My mother's love song

Morgan nodded.

“That magician has been dead for about five days, and his appearance has long been unrecognizable.

The body was purple, covered with corpse spots, incontinent, and began to emit a strong stench. If I had arrived two days later, the neighbors might have discovered it and called the police. "

Perhaps recalling the horrific state of the corpse, Morgan's cold face revealed a hint of disgust.

"That's indeed the man you're looking for.

I brought back his Command Seal for the time being and processed it a bit."

Morgan snapped his fingers, and a slender and pale right hand appeared on the coffee table with a green light.

The back of this hand, which was beautiful enough to make someone boki, had the red command seal clearly engraved on it.

"... He actually left behind a Command Seal. Does that mean he wasn't killed by the other magi who participated in the battle?"

That's true. If there really is someone who can open his third eye and kill Ryunosuke right now, doesn't that mean there are other time travelers besides himself?

Although he was extremely shocked, Rhodes quickly regained his composure and began to think.

"Caster, what was the cause of Uryu Ryunosuke's death?"

"The cause of death was that his internal organs, bone marrow, brain, and magic circuits were burned alive from the inside.

If it weren’t for someone from the mysterious side, they wouldn’t be able to do this, so it couldn’t be done by an ordinary person…it must be done by a follower.”

"Burn alive from the inside?"

Rod was totally confused. Could it be a servant he didn't know who did it?

Why would a Servant kill his Master?

Was it an act of justice that he performed because he knew about Ryunosuke Uzumaki's evil deeds?

No, there is something more important than this.

Rhodes raised his head and looked at Caster's face.

Morgan, who had just finished reporting on her work, was slightly opening her red lips, breathing gently, blowing over the smoking black tea.

"...What's wrong?" Miss Witch asked without raising her head.

"..."

Rhodes stood up from the sofa wordlessly and looked around the room.

"Caster, thank you for the hard work at the beginning. You did a good job, but there is a slight flaw."

When the boy said this in a condescending tone, Morgan's delicate eyebrows frowned in displeasure.

"flaw?"

"Yes, flaws." Rhodes nodded, "Morgan, you are too confident in yourself.

Even if you are the most outstanding Heroic Spirit, your abilities are limited to magic and brains. You must know that our opponents in the Holy Grail War are all superhumans who have studied to the pinnacle in all aspects. "

"Ah."

Caster's white right hand, which was gripping the handle of the teacup, was shaking as he lost his composure.

I'm working so hard outside, and you just stay at home and mess around with other women. Why do you have to criticize me without any reason?

A nameless fire burst out in the witch's chest. She called her master by his name and said, "Rod, what do you want to say?"

"You're being followed, Caster."

"……Why?"

However, just as she was thinking carefully about what Rhode meant, a murderous aura suddenly attacked her from behind.

Morgan turned her head subconsciously, and a delicate pale hand pressed against her face.

There was a dull sound in the room.

While Morgan was lost in shock, Rod suddenly pushed her down and fell on top of her.

Rhodes looked Morgan's face from top to bottom and said expressionlessly.

"Don't make this mistake again next time."

The hand that had been pressing on Caster's face was now pressing on the back of his head.

"…Zabaniya…"

The next moment, bang

The face of the extremely beautiful boy suddenly became deformed and distorted.

Rhodes' head exploded like a watermelon being hit hard, and the spurting brain matter dyed Morgan's shaking vision red.

“…Rod!!!”

Chapter 034: Crazy Witch and Beast Boy

The red, turbid room, which was littered with blood plasma and human body fragments, was completely silent.

Assassin, wrapped in a black robe, stood in the darkness.

He watched expressionlessly every move of the woman who survived because the boy blocked the knife.

The noble silver hair was dyed blood red, and the luxurious robe was covered with pieces of flesh.

Caster lay on the devastated floor, straddling the boy who was completely empty from the shoulders up.

"Rod... Hey, Rod... Don't die... Speak to me... Speak..."

She screamed his name and scrawled her hands on the floor.

She held the shattered skull and brain in her hands and gathered them above the shoulders of the headless boy.

"...I will kill you. I will definitely kill you...you bitch..."

While cursing the enemy behind him, he focused on injecting magic power into the gathered pieces of flesh and brain matter.

"I'll open your skull and pour hot oil into it, cut off your hands and feet and crush them, dig out your uterus and feed it to pigs... Kill you, bitch..."

That guy is already a corpse, what are you doing?

Assassin thought, "I don't understand why." This is something that only a heretic magician could do.

"crazy"

Her judgment was not wrong.

Morgan has gone mad.

The complete resurrection of the dead is a realm that even the five great laws cannot reach.

Even a top-ranked magus like Morgan would never be able to do this, and she should be fully aware of this.

However, Morgan, like a madman, abandoned his enemies and tried to revive the Master with magic.

"…Why is it not working? Why is my magic not working…Am I not the King of Britain who is mysteriously loved?!"

Morgan le Fay, a British princess with three personalities at the same time, has a very high berserker aptitude.

Her spirit is both strong and extremely fragile.

Although she has a mental toughness that is almost paranoid, on the other hand, she can also fall into extreme madness after her defenses are broken.

like now

Recently, some men I liked have died foolishly in order to protect themselves.

"This shouldn't be the case..."

The five slender and beautiful fingers sank deeply into the floor, twisting and deforming, scratching and bleeding.

“No, no ...

Caster, with disheveled hair and wide eyes, kept chanting meaningless spells.

Looking at the scene before him that looked like a cult ritual, Assassin looked at the crazy witch lying on the ground with a look of pity.

Poor fellow who has been led astray by blasphemous practices, now I will free you.

Thinking of this, she uttered powerful spiritual words again.

"...Delusional heart sound [Zabaniya]..."

Gurgle! A creepy and strange sound was heard in the room.

A red arm pierced through the black robe on Assassin's back, shot out, and attacked Morgan's defenseless back at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

Success, Assassin thought calmly.

Morgan, as a Caster, obviously had no ability to resist the magic of the curse, and immersed in madness, she was unaware of the approaching death.

However, just as the girl's red third hand was about to touch Morgan's back

The headless corpse on the ground suddenly raised his hand, reached around Morgan's waist, and tightly grasped the red curse wrist.

"...?"

Before he could comprehend what was happening, the assassin's body flew up into the air.

Swish!

Rhodes, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly shook his wrist and threw the phantom limb to the side!

With his cursed wrist grasped and unable to move, Assassin was pulled by the huge centrifugal force and his body was smashed heavily into the wall.

“…Ahem…Ha!”

Letting out a painful groan, the black-robed girl was buried in the rubble like a rag.

……

……

……

If you just calm down and think about it, you will understand that it is impossible for Rhodes to die from a mere fatal injury.

To Beast, the human body is nothing more than a vessel projected by magic.

Although his thinking was interrupted for a moment when his brain was blown away, Rhodes' soul and spirit quickly adapted to the headless body.

It was precisely because of this that Rhodes blocked the attack originally launched against Morgan for him.

Having said that, Morgan's reaction was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations.

No matter how I think about it, I won't die, right? She should know my strength best.

I thought Morgan would be a calmer person.

I felt a little embarrassed and didn't know when to stop pretending to be dead.

Rhodes wanted to scratch the back of his head, but when he raised his arm, he found that his shoulders were empty.

"…Rod?"

Morgan's face was streaked with tears, and she stared at him with her mouth half open.

The headless Rhodes threw away the cursed wrist that he had broken, held Morgan's arm, and slowly stood up.

"I'm fine. I'm still alive."

After hearing the long-lost Master's voice in his mind, Morgan seemed to have lost his strength and knelt on the ground.

Holding down her rapidly rising and falling chest, she confirmed again and again with concern.

"Are you... still alive, Rhodes? Do you still remember who you are?"

""

What responded to her was not words, but Rhodes' head that quickly regenerated from the broken jaw.

Bones, teeth, muscles, nerves, and eyeballs were entangled around the neck layer by layer, as if a time reversal button had been pressed.

In just a few seconds, Rhodes grew a brand new head.

"I am Rhodes, the Master of Caster Morgan."

With a frivolous smile, he looked at the speechless witch sitting next to him.