The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

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　The light at the end shone on Iskandar, making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

　The surging sound in my chest never stopped for a moment.

　Finally, he saw

　That piece of

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　There is no end to the sea that I have never crossed.

　There, the dragon looked at him.

　"Hahaha!"

　Iskandar was stunned for a second, then burst into laughter.

　"So that's it! So that's it! The voice in my heart is the voice of the sea at the end!"

　Iskandar laughed heartily, not caring at all about the wounds on his body.

　"It's a shame that we weren't able to conquer the sea at the end... my friend."

　Sieg released his dragon transformation, returned to his human form, and came to Iskandar, standing quietly in front of him.

　"But I still want to thank you, my friend, for being able to mess around with me..."

　Spirit particles continued to emerge from Iskandar's body, and his strong body began to become transparent.

　"Tell Weber that I will be waiting for him here."

　Sieg watched Iskandar's gradually transparent body in silence, and finally nodded.

　Seeing Sieg nod, Iskandar slowly closed his eyes. As if he had received a promise for something he hadn't yet understood, he completely transformed into spirit particles and dissipated.

　The space changed and Sieg returned to reality.

　Weber stared blankly at the place where Iskandar disappeared, tears streaming from his eyes uncontrollably.

　Diarmait stood by and gently supported Weber to prevent him from falling.

　Sieg stared at the direction where the spirit particles were drifting, his lips slightly parted.

　The ethereal voice reached Waver's ears.

　"Rider asked me to tell you something... He will be waiting for you at the End of the Sea."

　As Waver listened to Sieg's words, he kept sniffing hard to try to stop his tears.

　The king left with a smile on his face, so his subjects should not be sad and let the king's last order go to waste.

　Kenneth controlled the Moonlight Spirit Essence and walked out of the stronghold.

　Looking at the shattered ground around him, the still sobbing Waver, and the remains of the Command Seal on the back of his hand, he had already guessed what had happened around him.

　After a moment of silence, Kayneth's eyes met Diarmait's.

　After confirming their sight, Kenneth nodded.

　At this moment, he respected the servant's own decision, just as he had said to Zelrich.

　"Sieg..."

　Diarmait spoke to him, and a cold light flashed across the double guns in his hands.

　He was continuously releasing his surging fighting spirit.

　He has already realized his wish, so it shouldn't have to be like this.

　But Diarmait was a knight, and it was in his nature to pursue glory.

　Modern society is not suitable for people like him.

　So Diarmait chose to fight.

　To die in battle is also to serve your lord and to serve Kayneth's original call.

　Kayneth took off his gloves, revealing the Command Seals on the back of his hands.

　Sora also walked out, feeling the magic power being drained from his body.

　"My lord, please allow me to once again offer my most sincere blessings on your wedding."

　Diarmait knelt on one knee facing Kayneth with two guns in hand.

　"I have one last request that you grant."

　Kayneth looked at Diarmait and sighed, then slowly took off the glove on his right hand, revealing his Command Seal.

　"What else can I say, lancer?"

　The familiar red light came on again.

　"Use the Command Seal! Lancer! Release all your power!"

　The power of the three-stroke command seal was injected into Diarmait's body. The two guns in his hands began to slowly transform, and the spiritual base was also rewritten at this moment.

　Even if it's just a brief moment, it's enough.

　Lancer's Diarmait has left the stage, and now the one who appears is Saber, Diarmait, whose activity time limit is only one minute!

　The two magic swords slashed towards Sieg one after another, and the moment Balmung's sword blocked the magic-breaking red rose, it was destroyed.

　Sieg looked at the sword that pierced through Balmung and was attacking him. Scales suddenly appeared on his hands, and his figure transformed in an instant. His clawed palm tightly covered the sword blade.

　The moment the claws and the magic sword came into contact, numerous sparks erupted and a teeth-grinding friction sound was heard.

　Diarmuid was not too surprised that his first attack failed. He instantly sped up his other hand and chopped it on Sieg's wrist.

　The mystery from 4.6 billion years ago cannot be compared with two magic swords.

　Sieg pressed down Diarmait's magic sword with both hands, then flew up and kicked Diarmait in the abdomen.

　The latter was knocked away in an instant, and his figure crashed heavily into the woods beside him, smashing many trees along the way and stirring up a cloud of smoke.

　Immediately afterwards, two magic swords tore through the air one after the other, broke through the sound barrier, and were thrown into the path of Diarmait by Sieg.

　The sharp magic sword pierced Diarmait's body without any hindrance and nailed him to the ground.

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　There is not much time left on the clock.

　Diarmait was gasping for breath on the ground, blood continuously flowing out of his wound and gathering into a puddle on the ground.

　Enduring the pain of his abdomen being almost completely shattered, Diarmait drew his two swords and used them to support himself as he fought.

　The little magic power left in the body began to roar wildly.

　"Distinguishing—dividing the line between life and death—"

　The two swords attacked Sieg one after the other.

　“Haaaaaa—”

　Diarmait roared and ran towards Sieg with all his remaining strength.

　"Angry waves (moralltach)!"

　In response, he was met with an extremely dazzling blue-green torrent of magic power.

　"balmung!"

　The red sword tip pierced through the torrent of magic and brought Diarmait's completely exhausted body to Sieg.

　The yellow dagger gently touched the scales on the back of Sieg's hand, and finally fell to the ground. Along with Diarmait, it turned into spirit particles in the sky and disappeared completely.

　From this moment on, all six servants participating in the battle have withdrawn, and the Holy Grail is about to appear.

　It should be like this.

　The moment Diarmuid left the stage, Justisa from the other side of the world sent a message to Sieg.

　So without waiting for Kenneth to react, Sieg left the battlefield directly and his figure disappeared in an instant.

　The surging black mud was completely transferred to the inner side of the world before it could overflow from the Holy Grail.

　The dark figure scratched his head in confusion.

　The direction of this matter seemed to be somewhat different from what he had imagined in his mind.

　Originally, the sixth servant should have left the stage and the winning group would come to this big hole and then he would appear, but he was suddenly brought to this place by the silver-haired girl in front of him.

　Before he could figure out what was happening, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, dispelling the darkness around him.

　The dark figure also revealed his true identity at this moment: the Einzbern family's illegal summoning of the Servant, the cause of the contamination of the Holy Grail: Angora Newman (all the evil of this world).

　Sieg and Angora Newman did not communicate at all. The galaxy in the sky began to rotate continuously when Sieg activated his treasure, and strips of silver light surrounded the entire sky.

　No matter how many sins one has committed, they will be washed away by time, not to mention that the person who bears these sins is just an innocent young man who has nothing to do with the crime.

　The flames continued to burn along the black mud and finally climbed up Angora Newman's body. The black flashes added a strange glow to the flames.

　The roar of pain began to echo in the space.

　Sieg stood in front of the Holy Grail, silently watching everything in front of him, his eyes full of determination.

　The pollution called sin was being washed away, and a white magic strip stretched out from the port of the Holy Grail, extending all the way into the interior of the Holy Grail and wrapping around the burning Angora Newman.

　The enormous magical power that had been accumulated for many years began to slowly transfer along the strips into the interior of the Holy Grail.

　The dice had been rolled long before, and all Chigurh had to do was pull the trigger, that was all.

　Gilgamesh's magic power and soul quality are ridiculously high. Even with only six servants and the Holy Grail's reserves over 60 years, it is enough for Sieg to make a new wish.

　"Cancel Amakusa Shirou Tokisada's wish."

　Sieg made his true wish as the victor to Justisa.

　The two opposing desires counteracted each other, and finally everything returned to calm.

　But what has happened cannot be reversed.

　Although the Third Law has been abolished, the people in that world are still more or less affected and cannot recover, and Sieg's soul cannot be restored.

　"Is this really good?"

　The white, ethereal figure after burning looked towards Sieg.

　Even after experiencing so many hard battles and being immersed in such sticky sin, there was still a trace of kindness in the young man's heart.

　"That's enough. I don't care about other people's opinions."

　Because I am a dragon, and dragons never care about humans when they do things.

　The strong care for the weak, and the weak obey the strong.

　The pure white figure began to slowly dissipate.

　"That's great... I hope you won't regret it..."

　The nameless young man slowly disappeared, leaving behind only the still burning evil thoughts.

　And in the center of the flame, a pure white flower bloomed.

　To the lost daily life, the shattered self, the burning hatred, and the dragon at the end who witnessed it all.

　This is the last kindness and gratitude from a demon.