My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 99 The Will of Heroic Spirits

"Your body is entrusted to me, and my fate is entrusted to your sword. If you are willing to follow the reliance of the Holy Grail and obey this principle, then you shall do so!"

For the Servants, this is an all-too-familiar phrase——from the sound of such prayers, they descended from the Throne of Heroes independent of time, and once again brandished their weapons to fight.

"Suoyue..." Saber's blue eyes widened slightly, and Lancer also calmed down from the endless resentment, realizing the possibility of his own survival.

Was it because of Shuo Yue's extraordinary strength that they couldn't help but regard this young man with golden eyes as a servant?

Why didn't they think that Shuoyue herself is also a Master!

"Lancer, please hurry up!" Before Diarmuid could speak, Saber persuaded him more anxiously than him.

Logically speaking, as competitors to each other, Saber should just sit back and watch or even prevent Lancer from renewing the contract with the Master.

But looking at those unwavering blue eyes, anyone can easily read the will of this young knight.

Please survive, Lancer.

It has nothing to do with position, right or wrong, it's just that fellow knights don't want to see another knight suffer such a miserable ending.

The chants continued.

"Obey me, entrust my life to your sword!"

Finally, Lancer took a step forward, pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, and responded regardless of the blood flowing from his chest:

"In the name of Lancer Diarmuid, accept this contract!"

At the moment of responding, the golden particles floating around Diarmuid suddenly gathered together, re-condensing his form.

Saber, who was watching all this from the side, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and put away the sword in her hand.

The order issued by Emiya Kiritsugu was only to "stop Lancer's pursuit". Now that Lancer has found a new master and has no reason to fight, the best choice is to retreat.

However, a straight yellow magic gun stood horizontally and blocked her.

"...Lancer?"

"We still have to fight, Saber."

With a last nostalgic glance at the dead Kenneth, Diarmuid turned his head and looked at Shuoyue with an apologetic expression on his face.

"I understand. They will be properly buried afterwards." Shuo Yue nodded.

"Thank you, Your Excellency Shuoyue, and, sorry."

Lancer, who was always being chased by tragedy, stood upright and said something that surprised everyone:

"After the battle with Saber is over, no matter what the result is, I will not leave this factory."

Not going out of this factory.

This also means that Lancer Diarmuid already has the will to die.

"Hmm!" Saber's expression faltered for a moment, and Shuoyue closed her eyes helplessly after being dazed for a moment, and her tone became low.

"You should understand why I contracted you."

"Sorry, I have sworn since I came down that the gun in my hand is only wielded by the lord."

"Aren't you going to hunt down your enemy?"

"Isn't it the most appropriate strategy to secretly kill the master while the servants are in battle?" The spearman showed a bitter smile, "Perhaps, this is no longer the era when knights can gallop as much as they want."

"Aren't you afraid that I will make you commit suicide in a fit of anger?"

"No, Lord Shuoyue, I believe you will not do this."

"I see...then it's up to you."

——Heroic Spirits have their own will.

He had already declared this in Warehouse Street, so when the heroic spirit's resistance fell on him, Shuo Yue could only swallow the bitter fruit silently.

In order to get Diarmuid, he carefully calculated this play, and even the most experienced Emiya Kiritsugu was willing to be a pawn in his hand, but a wise man is always cautious, and there is bound to be a mistake.

Shuoyue did not expect that Diarmuid's loyalty was so firm that even the reason for revenge was not enough to make him commit himself to the second master.

Obviously, in the original book, Solau was recognized by Lancer, but now it seems that it is also because of the relationship between her and Kenneth...

The young man's golden eyes flickered, and he walked towards the auditorium again.

Not getting Lancer... It's a big loss, but not a decisive factor.

It's just that in the future, it's inevitable that I will have to squander my few lives—it's even possible that I won't last until the end.

It's too late to regret it now, so put on the attitude of a loser, accept the defeat honestly, and witness the final demise of a hero.

Shuo Yue cheered up and turned her gaze forward again.

On the battlefield, gunpowder reappeared, and the blond swordsman and the handsome spearman reassembled their stances, and the third round of deathmatch began——

"This time, no one will disturb your decisive battle."

The young man's golden eyes were bright, and when he tapped with his fingertips, circles of magic power spread out.

"I said!"

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"Suoyue seems very disappointed." Saber held the sword, looked at the young man's leaving back, and suddenly said.

"I know." Lancer held two guns, his expression unwavering, "But I have already sworn that I will never give my loyalty to anyone except my Lord Kenneth."

"…Sorry, Lancer."

"Apologizing is unnecessary, Saber, your noble spirit still inspires me." Lancer naturally knew what Saber meant, and at the moment of the decisive battle, he showed a relieved smile instead.

"I am now a knight without a master. I should have fallen into eternal sleep with an unforgivable sin—the reason why I am still standing here is because I still have an agreement with you."

Holding the two guns, Lancer seemed to spread his wings, displaying his best tactics.

After losing everything and abandoning everything, all Diarmuid Audina has is his spear skills that have almost reached the realm of the gods, and the dignity of chivalry that has persisted until now:

"Come on, King of Knights, give me the ending that chivalry deserves!"

Facing Lancer who was determined to die, Saber closed her eyes, then opened her firm eyes and raised her dazzling holy sword.

As the King of Knights, she is obliged to grant this loyal warrior relief.

"Then let my sword answer you, Lancer!"

The wind pressure swept across, and the sword light tore apart the sky and the earth.

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Emiya Kiritsugu found himself unable to get out.

Electronic communications have been disrupted, and the factory's gates are marked by magical splicing.

Just one step, and the next moment he was back on the other side of the factory.

Destruction was out of the question, he had come in haste with only a few guns, and the sound of firing would probably startle an enraged Lancer.

After turning around a few times in vain, Emiya Kiritsugu simply hid in a secluded place, released the familiar to replace his eyes and ears.

The bat with the camera fluttered its wings and was crushed to pieces not far away.

Wearing a kimono, the harmless young man threw the corpse aside, wiped his hands, and there was no smile in his golden eyes.

"Hello, Kiritsugu."

He said.

"I'm here to find you."

　Just to put it bluntly, there is an exam on the 25th~30th... If I haven’t saved the manuscript, can I ask for leave? Is it possible? It must be possible T﹏T.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)