Artoria the Big Liar

After a pause, Arthur continued: "Only those who have a strong desire in their hearts can be selected by the Holy Grail to become masters and servants. This is the same as the eighteen lords—most of the lords who went to fight against the overlord I just want to become another overlord. Therefore, this hastily formed alliance is just a bluff, and betrayal is the theme of this alliance. Even if I am temporarily disadvantaged, there will be no danger—tonight, except me, No Servant will release the Noble Phantasm."

"Then... Mordred...?"

"See what she means. If she really wants to stop me..." After a long pause, Arthur made a decision: "Then rule it out. Just pretend that she never had this child. Just pretend that she was killed when she was two years old." Bitten by a poisonous snake... that's probably what it feels like."

"Is...really going to this level?" I asked in disbelief.

"Maybe in her opinion, she participated in this Holy Grail War to help me? However, judging from the results, when the servant she summoned was that person, she had already severed the kinship relationship in fact. It's already..." Her smile was quite bitter, but she kept looking at me, as if it didn't matter as long as I was by her side. "Unfortunately, I want to live now, I want to live strongly... However, the situation should not be so bad. At least tonight, she should not make a move."

With that said, Arthur opened the bedroom door and came to the living room.

The gentle voice came to my ears from the window.

"Just be patient, Jeanne. Time will pass quickly...it won't be long, really."

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Chapter 49: The King of Slow Hearts ([-] words)

(This chapter is a third perspective.)

Miyama Town, this was Fuyuki's name a long time ago.

As the name suggests, the town was originally just a small settlement located in the mountains and forests, gathering people along the river.

Today, in the east of Miyama Town, the vast forests and hills can hardly see the end.

There are neither roads nor settlements around.It was as if some special force drove them away.

However, in the middle of the night of July 7th, a strong wave of magic power came from the depths of the forest.

Night is dark and violent.Like a huge vortex, the surrounding magic power was drawn in, forming a tornado storm.

Even the poorest magician can perceive its existence.

And the existence that can create fluctuations in magic power of this scale is undoubtedly a follower of this Holy Grail War.

A magical entity condensed from the legends and prayers of the past, it holds legendary and even mythical power.

In the center of this vortex, Rider in the tyrannical dragon armor is holding up the profane jet-black sword and spear.

The magic power gathered here, the flowers began to wither, and the leaves and weeds withered and melted as if being swept by acid mist.

Now in the 21st century, the mysteries are dead and there is little magic in the air.

By doing this, Rider was just wasting his energy—or rather, he was just showing off his magic power.

This is both a declaration and a provocation.For the other six servants, the degree is no less than being kicked out of the gymnasium.If you don't respond, it is tantamount to admitting that you are not as good as the other party-in the eyes of the masters, this time is the Holy Grail disintegration war.But the heroic spirits who responded to the call didn't know this at the beginning. They were all competitive people, so they naturally couldn't tolerate such provocations.

Rider looked to the northwest.A golden heroic spirit is driving a golden spaceship, coming at a speed beyond the sound barrier.

Rider's expression was hidden under the helmet, but the angle of his head raised, and his unprepared and negligent attitude, already showed her disdain - the golden hero is strong, but he has no determination to fight.The shadow of the last Holy Grail War made this heroic spirit who looked down on the gods have to face up to the flaws in his own existence.

After arriving at the location, the golden spaceship under the feet of the golden hero quickly dissipated, and he himself fell vertically on the branch of a big tree.

He hugged his chest, his scarlet eyes looked down at Rider on the ground, with pleasure and cruelty in his eyes.It's as if Rider is not a powerful heroic spirit, but a clown or even a monkey about to put on a good show, and the meaning of its existence is to make him laugh.

The golden hero did indeed smile, but that smile was full of mockery and sarcasm, without any kindness at all: "Rider, your taste is really as bad as ever, and you actually chose this kind of wilderness."

"Gilgamesh, are you in such a hurry to die?" Rider's voice was as cold as frost.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to get involved in tonight's struggle. At least I have to live to the end." Golden Heroic said easily.

"Looks like the lesson from last time has taught you a good lesson..." Rider's voice became vicious, like frozen venom. "Mr. Lancelot has fulfilled his task very well. He is worthy of being the Knight of the Round Table with the strongest sword skills."

"Hmph, I just didn't expect that the real owner of that mad dog is you." He said so, but a trace of fear did flash in the golden hero's eyes.This is why he is only passively defensive today.

"But, Gilgamesh..." Rider said rather coldly and ironically. "You don't want to get involved in a fight...with my consent?"

Before the words fell, Rider's figure disappeared in place.

Like a flash of dark red lightning, she jumped up and rushed straight at the golden heroic spirit standing on the tree like a black panther.

The golden heroic spirit was not unprepared, golden ripples appeared in the air, and many swords, guns and even explosives shot together.

However, the shooting had just begun, and the scarlet and pitch-black lightning struck down, surpassing the limit of nerve reflex speed.

However, that was not lightning, but a giant sword as thin as a cicada's wing, but with a blade length of 23 meters and made of dark magic.

In an instant, the giant sword crossed the big tree and the golden heroic spirit.Then, as if someone had gently cut open a picture scroll with a utility knife, the two parts of the picture scroll were slightly misaligned, and then separated due to gravity.

Rider does not dodge or dodge.The hundreds of original treasures in the air fell together with the torrential rain.The soil completely soaked by the torrential rain was instantly splashed tens of meters high.At the same time, huge explosions sounded one after another, like raindrops hitting glass.The shock wave generated by the explosion even caused a short period of strong winds, which broke trees and scattered leaves, causing severe damage to the entire forest.

Having learned the lessons of the last Holy Grail War, the Golden Heroic Spirit has no reservations in fighting.Even the precious original treasures in the treasury are like consumables to be blasted with "Fantasy Collapse", and the primary goal of everything is to kill the opponent.

However, the firecracker-like explosion was not completely over, and the light cannon intertwined with pitch black, dark red and bright purple blasted towards the top of the big tree in another direction.This power to destroy everything can destroy even the strongest city wall, and a terrifying hole is immediately pierced through the center of the hill a little further away, which is only a hundred meters high, like an ordinary human being directly hit by an armor-piercing shell.

Even the more distant sky was dyed a bright purple area, and a thunderstorm-like explosion could be faintly heard.

In the original position, the cut golden heroic spirit swelled like a bubble, exploded, and dissipated completely—it turned out that the golden heroic spirit forged another self through a trigger-like stand-in prop to avoid attacks.

The body that was replaced by the other side raised its right hand, clenched its teeth, and activated a pink protective cover with great difficulty.

There are seven pink flowers layered on the protective cover. These flowers erode, wither, and crack layer by layer. Four layers are lost in just two seconds, and they will soon disintegrate.

Seeing the disintegration of the protective cover, the golden hero was so anxious that he had to activate another golden protective cover.

In that instant, a gigantic golden light transformed the world from rainy night to glaring day.

The brilliant thunder light is indestructible, the majesty of the god king is unshakable, and the mythical armed forces demonstrate its power at this moment.

The light cannon was blocked, blocked, and scattered by this stronger defense, but it caused even more terrifying damage to the earth.Except for the fan protected by the golden heroic spirit, the trees, rocks, and hills in other areas were completely destroyed, purple flames covered the ground, and the tragedy of being eroded by strong acid was shocking.The pungent smell mixed with the heavy rain polluted the nearby land with infinite poison.I am afraid that in the next few hundred years, this area will become a restricted area for life.

"You have fallen, Gilgamesh." Rider's voice came from a distance, extremely calm, as if the destruction just now was not even a warm-up for her. "You despise the gods, but now you have to borrow the power of the god king Zeus. If Ishtar finds out, I'm afraid I'll laugh so hard, even the entire civilized world will know your current ugly appearance?"

"... Rider, are you crazy!" The Golden Heroic Spirit was not shaken by Rider's words. "To completely liberate the holy sword made of stars, do you know what it means! It has only been completely liberated once, and that time was 6000 years ago! Do you want to bring the universe to the entire planet by doing so recklessly? Is it a disaster in the middle of the world!"

During the questioning of the golden heroic spirit, Rider walked over slowly.

Hearing the words of the Golden Heroic Spirit, Rider just tilted his head slightly, and then smiled—even though his face was covered by the helmet, the Golden Heroic Spirit still felt that Rider really smiled, and his smile was extremely contemptuous and wanton...compared to Dragons, more like demons.

"A disaster in the universe? Gilgamesh, don't you underestimate me?" After a pause, she tilted her head in another direction, no matter how you looked at it, she was crazy. "It's just a star soldier... Are you overreacting? Compared with the existence I am fighting against, the star soldier is like an ant to a tsunami."

"...Rider, you really are crazy, you're talking crazy!" Gilgamesh's face was no longer frivolous.

"Heh...then you just think I'm crazy." Rider straightened his tilted head, and held the middle of the sword and spear with both hands...

Suddenly, her figure disappeared from the golden heroic spirit's sight and came behind her.

The sword and gun fell.At the same time, a chain stretched out from the ground, trying to trap Rider's arms.

The chains shattered at an extremely fast speed, but the attack of the sword and gun was delayed for a while.The golden hero was able to turn around slightly, dodging the powerful slash that could kill him ten times.

The Golden Heroic Spirit was forced to retreat, and Rider chased after him.

The chain continued to break through from the ground, trying to completely restrain Rider. Rider was still the same as in the beginning, as long as he exerted a little force, the chain would snap.The golden hero seized every moment of delay, either dodged the attack, or blocked it with the black and red intersecting wooden sticks that were taken out urgently from the treasure house.

The attack attributes of the sword and gun are darkness and space.As long as it is blocked with a Noble Phantasm of the same level, there won't be much impact—at least in the first thirteen rounds of the battle.But suddenly, the attributes of the sword and gun changed completely. It bent like plastic in an arc close to collapse, and then swept towards the golden heroic spirit abruptly.

The golden hero who thought he had adapted to the rhythm of the attack was completely knocked into the air.He was like a human-shaped cannonball fired by a cannon, and it hit a big tree firmly.The tree snapped instantly, and was engulfed by this force to draw an arc in the air.

After sliding about 20 meters on the ground, the golden hero barely stood up.Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, his entire right hand drooped feebly, and a terrible depression appeared on the chest of the golden armor.It was only based on the pride of the king that he managed to maintain a standing posture and did not kneel down.

Casually holding his sword and spear, Rider walked over slowly, like strolling in a garden.

"Mr. Lancelot's judgment is more accurate. There is no need for fancy means to deal with a guy like you." Rider's voice was so calm that the golden hero's heart trembled.Because Rider's breathing was too steady, without any panting, let alone the slightest feeling of fatigue, as if her magic power was unlimited, and her physical strength was also unlimited.

Combining such skills, such strength, and such firepower, the golden hero has been pushed to the limit.

Enduring the extreme pain of comminuted rib fractures and bone fragments embedded in the lungs, the golden heroic spirit issued a final question.

"What... are you? You... are not that Saber at all!"

"I have her memory, I have her image. I'm not her, who is her?" Rider sneered, hearing the golden heroic spirit become more and more frightened, and his eyes widened to the limit. "...Gilgamesh, your expression is really interesting, like a sparrow that is a hunter, flying straight into the spider's web. It was only at the last moment that I realized that it was not a spider, but It's a demon in spider skin——Gilgamesh, you are very suitable to be a clown, and Camelot's court needs talents like you."

"...Evil... Demon?" Gilgamesh said incredulously.

"Ah, that's right, a creation made by God of Disaster in the image of Arturia Pendragon. It is not only a human being, but also a fantasy dragon, and even a demon that has never existed on this planet." Rider He said with a smile.The golden hero couldn't tell whether it was the truth or a lie. "The so-called 'creation' has no soul. In the last Holy Grail War, my soul residue was absorbed by the Holy Grail. But the gods reassembled my soul and put it into the body of the creation , formed the current appearance—Gilgamesh, you don’t really think that mere ‘evil in this world’ can reverse my consciousness, do you?”

The golden hero opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but his body had reached its limit and he couldn't utter a single word.

Rider tilted his head again, and asked, "Gilgamesh, anyway, you don't want the Holy Grail, do you? How about making a deal with me? You obey my orders, and I can let you live to the end to witness the presence of the God of Disaster." The birth of this planet, this universe. Of course, it's just a birth, I can't really let it happen. Maybe I'm crazy, but not that crazy."

The Golden Heroic Spirit suddenly opened his eyes wide.Through the skill "Omniscient and Almighty Star", he finally realized something.

With all his strength, he said intermittently: "You... are... not Rider at all... cough cough cough cough cough!" Coughing out a few fragments of lungs, he tried to say the word: "... pretender!"

Rider paused for a moment, and his tone became helpless and regretful: "Remember, you do have this ability... It's very troublesome, and I really can't let you know too much. Besides, you have experienced the Holy Grail War last time, so it is easy for others to figure it out……"

The treasure in the hands of the Golden Heroic Spirit finally glowed with magical power.

His lips moved slightly, trying to release the real name of the Noble Phantasm.

But... it was too slow, so slow that he only spoke two syllables, and a dark red light swept over.

The head of the golden hero fell from the body.

"Hmph. Even if the strategy is a little more prudent, it's still the conceited king (slow-hearted king) who looks down on others."

Beside Rider, a gigantic being transformed from a shadow to a wyvern shrouded in darkness.

"It was agreed before, Black Flame King. I'll give you an extra meal right now."

She threw it casually, and the blood-stained head was bitten by the Black Flame King without chewing it, and swallowed it directly.

The enthusiastic citizens who just wanted to come to see the excitement left inexplicably.

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Chapter Fifty: Tohsaka Mansion (four thousand five)

(This chapter is Mordred's POV.)

The huge wave of magic power disappeared. Although it couldn't penetrate the stars, it was more than enough to crush the huge meteorite.

The magic power mixed by darkness and space, as long as you feel it a little, you can know who the emitter is.

However, since I can remember, my father has never released a magic power of this scale.

Not excessively releasing one's magic power is one of the principles that the king has always followed.Her magic power will pollute and corrode the land, not to mention crops, even weeds can't survive in that kind of land, let alone residents.

But now, the father has easily broken this principle - I dare not think how many principles she has broken.

Or, such things as principles no longer exist in her thinking.

Obviously, I have made good mental preparations, but when this day comes, my heart can't help but feel irritable.

Shortly after the father's "magic power release" dissipated, a series of bells rang in the car.

That was the ringtone of Yoshikawa Qingcheng's cell phone.He was driving the car while talking on the phone, and the speed of the car slowed down.

"Senior Tohsaka...well, I see...I understand, I'll go right away."

Putting down the phone, he gave me a look through the rearview mirror, and began to explain the call just now: "Matori-san, Saber, we have to temporarily change the target and go to the Tosaka Mansion to have a look. Those are the three families that made the Holy Grail One of the residences of the Tohsaka family. The name of the current owner is Tohsaka Rin. She was a student of the lord El Mello II when she was in the clock tower. She is a big shot, and she is a magician who closed the door after hundreds of years Disciple, she is more famous than Father Anderson in the magic world. She is also one of the masters who participated in this Holy Grail battle, and she is a staunch disintegration magician."

I'm not listening at all.My thoughts are still stuck with my father.

While I was trying to understand my father's state of mind, on the other hand, my mind was so confused that I couldn't think rationally at all.

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As a result, the more I thought about it, the more I felt a suffocating despair.

"...Student Real Bird? Classmate Real Bird?"

Sure enough, I'm still not used to the name "True Bird".Yoshikawa urged me twice before I could react.

Since I wasn't listening to what he said at all, I had no choice but to fool him casually.

"It's nothing... Yoshikawa, keep driving, I have nothing to do."

"Could it be that you have any old grievances with Senior Tohsaka?"

I don't even know who Tohsaka Rin is, so how could I have any old grudges with her?

But I'm too lazy to explain, and I don't want to explain—I'm not fully prepared to tell other people that "the instigator of the magic fluctuation is the father" or something.

"No... Just think that I'm afraid of death after seeing that light wave. Aren't people afraid of death? Now I'm so afraid of death that I can't move my legs—is this an explanation?"