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

Chapter 6 Anyone who says this is the last failure speech probably means it

It was a moonless night, and Menechel planned to leave without saying goodbye.

In fact, there is no moon in Utopia, but I don't know why Menechel feels that it is extraordinarily dark tonight.

—Young man, you are in love.

Menechel patted the back of his head to get rid of the irrelevant things Merlin said, but turned his eyes to the camp very honestly.

Under the flickering light of the fire, Artoria's golden hair exuded a soft warm light, and the emerald green eyes that reflected the orange fire light seemed to be filled with a faint mist at this time.

What beautiful eyes.

Menechel couldn't help admiring secretly, but he quickly realized it.But at this time Arturia had already sat up, staring straight at Menechel.

Menechelle: ""

It was broken, and the girl who peeked at the girl was caught on the spot.

I remember the last time I was so embarrassed was when I failed to steal bread.

"Yo! Arturia, you haven't slept yet."

Menechel reluctantly twitched the corners of her mouth and showed Arturia an innocent and embarrassed smile.

"Well, I can't sleep a little bit."

Arturia seemed to be nodding from the corner of her eye, but Menechel didn't see it too clearly.

He was afraid that if he turned his head away, Artoria would catch him again.

"Menechel, we are leaving tomorrow."

Menechel's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and he faintly had a bad premonition, but he still maintained a calm expression and nodded to the girl beside him looking up at the deep night sky: "Yes, after all, I'm already here It's been a long time."

"How long have you been there?"

Facing the sudden inquiry, Menechel was speechless for a while, and he didn't calculate how long the state of the three of them lasted.

"About five or six years." Arturia asked herself, she looked at the night sky with her hands on her cheeks and eyes without blinking: "I haven't seen a star for five or six years, what happened to the outside world? .”

The bad premonition intensified. In Menechel's cognition, Arturia was not a girl who liked to discuss stars, but the abnormal behavior tonight made Menechel unable to tell the truth for a while.

Whether what he was facing was Artoria herself, or the phantom created by Merlin.

"Menechel, play a game with me."

Suddenly, a girl's brisk voice came from next to her ears, and without any foreshadowing, she directly invited Menechel to fight.

Menechel turned her head in surprise, and met Arturia's eyes as expected. Facing the girl's scorching gaze, Minechel only persisted for a moment before shifting her gaze guiltily.

Looking at a certain Cavalier who was heartless and still sleeping, Menechel has basically confirmed the truth of the matter.

"Mr. Merlin told you?"

Menechel picked up a flaming stick and stuck it in the dirt.

"Do you dare to fight?"

Arturia's eyes showed a rare sharp edge, and she was approaching with a sharp aura like a drawn sword. The girl had a slightly provocative smile on her face, and she repeated again: "Do you dare to fight?" ?”

Although there was no direct answer, Menechel already knew the answer to the question. He picked up the wooden sword he had prepared, and pointed the blade at Artoria in the dim light of the fire.

He was not afraid of waking Kai who was still sleeping soundly. Since it was Teacher Merlin's intention, then Merlin would definitely set up a sound-proof barrier—and the result was that only Kai was excluded from the truth.

Artoria lightly turned the wooden sword, and made a standard knight salute to Menechel, but Menechel, who had only learned a little from Merlin, didn't return the salute, and rushed straight to Artorie Ya, the wooden sword in his hand slashed horizontally, pointing directly at the girl's wrist.

The wooden swords collided with each other and made a teeth-piercing friction sound, and Menechel's slash hit Artoria's sword handle.

One blow failed, and instead of retreating, Menechel advanced, and once again used her strength to stab straight, knocking Artoria back a few steps before she could gain a firm foothold.

But before Menechel organized an effective attack again, Arturia's counterattack had already arrived.

It looked like it was just an ordinary slash, but Menechel forced both hands to hold the sword in order to barely stop Artoria's oblique slash.

The power gap is still so hopeless.

The stalemate collapsed with Arturia's second hand, and the lack of frontal strength forced Menechel to retreat.

But once retreated, Artoria, who gained a wider attacking space, immediately showed her good basic skills.

The blade fell on Menechel's blade like a torrential rain, and the wooden sword made an overwhelmed whimpering sound. Even holding the sword with both hands could not defend well, even if the wooden sword without a blunt surface continued to attack. The marks of being slapped on Menechel's body became more and more obvious.

Facing such a fierce offensive, Menechel subconsciously let go of one hand, and suddenly his wooden sword dropped out of control.

The situation took a turn for the worse, Artoria slashed vertically, subconsciously withdrew her strength, and was about to hang the wooden sword in front of Menechel to end the battle, but the girl suddenly found that Menechel had retreated out of the attack range, Turned around and hid in the black.

That's the end of the knight's battle, and the following is a random brawl.

The other party didn't speak, but Arturia clearly saw the meaning in the other party's eyes at that moment, the girl pursed her lips as if helplessly, and she lowered her wooden sword.

"That's it, it's a draw."

Menechel, who was preparing for a protracted battle just now, came out again. He was still blushing because of his actions just now, but he still said stiffly: "You said it was a draw."

"Yes, yes, a draw." Arturia approached Menechel with a comforting tone like a child.

The other party's behavior made Menechel feel a little ashamed, but soon a sense of earth-shattering made this shred of shame disappear.

Menechel was once again pinned to the grass by Artoria in a backlocked posture.

Familiar location, familiar non-martial arts, familiar sneak attack!But the only thing that changed was that Menechel became the attacked party.

"Admit defeat?"

"It's not painful, painful, painful!"

Only halfway through the hard words, Artoria bent her arm further.But even so, Minechel gritted his teeth and persisted for 0.3 seconds before letting go.

"I admit defeat, admit defeat."

Satisfied, Arturia let go of her hand, but she didn't follow the trend and let Minechel go. The girl straddled Minechel's back very naturally.

So the girl's body fragrance surrounded Menechel.

Menechel suddenly stopped resisting, and he suddenly felt that being under the pressure was not an unacceptable thing.

Artoria finally calmed down and continued the topic that was interrupted by the duel just now: "I see, you won't leave with us tomorrow."

Menechel pretends to be dumb.

Only Artoria continued: "I just want you to say goodbye to me in person, not to repay favors, but just as a farewell between friends."

"I'm not good at saying goodbye."

Menechel said hesitantly.

Arturia's eyes were sharp, and the hand that pinned Menechel's arm was exerted again. She ignored Menechel's cry of pain: "So you plan to leave without saying goodbye?"

"I was wrong."

The reply from the other side was also very straightforward.

"Besides that." Arturia's voice suddenly turned quiet, and the momentum just now disappeared: "About that, what love?"

Menechel regained his spirits, and he was instantly relieved of the pain.

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