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Therefore, the entire world combined wouldn't even be enough to defeat a single Servant, so why should they be elevated to Heroic Spirits?

This doesn't mean mass-energy is conserved.

"No, no, no, shouldn't the key question be whether or not the God of Music is dead?"

"What kind of 'God of Amusement' is this? Please call him Your Majesty, the King of Cinder!" (in a booming voice)

"They're definitely playing around. They survived a direct confrontation with the strongest illusionist, so what's a mere Mystic Eyes of Death Perception?"

"The King of Cinder is awesome—(voice cracks)!!"

Without a doubt, the most dazzling character in this battle was Rother, the Lord of Cinder, who was the villain.

Overwhelming power, effortlessly bringing down even the most powerful Servants who had come together to their knees.

Even the invincible Uncle B was hit with rice, and one punch blew through three lives.

Their invincible charm is something I admire and like more the more I admire them.

Even if you don't admire strength, do you like the alien Megatron?

Do you like a comfortable life with a standard eight-hour workday, including a two-hour lunch break, full pay, strict adherence to holidays, benefits, year-end bonus, and more?

In fact, that salary king's demands were not high at all. He only wanted to strictly abide by labor laws, pay wages at the level they were due, and truly achieve equality of personhood, rather than being treated as inferior.

what?

Gilgamesh said that without levels and the cold wind, humanity would stagnate?

Let's just throw away the garbage. When life gets better, people only want it to be better. Higher incomes mean more money to spend, and that's when money starts to circulate.

A safe environment and equal treatment make people more willing to spend.

Damn you, cold wind!

Furthermore, they are happy to remain stagnant.

Otherwise, if you live a miserable life, why would you care about your descendants?

Sorry, if you do this, this will be the last generation.

"Ahem, to be honest, when Saber's Holy Sword was unsealed, it pierced through the atmosphere and vaporized Titans in one strike, I was really scared."

The black cat had a strange expression on its face and said in a low voice, "But even the Holy Sword withstood it, and then there was a wave of Spirit Origin Collapse, dissipating into a stream of particles. I think Lezi God was probably just putting on an act. After all... he's not a real Servant, he's a human, okay?"

Laugh to death.

Others may not know, but don't the witnesses know?

There is no Berserker Rose at all, only a member of the Matou family named "Matou Hakurei".

"Eh?"

Yinglili was stunned.

Yes.

It's not a true Servant, so how could it dissipate into a stream of particles? It would just be a corpse, right?

"Wow, so they were just playing around the whole time?"

A group of people suddenly realized.

"Wait a minute, so the world's destruction in the original timeline wasn't caused by the God of Music accidentally losing control and actually killing someone, which led to the world's destruction?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression also became strange.

Theoretically, there might not have been a group called Chaldea in history, or perhaps it was a completely different group...

Did the God of Joy lose his temper and accidentally destroy the world?

"Eh?"

Others were stunned.

.....

"The Saber-class servant that Mr. Matou had me ambush was Mordred?"

In the alley.

Lancelot, crouching in the darkness, changed his demeanor; his scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent, and violent arcs of electricity flickered within them.

Now that you've mentioned this, I'm no longer sleepy!

"Mr. Matou only said it was a suspicion, or it could be Merlin in disguise."

Reinhard reminded her.

Merlin is a hero of Camelot.

"indeed!"

Lancelot nodded seriously.

Reinhard: So, you really understand now, why your killing intent has intensified?

Lancelot grinned maliciously.

Mr. Matou had previously told him that the person lying in ambush was Mordred.

Suddenly, he, who had been somewhat resistant to the plot, was filled with enthusiasm.

That traitor who deserves to be torn to pieces, the culprit who caused Camelot's destruction, the bastard whose crimes were unforgivable.

Damn it.....

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's Merlin in disguise; he'll pretend he didn't notice...

Lancelot pulled up a lamppost, and crimson patterns spread out, transforming into a Noble Phantasm. He waved it and nodded in satisfaction.

Very good, very handy, it should be perfect for punching Merlin in the face.

What kind of class is Merlin? How dare he be ranked on the same level as the King?

Not a moment later.

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

coming!

A young girl was the first to appear in their sight.

Ouch~ How tragic.

However, with such a similar face and that middle-parted bangs, it really is Mordred (or Merlin)!

A dark aura climbed up his body, forming a heavy armor. Lancelot grinned maliciously, raised the street lamp, and, taking him by surprise, swung it over with a stick!

"Die, you traitor of Camelot—Mordred—!"

(Die, Merlin—!!!)

Volume 1: Chapter 130 Upon entering, I saw Ran brutally beating Saber.

"Lancelot? What's he up to?"

Within the field of view.

Many people on Earth are completely baffled.

Wasn't he lying in ambush on Merlin?

"Merlin has already been blasted to smithereens by the God of Music, he's just turned to dust, why are you still lying in ambush here?"

"Wait, isn't that Saber? Why is her bangs all burned? She looks like Merlin disguised as Mordred."

"That's not all, his head is deformed... wait, could it be...?"

.....

"who are you?"

Saber, who was protecting the front, sensed something, stopped in advance, and snorted coldly.

Then a burly man, at least 1.9 meters tall, wearing heavy black armor, jumped out and, without saying a word, swung a lamppost-shaped magic weapon and smashed it down on them.

Is he a magician?

Although it lacked the power of a Servant, supported by terrifying magical energy, it still tore through the air and drew out a sonic boom cloud to crash down.

"Master, watch out—!"

A despicable person.

They actually took advantage of my serious injuries to lure me into a sneak attack!

Saber drew her sword in a fit of rage, but staggered before she could barely lift the holy sword.

"Qiang——!"

With a terrifying burst of force, Saber fell to her knees with a thud, the street lamp, as thick as her head, embedded itself directly into the dent someone had punched into her head.

It fits perfectly, and it just so happens to be perfect.

moment.

A circular shockwave spread, a gale swept through, and the streets within a radius of more than ten meters sank and collapsed layer by layer.

It's not strong; normally, it wouldn't even be able to break through the defenses, but now...

Saber gritted her teeth, her body aching terribly, and she couldn't muster any strength.

Her ribs were almost completely shattered, her internal organs were mangled, and her brains were nearly smashed out. The fact that she was able to stand was due to her strong willpower, so as not to worry her Master.

Despicable and shameless. If it had been any later, or if the patient had recovered even a little, this would never have happened...

No, we have to stop this guy; Du is no match for him.

Saber roared inwardly: Body, move!

“May…, Mordred—!”

Seeing that "familiar" face, Lancelot became even more excited. He flicked up the streetlight and, amidst the exploding sonic boom, mercilessly hurled the other person into the sky.

Yes.

The person before me is definitely not the tyrannical and manic Mordred, so...

It's Merlin!

Since it was Merlin, Lancelot felt no embarrassment or psychological burden at all about bullying the injured.

When the stick struck him, he felt a strange sense of relief, as if every pore of his body was opening up and breathing.

This is a nightmare for people who do nothing all day but find amusement in others.

He suspected that this bastard had betrayed him and the queen.

Otherwise, why would Abdul Rahman bring so many round tables to block him?

Die to me!

It rose directly from the side of Merlin, who was being tossed high into the air, its heavily armored leg raised high, and then kicked Merlin hard in the abdomen, slamming him into the ground like a meteorite.

"Die, Mordred..."

轰然

A small mushroom cloud rose, and the airflow spread, washing over the walls on both sides of the street.

“I’m not…”

Saber shakily climbed up from the ruins, trying to explain.

But the next moment, a cold glint flashed in Lancelot's eyes, and he delivered a powerful flying kick to her face, silencing any further explanation he might give.

Of course I know you're not, but if you explain, how can I take the opportunity to report... a misunderstanding?

Suddenly.

Lancelot transformed into lightning, flashing across the sky, kicking Saber around like a ball. The thought that this was Merlin filled him with exhilaration and immense pleasure.

The guilt and regret that had accumulated in his heart seemed to have faded a little.

So he got even more excited and focused intently on Merlin's face, punching it relentlessly.