The Nuclear Sword Fairy from a certain cartoon

"You...couldn't it be..."

From that voice, Saber noticed something was wrong. An expression of disbelief appeared on her face, and her green pupils couldn't help but vibrate.

At this time, the pitch-black fog surrounding Berserker gradually dissipated, and the pitch-black armor was finally revealed.

It is neither gorgeous nor vulgar, but it is an excellent armor that combines beauty and splendor.

The craftsmen did their best to cast them with the utmost care and detail to make them appear both mighty and refined.

Even the countless scars on it have become carvings that highlight his illustrious military exploits, adding a heroic demeanor to it. It is an ideal battle attire that all knights can't help but envy.

There was no way Saber would forget that outfit.

"how so……"

——Lancelot.

If she met this knight again under any other circumstances, Saber would be happy.

However, at this moment, the dark figure that had been eroded by the mad curse made Saber feel unbelievable.

"why……?"

Saber couldn't believe her eyes.

She even hoped that she was wrong at this moment, but her reason kept sending her a message, that is, what she saw in her eyes was definitely not false.

The knight who was once so clear in her eyes was now eroded by the mad curse.

The dark knight roared in pain while reaching for the hilt in the scabbard.

"That is..."The Indestructible Lake Light"? "

The long black sword that was pulled out had a very similar shape to the "Sword of Oath to Victory".

Seeing the sword being pulled out of its scabbard by Lancelot, Saber's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The sharp blade reflected the cold light in the moonlight, like the sparkling lake water. It was a sword that would never be damaged by any blow.

It was unmistakable. When she saw the sword, Saber had already remembered the true name of the precious phantom.

It was the same sword entrusted to humans by the elves in the lake as the "Sword of Victory" in her hand. Because it had the same origin, its "toughness" could rival that of the Sword of Victory.

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"Arthur...!"

The knight's helmet began to shatter with a clicking sound, revealing a blackened face.

The handsome face in the past was gone, and what was exposed in the air was a distorted face, and the eyes also released a hateful light, shooting straight at Saber.

"Lancelot... why are you like this...?"

Looking at her former friends who were plunged into madness and hatred, Saber's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Do you hate me that much...Knight of the Lake?!"

The once handsome appearance has now become as ugly as a devil, and the once bright eyes are also releasing the light of hatred at this moment.

Saber's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble a little.

"Why...my friend...why are you like this...?"

Saber felt her knees weaken and she almost fell to the ground.

Lancelot, on the other hand, did not hesitate at all and rushed towards her with his sword.

Saber hurriedly raised her sword to block, but when faced with Lancelot's powerful blow, she couldn't help but stumble back.

However, from the mouth of the stalemate, a voice came out that made Saber's heart tremble.

"I am————

The alienated person————

The person being laughed at————

The despised person————”

The black mist surged again, which was the onset of 'madness' power, and Lancelot's eyes became increasingly scarlet.

In the stalemate, Saber only felt the strength of the knight in front of her.

Her strength was even stronger than before, and her already unstable mind was on the verge of retreat.

"I am the shadow under the radiance of the heroic spirit——

Born from the darkness of dazzling legend—”

Like a miasma rising from the ground, resentful sighs surrounded Saber from all directions.

"so--

I hate--

I resent-

Those who feed on the sighs of those who have settled in the darkness, who curse the brilliance—"

Seeing the knight in front of her who was constantly 'talking', Saber's expression became complicated.

"This is my disgrace—

Because of your immortal glory, I will be forever degraded——"

Saber's lips couldn't help but tremble when she heard these words.

"You...do you hate me that much? My friend...even if it becomes like that...do you hate me so much? Knight of the lake!"

Saber's knees felt weak and she almost fell to the ground, but suddenly she felt someone behind her helping her up.

Looking back subconsciously, I realized that the young man had arrived beside me at some point.

Saber, who was filled with sadness, allowed Shirou to help her up.

What he got was a soft and slender body, but Shirou's face showed no emotion at all, and he spoke seriously to the girl.

"Saber, Lancelot doesn't hate you."

After hearing this, Saber looked at Shirou with some doubts. At this time, Shirou realized that her green eyes had turned slightly red at some point.

"Lancelot longs for redemption, and being killed by you is his only wish. Because he thinks he made a mistake, but failed to get the punishment he deserved, and regrets it for the rest of his life."

After saying this, Shirou couldn't help but sigh when he thought about the story about this "Knight of the Lake".

The queen, fornication, rebellion...especially during the Battle of the Sword Fence, when he finally arrived at the scene but could only witness the destruction of Britain, these events made Lancelot regret his life.

Saber fell into a brief silence, and after several seconds, she whispered in a trembling voice.

"How could something like that happen..."

She never imagined that her original idea of ​​letting the "Knight of the Lake" leave out of good intentions would actually lead to such a result.

Saber believed that Lancelot and Guinevere fell in love because she concealed her gender.

Saber is grateful and ashamed to them for having to bear all this.

The reason why it was exposed as a scandal was because it was planned by those traitors.

No one was at fault, and it was precisely because of this that it ended up being such a tragedy.

"Saber..."

Shirou lowered his head and looked into the green eyes of the girl next to him.

"Go kill (save) him."

After hearing these words, Saber took a deep breath of the cold winter air, as if she had made up her mind, and a clear light lit up in her eyes.

"I understand."

The girl nodded, holding the sword tightly with both hands, and the confusion on her face when she raised it again was gone.

Chapter 62 The end of the knight, departure to the clock tower!

"Come, Lancelot!"

Saber raised the holy sword in her hand, and the blade of the golden sword seemed to sense Saber's state of mind at this moment, blooming with incomparable dazzling brilliance.

The magic power turned into a strong wind, swirling around Saber's body.

Whoosh!

The blue-white figure flashed past, bursting out with a speed far exceeding Lancelot, and slashed at him with his sword!

Clang————!

The dazzling golden holy sword and the pitch-black blade clashed at this moment, and fierce sparks bloomed.

……

Shirou, who originally planned to continue watching the battle, suddenly noticed something and raised his head to look above the mountain road. In the shadows under the trees, a short figure was secretly peeping at the battlefield here.

"Berserker's Master... just let me see your true face."

Shirou no longer bothered to guess who was controlling Berserker behind the scenes, and jumped onto the mountain road in a flash.

You only need to see it with your own eyes to know who the other person is.

When Shirou came to the cliff on the mountain road, he immediately heard a dense buzzing sound.

That was the sound caused by a large number of insects flapping their wings.

And as a large number of blade-winged insects surrounded Shirou's surrounding area, the short figure finally revealed his face.

"You dare to face me alone. What a arrogant young man you are."

Matou Zangyan looked at Shirou with a sneer.

What the old man said made Shirou feel confused for a moment.

At the beginning, Shirou felt that this old man who had been away for a few days might really have some means to be able to face him without fear.

But when Shirou projected dozens of "swords" suspended in the air with some vigilance, the somewhat shocked expression on Matou Zangyan's face made him frown slightly and couldn't help but think.

It seems that Matou Zouken never saw his power even when his hometown was destroyed that day, so he always thought that he was just a child who was really only 6 or 7 years old hiding behind Lancer.

Until now, when Shirou left Saber and faced Matou Zangyan alone, the other party would be so unscrupulous.

But now, seeing the look of astonishment on Matou Zangyan's face, Shirou showed a mocking smile.

"What's wrong? Didn't you look like you were sure of victory just now?"

Shirou could confirm that he had asked Karna to kill Matou Zouken's brainworm, but it seemed that the information he had was still not enough, and in the end, Matou Zouken was given life.

But it doesn't matter, just kill it again.

"Since you came here on your own, I won't give you a chance this time."

Matō Zouken is a very greedy and fearful guy. In order to survive, he even turned himself into an inhuman insect.

He looks like a scrawny old man, but in fact his body is a collection of bugs. The whole body is just made up of a large number of bugs that mimic the appearance of a human being.

His functions as a human are also run by insects. After this body decays or is worn out, Matou Zangyan can "resurrection" by eating the bodies of others as a substitute.

As long as his soul as the main body is not defeated, he can continue to survive.

But this kind of magic also has limits. Although in theory it only requires a person's body to be "resurrected", in reality it will still be bound by the record of the soul. Therefore, Matou Zangyan cannot make gestures other than his own soul. He will always be It looked very ugly like a slug.

This method of immortality had substantial flaws as early as 200 years ago. Time had corroded his soul, so even if he got a fresh body, it would start to decay the moment he got it, so it had to be replaced regularly.

Later, the time that the body could be maintained became shorter and shorter - in the past, it could function for more than 50 years as long as it was replaced once, but now it needs to be replaced every few months.

"Bastard! What on earth do I have against you!?"

Matō Zouken looked at the "swords" pointed at him in mid-air with some fear, and asked Shirou angrily.

"This hatred is really big!"

Shirou snorted, then raised his right hand and waved forward.

The "swords" that were still suspended in mid-air were now guided by Shirou, and fell rapidly, piercing Matou Zangyan's body.

"Ughhhhh!!!"

Matou Zouken's thin body struggled and twisted under the messy and intertwined sword blades, and just when he was about to turn into an insect and escape, Shirou suddenly spoke.

"Look at what you look like now, Matou Zouken. Are you still the great magician Makiri Zolgen with great ambitions in the past?"