Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

Even the swords of nobles cannot compare with it. The hilt is blue, engraved with gold ornaments, and the center is inlaid with a ruby ​​symbolizing virtue.

The gorgeous long sword stood there quietly, waiting for its master to draw it out.

Incomprehensible complex emotions gushed out from the girl's heart. It was a kind that could not be described in words, as if she had gone through untold hardships to reach the end, accompanied by a strong loss and wanted to cry loudly. She clearly wanted to pull it out. But think that such behavior is irrelevant.

In order to untie the spiral of inner conflicts, the girl took a step forward and reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword.

Stopped and hesitated, the girl was afraid that after pulling out the sword, she would not get the answer she wanted.

"Are you scared?"

A refreshing and calm male voice sounded nearby, and the girl suddenly turned around. There was a white-haired young man standing there. For some reason, she couldn't see his appearance. Even if he really existed, she could only give an ambiguous answer.

There was another familiar figure next to the girl. That person's hand had grasped the hilt of the sword earlier. The slight breeze raised her golden hair, and her face was also invisible.

"Think carefully before you draw that sword." The magician calmly advised.

His words also resonated in the girl's heart, she knew very well what kind of tragic ending the person in front of her would have when she pulled out the sword.

"Once you pull out that sword, you will no longer be human until the end of your life. Not only that, you will be hated by all humans and face a tragic ending."

The magician tells the truth indifferently.

The girl who was watching clenched her fists and opened her trembling lips but hesitated to speak. Her body was shaking and her heart was shaking. Even though she had walked through countless purgatory and experienced countless battlefields, all the uneasiness and fear combined were gone. This moment is so intense right now.

want to speak.

Trying to stop her from pulling out the sword.

I want to tell her what will happen to her after becoming a king.

Wanting to... save her.

Want to see her smile.

Want to get her praise.

Want to be treated kindly by her.

Want to be stroked by her hair.

Want to be kissed on the forehead by her.

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This is the girl's wish, all the girl's greed, all the desires.

As long as that person didn't pull out the long sword, she wouldn't make such a big mistake.

The girl plucked up her courage and wanted to express her thoughts in the simplest and most straightforward way.

"Do not."

However, that person's answer came out earlier.

"If that's the ending I'm facing, I'll accept it calmly."

"The reason why I hesitate is because I am afraid that there will be a more suitable king than myself. If there is such a king, it should be able to build a more peaceful and prosperous country."

The magician shook his head: "There is no such person, at least not in another ten years."

"I know, so someone must take on the king's obligations during that time."

"Do you have the consciousness to say goodbye to yourself in the past? It is as cruel as killing yourself. The so-called king is the existence of killing the most people in order to protect the people. Can your heart bear it?"

"No problem, because this is the king's responsibility."

"You will be alienated, feared, and even suffered countless betrayals, even so, is it okay?" the magician asked in the same tone.

The man answered him with actions, and slowly drew out the sword in the stone, his image was warmed by the sun, and his light laughter was carried away by the breeze: "Many people are laughing, I think there must be nothing wrong with it."

The man's answer stunned the girl.

At that moment, all doubts were answered, all unwillingness went away, and all anger calmed down.

The girl finally understood what she really wanted and what her true wish was.

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The smoke and dust dissipated, and the figures of the two on the hill cuddled up to each other.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough cough..."

Mordred coughed up blood, Wang Jian slipped from her hand, the holy sword pierced through her spiritual core, vaporized all the internal organs of her body, and she was only one step away from death.

The battle is over.

The familiar pain told Mordred the answer to this battle. She had lost, but she didn't have any resentment or resentment in her heart.

The anger calmed down, and I calmly accepted the answer I already knew.

lose very embarrassingly

It can be said that being beaten has no power to fight back.

How beautiful the mouth is at the beginning, and how ugly the loser is.

Is this the so-called retribution?

Mordred leaned close to Saber's ear, and the divine light in his pupils gradually faded. He stretched out his blood-stained right hand and caressed the King of Knights' cheek with difficulty, and whispered feebly: "King of Knights, I... lost again."

Saber held the holy sword that pierced Mordred's heart, and the body that supported Mordred did not fall, and said softly, "Mr. Mordred, rest here forever, and I will accompany you to the last moment."

Mordred smiled wryly: "Haha... Even in such a situation, you still show mercy to me, what a headache king."

"..." Saber opened her eyes slightly, having heard such words from Lancelot before.

The breeze blew by and caressed Mordred's golden hair. The rebellious knight sighed sincerely: "It's such a comfortable wind. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to enjoy it during my lifetime. King of Knights, tell me, can you still see people's smiles now?" "

"Britain is gone." Saber's emerald green eyes reflected calmly, accepting the fact frankly.

"But you have concluded a new contract of victory, you are still the king of knights, the king of constant victories, your sword has no hesitation."

"yes."

Mordred closed his eyes, coughed a few times and chuckled: "Cough cough...cough cough...cough...what a lucky guy to be protected by the King of Knights."

Saber shook her head: "No, I'm very lucky to have met a Master like him."

"So that's how it is... so, he saved you... that's fine. King of Knights, I won't ask for your forgiveness, and then I can't forgive myself. In the end, can you agree to my wayward request? ?”

"As long as it's not too much."

"Thank you, father. May glory be with you, and may victory be in your hands."

The voice faded, and the corner of the rebellious knight's mouth raised a gorgeous smile, he closed his eyes contentedly, and his body turned into golden particles and dissipated in the arms of the King of Knights.

2 Chapter Twenty

Hall exited the intrinsic barrier, and the surrounding scene did not change much, only a piece of scorched earth burned by the fire of hatred karma remained.

As soon as his body landed on the ground, he received surveillance information from the elemental familiars. His mind was cut into a dozen parts and he could easily understand a large amount of intelligence information in less than a second.

Hall's expression was a little strange, and he rubbed his chin and muttered: "Saber won, and it seems that he won easily when Mo Zi used the command spell."

"It's strange, Mo Zai's strength is not low. I remember that Mo Zai's Noble Phantasm also has a special attack on Arthur."

No matter what, it's a good thing to win, and it seems that there is movement on the Shining Ship.

Hall flew back to the Ship of Glory, and before he even landed on the splint, he was warmly welcomed by Astolfo: "Oh~ I'm back! I'm finally back!"

Hall sideways flashed a warm hug from the pink-haired boy, and glanced around. Besides Astolfo, there was another familiar face on the Shining Ship.

The red master employed by the Clock Tower, the magician who made the lion Jie Jieli, was sitting on the ground smoking depressedly.

Hall pointed at the lion Jie Jieli and asked, "What happened to him? Did you capture him?"

Astolfo shook his head: "I found him sneaking around just now, and I kept observing what he wanted to do out of curiosity, but he actually installed this kind of thing in the Great Holy Grail, so I stopped him."

As he spoke, Astolfo pointed to a fat heart on the ground.

It is indeed a heart, and it is still beating slowly. It is disgusting to look at. Judging from its size, it should not belong to humans.

Hall activated the magic circuit of the magic eye to analyze the magic properties of this heart.

Lion Jie Jieli is a necromancer who can use the corpses of humans or animals to perform magic. This heart is given a concept similar to an explosion. If it is successfully operated, its power is no less than a low-level Noble Phantasm.

Hall was a little funny. He could more or less guess what Shi Jie Jieli was thinking. He was hired by the Clock Tower to prevent the Holy Grail War. Destroying the Holy Grail system was half of the task, but he still wanted to fight against it without the equivalent of an A-level Noble Phantasm. Does the Great Holy Grail system cause damage?How much do you underestimate the magic of the Einzbern family?

Sitting on the plywood, Lion Jie Jieli took a deep breath of cigarettes, looked up and said to Hall depressedly: "I lost, if you want to kill me, I hope you can give me a good time."

Hall asked casually, "Why didn't you run away?"

"I'm self-aware. A mere magician can't even think of escaping from a Servant. Besides, my Servant Saber also lost."

Hall glanced at Astolfo next to him. If it was the other follower, Shi Jiejieli, he would definitely not be able to escape. Astolfo, the probability of escaping was still very high.

"Do you still have command spells?"

"One." Lion Jie Jieli raised his right hand, showing that two strokes of the command spell had been erased from the back of his hand.

"give it to me."

"No problem." Lion Jie Jieli agreed readily, Shi Xiang did not mention any conditions in exchange. Now he is just a piece of fish on the sticky board, allowing Hall to slaughter him. If Hall is unhappy, he can be killed and then take away the command spell.

Generally speaking, neither the Master nor the Servant has the power to transfer command spells, and only Hall is a special case.

The command spell system itself was created by the Matou family, and Hall has an extraordinary understanding of the Great Holy Grail system.

The following battles will only become more intense, and every Command Seal is a valuable strategic resource.

After handing over the Command Spells, Hall didn't mean to embarrass the lion Jie Jieli, and glanced at him: "Saber from the red side has left the stage, and you have no Command Spells and the qualification to become a master. Get out before I change my mind."

Hall had no ill feelings towards Lion Jie Jieli. As for the attack, he had completely expected it and it did not cause any trouble.

Rather, the decisive battle between Saber and Mordred is the scene Hall wants to see.

"You're welcome, thanks to this I have saved my life, thank you." Lion Jie Jieli was a little depressed and heaved a sigh of relief.

Before jumping off the splint of the Ship of Glory, he hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Forgive me for the offense, Caster of Black, can you tell me what wish you have for the Holy Grail."

Hall responded lightly: "Something trivial."

"Then it's okay to share it with me. For the time being, it can be submitted as a mission report this time."

Hall glanced at him with a half-smile, is it really that simple?I'm afraid that if his answer doesn't satisfy him, he will do whatever he can to get involved in preventing the Holy Grail War.

"It's okay to tell you, half of my purpose of snatching the Great Holy Grail is to prevent black or red from getting it. The shady scene of this Holy Grail War is deeper than you can imagine. Let alone the black side, the red side's Assassin's Master, you should have met him already."

"That silver-haired priest, I know."

"His real name is Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, and he is a servant who was summoned in the third Holy Grail War. He was incarnated and alive until now because he touched the Great Holy Grail."

The explosive information made Lion Jie Jieli's body tremble involuntarily, and after a long silence, he asked awkwardly: "Is this kind of thing... possible?"

"I am a hired servant."

"Can Servants also be hired?"

"That depends on who the boss is. Now I'm doing a job similar to that of a suppression scavenger. I advise you not to continue investigating, otherwise it's not surprising that you will die at any time."

"What's the meaning."

Lion Jieli's questioning did not get an answer, and seeing that Hall didn't continue to talk to him, Lion Jieli smiled sarcastically: "Er... anyway, I wish you good luck next."

A few minutes later, Saber returned, hiding her skirt armor, and smiled when she saw that Hall was safe and sound: "Master, you have fulfilled your mission and defeated Saber in the red side."

"I know, and I believe so."

Astolfo pouted and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's so boring, I'm the only one who didn't fight the enemy servants."

"The night is still long."

Astolfo's eyes lit up: "Hall, do you mean there are still enemies?"

"The obvious conclusion is that the Archer on the red side has joined up with the opponent. We have just eliminated the Saber and Ruler on the red side. The mana loss is serious. The opponent will definitely not give up this great opportunity. The good news is that the Archer on the red side is standing by us. Here."

Astolfo confidently patted his chest and assured: "No problem, I will protect you no matter what happens!"

Hall laughed and said: "You protect yourself, how much magic power do you have left? You will leave the stage when the magic power of the Command Seal is used up."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't have any need for the Great Holy Grail system, and I am satisfied to be friends with you, so now dying for the precious friendship is in line with the happy ending of Charlemagne's Twelve Warriors!"

Tsk tsk, what a standard Flag.

Saber stood up hesitantly, and reported: "Master, after the battle with Saber on the red side, the magic power in my body is running out, and I'm afraid I won't be able to exert my full strength in the future."