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

The next moment a strong wind blew from Minanako's side, and Merlin swung his knight sword straight into the girl's lower abdomen.

Minanako glanced at Merlin sideways, she did not flinch or avoid it, and there was a look of disdain in her eyes.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the holy sword seemed to have hit an invisible barrier and could not move forward.

The rustic sepia book slowly floated up, its pages slowly turning as Merlin watched.

The dark spell on the fourth page quickly faded, revealing the pure golden fifth page, and a confident smile appeared on Minanako's face.

Golden chains emerged from the pages of the book, one layer after another, and locked tightly around Merlin's body.

Merlin struggled hard for several times, but still couldn't break free.

"Don't struggle, Half-Nightmare. This is a confinement magic for fairies."

"Is this also the final magic that will bind you?" Merlin looked at Minanako and simply gave up struggling.

Minanako's face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and she looked at Merlin coldly, but her expression once again aroused Merlin's interest.

"You were clearly already in deep sleep in your dreams at night, but you chose to catch me at this time... Are you facing your own weaknesses? No, I'm afraid it's because you were tied up with something during the day, so you could only choose this time..."

"Don't provoke me. I won't kill you." Minako spoke, but she calmed down: "In order to prevent your original body from receiving the information, you will be sealed for the time being."

If Arthur of this era had not suddenly summoned the old man in front of her, she would not have wanted to provoke Merlin at all.

"That's not up to you."

Merlin raised the corners of his mouth, his body trembled and flashed, and then golden magic particles peeled off his body layer by layer.

Minanako didn't move at all, just watched Merlin destroy his spiritual base.

"You really can't dream now."

Merlin smiled knowingly, as if he had achieved some great victory.

"Looks like I'm the winner, Minako-chan."

In this way, the last piece of missing information is completed.

——The rest will be left to the other him.

Merlin's figure completely burned up.

Minako slowly lowered her head, but the next moment she raised it again with a smile on her face again:

"Teacher Merlin, I won."

If Fujimaru Ritsuka can't complete the tour even with the information about Ranmaroku and the two Merlin teachers,

"Don't let me down, my dear—"

“——Master.”

This volume can be regarded as a fairy tale, which is quite warm.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 214 Classic Re-Engraving

2023-07-29

With Lanmarok's deliberate release of water, the defense of Lihe City became extremely weak, and even the most rigorous defense of the main gate only remained on the surface.

Caster mixed in with the caravan leaving the city, holding onto Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand to prevent himself and the girl from being separated, while carefully observing the surrounding environment out of the corner of his eye.

Looking at the scattered knights who were yawning and listlessly standing at the city gate to maintain order, Caster even doubted whether they had the ability to suppress the riot.

Although he knew that this was the result that Lanmarok had specifically explained last night, Caster still felt a little unhappy.

The two of them moved forward slowly and sluggishly, and it was almost noon when they passed through the city gate.

He mixed in with the outgoing caravan and followed the merchants to settle in a nearby village.

The kind village chief also thoughtfully arranged a separate room for Fujimaru Ritsuka and Caster.

The caravan moved very slowly, and in order not to attract attention, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Caster had to slow down, so that it was already approaching evening.

I had to give up the idea of ​​parting ways with this group of suspicious merchants after entering the village.

"Let's stay here tonight."

Finally, there were only two people left in the room.

I remember that the last time I stayed in the village, I was also assigned to a separate wooden house. Unfortunately, the village was attacked by goblins before dawn.

Putting the unlucky thoughts behind her, she turned to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka beside her. From the beginning, the girl had been hesitant to speak.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

——If the causal line had not been unusable, perhaps she would have been unable to resist speaking at the city gate.

Fujimaru Ritsuka had been holding it in for the whole journey but had not been able to find a chance to be alone. Now she felt relieved and told him about her discovery:

"I just saw Miss Lanmaroc on the side of the road when I was leaving town."

"Since she didn't come with us, that already shows her choice."

Caster's calm answer surprised Fujimaru Ritsuka a little. She thought Menachere would be more surprised.

"Do you really want her help?" Fujimaru Ritsuka's overly explicit question quickly attracted Caster's attention. She stared into Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes with a dangerous light flashing in her eyes: "That's right... After all, compared to a weak Servant like me, a powerful knight like her is more in line with your expectations."

There was a dangerous tone in the calm tone. Caster said casually:

"But in all the futures I have seen, you don't have this path..."

"I know, I know. This self-enforced contract will make me explode instantly." Ritsuka Fujimaru said the second half of the sentence for Caster in a condescending tone.

Caster was interrupted in the middle of her words with her mouth open, a little overwhelmed. She glared at Fujimaru Ritsuka angrily, but she couldn't control herself and let out an embarrassing moan.

"Guh."

Almost at the same time as the words came out of her mouth, Caster hurriedly covered her mouth. She looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka who was smiling, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't imitate me!"

"But I'll get tired of hearing the same thing repeated every day." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled, and she jogged a few steps to avoid Caster's hand that was stretched out to cover her mouth: "And Caster, you're very cute too."

In Fujimaru Ritsuka's opinion, Caster's daily threats, which are almost becoming a daily task, just happen to show the other party's inner anxiety.

——It is also the duty of a qualified Master to be considerate of every Servant.

Caster lowered his head and said nothing. This unusual behavior made Fujimaru Ritsuka worried and he leaned back, but as soon as he got closer, he heard a very low chanting voice.

"Menechel?"

The singing stopped abruptly, and Caster suddenly covered his mouth and squatted down, accompanied by the sound of slight inhalation.

"It's all your fault. I bit my tongue!"

Caster raised his head and stared at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, but before she could make any move, Caster, who was originally crouching on the ground to defend, suddenly jumped up, she bounced up and almost hung on Fujimaru Ritsuka, and grabbed both sides of Fujimaru Ritsuka's cheeks with both hands, and laughed cheaply: "You don't really think I can use magic?"

——This scumbag loli! She is lying again!

Fujimaru Ritsuka grumbled in his heart, but he said honestly: "It's my fault! Please let me go!"

Caster didn't use much strength to easily let go of Fujimaru Ritsuka, and she slid off Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with a little smugness, and when she saw the magic seal gradually lighting up in the girl's hand while she was rubbing her face, she turned and warned, "Don't be stupid enough to use magic recklessly, or something terrible will happen - even healing magic."

Apart from the Noble Phantasm that produces almost no magical fluctuations, the only magic that Caster has ever used in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka is the magic to conceal his breath, but even so, he was still discovered by Ranmarok's horse.

"In the future I have seen, eight out of ten times your death will be due to the abuse of magic."

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was originally thinking about self-healing, immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at Caster in surprise. Facing Fujimaru Ritsuka's gaze, Caster proudly straightened his flat chest and said, "What do you think I was doing while you were sleeping?"

"Yes, yes." Fujimaru Ritsuka pulled off Caster's hood. "So you are also very capable! When it comes to intelligence gathering ability, you are uniquely strong."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's praise was sincere. If she hadn't relied on Caster's eyes, it would have been difficult for her to figure out the information about this singularity.

Caster was stunned for a moment, and a look of struggle appeared on his face.

"……actually……"

Caster stopped talking suddenly, her ears moved, and then she put her hood back on almost at the same time as the door was pushed open, with her hands so fast that they left an afterimage.

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

As she said this, Fujimaru Ritsuka withdrew her gaze from Caster, and along with her voice she was pulled out of the creaking wooden door.

The setting sun shone through the door, and a middle-aged woman in simple clothes smiled politely with her back to the sunset.

"The village has prepared some food, do you need it?"

It was obvious that the village chief had asked her to come over, and in order not to embarrass the two girls he had deliberately chosen a peasant woman.

So Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Caster, and seeing that Caster did not clearly show a look of rejection, Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Auntie."

Compared to the black bread that Caster stored with his magic power, hot rice was more to her taste.

"Wait a moment, I'll get it for you."

"No, that's not necessary, we can do it ourselves..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka instinctively didn't want to trouble others, but Caster suddenly pulled her sleeve.

"Thank you for your help."

Caster's voice had a sweetness that was not usually there, like a child acting coquettishly to his mother, which made Fujimaru Ritsuka shudder.

But it was obvious that the middle-aged peasant woman in her forties was very impressed by this. The polite smile on her face became softer, and she turned and left, closing the door behind her.

Caster stared at Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Try not to show yourself in crowded places."

"I know." Fujimaru Ritsuka stuck out her tongue and showed a silly smile. She praised from the bottom of her heart: "Sure enough, there are good people in every era."

"We did give him money." Caster's voice returned to its coldness. But perhaps realizing that his words were not accurate, he added, "But he is indeed a good person."

Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly passed over this scene and turned her attention to another matter. Her eyes sparkled:

"What were you going to say to me just now?"

"Just now?" Caster hesitated for a moment, frowned but soon relaxed: "I just want to remind you not to show up in crowded places."

"Then can you talk to me in the same tone as before?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's style suddenly changed, revealing his true intentions.

"No."

It was rejected without any surprise.

"Just once, just once."

"I said no, it's no!" Caster gritted his teeth and said, "That's a reward for kind people."

"I'm a good person!" Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was designated as a flawless person by Caster, came close to Caster: "You're really cute!"

"Cute or something... shut up!" Caster couldn't control his expression and his eyes were scattering everywhere, but his voice became quieter: "At least not now, we have to wait until no one is disturbing us."

Having said that, the kind lady has yet to show up again.

Finally, Fujimaru Ritsuka keenly noticed the change in Caster's facial expression.

"How about I go out and take a look?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka just thought that Caster was a little impatient. She knew that Caster's fairy-like appearance was not suitable to appear in front of ordinary people, so she took the initiative to propose.

"do not go!"

Caster lowered his voice and stopped Ritsuka Fujimaru from taking the next step.

She had a sullen face, her small nose twitched, and fell silent.

The smell of blood, or rather, the smell of human blood.

Assimilating the sense of smell of the fantasy species made her extremely confident in her judgment.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

Just at this moment, there was an orderly knock on the door.

Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to open the door, but was pulled back by Caster. She made a gesture of silence with her other hand, and a small notebook appeared out of thin air. A pair of strange-colored eyes stared at the wooden door.