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

"I thought you were just a young girl who had placed all her hopes on me and had a distorted understanding of me, but I took it for granted. In some ways, Solawu, we are really alike."

A tiny bit of help that even the person involved would ignore would be regarded as salvation by someone who is about to drown in suffering.

"But Solawu, infatuation and self-satisfaction are only between the thoughts of others."

Hearing the voice, Solaw instinctively turned his head to look at the speaker, but found that the White Knight turned his head, and the smile on his face gradually faded, his expression became more serious than ever before, and he lowered his head to Solaw for the first time:

"Master, thank you. I am so sorry that I cannot return your feelings. Also, I apologize for what I said to you before."

It was the first time he saw such a serious expression on Menechel's face. He was unable to react for a moment. When Solau came to his senses and wanted to say something, he heard Menechel continue, "From now on, I will assist you wholeheartedly. I will do my best, including my life, to win the Holy Grail for you."

Solau was about to reply but her mind suddenly stopped. She heard something else in Minachel's words. Minachel did not continue speaking, so the atmosphere calmed down.

"Wait, Lancer, you..." Solau hesitated, and said uncertainly, "You've never thought about winning the final victory, have you?"

The answer she got was a silent but affirmative nod.

She received the most unacceptable answer without any deception but also without any tactfulness - if it was Sorawu who had only looked at the world superficially from her ivory tower before, she would have definitely lost her mind, but now she felt relieved that it was just as she expected.

She suppressed her complicated emotions and raised her head. She saw Minachel's eyes suddenly become evasive, and she couldn't help but chuckle: "Lancer, if we win in the end, what wish will you make?"

Menechel's eyes were slightly moved for a moment, but he still said stubbornly: "I seem to have said that I don't have any wishes for the Holy Grail, but don't worry, even so, I will try my best."

It can be seen that Minechel was really feeling guilty at this moment. In the past, Minechel would never have said so much to her.

This feeling of indebtedness is so deceptive.

——This won’t do. If this continues, the First Knight will be easily manipulated by others.

Thinking of this, Solawo tried to persuade him in a coaxing tone: "But if the time comes, you have to say something, otherwise it will be a waste."

"Then... I hope that the past me can be more restrained - even if I want to set a target for the king, I should also consider a way out for myself."

Solau couldn't help but look at Menechel in surprise. It was hard to believe that such words came out of Menechel's mouth. Both the starting point and the style were too simple.

"What a surprise! It turns out that the First Knight also has moments of regret."

She thought Lancer's wish was to travel back in time and destroy the letter he had seen in his dream.

"I don't regret it, but... I feel a little regretful. There's nothing I can do about it. I guess everyone will go from being an ambitious young man to a bored middle-aged man, right?"

His tone suddenly became deep, as if he was recalling something.

"Really?" Solau showed an ambiguous smile on his face: "I suddenly became interested in your past, Lancer."

I just said that a while ago.

——I was at fault in this matter, but I hate people asking about my past.

This was the correct answer, but Solau heard another answer:

"Okay, I'll tell you, as much as I can."

See, it’s really easy to deceive.

Solawu smiled, but being so gullible would not bring him happiness.

It's bad. I have no idea how this stomachache situation of Solaw will end.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 132 King Arthur and Altria

The color of dusk shining through the treetops makes people feel particularly comfortable.

At Irisviel's request, Altria did not choose to drive as she did when she came here, but instead stayed by Irisviel's side and walked slowly forward.

On both sides were woods that were becoming increasingly dense as they approached the Einzbern Castle. While Altria listened to the chirping of insects, her feet were busy sweeping the dust on the road.

In Camelot, there are no bugs at this time of year, and the road should be covered with a thin layer of fallen leaves.

Altria couldn't help but think that it seemed that Dongmu was still somewhat different from Camelot.

The strange feeling coming from the side brought Altria back to her senses from her concentration on "kicking the dust". She turned her head slightly and saw a pair of red pupils that were slightly narrowed because of a smile.

For a moment, it was as if I was in a dream, unable to distinguish reality.

"What's wrong, Saber?"

"No, it's nothing, Irisviel."

If you look closely, you can see that Menechel's eyes are much darker than Irisviel's, and closer to the color of sunset glow than ruby.

"It looks like you're having a great time today, Saber."

"Goo...Hmm..."

As if a small animal whose stamina was pinched, it whimpered softly. After coming to its senses, Altria's body gradually stiffened. She took a few steps forward with her hands and feet, and her pace gradually slowed down until she finally stopped completely.

Ahhh...what I did just now was so childish!

"It was my fault, but Irisviel wasted a day because of me!"

Although Artoria tried very hard to keep a straight face, the blush that quickly rose to her ears did not cooperate with her icy face. Under Artoria's almost pleading gaze, Irisviel very considerately skipped the previous topic.

Altria heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. She quickly adjusted her facial expression, turning herself back into the serious and cold king. However, it didn't last long before that icy face was broken by Irisviel's words:

"But Saber was unexpectedly bold today. I thought that kind of behavior in public would only be done after marriage..."

"Irisviel!"

Irisviel chuckled and distanced herself from Altria, but Altria did not chase after her and cover her mouth.

Irisviel turned around with some confusion, and saw that Altria, who had just looked so elated as if she had obtained some rare treasure, now looked devastated.

"I don't know." Altria finally uttered a word. Her expression was no longer as lively as before. It was the same face, but it showed two completely different styles: "It's like my body has lost control. When I thought about Menachere...you might leave, my body acted before my reason."

"Now that I think about it, I was really mean. I probably wanted to keep him by my side in this way... King Arthur doesn't understand human nature. This is a very appropriate description."

Stubborn, obstinate, even stubborn, he confirmed his position in Minashel's heart over and over again.

Irisviel watched this scene quietly. She felt a little reluctant but said as if she had finally confirmed something: "Saber, don't you understand already?"

"Hey?"

"It is precisely because I understand Lancer's feelings for me and how pure those feelings are that I am extremely concerned about whether I can match his feelings and doubt whether my feelings are equally pure."

Altria looked at Irisviel, who looked so beautiful that her age was almost unrecognizable, with some surprise. Irisviel smiled proudly at Altria, "Since I was created, I have been learning about the emotions between people. Even my attainments in magic cannot compare to this aspect."

Artoria's eyes widened, and she immediately looked at Irisviel with reverent eyes, as if she were a master. Such a change made Irisviel laugh secretly.

“But, Saber, you can only rely on yourself in this regard—”

"Get down! Irisviel!"

Artoria protected Irisviel's head with one hand and threw her to the ground. A black shadow quickly brushed past Artoria's golden hair, and the flying hair scattered around.

"Om-"

In the surrounding forest, an indescribable buzzing sound finally overwhelmed the occasional chirping of insects. A small piece of black fog, or rather a black cloud composed of too many densely packed tiny flying objects, slowly rose up from around the two people.

The tiny creatures that had been ignored by Altria due to their low magic power now swarmed in from all directions.

Altria was instantly covered with a layer of knight's light armor, and the invisible king's sword was held in her hand. The Wind King's barrier spread outward, easily isolating the swarm of insects outside the storm.

The flying insects were driven away by the wind blade and could not get close to the two of them, but Artoria did not dare to be careless, her eyes were fixed on one direction.

There, amid the buzzing sound of flying insects flapping their thin wings, the squeaking sound of heavy objects stepping on rotten leaves came closer and closer from far away.

Like the soft sound of bones rubbing against each other, the two figures slowly moved forward one after the other under the wrapping of the insect fog.

Arturia shook the sword in her hand, and a murderous intent burst out of her eyes, pointing directly at the figure that had just appeared.

"Mato Dirty Inkstone!"

During the battle to subjugate Caster in the Mion River, it was unknown what kind of cooperation this old man in front of him had reached with Emiya Kiritsugu, which resulted in him having to take action at the last moment, and the giant sea monster transformed by Caster still slaughtered the innocent citizens around.

But why bring a child with you?

At this time, Irisviel's warning came belatedly: "Be careful, Saber! There is something wrong with this child's magic circuit!"

The distorted circuit, which seemed to be supported by the magic power of more than a hundred people, made Irisviel feel unprecedented fear. The magic circuit on this child was like a reformed person, almost all of which were grafted.

Altria immediately put away her contempt and faced the two of them with a cautious attitude.

“Fufufufufu, Saber, don’t make that expression.” An inexplicable gleam of light flashed from Matou Zouken’s eyes, which were almost slits away: “I’m here to fulfill my promise.”

"This is the granddaughter of my Jiantong family. Thanks to you guys, otherwise it would have taken a lot of effort to bring her out." Saying this, Jiantong Zouyan showed the small figure curled up in a ball in his hands , her gaze turned to Irisviel: "She also has the same ability as you, madam, so you can understand, madam?"

“You mean—” Irisviel was stunned, the expression on her face changed from dull to complicated and finally became pale but firm: “No, Kiritsugu would not do such a thing.”

No matter how much Emiya Kiritsugu desires happiness, he will definitely not make such a move by dragging irrelevant people into the vortex of certain death.

"Cooperate with Saber and be the first to eliminate Lancer or Rider from the group. I can also give the Holy Grail to Einzbern. Just let me hold the Holy Grail." Matou Zouken recounted the covenant between himself and Emiya Kiritsugu bit by bit.

“But now, Berserker has left.” Irisviel said coldly as if to supplement Matou Zouken: “The alliance between you and Kiritsugu has been annulled. There is no need for you to come here again.”

“But I’m here to fulfill my promise to hold the Holy Grail.” Matou Zouken’s unpleasant voice was tinged with a hint of laughter: “If I hadn’t come, [it] would have definitely caused a big commotion on the streets.”

There was a flash of fire, followed by a gunshot. The bullet bypassed the dense branches and leaves, shot out from an unknown corner, and flew straight into the forehead of Zouken Matou, fulfilling the wish of the lurker in the shadows.

Matou Zouken's head was raised high, and his whole body fell backwards like a broken sack.

This volume has entered the final stage of

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 133: Unsolvable Final Prelude

Om-!

The dense, breath-suffocating vibrations drowned out the sound of a body falling to the ground. Matou Zouken's body quickly disintegrated, turning into tiny black insects that flew straight towards the trembling Matou Sakura.

The imagined scene of blood splashing did not happen.

The swarm of insects surrounded the girl, and finally she opened her mouth due to lack of oxygen, and then a horrific scene unfolded.

Irisviel covered her mouth, feeling nauseous.

The flying insects were frantically drilling into the girl's mouth and nose, and the girl, who originally gave people a quiet feeling, kept twitching.

The second bullet arrived first, attempting to nip the disaster in the bud, but a ribbon-like tentacle of unknown color sprang out from under the girl, knocking the bullet off its original trajectory. More and more tentacles spread out and wrapped around Sakura Matou's body in the opposite direction.

The gunshots startled the two dazed people, and Altria pulled Irisviel back a few steps.

She seemed to hear something whispering in her ears, and she couldn't make out the content, but Altria instinctively sensed that something was wrong. She felt an unprecedented sense of crisis from the girl.

Ping raised the sword in his hand, and the Wind King's barrier whizzed towards the girl as he swung the sword, but the whistling wind blade disappeared into thin air like a drop in the ocean.

No, it wasn't that it disappeared into thin air - Artoria was shocked to find that her attack seemed to have been assimilated by the opponent.

The black silk ribbon wrapped around Sakura Matou's entire body. The girl's petite body was stretched and twisted, transforming into "some other creature".

"—!"

The part that could be considered as eyes moved slowly, and finally met Artoria's eyes.

A shudder suddenly surged into her heart, and Artoria immediately spread out her magic power. The next moment, two unknown tentacles leaped up and broke through Artoria's magic layer.

"Varied--"

Swinging the sword to cut off the tentacles wrapped around her ankles, Artoria put one arm around Irisviel's waist and used the other hand to hold the sword and attack the black unknown creature.

But the tall and thin black figure slid away like a loach and easily avoided Altria's sword skills.

More and more tentacles rose from the ground, and this iconic scene made Altria's heart sink.

"Caster? No, not really." Using the royal sword in her hand to block the tentacles' advance, Altria lured the opponent towards the Einzbern barrier. Her eyes were sharp. "But it doesn't matter whether you are a human or a Servant now."

The wind blade flashed by, but was once again absorbed by the black unknown creature.

The slender figure followed Altria all the way as if it had accepted her provocation, and finally the scattered storm broke the defense line formed by the tentacles. Altria exerted force with her feet again but was entangled by the tentacles that emerged quickly.

Only then did Altria notice that not only in front of her, behind her, but even the ground around her was covered with twisting tentacles.

Ignoring the entanglement of these tiny creatures, Altria gathered her magic power at her feet, and with the help of the tentacles and feet, she broke free from the restraints and leaped up and landed on the tree.

Altria frowned slightly. This guy was a little more difficult to deal with than she had imagined.

The tentacles could not reach the tree trunk - this seemed to be good news, but before Altria could put Irisviel down to rest for a while, she saw that the tentacles that originally covered the entire forest quickly decayed and rotted, turning into a black fluid that was exactly the same as the unknown creature standing in the center.

The black fluid twisted and entangled, and the branches and leaves of the trees quickly turned yellow and withered. Artoria's face sank, and she once again hugged Irisviel's waist and jumped up.

But at the moment of landing, the ground was instantly filled with black, forcing Altria to jump up again.