I will attack in the second dimension as a heroic spirit

"Turn over, my heart."

Tentacle-like branches emerged from the void.

This is the son of Einnashe. Now the son of Einnashe is extremely hungry, and the spawn of high-level dead apostles swarms towards the Mystic Eye collection train.

Just when it was about to be surrounded by branches.

"Yes, it's time to fight back."

El-Melloi II slowly raised the crystal ball in his right hand and clenched his left hand in front of his chest.

The movement of his right hand paused at the highest point for a moment, and then El-Melloi II smashed it suddenly.

The pseudo-Command Spell shone with dazzling light, and a huge amount of magic power surged out.

Several strands of hair could be vaguely seen in the clenched left hand.

"Gray, please."

Faker swung the reins, driving the chariot in a graceful arc in the air, and rushed towards El-Melloi II.

"Run for it—"

Before he could finish his words, a hot, dry whirlwind roared up.

Although we were in the forest at night, a hot wind blew as if it came from the desert.

The hot wind eroded the surrounding environment, and then the sun rose in the night.

The scorching sun hung above everyone's heads, the sky was clear, the touch of sand under their feet felt incredibly real, and the endless desert appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing this familiar scene, Faker, who was releasing his Noble Phantasm, couldn't help but stop.

"...How is it possible...This belongs to my king..."

“Hehe…hahahaha…”

El-Melloi II laughed heartily, as something heavy in his chest was released.

Faker stared silently at the figures gradually appearing around him.

"Faker, what's unfolded here isn't that king's Noble Phantasm."

El-Melloi II spoke like a narrator.

"With the help of that Lady, I simply brought to light the aspect of the King's Army that I witnessed during the Holy Grail War."

"So here." His left hand reached into his pocket, and the fake Command Seals on it had already turned to ashes and drifted away with the wind. "It's all fake (Faker)."

Jian held the hat on his head, also a little surprised.

Are you willing to smash the crystal ball?

Are you willing to shatter your dream of having the person you dream about?

As the figure of the red-haired king gradually emerged beside El-Melloi II.

El-Melloi II suddenly yelled "Gray!"

Faker came to his senses and turned his head suddenly. The gray-haired girl had already raised the holy spear.

"Seal Thirteen released—Decision starts!"

Shining in the Rhongomyniad, the anchor forged to maintain the world, was once shackled with power-limiting shackles, the Thirteen Seals.

The original Holy Lance will only be released if multiple honors and missions are achieved.

Seven resolutions are required for complete liberation.

"This is a fight for survival." - Admit it, Kai.

"This is to fight against those who are stronger than yourself." - Admit it, Bedivere.

"This is a war that is not against humanity." — Gaheris admitted.

"This is a fight for the truth." - Admit it, Agfan.

"This is, do not make war with the elves." - Admit it, Lancelot.

The wedge of light standing at the end of the world appears before the king who is searching for the end of the world.

Faker swung the reins again, and the chariot trampled the void again.

No, I can’t catch up.

Faker stared at Gray with wide eyes, a look of forced nobility showing.

But the next moment when Faker used the magic eye, an obscene dress flashed in her sight.

The magic eye that was supposed to be working was distracted by the formal attire.

"Hahahahaha." Hatteras, who was watching this scene, laughed happily. "Aren't all the methods used against us targeted?"

The magic is boiling and the light is shining.

"Holy Spear, pull out the anchor."

Shout at the top of your lungs and roar with all your might.

"Shine on (Rhongo)——"

"—Myniad—!"

A torrent of light rushed out and shot into the night sky.

The Hecatic Wheel also disappeared in the torrent.

The deployment of the inherent barrier requires a huge amount of magic power.

The land that the King of Conquerors had once trampled on only lasted for a moment before slowly dissipating.

The night embraced everyone like an illusory dream.

The gravel under my feet gradually disappeared, and the roof of the Magic Eye Collection Train gradually came into view.

"Hahaha."

El-Melloi II lowered his head and chuckled, then staggered over to the king.

The inherent barrier was originally used as a trick, and now his magic circuit has been overloaded.

The right hand that once held the true Command Seal trembled as it raised up and slowly struck the dissipating Iskandar.

"I have avenged my death on your loyal subject, another you."

"...Rider..."

The king drifted away with the wind.

The next moment, the master and disciple fell down at the same time, but they fell on the bed.

Tired Gray poured into the water mirror.

At the moment the king disappeared, she seemed to hear a bold and upright laughter.

"Good job, boy."

Chapter 24: The Echo of the Holy Sword's Distant Dream

"awesome!"

I didn't expect such a surprise.

Jian closed the magic book with satisfaction and casually cut off the branches that extended from the surrounding area.

The persistence of a warrior, the determination of the weak.

These are the biggest surprises in the story.

Ash nodded happily and looked at the branches around him.

But there is still a hungry child.

The warriors went to rest, and it was the witch's turn to take action.

"So..."

The moonlight suddenly disappeared.

"Water Mirror, maximum expansion!"

The water mirror unfolded from above the ash tree, gradually eroding the sky.

The water mirror, which seemed to be able to cover the entire world, contained the Demon Eye Collection Train and the surrounding children of Einnashe within it.

A white light flashed, and the magic book dissipated like foam. The next moment, it turned into a sword formation that half covered Jian.

The body gradually rises.

As if sensing the threat, the Son of Fuhailin's branch-like tentacles surrounded the ash tree in the air.

Olga Marie, who was preparing for a big magic trick, suddenly looked out the window.

The silvery moonlight has been replaced by the azure light of the water.

The surrounding forest disappeared, replaced by a bubbling bottom.

"In the name of the fairies of Paradise, let us show you a bright future!"

Jian's figure gradually disappeared in the water mirror.

"The distant dream echo of the holy sword (Memory of Londiniu)——!"

In an instant, the light shone brightly.

Countless weapons fell, breaking the branches stretched out by the Son of Fu Hailin one by one.

In an instant, only the bare core of Fu Hailin's son remained on the battlefield.

The next moment, the falling weapons dissipated like mist and gathered into a burning beam of light.

The core of Fuhailin's son was wailing in the center of the light column.

"It ended peacefully."

It should still be able to run, I even avoided the train on purpose.

Ash put away his wand and looked at the Magic Eye Collection Train.

Then he found a silver-haired loli standing by the car window, looking at him with her mouth wide open in shock.

He waved to him, turned and entered the water mirror, and the next moment he appeared in El-Melloi II's room.

Sweet dreams, both of you.

Looking at the master and disciple who were sleeping soundly in bed, Jian gave them his sincere blessings.

--split line--

After returning to the Clock Tower, this incident was defined as an internal conflict among the Dead Apostles.

What a joy.

Gray and El-Melloi II, who had been unconscious due to the over-activation of their magic circuits, had already woken up.

It would be more accurate to say that he fell asleep out of exhaustion rather than being unconscious.

And now...

"Cape in place, hat in place, staff in place! Ash, attack!"

Pulling Olga Marie who was peeking outside, Ash rushed into the celebration of Sfen's promotion to Pride.

"Wow, what are you doing?" Olga Marie screamed in panic.

"Oh oh oh! The freshmen are so impressive!" Flatt on the side was not to be outdone and pulled others to join in.

El-Melloi II's stomach was in good condition for a rare occasion, and he was drinking with Lanis.

"Come on, be brave." Pushing Olga Marie behind him in front of El-Melloi II, Ash took a glass of wine from Trimmau and stood next to Gray.