The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

Raising the tip of his spear, Menechel parried Caster's tentacles and lifted the girl off the wall again.

Toosaka Rin, who had just escaped death, was unable to recover from the fear at that moment, and just stood there in a daze, allowing others to manipulate her body.

"Kid, there are your friends in there, right?"

As Toosaka Rin nodded stupidly, a hunched figure gradually emerged from the blood mist that had just exploded.

When the blood mist completely dissipated, the first thing that came into view was a pair of huge, lifeless eyes like a frog. Under the eyes, which almost occupied half of the face, was dry and withered skin. The disgusting magic power emanating from the body revealed the other party's identity.

"Caster."

This person who looked like he was not easy to get along with turned his eyes to meet Menachere's gaze, and spoke in a strange, chanting voice that gave goosebumps to people: "Are you the blasphemer who is also a God-forsaken person like me, Lancer?"

The confusing and enigmatic tone of his speech brought back some not-so-good memories for Minachell, and Toosaka Rin was obviously frightened by Caster's terrifying appearance, and subconsciously hid behind Minachell.

Reaching out to grab Toosaka Rin and protect the girl better behind him, Minachell, who barely understood the meaning of Caster's words, couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Caster's plan was the same as his, and he also came here to seek an alliance.

But he originally thought that Caster was portrayed as an indiscriminate killer who only attacked children as a deliberate act of the church, but judging from what Master Caster had done, his deeds did not seem to be groundless.

Seeing that Menachel didn't speak for a long time, Caster didn't get angry. He narrowed his eyes and smiled as kindly as possible, then he reached out and grabbed the girl closest to him.

Toosaka Rin clenched her hands suddenly. It was obvious that the target of Caster's attack was Toosaka Rin's target.

Then a golden light blocked the path of Caster's palm.

"Ah, it seems you know me." Minachell picked up Toosaka Rin with one hand and held the spear with the other hand. "Although I am also a scumbag who will do anything to win, compared to me, you seem to be more disgusting."

To be honest, just before Caster was about to grab the child, Menechel didn't want to have a conflict with Caster - this was seriously inconsistent with his usual slacking style, and might even attract the attention of Assassin hiding in the dark.

"That's it."

As Caster spoke, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and dark red flesh balls rolled down from his wide sleeves one after another onto the ground, and the moment they hit the ground, they squirmed and rushed towards the children around them.

Save or not?

Such a question only lingered in his mind for a moment before being thrown out of his mind. However, Menechel stepped forward as if he had not seen it and thrust the tip of his spear straight into Caster's throat.

One after another, slender tentacles emerged from Caster's collar, stacked up in front of the tip of the gun. Caster's body began to shake violently, as if something indescribable was about to disintegrate from this rotten flesh and blood.

The tentacles spread all the way up along the gun, trying to wrap up Minashel's entire body through his arms.

With a slight raise of his eyebrows, the spear in Menechel's hand suddenly lit up with a dusk-colored halo, and beams of white light burst out from the tip of the spear, directly breaking off all the tentacles wrapped around his arms.

Caster's body's expansion suddenly stopped, and then collapsed at an even more exaggerated scale.

At a certain moment, Caster's body expanded to its peak, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Not daring to slack off, Minachel covered Toosaka Rin's mouth and nose with one hand, and immediately pulled back.

When the blood mist completely dissipated, Caster and Ryunosuke Uryu disappeared without a trace, leaving only the children lying on the ground and twitching.

"Solawu."

He called softly, and a bird that was almost transparent slowly landed.

A human voice came from the bird's beak.

"Caster's magical response has completely disappeared."

In a sense, Caster's rather strange fighting style is more difficult to deal with than Archer.

After all, there are a bunch of burdens around, and it is impossible for Menachere to completely release the treasure without caring about them.

It's a pity that such a bastard survived.

Menechel's face was gloomy, but before he could do anything else, he heard a struggle sound from his hands.

When he lowered his head, he met Toosaka Rin's ashamed and angry eyes.

Although they are just children, it is extremely bad for them to remain in such an embarrassing state.

Putting Toosaka Rin down, in order to avoid embarrassment, Minachell spoke first:

"Now that the adventure is over, it's time for you to go home, little one."

After sending Toosaka Rin and the group of children away, Minachell felt that he needed to return to his position to prevent the enemy's decapitation attack.

So he turned his gaze to the police booth in the distance.

"Well, no matter what, I want to thank you..."

Toosaka Rin lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly. She reached out and pulled Minachell's finger. When Minachell lowered his head, Toosaka Rin's face was full of inquiry: "So, are you father's enemy?"

"Yes."

There was no need to hide it, and Minashel admitted it decisively.

"Well..." As she spoke, the girl showed a shy expression of evasion on her face. She hesitated for a moment before gritted her teeth and made up her mind: "Then please, if father fails, don't kill him, okay?"

It seemed that he was too tolerant, so the girl had the illusion that he was easy to talk to.

Thinking of this, Minachell reached out and touched Toosaka Rin's head, then half-knelt down and looked at the girl with his own eyes: "I'll try my best."

It was just a cheap promise, and he, Minashel, had no idea how many of them he had broken.

I'm in quarantine. I can try to update daily in the next few days.

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Chapter 112 The Mysterious Principle

On the way back to the base, the familiar rested on Menechel without saying a word, and Menechel himself was happy to be idle, enjoying this rare quietness.

However, Solawu is not a woman who can sit idle after all.

"Does Lancer value that girl? Even if she's the daughter of the Tousaka family, you'd let her go."

In the end, Solaw couldn't help but ask this question.

She allowed Menechel to do whatever he wanted, but that didn't mean she was completely confident in everything Menechel did.

In Solau's opinion, Minachell's initial plan to scare Toosaka Rin was perfect. If successful, it would have been very likely that Archer, a powerful opponent, would have been eliminated directly.

But such a perfect plan could not be carried out, and Minachell even had to leave a familiar bird to supervise Toosaka Rin getting into the police car.

Solau doesn't believe in chivalry. Neither the legendary Knight of Injustice nor Lancer, who has been strictly implementing the beheading plan in recent days, is as pedantic as Saber.

So, considering the different attitudes between Lancer and Rin, Solau had reason to speculate that Lancer was...

"Don't involve innocent people in war. Is this the rule of the Holy Grail ceremony?"

This was obviously a perfunctory answer. Lancer, who dared to attack the church, would never take the rules so seriously.

So the demon bird calmed down again.

Menechel glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and somehow he saw a strange look on that mechanical bird's face.

The heaviness that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time was released with a cold snort.

He thought he could be more mature, but when asked, he couldn't help feeling like he had to speak out.

"Although I am a scumbag who will do anything to achieve my goals, whether it's others or myself, they are just bargaining chips that can be traded."

"Is it [principle]? Never attack a child or something like that."

"more or less."

Although he wanted to tell Solaw the story about a certain girl, he ended up just speaking with relief.

He exerted force on his feet and jumped onto the viaduct with a wide view.

This main road, which was busy with traffic during the day, was now empty.

Rumbling thunder seemed to flash across the sky, but the starry night sky showed no sign of rain at all.

This abnormal sign immediately aroused Menechel's vigilance. On the viaduct, Menechel raised his head and squinted at the sky. Several familiars slowly flew up from his body and surrounded him.

Prepared for the worst, he was likely to be targeted by the enemy's attack at this time.

"Solawu, how is the situation over there?"

Put yourself in his shoes. If it were Menasheel who wanted to take action, there is a high probability that he would attack from both sides.

Even though Solaw has changed his base, it does not mean that he can sit back and relax, as the most annoying Assassin has not yet been completely eliminated.

"No enemy has been found yet."

After listening to the reply from one of the familiars, Menechel felt relieved. His casual clothes were gradually covered by a layer of silver-white armor.

He stood up straight and lowered his center of gravity to prevent the attack that could come at any time.

A thunderous sound accompanied by the clinking of iron hooves came closer and closer. Under Menechel's vigilant gaze, a chariot that seemed to have sped out of the mural slowly stopped in front of Menechel.

A chariot pulled by two dark blue bulls was suspended in the air in front of the viaduct. Inside the chariot were two figures with a very distinct height difference.

The explosive magic power that was about to overflow from the red-haired muscular man instantly focused everyone's attention on him. It was an oppression different from Caster's.

"Rider."

With such distinct features, you can tell the other person's job title without even thinking about it.

“It’s Lancer? I thought it was Archer.” Rider glanced at the spear that was gradually tightening in Menechel’s hand and waved his hand indifferently: “Although the church has issued a wanted notice for you, I don’t want to attack you tonight.”

“Idiot Rider, what are you saying…”

Weber, the short boy who had been ignored, suddenly raised his head. He almost danced with joy to protest, but before he could utter a word, he was forced into silence again by two looks.

Seeing Rider’s Master shrinking back behind Rider once again in fear, Menechel turned his gaze towards Rider.

Only then did Minechel notice Rider's attire. The white T-shirt with the words "Grand Strategy" printed on it, held up by his wide upper body, did not look like a normal combat outfit at all.

After calming down, Waver looked at Menechel again. He frowned as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he looked at the group of familiar birds surrounding Menechel.

Suddenly, Rider poked his head out as if he had thought of an interesting suggestion.

This defenseless posture made Menachel subconsciously tighten his grip on the gun, but he immediately loosened his grip and continued:

"But speaking of which, Lancer, I remember that you were once Saber's subject, right? So, are you interested in sitting in on the king's banquet?"

The King's Banquet?

Seeing Menachere’s obvious daze, Rider said with some pride:

"It is a rare opportunity to gather so many kings in this Holy Grail War. It would be a pity if we don't sit down and discuss the way of kingship. However, if the kings speak without the ministers listening, what difference is there between it and empty talk?"

King, that means Artoria will also participate - unlike the last hasty fight that was forced upon them, this meeting may be the first real conversation between him and Artoria after their death.

There was no way he would give up.

Minachell glanced at Waver and nodded in response to Rider's invitation.

"Do you need me to give you a ride?"

“No need.” He refused directly. After all, this chariot was Rider’s treasure, and he would not put his life in the hands of others.

"Then we'll meet again at the Einzbern castle."

There was another fierce roar, and Rider flew away again.

It seems like this guy is really just here to send out invitations.

"Lancer, are you really going?"

The familiar spoke, his words full of worry.

King, putting up such a label means that a certain Gilgamesh will also be involved. Not to mention the church's wanted list for Lancer, the personal grudge between Lancer and Archer alone means that this night talk will not be peaceful.

"Well, it's a pity that Archer's Master changed positions, otherwise tonight would be a rare opportunity."

It was clear that the situation that Minachel and Soraw were worried about was not the same.

Menechel was not only worried about not being able to assassinate Tōsaka Tokiomi, but was also worried that Caster, Assassin, and even Berserker, who had lost their sight, would attack Solau.

Then Minachell said, "So, Sorawu should stay with me on this operation."

"Hey?"

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Chapter 113 Betrayal in the Name of Loyalty