Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

That is the dazzling light that bears the hope of the people of the entire era, and a little girl who loves fantasy, just bears the shackles of the entire era.

"That too lofty ideal in her chest! Only the tears she left when she was dying were the sweetest!" The Hero King said so contentedly.

"Hmph, I really can't understand you, the oldest king of Babylon!" Rider stared at Gilgamesh with solemn eyes.

"Oh? Did you finally find it?" Gilgamesh laughed, no matter what, a Servant finally saw his brilliance.

"So, do you want to denounce all force now? Huh?"

"Haha! Although it is really good to do this, if the opponent is you, I don't have the strength now!"

Rider spoke out his current shortcomings indifferently, and then continued: "Of course, if you don't want to miss the opportunity, play now, and I'm happy to accompany you!"

"It's okay, Rider, just run away now! I won't be reconciled if I don't defeat you in a complete state!"

"It's not because of the damage caused by that mad dog?" Rider suddenly asked. He had already noticed that the Hero King was not as innocent as it appeared on the surface. He was still injured in the battle with Berserker.

Gilgamesh was silent, staring at him with murderous aura, "...It's so funny, Rider!" The murderous aura in the words was so clear.

"Huh! Let's decide the outcome next time! The victory of the two of us is where the victory on this battlefield belongs!" Rider asserted so, driving away in his chariot. For him, even if he admires Lancer, or disdains Saber, in his heart, the real opponent is actually only a hero king.

Gilgamesh did not speak any more and did not stop him, because for Gilgamesh, the dazzling hero was more of his concern. Staring at Saber, the thoughts of the hero king returned to the far end. .

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That was the time when the world was still unity, and that was when Gilgamesh ruled everything. There was a man who was built by the gods, he didn't know the heights of the sky, he angered the gods, and because of this, he was taken his life by the gods.

Before it disappeared, he burst into tears, why should he cry? The hero king asked puzzledly, did he finally regret it?

No, it's not like this--

After I die, who else can understand you, who else can walk with you? When I think that you will live alone in the future, I will not burst into tears!

He said so.

He swallowed his last breath. Only then did the King of Heroes realize that this man's way of life, as a human, tried to surpass the way of life of mankind. He is more precious than all his collections!

...

Back to the present, the Hero King can't think of that guy, Liang Yiluo, that guy who also tried to surpass everything. From this point of view, the two of them lived in a similar way...

"... But, for me, the only person in the world who understands me, the only friend, is you!" The golden light disappeared, but the hero king's thoughts gradually drifted away...

...

Yanfeng Qili walked quietly on the road, and the police cars and fire trucks whizzing by did not notice him.

The reason he came here should be to help his master, Tosaka Toshimi. Of course he saw Jian Tong Yanye running away.

Ma Tong Yanye, who was burned by the flames, was finally unconscious, but Yanfeng Qili did not kill him. The words of Archer and Liang Yiluo always echoed in his mind, which made him wonder how to do it.

Jian Tong Yanye’s injury was very serious. When Yanfeng Qili wanted to use emergency magic to heal, he found that his wound was healing strangely. There was no magic wave there. Yanfeng Qili was very puzzled. Power, but he didn't think much about it. He just brought the unconscious Jian Tong Yanye to the door of Jian Tong's house...

This behavior can be said to have completely betrayed Tosaka Toshimi and rescued the master's enemy.

On the way back, Yanfeng Qili was even more confused. He didn't know what to do. The heaviness of the heart makes him exhausted. He now feels that maybe, chatting with his father and telling his own truth, even if it disappoints him, it may bring new enlightenment to himself, right?

Thinking about this, he quickened his pace and moved towards the little church...

...

Yanfeng Qili is mental exhaustion, but for Yanfeng Rizheng, it is both physical and spiritual exhaustion. Caster has done too much trouble. As the overseer of the Holy Grail War, he has the right to and Obligation to resolve the consequences of this matter.

He was really busy, so busy that he didn't notice at all. In the dark part of the church, the figure walking by...

Liang Yiluo spent this night and did a lot of things that he had prepared for the future. Now, he has to do the last thing...

"Yan Feng Lizheng? Supervisor of the Holy Grail War?" The soft words floated in Yan Feng Lizheng's ear.

"Who!" Yan Fengli was shocked, for an old man, he couldn't stand such a shock.

"You are..." He turned his head and saw Liang Yiluo standing quietly behind him, but he didn't say his name.

"Didn't you know it a long time ago?" With a false smile, Liang Yiluo spoke softly.

But for Yan Feng Lizheng, it was a cold sweat. He naturally knew from the information of Liang Yiluo that this guy’s thinking was too weird, and Yan Feng Lizheng couldn’t understand it at all. Now, he came here, What is it for?

"God is fair, isn't it?" Liang Yiluo asked suddenly.

"Naturally, if you devoutly believe in God, God will naturally give you glory!" Yan Fengli didn't know what Liangyiluo meant, but the answer came out naturally.

Liang Yiluo took a few steps gently, and the sound of footsteps echoed between the churches, making the silent church lined with the light of candles, bringing a weirdness...

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished, right?" Liang Yiluo asked, still not thinking.

Yan Fengli frowned, didn't understand what he meant, but still nodded in reply.

Liang Yiluo's eyes suddenly cold, "Then, as the supervisor, you who should be fair, but selfishly helped the Tosaka family. You violated the doctrine of God!"

"You..." Yan Fengli stepped back in horror. He didn't know how Liang Yiluo knew about this kind of thing!

Liangyi pressed forward and continued: "God, there is no time to pay attention to you now, so how about letting me punish you for God?"

This rebellious speech made Yan Fengli angry. He is indeed a devout believer. His previous panic has disappeared. He was trying to say a few words righteously, but suddenly felt a pain in his body. The pain was not great, but he But I can feel the power and life in my body gradually passing away, and I don’t even have the strength to speak...

"...The punishment I can do is to give you a painless death!" Silently drew out the Kodachi named Devil May Cry, Yan Feng Lizheng's body also fell, but it was just as he said. , His knife didn't make Yan Fenglizheng have any struggle, without any pain... It was so easy, it disappeared...

It’s easy for people to know who caused the wound, but Liang Yiluo doesn’t care. Since he did it, he should bear all the consequences. It’s only when the benefits are big enough to do it. .

Since Yan Fengli is not fulfilling his responsibilities properly, then, in this war, he should have the consciousness of being found out of his sordid death...

Because this is war, and war always kills people...

He squatted down, opened Yan Feng Lizheng's sleeves, and swept away at random, blood-red flames burst out, burning quietly.

Yan Fengli is hiding the method of Lingshu, and the method of transplanting Lingshu is easily obtained by Liangyi. The power of this origin is indeed powerful, the kind of power that can analyze all things...

According to the method, Liang Yiluo transplanted all the magic spells onto his arm...

The densely packed Lingshu looked strange and contained endless mystery.

These spells were not used on Lancer, or even on the current Servants. Liang Yiluo felt the power in the dark to tell him that these spells would be useful in the future.

And the more powerful a person is, the more he believes in the unknown premonition that he is born.

The thing was done, Liang Yiluo just stood up and left the dim church without looking back...

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