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

Listening to Fujimaru Ritsuka's description, Da Vinci was silent for a long time on the screen. Her smile froze on her face, and her eyes flickered as if she was considering the risk.

After a long time, Da Vinci took a long breath, and her eyes were rare and sharp:

"Ritsuka, there is one thing I must tell you. As Servants, we do not have the concept of time. The Seat of Heroic Spirits is out of the timeline - that is to say, even if the true form of the Heroic Spirit still survives in this era, it still remains. It will not affect the normal summoning of servants."

"Ah, is that really like this?" Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils trembled. She originally thought that Gawain and Mordred's summons were wrong because they were still alive in this era.

After all, it is just Kai's judgment based on his own situation and Artoria's experience. The sample is too small and it is possible to make mistakes.

But in this way—

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Artoria, but her expression had already turned gloomy.

"Then why doesn't Morgan just kill me?"

Not only her, but even Menechelle and Morgan had a chance of killing him directly when he was captured. She didn't believe that her sister would care about friendship.

"It's not clear. Even if I were a genius, I couldn't draw conclusions without evidence."

Facing Artoria's doubts, Leonardo Da Vinci answered simply.

"Also, the summoning just now was successful, but no servant appeared. That's why I think there is something wrong with this singularity."

The implication is that it is not recommended that Fujimaru Ritsuka stay any longer.

Even Arturia heard the voice of the person on the screen, so she nodded to Fujimaru Ritsuka: "In that case, you really shouldn't continue to involve you, and you can fight for a country that you don't even know. My acquaintance, I am very grateful that you can accompany me in the battle until now."

——It’s just a subspecies singularity, and it’s unlikely to deteriorate further even if left unchecked.

Of course Fujimaru Ritsuka knew this.

but--

"As expected, I will still feel uneasy if it is not resolved."

Fujimaru Ritsuka showed her usual silly smile, and she habitually scratched her cheeks with her hands when Arturia looked at her in surprise and Da Vinci looked at her with "Sure enough."

"I knew you would say that."

Da Vinci said, his words paused slightly.

"So, what are your plans."

"I plan to go to the Stark region in the north." Fujimaru Ritsuka said.

"Indeed, it is difficult for Morgan, who has lost Guinevere, to trust the knights left behind in Camelot. Then, Merlin, the magician of flowers, is also restraining Vortigern in the north. If Vortigern can be eliminated first, If you drop it, you can indeed save a lot of trouble, but the premise is..."

"We need to improve our combat power first, right?" Fujimaru Ritsuka continued to answer.

"I don't know why the Servant summoning failed, but if I increase my combat power..."

Da Vinci looked at the most common standard knight sword in Artoria's hand.

"Indeed, before I was captured in Camelot, I gave the Holy Sword to Teacher Merlin - he should have hidden the Holy Sword in..."

"Oh, it seems someone mentioned the Holy Sword."

The sound suddenly sounded. The weather that seemed to be frozen just now started to blow. The flying petals obscured the sight. However, just at this moment of loss of sight, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

It was unexpected...but it was reasonable for him to appear here. After all, this was the other person's residence from a physical level.

"Teacher Merlin!"

Artoria was startled, and her tense body relaxed after seeing someone again.

As Merlin himself said, the lower half of his body was almost transparent at this time, and the magic power displayed on his body was not even as strong as the magic particles scattered in the air.

"Artoria, it's nice to see you again."

The smiling look on his face made it hard not to suspect that he had been eavesdropping all along, and only just now took advantage of the opportunity to appear. "Merlin?"

On the screen, Da Vinci raised his eyebrows.

"It's true. But...it's just a clone, a clone." Merlin smiled and waved his hand: "The original body is still in the north letting Vortigern sleep, and the split clone hid here with the holy sword, and hurried back. Camelot, let’s see if we can rescue the captured Arturia.”

"And I am the clone who felt the clone imprisoned in the tower in advance in order to prevent the Holy Sword from being stolen."

As he spoke, Merlin showed off his almost transparent lower body.

His eyes quickly passed over Fujimaru Ritsuka and Leonardo da Vinci, and finally landed on Artoria.

"Being able to see you means that the mission of the clone and me has been completed."

"So, Artoria, do you want to know where the Holy Sword is right now?"

Arturia nodded in response to this unquestionable question.

"Since you insist on asking..." Merlin said, a trace of holy fluorescence was forcefully squeezed out of his body, and as this golden light was expelled, his already transparent body became even more blurry.

The bright blue sword hilt is intertwined with the holy gold guard, but the pattern formed is neither messy nor dirty, but full of mysterious brilliance. People can't help but want to explore the sword body that can be decorated in this way. Just how gorgeous it is.

But he was doomed to be disappointed. From the spine to the tip of the sword, the sword of the Sword of Vow to Victory was completely submerged in the dark brown solid stone.

"This is……"

Arturia raised her eyebrows involuntarily.She clearly remembered that the Sword in the Stone and the Sword of Oath of Victory were two different swords.

"You should know."

Merlin's voice was ethereal, and his body was like a wisp of white smoke. Only his head was still clear. At this time, his eyes were buried under the shadow of the hood, as if she was standing in front of the Stone of King's Choice at the moment of King's Choice.

"Artoria, you should know."

Merlin repeated again.

Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but shake her hands. She wanted to speak but was stopped in advance by Leonardo da Vinci.

At this moment, all the attention was focused on Artoria.

She silently raised her feet, walked slowly to the solid stone wrapped by Merlin, stood still, and stretched out her hand.

——What would have happened to my life if I had not drawn the Sword of King's Choice at that time?
Whose voice is that?

Arturia's eyelashes trembled, and the hand holding the sword hilt also trembled.

"what happened?"

Artoria was silent. She closed her eyes forcefully and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, her fingers no longer trembled.

His fingers clasped the hilt of the sword, and he exerted force on his arm, just as he did then, and pulled it out——

The blade of the sword was stuck in the stone, showing no signs of being twitched.

Arturia stared blankly at the hilt of the sword, feeling incredible, but what was more in her heart was indescribable emotions.

"As expected." Merlin's head seemed to be sighing: "You are hesitating, why are you hesitating? The King Arthur I know will not hesitate. She is the perfect king."

"because……"

"Artoria, what are you afraid of? What do you know that makes you timid?"

"I……"

Merlin raised his face, his eyes escaped from the shadow of the hood, but there was an unexpected sharpness in his eyes: "As expected, Artoria, you are a Servant, right?"

I gave up my homework and wrote a novel. If I didn’t write, I would lose the feeling at all. Although I don’t have the same feeling now.