I, Madoka Kaname, am just a Kamen Rider passing by

"Am I being a little too cruel, Nero?"

"Player, I want to remind you of one thing. This is a battlefield."

"Ahahaha, you actually taught me a lesson. Sorry, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Under Nero's puzzled gaze, Li Lin picked up the body of Liudao Lingxia.

"You, what are you doing, player?"

"I can't understand how painful it is for an abandoned child because I have never been abandoned. It's as ridiculous as a healthy person telling a terminally ill person to be optimistic."

Feeling the heaviness of life between his hands, Li Lin looked towards the flawless moonlight outside the window.

"Maybe you think I'm being hypocritical, but I know how a mother wants to protect her child."

Li Lin glanced at the dagger that fell on the ground and shook his head.

"The greatest thing in the world is flawless maternal love. Therefore, I will pay the highest respect to this mother and take her back to England to reunite her with Jack."

Since Jack is the hatred of countless unborn children in London, it would be best to send Liudao Lingxia, the mother, there so that they can be reunited. Instead of abandoning her body in this foreign country, it is better to let her take it back. Even if she can't do it, she can just ask Shizijie to do it.

Chapter 47 Atalanta: A Lion, Not a Cat

Fire will eventually go out.

The remaining flames dotted the dark night sky like stars, and scattered with the wind, and the hem of the pink-haired girl's clothes swayed with the wind.

But this is neither the end of the Age of Fire nor the beginning of the Age of the Deep Sea. The magnificent power that influences the world has not descended here.

It is just a simple phenomenon based on the laws of physics.

Running out of fuel, that's all, not a big deal. After all, this is the Type-Moon world, and only the mysteries and humans will perish. Even if the planet enters "death", it does not mean that the planet itself will disappear.

Li Lin held the small bottle containing the ashes of Sixth Director Lingxia, and it was hard to describe. Without affecting the movement, Li Lin could only take these, and the rest could only be buried on the spot.

She took another life, but for some reason, she did not feel any regret or remorse, as if all this was just a trivial matter.

"Player. What are you doing?"

Looking at Li Lin who put away the bottle of ashes and prayed with his hands clasped together, Nero showed a puzzled expression.

Don't pray to God, isn't that what you said?

Nero thought so.

"I am offering them my blessing, hoping that they can rest in peace. If they want to pray or talk, I am willing to be a listener."

Jack the Ripper, commonly known as his daughter, was one of the five servants of Li Lin, the master of Chaldea.

In fact, she has basically filled up most of the servants, except for the European emperor limited servants who exceed her ability limit. Don't ask her where she got so much spare money. If it were anyone, if they didn't consider getting married and having children, they could at least save a million in savings.

But games are games, reality is reality, and Li Lin will never let the feelings she once placed on the game shake her faith, because she has found her own light, illuminating the light of hope in the deep and endless abyss.

In her opinion, the same is true for Liu Dao Lingxia and Jack the Ripper.

"Happiness doesn't only exist under the shining sun. For her, like a certain girl, at the end of the six paths, at the bottom of the dark world, being illuminated by the ghost fire of hell is also a kind of happiness."

The night ends and the day dawns.

As the words fell, the rising sun slowly passed over the shoulders of the mountains.

"With this, Jack's matter has come to an end."

After pinching out the cigarette butt that was about to burn his fingers, Li Lin gathered his magic power on the cigarette butt at his fingertips under Nero's confused gaze, and then shot the cigarette butt towards a tree.

The enhanced magic and the cursed bullets from the Nordic magic system were cleverly combined, and the seemingly understated attack had a power that was no less powerful than an anti-armor sniper rifle bullet.

At this time, the archer hidden in the shadow of the tree branch pulled the bowstring without hesitation. The curse bullet and the arrow deviated from their original trajectories after colliding in the air, and then left a palm-sized hole on the ground next to them.

"Get out of here. I've been aware of your presence since the beginning."

"Hmph. You really have no mercy at all, Master of the Servant who violated the rules."

As the words fell, a figure jumped down from the treetops. She shook her head and shook off the leaves stuck to her hair and cat ears.

"Oh? I thought it was someone else, but it turned out to be Ta-meow!"

For some reason, Atalanta always felt that the way the other Master stared at her was a little subtle. When she noticed this, beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead.

Does this guy want to beat me up?!

Recalling what Karna had said, Atalanta, who knew her companion would not lie, panicked. Although she was one of the best hunters in Greek mythology, she was still no match for Karna. Since he was a guy that even Karna found difficult to deal with, it was natural that she could not defeat him.

The most important thing is that this guy is a Master, not a Servant!

Are all magicians these days monsters?! What happened to the mysteriousness that was supposed to fade away? Even if this guy was in Atalanta's lifetime, when the gods still walked the earth, he would still be a powerful being capable of wrestling with the gods of Olympus.

"My name is Atalanta, not Ta-meow."

Atalanta corrected her own name indifferently while nimbly dodging the pink-haired ball that was eager to attack her ears and tail.

"The priest of the church asked me to bring you a message... Hey! I'm a lion! Not a cat! Take back the dried fish in your hand!"

Looking at the pink-haired girl who put the dried fish back into her pocket with a look of regret, Atalanta almost got angry. To be exact, her tail was already standing up, but it was not visible from Li Lin and Nero's angle.

Atalanta silently told herself that she could just endure it, after all, she would be the one who would suffer if a fight really broke out. She also had the desire to entrust her to the Holy Grail, so she didn't want to be eliminated because of some insignificant personal feelings.

"What he wants to ask is why you didn't go to the church as agreed. He had already let the Magician Association know."

"Hey? Nero, is this true?"

"Hmm? Player, even if you ask me, I can't remember it clearly."

Looking at Li Lin who winked at him, Nero understood what he meant and asked back with a "confused" look on his face.

"Forget it. Since I failed to convey it before, why don't you come with me now? The priest has something to tell you."

Seeing Li Lin winking and making faces to convey information to Nero, Atalanta couldn't help but sigh.

"Is it something important?"

"Very important."

"How important? Is it as important as the Flower of Olympus, Red Saber?"

"It's very important! I don't know who the Red Saber you're referring to is, but the priest wants to have a meeting with you! That's all he asked me to convey. I'm just a messenger, don't ask me about this kind of thing!"

She squeezed out these words almost through gritted teeth, and Atalanta showed signs of slightly bristling.

"Well. He is sincere enough to send you, Archer, on this trip."

Li Lin stared at Atalanta for a while and then nodded.

"Then I will lead the way..."

"Wait a minute, you lead the way? Why?"

Li Lin raised his hand and stopped Atalanta who was about to take action.

"Of course, I'm going to the church to see Father Kotomine."

Atalanta replied as a matter of course.

"Wait, did you misunderstand something? Being sincere is one thing, but whether I go or not is another. Look, I am a magician of the El-Melloi family in the Clock Tower. I am different from those unaffiliated magicians. I think it is inappropriate to be so close to the Holy Church! Yes, it is inappropriate!"

As Li Lin said this, an upside-down cross with winged snakes wrapped around it slipped out from her collar.

Chapter 48 Exists Only in Memories

"In summary, the magician rejected your invitation, Father." Atalanta leaned against the pillar, folded her hands in front of her chest, and shook her cat ears. "It's obvious that they didn't take you seriously. After all, she is a magician who has the ability to beat Black Saber and is on the front line of the battlefield. Compared with my Master who hides behind the scenes, I admire her a little. So it's normal for her to have some temper. I'm afraid they have their own ideas."

It would have been better if Li Lin hadn't always treated Atalanta, a lion, as a cat and dangled dried fish in front of her.

Kneeling in front of the cross with his eyes closed in prayer, Amakusa just listened quietly to Atalanta's report.

The afterglow of the early morning sun penetrated the glazed stained glass, and brilliant spots of light slanted and woven onto the young priest's vestments.

After a long time, after finishing his morning prayer, Amakusa Shiro stood up and slowly turned around, revealing a helpless and hearty smile, and then let out a long sigh.

"It doesn't matter. It seems that they seem to have their own ideas, but this will not prevent us from winning the final victory."

It seemed that because of the precedent of Lion Jie and Mordred, Amakusa didn't care much about Li Lin.

In Amakusa's opinion, there is a limit to how powerful an individual can be. With only two servants and a master who is as strong as the servants, it is just a small setback for three people. Even if the three of them join forces, they will definitely not be able to defeat the trump card prepared by Amakusa.

People cannot shoot down a war fortress flying in the sky. This is the source of Amakusa's confidence. Secondly, if he did something wrong, why didn't God punish him? Obviously, God supports him. All the enemies that stand in front of Amakusa are trials given by God to sharpen the devout believers.

A large part of Amakusa's confidence comes from here.

The Floating Garden of Vanity - The Noble Phantasm held by the Red Assassin, the oldest poisoner, the Empress Semiramis of Assyria, is a strategic Noble Phantasm that rivals the original Titan of Black Caster and is enough to overturn the entire battle situation.

The Hanging Gardens of Babylon. In fact, Semiramis has nothing to do with the Hanging Gardens of Babylon. However, it was established as a treasure by taking advantage of the belief of many people who misunderstood it.

Since it was not Semiramis who built the Hanging Gardens in history, it was named "Vanity". Therefore, the activation conditions of the treasure are quite strict and cannot be manifested through magic. A certain amount of wood, stone, minerals, plants and water from the place where Semiramis lived during his lifetime (the ruins near Baghdad, the capital of Iraq) must be collected and combined, and then Semiramis will hold a long ceremony to turn the fantasy into reality to complete this treasure.

In short, the cost of the materials needed must be enough to buy a small country. On the other hand, the more money you spend, the stronger the mystery will be, and the stronger the garden will be, so in order to obtain the Holy Grail, you should challenge it with the intention of going bankrupt. This is how Semiramis defended himself to Amakusa.

As one of the "companions", Atalanta nodded in understanding.

Although she knew that the assassin's Noble Phantasm was the key to victory, it did not prevent Atalanta from hating him. Not only her, but probably other Servants also had the same idea. After all, all the Servants as companions were keenly aware that what she needed was just the disgusting idea of ​​"heartless servant".

"And one more thing."

Atalanta's tail swung back and forth. She seemed to have thought of something and looked at Amakusa with hesitation.

"But it doesn't matter."

Confused, Amakusa tilted his head and made a gesture of invitation.

However, the words that Atalanta blurted out the next moment changed the expression of the young priest with a kind smile.

"The Master named Li Lin had an inverted cross with winged snakes wrapped around it on her body. I saw it slip out of her collar with my own eyes."

The cross with a "snake" wrapped around it was seen as a "provocation" to God, while the winged serpent was a symbol of "Satan".

If magicians were considered heretics in the eyes of the Holy Church, then Li Lin, who wore an inverted cross with winged snakes wrapped around it, was a heretic among heretics, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he deserved to be burned at the stake a hundred times.

Well, the prerequisite is that these people have to be able to burn the first-stage cobra.

If we use the term "chuunibyou" to describe it.

——This is the enemy of God.

......

"The Winged Serpent's Reverse Cross... Hmm! Player, this decoration of yours is very much to my taste!"

For the Romans who believed in their ancestors and Greek mythology, anyone who opposed Christianity was a friend, especially this Um Monster, who was the pioneer in advocating that Rome should oppose Christianity.

And to be honest, during Nero's reign, few people in Rome believed in that stuff.

"Ah? You mean this thing? It was given to me by a friend. I wear it all the time as a souvenir, that's all."

Li Lin turned the cross over and if he looked closely he would find a line of small words engraved in Japanese on it.

"Happy birthday, store manager! --The most handsome cartoonist in Tiangong City, presented by Honjo Niya!"

If you ignore the following paragraph, the cross itself is pretty good.

Li Lin stroked the text with a wry smile. She seemed to feel the residual warmth left by Erya's hands on the cross when she was carving the words.

Originally, it was planned to be given to Li Lin and Xiao Yuan on their birthdays in 2018 after everything was over, but the perceptive Erya noticed that Li Lin wanted to erase everything, including but not limited to Erya's memories. In the end, after Erya and Li Lin had a showdown, Erya promised not to tell anyone about this and gave the cross to Li Lin.

It has been two years since Li Lin left the Battle World. She doesn't know how the former "elves" are doing over there, but she firmly believes that the girls who have found their own lives will surely open up a bright future. Of course, this also includes poor Miss Gokawa Shiori who needs to take care of Tohka.

"A gift from a friend?"

"Yes, it was given to me by an incompetent, erotic nun friend whose head is full of adult 18R incomplete content."

Having said that, Li Lin couldn't stop smiling.

The time spent with the elves and the memories left behind are treasures that Li Lin should cherish forever.

"Oh? There is such an interesting nun in this world?! If possible, I really want to meet her!"

Perhaps Nero regarded Erya described by Li Lin as a performance artist who satirized the church, and he seemed to have a very high opinion of Erya.

"Well......"

However, Nero's wish is likely to be dashed.