I'm a druid in Type Moon

But opposite Lancelot, Artoria didn't think so.

As the souls of the four heroes fell into the Holy Grail, the real Holy Grail began to descend with the small Holy Grail as the anchor. I'm afraid that as long as one more hero leaves the stage, the Holy Grail will be able to truly reveal itself.

Although the rules state that one must wait until the final winner emerges before obtaining the Holy Grail, no one knows whether the Holy Grail can "reserve" wishes.

In fact, the Holy Grail does not have such a hard and fast rule. Whether it is Emiya Kiritsugu in the Fourth War, Illya in the Fifth War, or Amakusa Shiro Tokisada in the parallel universe, none of them have the right to make a wish after the Holy Grail is fully revealed.

As to whether this is an original mechanism of the Holy Grail War or a backdoor opened by the three major families for themselves, no one knows.

All in all, Altria believed that she was only one step away from realizing her wish.

"Just, get through this door!"

Altria's eyes became more determined. In this world filled with true ether, she was able to skip some of the restrictions of the Holy Grail War.

"Qiang!"

The holy swords collided again, and the powerful force shocked Lancelot so much that he could not help but take two steps back. This scene has appeared countless times before. The attributes of both sides are comparable, and this kind of scene of both sides losing has appeared many times. If I guessed correctly, the king should be adjusting now.

Lancelot thought so and acted in this way. Perhaps he was used to such a battle without killing intent, or perhaps Lancelot had never thought of such a situation. In short, when Lancelot raised his head, he saw a dazzling light.

[Sword of Promised Victory]

There was no long chanting, no need for long-term accumulation of power. King Arthur raised his holy sword and recited the true name of the treasure.

The light of ideals shone again, but this time it did not have the might of the battle against Caster. In the final analysis, this was just a trick that Altria had come up with during her constant battles, which was to squeeze her body, skip the time for charging and chanting, and inject a large amount of magic power in an instant, thereby stimulating the power of the Sword of Promised Victory to the minimum extent.

But as a price, the attack power was greatly reduced. Although it was still within the range of anti-city treasures, it was only at the bottom level.

The End of Ideals: Chapter 117: The Loyal Knight

"I didn't expect there was such a trick!"

Lancelot was hit head-on by the Sword of Promised Victory and was knocked flying, crashing into the gate of Ryudo Temple, and his armor was shattered into pieces.

Lancelot only felt that his strong body seemed to be torn into pieces. If it were not for the power of the Command Spell that forcibly kept him alive, he would probably have been eliminated after this blow.

"I have never demonstrated this strike before you!"

Altria took a few deep breaths, her hands trembling. Such a huge burst of magic power in a short period of time was a huge burden even for Altria who possessed the Red Dragon Heart. If it weren't for this environment that was comparable to the Age of Gods, Altria probably wouldn't dare to take such a risk.

In fact, Altria felt that the current environment even surpassed the era when she was alive, and was more like the real Age of Gods that Merlin had told her about.

　Xiao;' said: Group 79';7554:'17;:2 "Indeed, you never used this move when we were sparring before!"

In fact, a big part of the reason why Lancelot lost was because he was too familiar with Altria, or more precisely, he was too familiar with King Arthur. Before joining the Knights of the Round Table, he had fought with King Arthur, and both won and lost (King Arthur did not have a scabbard).

After joining the Knights of the Round Table, Lancelot fought with every Knight of the Round Table and saw them fighting with King Arthur. It can be said that Lancelot knew King Arthur's fighting methods very well. Of course, the same was true for King Arthur.

But Lancelot ignored the impact of the environment. The environment of the Age of Gods did not have much impact on Lancelot. Because Lancelot never thought of using the Indestructible Lake Light as a treasure against others.

After struggling for a few times and finally making sure that he had no more fighting power, Lancelot simply lay down in the ruins and looked up at the high sky. When they were not paying attention, the battle above the sky became more intense, and by the time Lancelot discovered this, the winner had already been decided.

The world turned upside down in an instant. Except for Mount Enzo which remained unchanged as before, the rest of the place returned from the primeval forest to its original appearance of Fuyuki City.

"Did the two decide the winner? Who won? Lin En?"

Altria also noticed the change in the environment and asked with some concern. Even if she was on the opposite side of Lin En, she didn't want Lin En to lose to anyone.

But after seeing Archer's devastating attack, even Artoria lost confidence in Lynn. In Artoria's memory, Lynn did not have the strength to resist such a blow.

In fact, when he was in Britain, Lynn's fighting ability was not high. At least many people in the Knights of the Round Table were stronger than Lynn. Of course, this refers to direct combat. At that time, Lynn was a very traditional magician. His swordsmanship could only be said to be excellent, but he could not compare with the strongest knights of that era.

In Altria's mind, Linn has always been a knight who is a younger brother who needs to be taken care of. Even Kai thinks so.

When Artoria saw Lynn a thousand years later, she saw the shadow of Merlin in Lynn. It was a very special feeling, like having seen too many things and being indifferent to everything.

But that feeling only lasted for a moment, and when Lynn looked at her, the feeling disappeared.

Altria's real change of opinion about Lynn's strength was when they were fighting against Caster outside the Einzbern Castle. When Lynn's eyes turned golden, Altria felt as if Merlin was standing in front of her.

After Lancelot realized that his contract had not disappeared, he knew who would win. So he didn't even think about getting up, and said with a smile:

"Lin En won. I didn't expect that. I was ready to cover you."

"Sir Lancelot!"

Altria was stunned for a moment before she frowned and asked the original question.

"Why are you standing in my way? Can't you acknowledge me as king?"

Lancelot smiled and said firmly:

"No, that's not the case. King Arthur, you are the only king I recognize."

Altria's frown deepened.

"Then why?"

Lancelot closed his eyes, his thoughts going back to that afternoon, when he first learned the king's true identity and the emotions he felt.

"Because you are the only king I recognize. Therefore, I have every confidence that even if it happens again, the Sword of the King will choose you as the Chosen King of Britain."

"In that case, you who pursue your ideals will surely ascend the throne again and dedicate everything you have to Britain!"

Altria was a little confused.

"Isn't this great? If I could do it again, I would definitely be able to find a happier ending! An ending that would make everyone smile."

Altria has such confidence.

"But oh, King Arthur!"

Lancelot remembered the answer he got when he questioned the magician.

"The ending you want to see does not include yourself!"

This is why Lancelot stood here, not to seek redemption, he was already in hell. Not to seek relief, he was willing to bear this shame until the end of his life.

He just felt sorry that even in the end, even if he risked everything, he was unable to save his best friend.

When he knew the truth, was the one he pitied and loved really the princess?

No one knows the answer except Lancelot.

Lancelot finally opened his eyes and looked at King Arthur, whose cheeks were wet with sweat and looked exhausted.

"Although I didn't get to see the end, dying under your sword can be considered as a way to make up for my regrets!"

Only then did Lancelot's body slowly begin to become illusory. The power of the Command Spell could keep him alive, but with his soul core already shattered, he couldn't hold on for much longer.

"Lancelot."

Altria was horrified and rushed forward to check on his condition.

Even if the Sword of Promised Victory is released to the lowest degree, it is still a well-deserved anti-city treasure. Lancelot does not have any defensive treasures, and his body is only at the level of a mortal. At most, he has the blessing of fairies because he was raised by fairies. But the blessing of fairies cannot block the light of the Sword of Promised Victory.

As for the armor on his body that looks extremely extraordinary, it actually has the power to hide his identity.

The End of Ideal: Chapter 118: Berserker, Lancelot, exits.

Lancelot took a deep breath, and his tense body gradually relaxed, falling into the arms of the Knight King. The body in his arms was so light that Saber held her breath. Lancelot's slowly disappearing body no longer had much physical weight.

"Although it was in this wrong form, I was able to lie in your majesty's arms in the end..."

The Knight on the Lake seemed to be half asleep and immersed in a dream, and he sighed quietly and said.

"I never thought that I would be held in the king's arms before I die, and that His Majesty would see me off... Haha, I am just like a loyal knight..."

"What are you talking about? You are a loyal knight who truly deserves the title!"

Altria said firmly that she had never denied this, even though Lancelot was considered the fuse of Britain's destruction.

Altria wanted to tell him: You are indeed a loyal knight. You dedicated your sword to the country and the king. I know this honor better than anyone else.

That is why I did not blame you at that time, because even though you committed a forbidden mistake, your kindness will never fade because of this sin.

I don't want to humiliate you, nor do I want to lose you. That's why I close my eyes and deny your sins.

"Really? That would be great!"

Lancelot smiled, as if he had been redeemed, and died contentedly.

Berserker, Lancelot, exit.

Except for Artoria Pendragon, who is a Saber, the other six servants have all left.

The souls of all six Servants fell into the Greater Holy Grail, filling it up and allowing the Holy Grail to truly manifest in the world.

FF2]贰8<5#7^0[7<5;0]FFF备庸群8749]9771}2老汉交琉86073⒏04^5

Feeling the call of the Holy Grail, Artoria no longer immersed herself in sorrow, and rushed in the direction of the magic fluctuations.

At this time, in the backyard of Enzosan, the figures of Emiya Kiritsugu and Kotomine Kirei could no longer be seen. It seemed as if a big hole had been broken in the sky, and thick black mud kept pouring out of it, forming a small lake in the yard in just a short while.

This was the scene that Altria saw when she arrived.

"Where's Kiritsugu?"

Altria was a little confused. The contract between her and Emiya Kiritsugu seemed to be separated by a world and became unclear.

"And what is this? Where is the Holy Grail?"

Because she didn't see the black mud pouring out of the Holy Grail, Altria didn't know that the hole in the sky was the manifestation of the Holy Grail. And the real Holy Grail has now appeared in front of someone.

......

What kind of person is Emiya Kiritsugu? In the eyes of most people who are not familiar with him, he is a dirty magician killer and a battlefield stray dog ​​without honor.

In Hisau Maiya's eyes, Emiya Kiritsugu is the only meaning of her life.

To Irisviel and Illya, Emiya Kiritsugu is a reliable husband and a gentle father.

And if Emiya Kiritsugu were to make his own evaluation.

"I just want to be a messenger of justice."

For the sake of justice, Kiritsugu Emiya can kill his infected childhood sweetheart and his father who is the culprit.

For the sake of justice, Kiritsugu Emiya can press the rocket button at the plane driven by his adoptive mother.

For the sake of justice, Kiritsugu Emiya can give up his good life, sacrifice his wife, and pursue the Almighty Cauldron.

And now, the Holy Grail was before him.

Dressed in strange black clothes and with a gentle and loving smile, his wife, Irisviel, was snuggling beside him.

"What is this place?"

Confused Emiya Kiritsugu asked the first question.

"Here is where your wish comes true. The inside of the... Holy Grail you have been seeking."

Irisviel answered with a cheerful smile. Kiritsugu was speechless and looked around.

The black mud was like a pulsating ocean.

Everywhere there were small hills of rotting corpses, slowly sinking into the sea of ​​black mud.

The sky was red, as red as blood. Amid the black mud and rain, the dark sun supported the sky.

The wind that blows through the air is a sound of curses and groans.

If I were to describe it with words, this place would be hell.

"You said this... is the Holy Grail?"

"Yes. But you don't have to be afraid, because this is like an illusory dream that has no entity yet, and is still waiting for the moment of birth to come."

The Holy Grail is merely manifesting now, and its true completion will have to wait until all seven servants have left.

Yes, that's right. If the Holy Grail is to be truly completed, the souls of seven servants are needed to pierce the hole leading to the "outside" of the world and open the door to the source.

The Holy Grail at that time was the real universal cauldron, because the winner could directly reach the source, and whether or not a wish could be made was beyond the power of the Holy Grail.

The unfinished Holy Grail can fulfill the wishes of most people and even distort reality, but it cannot interfere with the world itself. In short, it cannot reach the realm of the Five Great Laws.

“Come, please quickly give it a ‘form’. You are the one most qualified to give it a philosophy, Kiritsugu. Tell the Holy Grail your wish.”

The Holy Grail is longing to be born.

Emiya Kiritsugu realized this for some reason.

He said nothing, staring at the terrifying "hole".

Any normal human being with a normal brain would never tolerate what was inside, but why did Irisviel still smile as if nothing had happened? That’s right, what Kiritsugu found most strange was this smile.

“You’re not Irisviel, are you? If the Holy Grail is already prepared, Irisviel should no longer exist.”