The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 153 You can give it a try
It was almost evening when Archer arrived, and Archer descended from the sky with an embarrassed and gentle smile, shaking his ponytail:

"Sorry, sorry, the trees in this forest are too dense, I didn't notice you for a while."

"No, it's all because of Saber." Gold evaluated with rare manageability, he kicked the fire that had just extinguished under his feet, and said in a tone of gritted teeth: "What he said to make some noise is just using his It’s just to chop down trees with your magical power, it’s not your responsibility, Archer, to not notice.”

Although Menechel realized that he was partly responsible for being lost by the [mysterious magician], but aside from the facts, did Gold really have no responsibility at all? of.

Thinking of this, Menechel stabbed the Gold Knife with his arm, and retorted with an unhappy face:
"Don't pick and choose, I can, my fighting style is quite simple."

Menechel shook his frizzy hair from the electric arc, he watched Archer sit in the driver's seat, this time he didn't fight again but directly sat in the back seat of the car.

"Or you use Command Spells." He deliberately lowered his voice and imitated Gold's voice and said, "[Saber, drive me back to the castle of Yogdomilea in the name of Command Spells], and then we" " and went back. "

"Don't even think about it! Even if I die here, I won't give such an order!" Gold said firmly, I don't know if he is insisting not to waste Command Seals on such boring trivial matters, or expressing himself The resolution never to ride in a Menechel again.

"It won't hurt to try, anyway, it's enough for you to leave that Command Seal to deal with Ruler."

"Saber, I want you to remember that Command Seals are not omnipotent. Even the Holy Grail needs to be weighed to see if the thing you propose can be completed."

"It's too exaggerated. What's the use of keeping the Holy Grail, which can't even realize this level of wish."

Archer sat in the front seat and listened to the quarrel between Gold and Menechel with a smile on his face, but before he started the car, the turned on headlights dispelled the shadows in front, and the gap between the trees A figure stood there.

"Who!"

The sudden appearance was fleeting, and Archer yelled angrily. Before he could get out of the car, the hand stretched out from the back seat pushed him back into the seat one step at a time.

Archer didn't even have time to resist when he was pushed back by Menechel. He looked at Saber who came out of the back parking space. At this moment, there was a cruel smile on the other side's face, and a pair of eyes shone with a scarlet frantic light in the night.

"I'll go, you stay here in case there are other Servants."

First he encountered Ruler pulling a side frame and then lost his way all day. He needed to vent his aggrieved emotions.

……

Menechel galloped through the woods.

At the end of the field of vision, there is a vague figure far away, unable to distinguish the gender, even though it has been seen, it still cannot perceive the slightest fluctuation of magic power.

—Is it an Assassin?
Menechel guessed, becoming more and more unscrupulous.Different from the peepers who dexterously jump among the trees, Menechel's pursuit method is much rougher. Relying on the protection released by magic power and his own physique, he rampages in the intricate terrain environment, and there are almost no trees along the way. intact.

But under this violent pursuit, the distance between the two became closer and finally reached the point where they were within reach.

With force under his feet, the thrust after the detonation of the magic power pushed Minechel's body to leap upwards. The spirits gathered in his palm and quickly formed an epee, and swung the epee with his backhand. Minechel moved towards the figure in front of him drop.

The sword blade was wrapped in an electric arc and fell rapidly, but the black figure with no gender in front of him quickly completed the movement of turning around and raising his hand like a prophet. He obviously didn't see Minechel's move clearly, and the small round shield on his arm But luckily, it happened to block the blade's force point.

The absolute crushing of strength made this bit of good luck useless, and even the stalemate did not exist. The sharp blade smashed through the protection of the round shield, and the black shadow fell powerlessly towards the ground amidst the flying debris and go.

"What a useless weapon!" With cruel red light reflected in his eyes, Menechel landed steadily among the treetops, condescendingly looking down at the figures struggling to get up after landing. He lost his will to play, he jumped off the treetop, straddled the fragments of the round shield and raised his sword to approach the opponent: "Well, it can be regarded as a first kill."

But the sudden coolness coming from the back of his head made him wake up in an instant, the electric arc on his body expanded rapidly, and the power released by the magic power instantly protected Minechel.

He turned around and swung his sword, then blindly slashed behind him with a sword, but what greeted his sword was a strange fragment of a round shield floating in the air.

These fragments passed around Menechel's blade and smashed on Menechel's armor, but they couldn't even break through the most basic defense.

The sliver of vigilance that he had just raised suddenly relaxed, and he put down his sword contemptuously and was still tossed by these little things.

"It's a pity. In the face of such a power gap as God's punishment, all your little tricks are jokes."

"Is the strength poor? I don't deny it." The black shadow who had fallen to the ground had unknowingly got up, and her voice was so calm and indifferent that she seemed to be completely unaffected by the desperate situation at this time: "Whether my strength is 1 or 100, the weakest or the middle, it doesn't make the slightest difference."

female?
Menechel raised his eyes in surprise. The calm and unhurried tone of the other party gave him a faint premonition. He took a few steps forward and slashed down with the sword in his hand, but the other party dexterously avoided it. .

Even Menechel was a little surprised at the sudden burst of speed the opponent showed, it was agility that was completely different from the speed shown by the opponent during the previous pursuit.

"Luring me over? But what's the use of it, like you, whether alone or together, the only option is to hide when you meet me, understand, trash!"

As he said that, Minechel raised his sword and pointed it at the woman standing among the treetops.

The other party didn't show the slightest annoyance because of Menechel's verbal attack, only the fragments that were constantly flipping between his palms were getting faster and faster.

Although he didn't know what it was, it didn't affect Menechel's move. He swung his sword again, aiming at the tree standing on the opposite side. The thick tree fell to the ground, and he didn't react quickly. The figure fell from the tree.

Menechel, who swung a sword without any hesitation, turned his wrist and swung a second sword, aiming at the woman who had nowhere to dodge in the air, the second hand quietly covered the hilt of the sword, and the body of the sword Immediately there was a bloody red light.

——Noble Phantasm Liberation

Clang!
Menechel gradually widened his eyes, and he looked in disbelief at the armament that accurately locked his focus point again.

"It's not a coincidence"

Menechel can be sure, looking at the armed forces stuck in his offensive position, the thick red and white two-color lines constitute an all-too-familiar appearance.

It was his own sword.

The overlapping sword blades began to tremble——Why would a blow that cannot be defended be blocked? At this moment, Menechel couldn't think about it at all.

He stared blankly at the sword held by the other party, followed the hand holding the sword to look up, and finally landed on the familiar face in memory, the upward arc of the mouth gradually disappeared, and the highlights in his eyes brightened. Little by little.

Menechel didn't answer immediately, the flickering electric arc reappearing on his body exploded brightly and dimly.A subtle feeling surged into his heart. The memory belonging to the girl in front of him was so false that he didn't feel the slightest sense of reality, but the sense of sight still made Minechel subconsciously withdraw his strength. At the moment of hesitation in the battle, he fell In the disadvantaged.

"I don't need strong force at all, because no matter how strong it is, it is impossible to surpass my asylum."

Forced to retreat by a sword, a flat incision was made on the breastplate, and traces of donated blood spilled out from the wound.Menechel didn't even bother to fix it.

An inaudible voice came out of Menechel's mouth. It was a confirmation that even he couldn't judge the authenticity of the person in front of him. His lips were murmured, and he asked softly as if his brain had been disconnected for a while:

"You are...you still..."

The sword in Menechel's hand flew away, and the girl in front of him pressed the blade against his chest.

"It's so easy to deal with, [Master Brother], why didn't you fight back." The feeling of emptiness in his hand made Minechel gradually recover a little, and at this moment, he only heard the other party say: "You just Do you believe that I have no intention of killing you?"

Menechel opened his mouth, but remained silent for a long time.The sword on his chest was slightly lowered.

"Your guess is correct, Black Saber, I am Black's Assassin."

　Minai’s actual memory of her step-sister probably stays at the moment when her step-sister spoke for the first time. Although she has obtained all the memories of her own life, most of them are in the form of watching the No.1 movie without substantial feelings and feelings. The foundation of feelings, but the regret engraved in the DNA of the righteous sister
　　
　
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