The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

Caster gave up the self-deceiving disguise. She took two steps back with Fujimaru Ritsuka and looked at Rider. She also turned a page of the notebook that she had not put away.

Looking at Caster who was so alert, Rider just shook his head slightly.

"I think my position has been accurately conveyed to you, so let me reiterate it again - I am Lanmarok, a Knight of the Round Table, but I am not a corrupted Round Table who is an accomplice of the evil like the other three colleagues."

"What is the Fallen Round Table?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little confused. Faced with this name that was full of a middle school feeling, she turned to look at Caster beside her, but there was no emotion changing on the half-elf's icy face.

"I only know that the Knights of the Round Table are all enemies." Caster pulled Fujimaru Ritsuka back two steps. She was obviously much more cautious when facing Ranmarok, who was also a Servant.

"Ah, this is inevitable... After all, my existence has successfully deceived even the mastermind behind the scenes." Lanmarok nodded, she organized her words and explained: "All this is thanks to Lord Merlin - otherwise I would have been imprinted on the puppet like other colleagues summoned by the suppression force."

"puppet……"

Fujimaru Ritsuka found it difficult to accept for a moment. She kept repeating the word and felt a bad feeling rising in her heart.

"Yes, including my body, they are all living puppets made from human bodies." Lanmarok raised her arm, removed her gauntlet to reveal her elbow, "It's just that this puppet's body is a little special. It belongs to this era, my own body."

I had an exam yesterday, so I updated it today.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 212 The Ninth Act: The Future That Will Inevitably Come

2023-07-29

No one knows how the catastrophe occurred, but the restraining force did provide early warning.

The universal holy grail, which existed as an anchor point to freeze the world, was activated when the black hand quietly pushed the situation.

But apparently every move of the inhibitory force was perfectly predicted.

The puppets created by the Masters of this era perfectly intercepted all of the Masters' powers. In order to eradicate the hidden danger of Servants in human history not obeying orders, these puppets even attempted to sew the spiritual bases of their own Servant onto their own bodies.

"This should be impossible." Lanmarok said as he looked at the flowing water in the distance, "But the [Master] who summoned me was myself. It was a living puppet that had obviously lost all vital signs and was treated by some kind of magic. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Lord Merlin to help me, I'm afraid I would have become the enemy's power."

"Merlin." Hearing the key words, Caster raised her head alertly. She looked Lanmarok up and down: "She didn't do anything strange to you, did she? That old man's magic is hard to guard against. She accidentally gave you some hints."

"Ah, the Lord Merlin I met might be different from what you remember, Menechel... He is a man."

"M... man!"

Caster almost shouted out the name, and stopped her original move to catch Lanmarok for inspection. She repeatedly confirmed: "Are you sure you are not under the illusion of that old man!"

"This kid won't make a mistake." Lanmarok touched the white phantom horse beside him, but it caused the other side to snort in dissatisfaction.

Caster quickly lost his temper when he recalled that his magic of the Eight Curse Festival was easily seen through by the other party. After finally convincing Caster, Ranmaru continued to say to Fujimaru Ritsuka: "As you can see, with the help of Lord Merlin, I replaced the original puppet and hid, and told me to wait for the arrival of the person who solved the mutation."

Caster immediately got angry and ignored Merlin. She turned sideways to block Ranmarok's sight of Fujimaru Ritsuka:

"She is my Master!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned at first, then she smiled knowingly. She took a few steps forward and held Caster's hand. When the silver-haired half-elf turned around, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't abandon you."

Caster opened her mouth slightly, she looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka blankly, and then understood:

"It's nice to be misunderstood like this."

She restrained her gaffe, and the undercurrent in her eyes quickly disappeared. Caster snorted disdainfully and deliberately made his tone sound a little nasal.

"I'm just worried that you might not be able to let it go for a while...don't forget about the contract."

Seeing Fujimaru Ritsuka grinning once again, Caster pursed her lips and once again cast a suspicious look at the smiling and silent Ranmaroku.

"I still don't believe you. Even if it's the Holy Grail War, what you said is too bizarre."

"It doesn't matter. Suspicion is the right thing to do. But you should have guessed it, Menachel. If I were really an enemy, I wouldn't have to go to such great lengths to deceive you."

Caster let out a small "tsk". Lanmarok was right - if the other party was really an enemy, then she would have come with the other Knights of the Round Table long ago.

Seeing that Caster remained silent, Lanmarok continued, "If you want to take action, you'd better do it as soon as possible. In fact, I don't know how long my undercover identity can last. In order to help the king of this era, I have done some extraordinary things... It's a pity that the king is not the chosen one as Lord Merlin said."

Witnessing the bitter smile on Lanmarok's face, Caster snorted coldly and changed his voice to a special tone of flattery: "Anyone who has anything to do with the name Merlin will pretend to be mysterious and say some unclear words to deceive people."

There was a long silence afterwards, and the evening breeze blew, ruffling Caster's hood.

"What are you going to do next?" Lanmarok was the first to break the deadlock. She asked, "The enemy is stronger than I thought."

"I will help my Master seize the Holy Grail and put an end to the changes here."

"Is that so?" Lanmarok nodded. "If you can really succeed, then don't worry about me. I will give you this life."

"What if it doesn't work..."

Lanmark looked at Fujimaru Tachika who asked this sentence with a little deep meaning, and just said lightly: "At least I can keep Lihe City under my command."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Fujimaru Tachika heard a different meaning from Lanmark's words, and the girl couldn't help shivering when the cold night wind blew her away.

"Her spiritual base has been sewn onto the body of Lanmarok of this era, and it has become somewhat beyond the control of the restraining force."

Caster's low voice echoed in Fujimaru Ritsuka's ears.

Lanmarok is neither an enemy nor a companion.

"Let's go quickly while the night is still dark..."

Lanmarok withdrew her gaze and looked at the flowing water in the distance.

Caster pulled Fujimaru Ritsuka towards the city, but Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly called out to Ranmarok out of the ordinary.

"Lanmarok!"

When Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice fell, Caster stopped walking, and Ranmaruok turned slightly to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Since you feel this way, will the other members of the round table also feel this way..."

It is obvious that Fujimaru Ritsuka does not want to give up the fighting power of Ranmaroku so easily.

Ranmaruoke simply shook his head and interrupted Fujimaru Ritsuka's unrealistic fantasy:

"According to Lord Merlin, I am the only Servant he managed to save in time - the other Knights of the Round Table had completed their spiritual foundation imprinting before he arrived."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes dimmed. Caster stared deeply at Ranmarok, and finally she took the opportunity to grab the girl and pull her away.

"Let's go, while the night is still."

This time, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not refuse and let Caster take her away.

Watching the two figures go away, Lanmarok closed his eyes and let the cool evening breeze caress his face.

The king's death had shocked her so much that Lanmarok now had difficulty distinguishing between reality and dreams.

The king with a sincere smile was not a follower like her, but a living person living in this era.

Not only the king, but even her subordinates and her leaders are all living humans, the people she swore to protect when she was alive.

This is the era in which she lives.

——If the general situation cannot be changed, then at least we must keep this little piece of land.

Lanmark was thinking, but the expression on his face suddenly froze.

On the city wall, which was empty except for her, the breeze brought the voice of Menechel, who had long gone away. The neutral voice was full of affirmation.

"Believe it or not, if we let things go on like this, everyone will become a puppet like Gawain and Percival."

"This is the future that I saw with my own eyes. It is bound to come."

Lanmarok's character card has been updated in the game related

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 213: The Tenth Scene: Merlin Team Performs a Great Service (Wrong)

2023-07-29

Lihe City, Central Clock Tower.

Caster chanted a spell in a low voice and spread the blanket created by magic on the floor of the clock tower.

"Just make do with it for now." She said, "Don't even think about living in a residential building. Not to mention the risk of being exposed, even that stubborn Lanmarok wouldn't agree to it."

They originally wanted to leave the city at night, but as dawn was approaching, Caster forced Fujimaru Ritsuka to rest.

Fortunately, after several days of camping outdoors, Fujimaru Ritsuka had already gotten used to it. She crawled into bed, and Caster sat down beside her.

The warm bedding blocked out the cold outside. She stared at the starless night sky revealed by the edge of the clock tower for a long time without closing her eyes.

"Menechel."

She suddenly called out to the servants around her.

"Ah."

Caster had already taken out the book and was flipping through it. She kept her eyes still and hummed softly to show that she was listening.

"If we travel at night..."

"Don't even think about it. I don't want to waste time with those disgusting fairies." Caster interrupted Fujimaru Ritsuka's question and flipped the pages of the book. The pages made a rustling sound in the suddenly quiet air. After a pause of about two or three seconds, Caster continued:

"And if you keep marching day and night, you will get sick in a few days. Only you can touch the Holy Grail. Before that, I must ensure your safety."

Caster's tone was certain, as if he had witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

——The Holy Grail that only the flawless can hold.

This was a genuine miracle that was different from any previous Holy Grail counterfeits, and Menechel told this to Fujimaru Ritsuka himself.

Praising her as a "flawless person", Fujimaru Ritsuka also smiled sheepishly, and turned to look at where Caster was.

"Hehehe... And I think you, Menachere, seem to be closer to the position of "Flawless Person" than I am."

"Flawless?" Caster sneered and closed the book in her hand. She placed the book on her legs and lifted her silver hair to reveal her pointed ears. "I am a witch who assimilated a fairy in order to break free from the shackles of my body. Don't be so naive."

Seeing Caster's expression suddenly turn cold and his tone gradually become low, Fujimaru Ritsuka also realized that she was temporarily speechless. She wanted to sit up in a panic but was pushed back into the quilt by Caster.

"Don't think too much, just go to sleep."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was pushed back obediently. She curled up in the large quilt, with only her eyes exposed, staring blankly at Caster.

She obviously wanted to say something else, but Caster turned the page again, stopping her from saying anything else.

"Good night."

Finally she just whispered.

Caster lowered her head, her jewel-like red eyes fixed on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face. She actually saw anticipation on the half of his face that showed his eyes.

Her lips moved and she spoke in a very low and fast voice:

"Good night."

Fujimaru Ritsuka turned her head with satisfaction, and felt her eyelids suddenly become heavy, but suddenly the image of the Lihe City Lighthouse replayed in her mind.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity surged into the girl's heart.

——Good night, Master.

There seemed to be a faint whisper in my ears.

'Where have I seen a similar scene before?'

She couldn't tell.

Because consciousness has quickly fallen into darkness.

……

Heavy breathing echoed in the empty woods.

The man with pink and white hair was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning. His untidy clothes and the bloodstains on his face showed how miserable he was at the moment.

He had already deconstructed the shallow layer of the dream: in order to maintain his treasure, that guy couldn't go too far away. As long as he escaped to the fairyland—

"Male Merlin teacher."

Without any warning, as if the space suddenly twisted, a figure suddenly appeared in the empty forest.

"You can't escape."

She slightly narrowed her blue and gold eyes, with a playful smile in her eyes, and there were countless wriggling shadows behind her.

"Minachel... no, it would be more appropriate to call you Minanako-chan." Merlin's tone remained as relaxed as usual, and he clenched his fists calmly.

The smile on Minako's face disappeared instantly, and she hooked her fingers, and countless shadows instantly enveloped Merlin's body. However, these black curses quickly collapsed after touching the white flowered robe.