The Endless Shuttle

"Garna, I won."

Rope gently placed the spear in Garner's hand.

The "Savior of Salvation" disappeared, and Garna, who had lost its support, exhausted the last trace of strength in his arm, and did not fall down with the spear in his hand.

"Thanks..."

"Warriors should hold their weapons tightly even at the end. This is my tribute to your strength in the final battle."

Rope said seriously, the son of God is indeed worthy of his respect.

"Ah, it's my honor to get your praise from Indratian..."

Garna sighed, with the blood on the corner of his mouth, there is a kind of free and easy unique to heroes.

"However, it is a shame that giving up the defensive desperate blow did not hurt you."

"you did it."

Rope opened his neckline, and a small and regenerating wound was engraved below his collarbone near his heart.

With the "A"-level muscle strength, coupled with the release of magic power and the spear technique granted by the gods, Garna actually wounded Rope in the sudden attack after the treasure was swayed.

"Insufficient magic power, the treasure is lost in four ways. Even so, it still penetrates my steel body. You are not ashamed of your hero's name, Garna."

"...Please don't say that."

Garna shook his head.

"You are not fighting me with all your strength. I was not lucky enough to see that sacred beast and the storm that obscured the sky... I can only say that in essence, my strength is not enough to challenge you."

"...This is my own judgment."

Rope closed his eyes.

Even in a hurry, the Demon King did not use his abundant power to trample on the dignity of the warrior.

Because that was not only a contempt for a noble hero, but also an insult to the blood of the Nephelis he carried.

"Ah……"

Garner laughed.

The crack pierced by the "salvation sword" in his chest is expanding.

"It looks like the time is coming," Garner said.

"My Master, please. Your Majesty Indra, please don't be too harsh on that little girl... Corroded by fear, she may just be longing for a peace of mind..."

"Yeah. I will."

"Ah...Although I did not realize the wish for the Master, but it was able to end the relationship with Arjuna, and it would be worthwhile to fight King Arthur and you in the end. Sure enough, it was the right choice to respond to the call at the beginning. The excitement carried by the second life did not disappoint me..."

Garna's voice became lower and lower, until it was inaudible at the end.

——The Phantom has an end after all.

When that short remnant comes to an end, it is at dusk and sunset.

The figure of the son of the sun **** turned from reality to emptiness, and gradually disappeared between heaven and earth.

Decompose, dissipate, the end after the defeat of the follower.

Rope kept watching Garna's exit, until Brahmastra, the treasure of the Son of God, was also annihilated like golden sands before he turned and left and walked down the mountain.

The light of the sun wheel dissipated like smoke.

——

On the dilapidated street, Rope walked alone.

It didn't take much time to come back here from the burnt mountain, and he could even see the group of people with Nero's hint of magic wandering in confusion in the streets and alleys. Waiting for the magic effect of the tyrant to dissipate, 80% of them are hopeless before dawn.

Stepping into the deserted house, the crimson empress has been sitting on the sofa waiting for a long time.

Beside her, Loreliya woke up from a coma, and sat down on another sofa with a sad expression. Even Ropey's arrival just glanced at him and did not do extra movements. It seemed that he hadn't been engraved from the family magic yet. Break free from the shadow of destruction.

"Did Qing solve Lancer?"

"Hmm. Where's your side?"

Nero leaned languidly on the sofa and pointed to the ceiling.

"Second floor." She said: "The little girl with two pony tails is also with Lancer's Master. I didn't expect them to be sisters..."

"Sakura is also my sister."

"Oh, is that short purple hair called Ying...Huh?!"

Nero reacted to Luo Pei's words, and Bi Tong looked at the black-haired young man in surprise.

The person in front of her has the identity of a god.

And the sister of the gods--

Rope saw the question in Nero's eyes and explained with a smile.

"Where did you think of it? Rin is blood related to Sakura, and I am her elder brother."

"...This way, it's no wonder Qing didn't let Yu hurt her."

Nero nodded as if understanding.

As long as it doesn't come from where the "Goddess Lord" comes from, it's easy to say anything. Nero, who has suffered a great loss from the gods once, doesn't want to eat it again.

Although the strength of the purple-haired girl was insignificant and far less exaggerated than Rope, she kept using some "magic" unheard of even Nero in the process of arrest, which was unexpectedly a headache.

"What is Qing's next plan? According to Qing, Lancer's curtain call is equivalent to entering the final stage of the Holy Grail War, right?"

At that time, the conversation between Rope and Rin, the blonde girl was listening to her ears without fail.

Rope did not answer directly, but waved his hand tiredly and walked towards the house.

"When I return to the station, I will explain to you in detail... You and Lorelei will wait for me for a while, it won't take long."

"it is good."

The stairs leading to the second floor are on the innermost side of the dwelling.