Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Some people in the comments said that I abused women, I am very puzzled, who did I abuse?

Kuyu Maiya?Please, that's not a target for attack at all, okay? Kiritsugu pulled her out of hell and took her around for more than ten years. His feelings may even be deeper than Irisviel's. You can tell by watching TV. .

Also, I want to try my best to restore the character of the original female character. I really don’t like it. Take Iris Phil as an example. It’s the best way to repay every step of the way and make her suddenly fall in love with the man who killed her husband. The protagonist, that's a plot that even Xiaobai wouldn't believe.

If there are friends who like to read this kind of book, Hashihime is here to say sorry, you may not be suitable for my book.

——Your Excellency Hashihime

Chapter [-] Light and Storm

While Rope was distressed by Matou Kariya's death, the situation on Saber's side was also not optimistic.

After the brilliance burned the soil, it left unimaginable wounds on the earth. The scarlet soil was like being in a scorched hell, making people feel hot just by looking at it.

DiLumudu fell to the ground, panting violently. His body was rubbed by the Sword of Oath of Victory, showing burn marks all over his body, and even his original face was no longer beautiful.

"That's an exaggeration." He adjusted his breathing and forced himself to sit up.

"Last time, because of the help of the Lord, what did you feel about the liberation of that bow and arrow. I didn't expect a Noble Phantasm of this level to have such amazing power."

When the final sword Enki was liberated, because Rope relied on Hastur's prestige, Dirumduo didn't really feel that power, but now that he saw Saber's Noble Phantasm liberation, he knew how lucky he was at that time.

That's not something he can match at all.

"Haha, in the end, I've become the weakest other than Assassin in the Holy Grail War..."

DiLumuduo smiled bitterly, looking at the magic gun in his hand.

Noble Phantasms have no effect on human beings in this situation, and DiLumuduo had already deeply realized this just now.

No matter how powerful the martial arts are, if there is no decisive trump card, they can only be reduced to salted fish.

"Lancer! Are you okay?"

At this time, Saber ran over with the sword.

"The lord's magic power is very sufficient, this little injury is nothing."

Dirumdo used the magic spear as a crutch and stood up from the ground.

"By the way, how is Lancelot?" The top priority is to confirm his own situation first.

"This one……"

Hearing the name of his former friend, Saber lowered his eyes and was a little speechless.

"... Lord Lancelot also hid, but I don't know what happened to him."

"I am fine."

At this time, a deep and magnetic voice came from the smoke.

The knight in black armor pushed through the smoke and came over. His helmet had been lost just now, revealing a melancholy face with long purple hair.

No, more important than this—as Berserker, he was able to answer Saber and Lancer's questions completely.

"Berserker...Are you awake?" Dirumdo looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

"what."

Lancelot responded calmly, making it impossible for people to associate the dark and crazy ghost before.

"My lord... Matou Kariya seems to have passed away first, and the contract of maddening summons has ended, so I can recover my senses in this last time."

His body was already diffusing a shimmer of light around him, which was a sign of the heroic spirit before it disappeared.

"Lancelot Garonne..."

Saber took a step forward and looked sadly at the knight of the lake who had followed him.

"My king... Forgive my disrespect before." Lancelot kindly looked at the king he once followed. "I just want to let you punish me as a sinner with your own hands..."

He raised his arm that had become transparent.

"...But it seems that even this sad wish can't be realized."

"Please don't say that!"

Saber answered anxiously.It was she who did the wrong thing, not the knight. No one knew Lancelot's loyalty to the country and the king better than her.

"You have done nothing wrong... as long as I get the Holy Grail, everything will be fine!"

This time, I can definitely get the Holy Grail.

As long as there is the Holy Grail, as long as you are no longer king.

Well, whether it is England, Guinevere, or Lancelot, they will all have their happy endings...

"Hey...you're like this, it will only make me feel more guilty..."

Lancelot sighed and looked at his king sadly.

"It's almost time to wake up, Arturia."

This was the first time he called his king's name, and the meaning contained in it made Dirumdo feel heavy.

A little girl is burdened with such a burden that she will have no peace even after her death. Is it necessary for such a country to exist?