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

Chapter 174 Conscience, But Not Much
The vibration lasted for tens of seconds before subsiding gradually.

After everything was calm, Menechel released Gold from his arms.

The originally well-organized layout of the room has been shaken to pieces, and the night wind penetrated through the broken windows, bringing the smell of dust.

Gold's complexion was very bad. Although he was prevented from being hit by falling dust and heavy objects because of Menechel's protection, the turbulent flow of magic power just now seriously blocked the operation of his magic circuit.

Of course he could perceive that level of magic turbulence, but he was not in a perfect state at this time.

Unlike Gold who could only tremble just now, Menechel clearly witnessed the whole process of shaking.

The spiraling magical flow swept the golden monster and climbed up, and then saw Caster and Archer being sucked into the air fortress together on the crushed stone.

A trace of disobedience that had been ignored by Menechel all this time flashed through his mind—that was obviously not Rider's Noble Phantasm, so which Servant from the red side was responsible for that aerial fortress?
"Gold, I did kill Red Caster, right?" Menechel suddenly turned to Gold, his expression serious: "Did you witness the whole process of Red Caster's exit?"

Gold was stopped by Menechel's question, he frowned and carefully recalled the scene at that time, he only saw the black ash all over the ground when the red Caster was shattered, he was not sure if it was a kind of magic by Caster .

So Gold's voice also became uncertain: "I only saw Caster being chopped into ashes by your sword. I'm not sure if it's Caster's magic."

"Uncle Gord!"

As soon as the words were finished, the door of Gold's room was pushed open. Coles pushed the door and walked in. After seeing Menechel standing beside Gold, his expression obviously relaxed.

"Caules, what happened." Seeing the look on the person's face, Gord knew that something big had happened, and he suddenly thought of the worst possible outcome, and his expression became serious: "Could it be that the enemy broke into the castle? What about Patriarch Danik and the others?"

"No, it's not." Coles took a deep breath: "The Holy Grail was taken away by that fortress."

Combined with the shock just now, Gold gradually understood everything. The corners of his eyes twitched, his face became even uglier. He subconsciously walked towards the door, but was dragged back by Menechel holding the back of his collar.

"You stay here and don't move." Menechel looked at Coles with eyes full of scrutiny. He pulled Gold back behind him and scanned the backs of his left and right hands. There was no command spell on them. Traces, he couldn't help but feel a little more vigilant.

"You are the Master, right?"

"Ah, yes!"

Coles, who was suddenly asked by Menechel, shuddered, and shivered from the overwhelming momentum.

"What about your command spell?"

Until now, Menechel has never seen the Assassin from the red side, so he should be alert to such anomalies.He has ample experience in being assassinated, and it is the most common way to pretend to be a mature person and kill him with one blow.

"My Servant... Berserker, she is defeated."

Cowles' voice fell, and the light reflected from the glasses obscured his eyes, and Menechel reluctantly accepted the excuse.

"That's it." Menechel didn't have the slightest sense of saying something wrong, and said instead: "Then what are you looking for Gold for?"

Coles was stunned for a moment, and he replied belatedly: "I'm here to inform Uncle Gold of this matter, after all, the fortress that Uncle Danik also went to."

So it is logical that the unreliable fat uncle has become the most senior talker among the existing personnel.

A string broke in Menechel's mind, and he vaguely noticed something—this kind of behavior of flocking to the enemy's fortress, didn't they consider their own stronghold to be raided?

"Who else is staying here now?"

Menechel didn't have time to think about whether Coles in front of him was the real person, so he asked directly.

Suppressing his grief, Berserker's death didn't make him sad at this moment, Coles immediately replied: "Except for Uncle Danik, they should all be here, as for Servants... probably Rider."

--idiot!Black Rider and others are guarding the stronghold!Does he have this ability?
Just as Menechel was about to speak, the castle trembled violently again the next moment.Different from the last continuous and steady upward absorption, a large piece of fire broke in from one point, Menechel pushed Gold down, and as the dazzling light flashed by, the entire upper part of the castle was cut off. open.

The wall of the building that was divided into two slanted down to one side, and the orange-red heat wave shot into the room along the gap.Before the wall collapsed, it was shattered in mid-air by the violent turbulence of magic power.

As if to confirm Menechel's conjecture, along with the blazing heat wave, a figure dragged the magnificent fire curtain down slowly, his pupils swept slightly and quickly locked on Menechel standing in the ruins.

While the other party was looking at Menechel, Menechel naturally also looked at the person who came, his complexion sank slightly, and his red magic power turned into black and red full-body heavy armor.

"Red Lancer, I didn't expect it to be you."

There was provocation in his voice, but his heart sank downward.

He guessed that someone would come to harvest, but he didn't expect that the person who came was actually the last person he wanted to meet.

Holding the big sword in one hand, before the red Lancer fell to the ground, he looked at the intact Gold and Cowles, who was injured by the gravel, and finally swept the bleeding wound on Cowles. Pass.

The smell of human blood on it and the red Lancer visiting at this time made Menechel initially believe the other party's identity.

The situation was urgent, and he had no time to probe further. Through the causal line, he conveyed the order to Gold to escape. At the same time, he waved the heavy sword to attract the attention of Red Lancer.

What he has to do at this time is to cover Gold's evacuation and let him lead the other masters to hide.

"Black Saber, no one will interfere with us this time."

Red Lancer's voice was very definite, as soon as his toes touched the ground, the high temperature diffused on his body scorched the surrounding vegetation.There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but this faint smile disappeared in the next moment.

Red Lancer frowned, his eyes fell on Menechel, and when he spoke again, his voice was full of regret.

"That's it. Although I don't understand why, I seem to have missed the opportunity to fight against you in the strongest state."

"Well, not necessarily." Seeing the red Lancer raised his spear flatly, Menechel also held the sword in both hands and put on a defensive posture. He noticed the sound behind him, and further stimulated the Thunder Snake on his body, causing the roar to explode. The sound of thunder overwhelmed the burning sun.

He said to the red Lancer: "As long as you let me cut the sword first, I think the two of us will be in the same state."

"Unfortunately."

He followed the master's instructions to eradicate the remaining black masters.If he fights Black Saber based on his own will, he is happy to accept the other party's proposal.

When Red Lancer said so, there was indeed a gloomy look in his eyes, but the movement of his hands did not hesitate at all. The tip of the gun pierced the air, and the heat wave rushed towards Menechel standing in front of him.

In the face of Red Lancer's blow, Menechel didn't dare to procrastinate, and also swung the dragon sword.

The broad sword blade and sharp gun wind, as well as the entangled and biting red thunder and orange flames filled the ruins, destroying the already devastated buildings more thoroughly.

(End of this chapter)