Artoria the Big Liar

"Please accept this glass of 'fine wine', spoiled lady! Sure enough, the witch must learn to use poison!"

I grinned grinningly, like someone who had succeeded in a conspiracy, and looked up at the body of the "Eye of Terror".

The beam of light was obviously created by subspace energy, but it was polluted by this mere Holy Grail.

Dark red lines and black ribbons wrapped the beam of light, as if it had life and wisdom, it kept climbing up.

The speed is very slow, but as long as there is enough time, sooner or later, it will be able to pass through the path of the root and reach the purple nebula.

I wanted to speed up the "evil in this world", but my power came too quickly, and I couldn't control it properly, so I had to do so.

The spoiled young lady (God of Misfortune) really didn't know what to do, she barely supported the beam of light, but didn't do anything else.

But on my side, there is a side effect - the evil in this world does spread upwards, but I am within the beam of light.

So, in addition to the test of God of Misfortune, I have to face the test of the Holy Grail—and this test is coming soon.

Darkness replaced light, and everything around became blurred.Like a dream, the darkness is distorted and replaced by false colors.I was in a splendid church, looking at the icon in the center.It's just that the image on the icon is no longer the savior, but Artoria with her eyes closed.The place where she was nailed was not the Roman cross, but the holy sword that symbolized the contract.

There was a trace of panic in my heart—maybe, the test of the Holy Grail is more terrifying than the war of God of Disaster.

"Jeanna, you're finally here..."

In my deep, a gentle voice sounded.

Turning around, I saw a long-haired beauty with white hair and red eyes.

She was wearing a long black dress and a long black veil on her head. She smiled at the corner of her mouth and exuded an evil aura all over her body.

This made me relax a bit, the corners of my mouth curled up accordingly, and my eyes narrowed slightly - I might not be able to distinguish reality from fiction, but the difference between good and evil is very clear to me.Even though it's a fake show, even though the hatred and anger are fake, I'm indeed more evil than the beauty in front of me——Artoria told me that in the previous cycle, I really destroyed the world.

"You are Irisviel, right? The little holy grail of the Einzbern family in the last Holy Grail War, Illya's mother, an artificial human created by the artificial human family." I said provocatively and ironically, " Why, I was destroyed by Arturia last time, and I still have hatred and regret in my heart, so I want to resurrect? I suggest you not to do this, or your ending will not only be destroyed!"

"I am her, and I am not her. The me now is the Holy Grail consciousness generated after collecting enough information and souls. Irisviel is the most compatible little Holy Grail, so I borrowed her image. "

As I said that, the beauty walked towards me, and the sound of black high-heeled shoes colliding with the floor echoed in the church.

I hold my sword.As long as there is any change in this guy, I will call on my flame.

The flame is not real, but a phantom of hatred and anger, so it is especially effective for consciousness and spirit bodies.

"Jeanna, are you scared?" Beauty tilted her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and smiled at me evilly. "Are you afraid of me, or the church, or... the icon that the church enshrines?"

"It's about this time, what else do you want to say with this Holy Grail consciousness? You want to tell me how miserable Arturia's past is, and how difficult her future is?" Use prediction as a shield, words as Weapons, this is the strategy Artoria usually tells me when meeting strangers.At that time, she had no plans to participate in the Holy Grail War. "Is it meaningful to tell me these words? No one understands Arturia better than me, not Morgan, not Merlin, and even more so Mordred!"

"Jianna, it seems that you don't know at all..." Liren walked in front of me with a long voice.

As if the projection in the game was malfunctioning, her figure flickered abnormally, and suddenly became my reflection at a certain moment, and her voice was the same as mine: "But, do you really not understand, or are you just pretending? Don’t understand? The Holy Grail is a universal wish-making machine, and naturally it’s the embodiment of desire—Jeanna, this church and this holy image are all your own inner desires!”

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"Of course I know—to live, to live no matter what. The purpose of living is not for myself, but for the lover in my heart, that is, the person on the icon." As soon as she finished speaking, the church regarded me as The center rotated and the icon was finally facing me. "But, is this really all right? When she sacrificed for you, what can you do? When she is fighting outside, what can you do while you are sitting on the sofa in the hotel? You can't do anything, right? Even if you master this power, you still can't do anything - she is still sacrificing, she is still giving, throwing away the bottom line, throwing away the dignity, and finally become like this, a slave of fate, a bearer Tool of human reason, no right to choose, forced to sacrifice, forced to sacrifice."

My heart was pounding violently, and my consciousness went blank for a moment.

The other me walks, forming a circular trajectory around me.

The same voice as mine continued to sound in the church, but I had no room to argue.

"Think about it carefully? Didn't she say that she didn't want to be King Arthur? But she took back the Holy Sword and Holy Spear after all. Didn't she say that she couldn't possibly become the lord of mankind? But for you, she For you who have no past, everything is false, and you are only the fragments of God of Misfortune, walking this thorny road full of blood and suffering - what have you done? Can you do anything? You have not done anything. She just let You wait, she set foot on this road on her own..."

"Then think again. Waking up from sleep to see another person lying on the other side of her. After forcing myself to accept reality, go back to the bedroom and watch her hug her legs and lean on the back of the bed , fell asleep alone—what did you do? Could you do anything? As a result, you pretended to share Artoria, felt the tear in your heart, and did nothing.”

"Continue to look back at the past, if you had the current power from the beginning, would you have thought about disappearing at the end? Would you have thought about separating Artoria? How is it possible! The feeling of love is impossible to separate Get out! Do you dare to say that you have no exclusive desire for her? Do you dare to say that you don’t regret your original decision? In the final analysis, you just can’t do anything, so you have to ask others! So you have always longed for power, right? You The happiest moment in my life was when I realized that eating the spiritual core of a servant would give me a powerful force, even enough to protect her! Isn’t that right?!”

I can refute, there are a lot of reasons, but the writing is all cover-up, it's all self-deception.

The me in front of me, who is exactly like me, is basically my desire and my regret.

As the heroine on the stage, I can act, I can pretend nothing happened, but I can't deceive myself after all.

All of a sudden, I was really terrified—as expected, I was more afraid of the Holy Grail than the God of Misfortune—or rather, I was more afraid of the ugly, cowardly, incapable self in my heart.

"So, make a wish on the Holy Grail. Retain the power of the present and go back to time and space in the past. You are unique, Arturia will still love you, and you will still love her. In this way, you can protect her well, Don't be King Arthur, don't be the lord of mankind, live a normal life as a student in Misaki Town, travel together in the summer vacation instead of experiencing suffering in the Holy Grail War. You only belong to her, she only belongs You. You hug each other, love each other deeply, and become the happiest partner in the world—you can do it, as long as you have the strength, you can do it! Because she doesn’t want to share herself at all! Don’t you forget that day In the afternoon, when you called Morgan and Merlin to the present world, how terrified, how sad, how angry, and how helpless she was!"

Memories of the past flooded my mind, and Artoria's words echoed in my ears.

Her changes, her sacrifices, her helplessness are engraved deep in her heart—and what about me?I was just in her arms, doing nothing and nothing.Even the me in front of me didn't say the biggest taboo in my heart-she split herself in two for me, abandoned her daughter, abandoned her dignity, abandoned her past, and fought alone in despair.Although I recovered later, but the despair, just fantasizing, I felt that I couldn't breathe.

I am indeed a piece of shit, I am indeed a liability.So the previous cycle will be abandoned, so our bright future exists only in theoretical possibility.What's more, even if I defeat God of Misfortune, even if I stay by her side all the time, I still can't imagine how difficult the future will be waiting for us, because at that time, I will definitely lose my current strength.

I'm scared... I'm really scared.I'm afraid of losing my strength.I'm afraid that Artoria will self-destructively overload her spirit base for me.I was terrified that Artoria would go home and sit on the sofa, enduring the piercing pain for 3 minutes like suffocation.I was afraid that I would force her to fight, and I was afraid that after she tried her best, she would protect me at the cost of her own death.

I'm afraid of being her weakness, I'm afraid that I'm a waste and can only be her burden...

"So, make a wish on the Holy Grail? After you make a wish, you must protect her, and you must keep her from the fate of consecration - she is the black sun, she is the burning torch. And you are the dragon born from your own ashes Witch of the Dragon, you know better than anyone else what it feels like to burn yourself? It hurts...it hurts so much, you can’t make a sound, and every inch of your skin is burning. So, Witch of the Dragon, even if it’s just for her , make a wish on the Holy Grail?"

Yes, make a wish to the Holy Grail so that you can retain your current power.

Yeah, make a wish on the Holy Grail so Alto【&*

At some point, the other me disappeared from view.At some point, I knelt in the center of the church, crossed my fingers, and prayed to the icon of Artoria—please pray, my prayers will definitely be answered, and my wishes will definitely be fulfilled.Only then can true happiness be rewarded.Only in this way, Arturia will not suffer any more harm.

Just like that, countless voices are calling in my heart, they wish Artoria happiness, they...

"Get out of my inner heart——"

The second time, without Artoria's guidance, I said this sentence alone.

"—Slaanesh!"

With a cold snort, I stood up in the church.

When I woke up, I looked around with sarcasm on my face.

"Ha! I'm really cowardly - a place like the church is worthy of a guy like me? What are you kidding, please make it a little more like weaving illusions! Fragments of a god of disaster like me, like How can I, an 'Avenger' spirit foundation, pray in this kind of place? If I really want to pray, I will also pray with the enemy's head, blood and ashes during the battle!"

At this moment, as if my words were echoed by some existence, everything around me changed drastically.

Blood stained the church red.The priest's pulpit became a skeleton, and the fresco behind the Artoria crucifix became a mountain of skulls.The golden and splendid church immediately became an evil residence dedicated to the wrathful god.In this great evil dwelling, as the last echo of a god in the mortal world, in the name of that god, I take revenge on that evil god who devours everything.

The God of Misfortune miscalculated. While trying to come to this world, it also reflected the reverberation of those dead things into this world.

This certainly gives those existences the possibility of resurrection, but for these existences themselves...

"This is not okay. I'm sorry, Khorne. It's not okay to want to become the original evil god. It's better to become a neutral 'God of Vengeance'. Get rational revenge from angry emotions, so that you can be killed by Artorie." Ya like it—it only echoes, so don't go against my will, okay?"

As my voice fell, Xieju's appearance changed according to my wishes.

Blood turned into regular red dye.The bones were changed to pitch-black steel.According to my personal preference, the skull turned into a burnt black rose, with only some deep red in the center of the flower.

I don't care what that god looks like.Since the reverberation has selected me, and even tampered with my future, making me its 'past', then honestly do what I ask—or give me the right to choose when I die!If you don't like it, get out, I don't even want to see the God of Misfortune, but its defeated opponent?What a joke!

Sure enough, the bereaved dog agreed, and it couldn't help but disagree.

Feeling that the future has become an established "Nemesis", my heart is swept away.

Immediately afterwards, I looked at the ceiling of the temple mockingly, feeling the anger of God of Misfortune, and laughed triumphantly: "I really lost everything, God of Misfortune. Not only did I not get Artoria, but I also lost it." The reverberation of the loser has lost such a high-quality fragment as me. Therefore, you should follow the original "destiny" and wait 2 years before coming back! Want to play tricks and take away Artoria? It is considered a universe God, your IQ has not improved much!"

This is the ribbon of the Holy Grail consciousness, that is, my predecessor, "Angola Mainyu" who is also an Avenger.

Although he is a bad guy, I do feel that my senior doesn't like this God of Disaster very much, and I really want to use my mere avengers to drag him into hell—then do it, ruthlessly Teach this arrogant evil god a lesson!

I raised my hand, flames, blood, revenge... These things that belonged to me turned into chains, passed through the ceiling, and locked the main body of the God of Calamity—then, I pulled hard, and together with that senior, pulled it Drag it into the interior of the Great Holy Grail, imprison it, and turn it into a larva waiting to be born.

Unfortunately, nothing was born.

We have already decided the fate of this evil god...

Chapter 21: Really Great

◆Artoria◆

If Jeanne really needed help, she would speak up.Like she begged Merlin to take out the Holy Grail.

So, even though she was wrapped in the black ribbon of the Holy Grail, without sound or movement, I still did not act.

Time passed little by little in the torment of the senses, I ignored the conversations of others, and my eyes were always locked there.

However, I don't know when it started, but there was a smell of blood in the air.The smell is like a hallucinogen, evoking anger and tension.Although I would be nervous and my anger was stripped from the beginning, it still made me frown—because the source of the smell was under the beam of light wrapped in black ribbon, which belonged to Jeanna.

The smell of blood was short-lived, and was soon replaced by the smell of burnt plants, like burnt flowers.

Along with the change of the smell, a big hole was opened in the surrounding black ribbon, and Jeanna walked out from it.

"Hey! You guys! I've got it done! Now it's your turn to work!"

She is in good condition, not injured, not mentally abnormal, so good that I have some doubts if it is true.

However, Jeanne is unique, she is the heroine of this drama.No one can imitate the temperament between perverse and delicate, the emotion between self-confidence and inferiority.Just looking into her eyes and seeing her smile confirmed it - she was really intact.

Almost immediately, the six servants in the Holy Grail War rushed out.

At the same time, the beam of light disintegrated and shattered like a large glass tube.

The black ribbon blooms like a rose, from which a 30-meter-high, full of human eyes, pulsating like a heart, a coagulation of flesh and blood that makes people want to vomit.This is a mother's womb, which conceived the young of the god of disaster.Once the hatchlings are successfully born, the world and the universe will come to an end.

This reminds me of what Sajo Aika did.She once turned the Great Holy Grail into a "beast" larva, and fed the human soul to stimulate its activity.And now, without knowing the details, Jeanna actually repeated that action—of course, she was also destined to repeat that result, but the person who wielded the sword was no longer me, but Jean who was a fragment. Na herself.

At this time, Black Flame King suddenly appeared from under me and made me sit on the saddle.Jeanna seems to have lost her strength, because the Black Flame King returned to the beginning, just a black flying dragon about 25 meters long.

The Black Flame King shook his wings. Although he was huge and his speed was not much faster than ordinary birds, he was already doing his best.

It landed beside Jeanna, bowed its head beside her.Jeanne smiled and reached out to me, her intentions being self-evident.And I held her hand, using my own strength, barely supported my body, and let her sit beside me.

She didn't speak, she fell to my side as if she was exhausted, and slowly closed her eyes.

The Black Flame King soared high.This time it no longer pays attention to speed, but only cares about the stability of flight.It returned the same way and landed beside Sister Wang and Mei Lin.

I hugged Jeanna who was burned out, and jumped off the saddle—it was okay, my strength was stronger than I expected.I am a warrior who has been trained for a long time. Even if I can't use magic power, my strength is higher than ordinary people.Jeanna's weight is almost as light as mine, and it's not too difficult to hold her. It's no problem for more than ten minutes.

In this way, I maintained the princess hug posture and let her lie in my arms.And she narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at me, stroking my face with her right hand, as if in her small world, I was her whole.

"Jianna, thank you for your hard work." Although the words were routine, they were powerful just because they were ordinary.

"It's hard work. It's hard work. Not to mention that I lost all my strength, and I was deprived of the qualification of fragments by the God of Misfortune. Now I am neither a human nor a demon. Any lonely ghost is stronger than me." "Jeanna lay in my arms, lusting after my body temperature.On the whole, it is still the same, still so unwilling to admit defeat, still so arrogant and arrogant.

"No matter what happens, no matter what you become, I will always be by your side." I repeated my previous promise.

"Don't worry so much, Artoria. It's not a waste of time. At least in terms of strength, it won't be a problem in the future." When she said this, Jeanna's eyes wandered, and she seemed a little nervous.

"What happened?" I asked.

"It's nothing... I just accepted a bereaved dog as a big gift." Rang Na became more nervous and guilty.I didn't ask her, but she thought I was waiting for her to explain, so she reluctantly told her the result: "Didn't you say that the God of Misfortune has swallowed many gods of the universe? I'm fighting with that guy, God of Misfortune." When I was in control, I happened to come across one of the residues just now. I got along with it, so... how should I put it, merged with it?"

"Is that so... what color is it?" The moment I asked this question, I knew I had asked a stupid question, so I quickly corrected it: "Yiranga's character must be red, right? Red represents enthusiasm and courage. It's very suitable for Jeanne. Of course, it's another thing to be too popular, and that's not enough."

"So I'm a lost dog, not only that guy's head is indeed a dog's head, but also because it's really just a residue... Anyway, I feel okay-maybe it's like Spider-Man got superpowers? Maybe it will affect me in the future Inside, but I think it's dead, so it shouldn't be too serious... right?" Jeanna was very guilty, even in my arms, she didn't dare to look at me.It seems that she knows the specific state of the red god and what its symbol is.

Now is a critical moment, and my attitude is directly related to the future of us and mankind.

However, now that Jeanne has made a decision, there is no point in criticizing and punishing her.The right or wrong of this matter is still unknown, only time will tell.However, the fact that such a violent and terrifying god "Khorne" can be calmly absorbed by Jeanna shows that its condition is really miserable, completely unconscious, completely lost the pride of God, and it is really just echoes and residues.

Moreover, there is no warp in this universe.Then it can be used as a perfect medium to be grafted onto the big tree of human reason.In the distant future, the "courage", "friendship", and "bonds" like the second disease may really bring strength.Being able to maintain this relationship in the icy universe is indeed a great thing for mankind as a whole.

Thinking of this, the answer couldn't be more clear——

"As a condensation of emotions, the four gods themselves are fine. What is problematic is that the universe makes life difficult for everyone, the abuse of the subspace, and the defects of species and civilization itself. Our universe has no subspace, and humans The direction of development is also completely different from that of that universe, with restraint as an insurance, plus I am the best king in human history. There is no need to worry about the four gods. Even if this red god grows again, as long as we treat it enough Well, if it receives the correct education, it will not become an evil god."

After hearing my answer, the first person to respond was Mei Lin.

She immediately rushed to the huge pit on the battlefield, looking for the remnants of the previous magic circle - the magic circle with one eye in the middle was the masterpiece of the blue one among the four gods, and it was used to gather the spiritual veins of the entire planet.The God of Misfortune is actually quite lazy. After devouring the blue god, he did not completely absorb and rebuild it, but maintained the subsystem, which gave him the opportunity to usurp the echo and residue.

"Tsk, this person really can't wait..." Jeanna looked at Mei Lin's gaffe with disdain.

"After all, it is the residue of the universe-level gods, and it is indeed necessary to collect and use it." I said calmly. "And with two precedents, the remnants of the Green God will surely come soon, right? The God of Misfortune is still as reckless as it was a long time ago. Not only did it leave all kinds of loopholes, but it always throws things away inadvertently, Essentially a 14-year-old girl."

"The reverberation of the Green God has arrived, and I have already stored it." I looked at the source of the voice in surprise, it was Sister Wang.Her face was extremely calm, as if it was not the echo of "Nurgle", but 100 yen on the side of the road. "It's cumbersome to deal with and requires deep modification, similar to how druids plant parasites themselves."

"When did it happen?" I asked curiously.

"In the beginning." Sister Wang replied, "Different from the red god and the blue god, the green god is not only the aggregation of emotions, but also the instinct and reaction of life. The earth has life, and it is a prosperous life. This forest is the green god." The natural sacrificial ground of the god. Therefore, when Jeanna opened the channel of the two universes, the reverberation of the green god reappeared here. I am the master of Avalon, connected to the strongest vitality of this planet. Therefore, This reverberation instinctively moved closer to me and was accepted by me."

Having said that, Sister Wang looked at Mordred who had not spoken.

The child was lowering his head, with an expression that he had done something wrong and was worried about being punished.

I blinked my eyes, feeling a little baffled—the God of Misfortune is Slaanesh, and Slaanesh is the Purple God.

In any case, it was impossible for Mordred to receive the reverberation from the Purple God.Otherwise I would not be able to call the God of Misfortune Slaanesh.