Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

"At worst, we'll fight to the death."

Morgan smiled.

A mocking smile suddenly appeared on her perpetually cold face. She gave Lin Jiu'an a deep look, and then opened her arms.

"Okay."

Seeing Morgan's mocking smile, Lin Jiu'an didn't get angry but hesitated instead.

He could sense the deeper meaning behind Morgan's mockery.

And the second sentence that was never spoken.

'If you dare.'

If they retreat now, Morgan can act as if nothing happened and treat him as just an ordinary enemy.

But if he dared to corrupt him, this crazy woman would set her sights on him completely.

However, after only half a second of hesitation, Lin Jiu'an shook off the hesitation in his mind.

Now that Gilgamesh, Minamoto no Yorimitsu, the fallen Artoria, Merry, Sajyo Aika, and Brunhilde who drank the elixir, is there anything else missing but Morgan?

In an instant, Lin Jiu'an felt a sense of magnanimity, like a deadbeat.

He walked up to Morgan, and saw Morgan's faint, mocking smile.

Lin Jiu'an grabbed her waist and, to her astonishment, sealed her cherry lips with his.

Morgan: “?”

Looking at the man's face so close to hers, feeling the warmth of his cherry lips, Morgan's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

How dare he?

Lin Jiu'an had already manipulated countless black muds to envelop Morgan's body. With Morgan unprotected, a system notification soon reached his ears.

[Ding, congratulations host, you have successfully put "Morgan" into the "Primary Corruption" state, and have received the reward "From the End".]

Lin Jiu'an did not stop despite the system's prompts in his ears.

However, as time went by, no matter how hard he tried to corrupt Morgan, he was never able to get the next stage of rewards. Lin Jiu'an felt a cold gaze and looked up.

He saw that Morgan's beautiful blue eyes were devoid of any emotion, as cold as the cold winter of January, staring at him with an intensity that could freeze a person to death.

Lin Jiu'an felt he should harden up now, but he still let go of her from the bottom of his heart.

Morgana's pink and sweet lips, which had just been thoroughly enjoyed by Lin Jiu'an, trembled slightly.

"roll."

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"Dead! Die! Die!"

The spear, several meters long, swept towards Sigurd.

The trees that passed by were torn apart as easily as tofu.

Brunhilde's face was contorted with pain and clearly showed signs of madness. Her reason was on the verge of collapse under the influence of "love" and the resentment and murderous intent caused by the curse that was even worse than "love".

Sigurd could only keep dodging.

Brunhilde's current abilities are beyond his ability to withstand directly. It's just that Brunhilde's current low rationality means she fights almost entirely on instinct. In addition, Morgan's maze-like formation has given him a chance to stall.

suddenly.

Just as Sigurd narrowly escaped Brunhilde's attack.

A strange noise suddenly rang out, and Sigurd turned his head sharply to see a figure wrapped in lightning pause beside him for a moment.

Eyes facing each other.

Looking at the man wearing glasses, Lin Jiu'an immediately understood the whole story.

In the original story, Brunhilde drank love potions several times, endured for several days, and even fought alongside the Old Sword to kill Ramses II before finally succumbing to her madness. It's hard to believe that she suddenly and inexplicably became on the verge of losing control.

But if the opponent is Siegfried, then it's understandable.

After only a brief pause, Lin Jiu'an pressed down on the ground again, leaving several purple arcs of electricity on the ground.

Lin Jiu'an instantly transformed into lightning and rushed towards Brunhilde.

The speed, which was visible to the naked eye but amplified by lightning, was now clearly captured by Brunhilde.

Looking at Lin Jiu'an, the "love potion" once again eroded her will. Under normal circumstances, Brunhilde could have endured it, but now...

"die!"

Brunhilde swung her gun at Lin Jiu'an without hesitation.

Lin Jiu'an neither dodged nor avoided.

It even charged straight at the blade of Brunhilde's spear.

'Puff!'

The heart-shaped gun blade pierced Lin Jiu'an's chest, bringing his high-speed movement to a halt.

This also stunned Brunhilde.

Feeling the actual touch of the gun blade, confirming that she had killed him, Brunhilde's "curse" quickly dissipated, and she regained her sanity.

She was as insane as she was before killing her beloved, and as rational as she was afterward.

This is the real "curse"!

Looking at Lin Jiu'an, whose chest had been pierced by the tip of her spear, Brunhilde's pupils trembled, and her cherry lips parted slightly, unable to utter a word.

Did I kill him myself?

"why?"

Brunhilde's voice was trembling.

Although she only took the "love potion" once, its effects were far too potent.

Even if you understand that it's the effect of medication.

But Brunhilde still fell hopelessly in love with him.

Her love for him was second only to her love for Sigurd, who had just driven her to madness and was now standing at a distance watching.

Kill him, and she will suffer immense pain.

But what pained her even more was that the other person had willingly allowed herself to be killed.

The opponent could have easily dodged it with their speed.

No, clearly nothing would have happened if he had just ignored her and left, but he still came and made me kill him.

At this moment, Lin Jiu'an naturally couldn't say something like, "I'm not some weak creature like you people or gods. My heart is fake anyway, so piercing my heart won't kill me." He coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Jiu'an strode forward, letting the spear tip pierce through his body, step by step.

"no no!"

Brunhilde kept shaking her head. She wanted to run away, but she looked at Lin Jiu'an, who was approaching her with gun in hand and gritted teeth.

Brunhilde was completely unable to move.

She could only watch helplessly as Lin Jiu'an walked step by step with difficulty to her.

His face showed no anger or hatred at being killed, only the gentlest smile, as he reached out and embraced her.

"never mind."

The voice of a dying person, extremely weak, carried a warm breath that seemed to be mixed with the scent of blood.

"never mind."

Brunhilde stood there, stunned.

She let Lin Jiu'an hug her, holding her in his arms like a child, letting her head rest on his chest, gently stroking her long hair, and she was already in tears.

the first time.

She had experienced love that was so intense it bordered on madness.

But, so gentle, willing to be killed by herself to alleviate her own pain, she still gently embraced her "love".

"It's all over," Lin Jiu'an said with a soft smile, his voice growing weaker and weaker.

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully put "Brynhildr" into the "Primitive Corruption" state. You have been awarded the "Primal Rune".]

"no no!"

Seemingly sensing Lin Jiu'an's impending death, Brunhilde panicked.

She sheathed her spear and hugged Lin Jiu'an tightly, completely ignoring Sigurd, who had just driven her to the brink of madness.

Sigurd is feeling very conflicted right now.

Even though he also deeply loved Brunhill, he was shocked by Lin Jiu'an's act of directly running into the line of fire.

Sigurd wanted to prove his "love" for Brunhilde and was not afraid of death, but if he died, there would be no "love" left. Moreover, as the Servant summoned by Morgan, he also had an obligation to obtain the Holy Grail for Morgan.

But soon.

The two of them were seen embracing each other tightly.

Seeing Brunhilde holding Lin Jiu'an and crying in a panic.

A flicker of emotion flickered in Sigurd's usually calm eyes.

As Sigurd's gaze was fixed on Lin Jiu'an, he suddenly noticed a dark substance mixed with blood flowing from the wound on Lin Jiu'an's back.

Chaotic, corrupt, and evil.

Sigurd's pupils suddenly contracted, and in an instant he seemed to understand everything.

"Brünnhilde."

Sigurd raised his hand and grasped the sword, then walked toward the two who were tightly embracing: "Let him go."

Brunhilde didn't know why.

With Lin Jiu'an in her arms, the "curse" had no effect even as Sigurd approached. However, this allowed her to use her Valkyrie rationality and her far more abundant emotions than any other woman to think.

"What are you going to do, Sigurd?"

“He is the original sin beast that destroyed the world, and I must kill him.”

"beast?"

Upon hearing this, Brunhilde immediately sensed the evil and depraved aura emanating from Lin Jiu'an.

The beast of original sin.

As a Heroic Spirit, she naturally understood that the moment she stepped into Valhalla, the long history and all the necessary knowledge, whether strong or weak, would flood her mind, making her realize that it was a major threat that could threaten the entire history of humanity, and that it had to be eliminated.

but...

What does this have to do with her?

Brunhilde only knew that he was willing to be killed by her so that she would not suffer!

Brunhilde only knew that she loved him!

The culprit who drove him to such madness, Sigurd, kept preventing him from killing others under the guise of doing what was best for him, and even stopped him from protecting the Reikoku family's Servants, all while trying to seize the Holy Grail himself!

If Lin Jiu'an hadn't set a high bar for her, she wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with what Sigurd was doing.

Serving one master and doing one thing.

However, without comparison, there is no harm.

Lin Jiu'an was willing to die for me, what about you?

Not only do you not want to be killed by me, you even want a man who is willing to die for me!

Brunhilde stared coldly at Sigurd, raised her hand and made a grasping motion, and the spear reappeared in her hand.

'I won't allow you to hurt him!'

Without having to say it aloud, Sigurd understood what she meant.

Therefore, Sigurd felt anger.