It's normal for an evil god to raise an Abyss.

Diarmuid just sighed secretly upon seeing this, and the red spear - the magic-breaking red rose ignited red magic fluctuations, and the vigorous magic power was enough to completely kill Caster in the next blow.

Chapter 25 Francesca

Xueyue ran forward, endured the severe pain, swung her right arm, and splashed the flowing blood towards Diarmuid's face.

Diarmuid was dismissive of Caster's trick of trying to blind him with blood, and the surging magic power directly prevented the impact of the blood from spilling.

But the next scene made Diarmuid doubt his own eyes.

As strange as paint being peeled off a painting board, after Caster's right arm swung out blood, it seemed as if the scar was also thrown away, leaving only the white arm.

The injury was healed? No, that was impossible. The injury caused by the Yellow Rose could not be healed by simple healing magic.

Even if he had such doubts, it would not change Diarmuid's offensive. Rather, now that he was dealing with it with all his strength, there was no room for him to stop.

When Xueyue smiled, Diarmuid realized that he had stepped into a trap. That was a smile that represented a successful plot.

Xueyue turned her body slightly, and a silver spear appeared in her hand.

After narrowly avoiding Red Rose's thrust, Xue Yue's spear tip grazed Diarmuid's shoulder, leaving a pool of blood.

For Diarmuid, who possesses a B-level Mind's Eye, being able to avoid being pierced directly by the Dragon Gallbladder Silver Spear at the critical moment is already the limit.

Diarmuid was using dual guns, and the other yellow rose could also be used for attacking. At such a close distance, Xueyue had no room to dodge.

But the yellow pistol never had the chance to be swung down. Two straight swords pierced Diarmuid directly from behind, crushing his last chance of survival.

Gan Jiang and Moye, as the linked swords, can fly out and then fly back. Using this feature, they launched a fatal attack at an angle that Diarmuid had never considered.

Diarmuid's body gradually turned into a light spot and dissipated. This battle was a victory in Xueyue's plan. Whether it was deliberately wounded to relax the opponent's vigilance, or deliberately throwing Gan Jiang and Moye, it was all planned. As for why Huang Qiangwei was able to "heal" after being killed, it was actually not a treatment, but an overwriting of the intact state of the arm to the current state of the arm, which can be said to be an alternative time operation.

Xueyue looked in the direction of the Einzbern Castle. According to the time, Kayneth should have been completely killed by Kiritsugu, and the Lancer team was now completely out of the game.

Today's battle has been exciting enough, it's time to go back.

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On a cliff in the suburbs of Fuyuki City, another uninvited guest was looking down at the brightly lit city.

It seems to be a woman with long white hair, dark eyes, wearing a dress with black and white vertical stripes and white boots with strange eye patterns on them.

"That old bug manipulator was really hard to deal with. He damaged my body. You know, I'm not good at fighting... But now he's finally dead. Haha, there's no one to stop me from entering... But, Jill is actually dead. What a pity, wuwuwu."

This fairly beautiful woman had a sad tone, but the expression on her face was a twisted smile. Combined with the irregular shaking of her body, she looked a different kind of madness.

"You seem to be mourning? For that worthless magician?"

A sudden voice sounded, and before she knew it, the person was already close at hand, so she used her best illusion without hesitation.

"Put away your crude illusion, Francesca Prelati. If I wanted to kill you, you would be completely dead by now." The voice of the man was calm but chilling to the bone.

Only then did she "catch" this uninvited guy with her eyes.

It was a young girl, her silver-white hair frosted by the moonlight, her purple pupils showed a teasing attitude, she was wearing white tights under her black and white dress, but no shoes.

This girl seemed to have been here from the beginning. She possessed both the ultimate holiness and the deepest depravity. Her shadow cast by the faint moonlight seemed to have flowing stars.

Based on Francesca's intuition as a black magician, the girl in front of him was extremely dangerous. The bone-chilling coldness he felt before was not an illusion, but the powerlessness and struggle of a living organism facing the real abyss.

"What should I call you? A strange magician?" Even though Francesca was crazy and courted death as if it were a common occurrence for him, he rarely regained a trace of rationality when faced with real terror and asked the question cautiously.

"My name? It doesn't matter. I just came to inform you that you have no part in this Holy Grail War. And..."

A bubble condensed in the girl's hand. After the bubble burst, a thick book fell steadily into the girl's hand. The girl threw the book in front of Francesca without any care and continued,

"You can use this book however you want, or you can discard it and destroy it. I look forward to your choice."

Francesca looked down at the book on the ground. It was not written in any known language on Earth. But when she looked at the obscure handwriting on the cover in the dim moonlight, the corresponding meaning had quietly emerged in her mind - "R'lyeh Text".

There is no doubt that this is not a castrated version written in German or Italian, nor is it a rubbing of Xia Dynasty text, but a completely original text from extraterrestrial origin.

[R'lyeh is still sleeping, and the stars will eventually return to their positions] - like the whispers of heaven and earth.

When Francesca looked up, the girl had already disappeared, as if she had never been there in the first place.

Francesca returned her gaze to the strange original book, which was undoubtedly an item that a black magician would treasure.

“…Hahahahahahaha——” Francesca just laughed crazily and destroyed the original book completely.

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"Interesting, really interesting~" Xueyue commented on Francesca's behavior, "What an unexpected yet reasonable choice..."

This time, this Holy Grail War can ensure that Francesca will not come to disrupt the situation, but in the future, Francesca will eventually have to fight against himself. In the near future, it seems that a divergence in the world line is unfolding here, Xueyue is so sure of it.

Chapter 26 Abigail's Dream

She is a high and mighty king, even if she herself never thinks so, but the people under her rule have long worshipped her as a god.

People sang praises of her achievements and told her experiences in the most beautiful stories and poems in the world.

This is trust and admiration from the heart.

After all, this girl came here thousands of years ago and helped the then endangered human beings to find a place to live from other intelligent races on this planet. Then she gradually expanded the influence of the human race through various means. The goblins, orcs, undead and even dragons all finally submitted to her. Then, in the next thousands of years, the social structure with humans as the main body and other races coexisting continued to develop, and finally led humans to dominate the entire planet.

Many of these deeds have been written into history books, and some anecdotes have been circulated as myths and legends. Although there are some exaggerations, the facts are indisputable. Leading mankind to survive from despair, integrating the status of multiple races to be relatively equal, and developing productivity with a vision that transcends the times, these are the deeds accomplished by the girl in the past eight thousand years, the great feat of unifying the planet with her own strength.

Even after eight thousand years, the girl's appearance does not seem to have changed much, as if she will never grow old. In the hearts of her people, she will exist forever, forever guiding the future [Holy King] and [God] of the planet.

The eight thousand years were like yellowed slides, projected at a very fast speed, until the end, leaving only loneliness and darkness.

The blonde girl slowly opened her blue eyes, blinked twice, and slowly sat up.

From the dealings in the jungle and caves to the decisive battle on the vast battlefield; from the barrenness of a corner to the richness of the planet; it was like watching a magnificent movie, but as consciousness gradually awakened, everything in the dream dissipated from her fingertips like running water, leaving Abigail feeling a little lost.

After calming herself down a bit, Abigail recalled what happened before she went to bed.

Last night, Abigail tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so she knocked on Xueyue's room door. Faced with Abby's request to sleep with her, Xueyue hesitated for only half a second and then agreed with a smile.

When Abi woke up, Xueyue had already gotten up. Judging from the fact that there was almost no warmth left on the mattress next to her, Xueyue had been gone for a long time.

The girl who appeared in the dream had the same face as Xueyue. There was no doubt that the scene in the dream was a fragment of Xueyue's past. Abigail didn't think too much about the dream at the moment. She recalled the scene last night and couldn't help but feel that she was too bold at the time to make such a brave request to sleep together.

Abigail picked up the pillow casually, her face flushed, and she whispered to herself:

"Abby, you can be a bad boy sometimes."

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"Where's Sister Xue?" Abigail finished washing up and prepared to have breakfast.

"Xiaoxue, she went for a morning run. You know her habits." Paopao lay on his side, like a neet, pressing the remote control from time to time and switching TV programs. Compared to those logical news, the nonsensical comedy shows were more interesting.

"Oh..." Abigail responded and started to deal with the bread slices.

"Little Abby, it seems that you dreamed of something very interesting~"

"Ugh! Cough cough cough cough!" Abigail choked on the milk she had just drunk when she heard Bubbles' sudden words.

"Lady Megs!" Abigail's tone sounded somewhat resentful.

"Haha, I'm not a mind reader. It's you, kid. Your emotions are written all over your face~"

(Am I being that obvious?)

"Well..." Abigail patted her cheeks, her face slightly red.

"You seem to be quite curious. Why don't you tell me what you saw in your dream?" In Bubble's opinion, this is much more interesting than the TV show.

After Abigail briefly described the dream scene...

"So it was this experience? This was a long experience in Xiaoxue's journey. It also became a great assist for her to possess the treasure with the concept of [History]. Maybe at the beginning, it was just an idea she had, a kind of pity for the race that was forced into a desperate situation, but after a long time, thousands of years are enough to polish a person beyond recognition. Later, it was more like a shackle called [Responsibility]."

"Then...what happened next?"

"Guess?" Bubble kept the question in suspense.

"That planet, was it destroyed?" This is the most reasonable explanation. If Xueyue still had that responsibility, she would not be here. And from what she saw in the dream, she would not be the kind of person who would just let it all go. So, the answer can only be the most tragic one.

"Not really, at least not when I took her away," Paopao denied, "Xiaoxue took the initiative to give up everything and became a time traveler again."

"Doesn't that mean..." Abigail paused and didn't continue.

"Do you think it's a pity, or a bit cruel, or do you think it's irresponsible? This is a common thought among humans, and it's not surprising. But if you ask me, this is the real responsibility. Xiaoxue thinks further." Bubble suddenly brought up another topic, "Little Abi, for humans, even if the body is immortal, the wear and tear of the soul is inevitable. Have you ever thought about why Xiaoxue has gone through so many years, but her character has not deviated too much?"

"Could it be related to the [import] memory you mentioned earlier?"

"Yes, it is indeed sharp enough. If these [memories] are piled up, they will gradually crush the soul. What Xiaoxue did is to cut and save these overly long memories, just like filing an album in a library. She still remembers this incident, but as long as it is not [imported], this memory is like watching a movie, and it will not have much impact on herself."

"Oh, so that's how it is..." Abigail nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, the answer to this question is actually enough to answer part of the previous question. As for the rest..." Bubble tilted his head, "Maybe it would be better if you ask the person himself~"

"What's wrong, are you thinking about me?"

Xueyue, who had just returned from her morning exercise, said in a teasing tone,

"What Megas said is basically correct. For me personally, carrying the fate of a planet alone for thousands of years is already the limit of maintaining a human soul."

Chapter 27: Feast of Kings

"Of course, this is also a somewhat willful decision on my part, but at the same time, it is also the best answer to that civilization."

Xueyue put aside her ponytail that was tied up for exercise convenience and wiped the sweat from the back of her neck with a towel.

Abigail nodded. She could somewhat understand why Xueyue was so stubborn in identifying with humans. To some extent, they were the same kind of people.

"Oh, by the way, Abi-chan, there is a party tonight, you can come along as well. Maybe you can have your own understanding of the answers to these questions."

Xueyue untied her hairband and let her long white hair flow down. In the morning, she met the Rider who seemed to have nothing to do and invited her, so she gladly accepted.

The gathering of kings, it's very interesting just to think about it. Xueyue has long wanted to experience this famous scene~

"Oh, okay." Abigail's tone was full of joy.

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The relatively peaceful day passed, and darkness fell once again in the Einzbern Forest.

The scars caused by the battle would not disappear out of thin air, and they were still clearly visible after a day. The Einzbern Castle had been damaged in various places, and the maid in charge of miscellaneous chores had long since returned home, so there was no manpower even if they wanted to repair it.

Fortunately, there were still a few dormitories that were relatively intact, so Maiya rested in one of them. Although she had used healing magic, she was so seriously injured that she couldn’t move freely for a short period of time.

After Kiritsugu settled the seriously injured Maiya, he disappeared again. Perhaps he went out to continue his intelligence gathering.

Before Irisviel could lament too much about the current situation, a roar came from far away, and this roar caused a great burden on her magic circuit. There was no doubt that this was an attack on the barrier in the forest.

"What's going on? Is this... a frontal breakthrough?"

Such an unrestrained and even reckless fighting style made Irisviel quickly guess the identity of the visitor.

"Are you okay? Irisviel."

Saber rushed over and firmly supported Irisviel, whose body was shaking a little.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just didn't expect to have such a weird guest. Let's go out and greet them."

The two of them ran through the castle, which was already in a horrible state, heading straight for the terrace outside the entrance. If the opponent attacked from the front, they should be able to meet him on the terrace.

“The thunder just now and this reckless tactic must have been caused by Rider.” Saber came to the same conclusion.

"I think so too."

A deep voice came from the hall: "Hey, Knight King! I came here specially to meet you, where are you?"

However, the tone of Iskandar's shouting did not sound like he was going to fight.

When Irisviel and Saber saw Rider’s appearance clearly on the terrace, they were suddenly speechless.

"Hey, Saber, I heard there was a castle here so I wanted to come and see it, but why did it become like this?"

Rider was not wearing the battle armor, but a modern outfit of a T-shirt and jeans, looking like he was on vacation. His Master, Waver, was hiding behind him, with a look that said "I want to go back" written all over his face.

"Hey, Knight King, why don't you change your clothes tonight? Stop wearing your rigid armor all the time."

Rider lifted up a wine barrel and shook it.