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

Lanmarok raised her gun, and a blue light curtain burst out from the gun again. The phantom horse let out a hoarse cry under the strong impact of her feet, and her whole body turned into a blue stream of light and rushed forward.

The azure magic enveloped the man and the horse, pulling in the dust around them, making Lanmarok look like a tornado walking close to the ground.

This time, Lanmarok did not hold back. He released the Noble Phantasm with all his strength, pulling the surrounding magic power. The amount of magic power reached its peak when he released the True Name of the Noble Phantasm.

"Lion of glory, the lance of destruction!"

The dim night was dyed with a layer of blue halo because of this attack, and in the blue of the world, a cold and sharp edge quietly flashed.

The sound of metal clashing echoed again in the gloomy night. Gawain blocked Lanmarok's attack with a sword. His high position could not make up for the difference in strength between the two knights. Lanmarok's charge was blocked at the moment of the fight.

The knight's sword and the lance collided with each other, and a bright spark flew out. The spark quickly expanded, and the light spread to the entire sword.

The flaming knight's sword spewed out tongues of fire and approached Lanmarok. Lanmarok did not dare to be careless. She clenched her palms tightly, and the blue light curtain once again surged out from the tip of the gun.

The azure blue and orange-red collided with each other, but in just a moment the azure blue was swallowed up and melted into a sea of ​​fire.

The raging flames covered the place where Lanmarok was originally standing. The flames that were originally burning quietly suddenly twisted, and accompanied by a snorting sound, the pure white phantom horse carrying Lanmarok rushed out.

A thin layer of flames covered Lanmarok's body. She shook off the remaining flames on her spear. The originally bright-colored spear had turned into a charred black, but all this could not stop her charge.

Gawain immediately turned around and threw his knight's sword at Lanmarok's mount.

There were bloody cuts on the hind legs of the white horse. The sharp blade of Kaventin easily cut off the horse's legs. The warhorse lost its balance and fell to the ground with a bang. But before that, Lanmarok had already dodged and dismounted. She pushed the ground with her feet, and magic power exploded under her feet. The thrust generated made her accelerate again, and she rushed towards the two people in front of her in an instant like a hawk flying close to the ground.

Minako looked at Ranmaroku who was so close to her, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly to reveal a disdainful sneer. The gun was only less than a fist away from her face, but it could not penetrate even a little bit.

Tristan held the weapon horizontally, and the spear collided with the metal bow, and for a moment it was evenly matched.

Lanmarok made up her mind, changed the stance of the spear in her hand and successfully forced away Tristan who was trying to protect her.

But because of this, she missed the opportunity to continue the charge.

“It’s an ugly struggle.”

She sneered at Lanmarok. Gawain also approached at this time, and he and Tristan sandwiched Lanmarok from the front and the back.

As the pages of the book turned, a magic halo emitting a eerie white light suddenly rose from Minanako's notebook and lit up around her, turning the night into day in an instant.

But before she could take the next step, Minanako raised her head alertly, and the halo spun and expanded into a round shield behind her.

Bah——!

There was a sound like a blunt knife scratching across a city wall, and the light curtain on the round shield flickered irregularly.

The burst of white light made a very slight hissing sound as if piercing a piece of thin paper.

The white light dispelled the haze and cast a shadow where there was nothing before.

Lancelot held the sword in front of him with both hands, barely resisting the whistling turbulence of magic.

Minanako turned around with an uncertain look, and swung the halo in her hand, ready to hit the man who had just revealed his figure, but her hand stopped the moment she saw the other party's sword clearly.

"You..." The sneer on her face wavered for a moment, and she changed her subject: "Illusion? Merlin!"

A distant female voice sounded, but it was not in response to Minanako:

"The inner sea of ​​stars. The platform where things are seen."

A halo curtain rose from the ground, emitting countless tiny beams of light, which shot out in all directions with Minanako as the center.

Under this exaggerated attack like a rain curtain, the air twisted and spit out a pink and white figure.

Merlin's chanting became more rapid. She raised her head and looked at Caster in the barrier with a frighteningly pale face.

"From the edge of Paradise, I will let you listen. May your stories be filled with blessings."

The chanting continued, and Caster let out a small "tsk".

Clang!

A chain fell off Caster's body, and the magic barrier dimmed a little.

The chain rushed towards Merlin and blocked him. But the moment it appeared, it was annihilated into countless tiny magic particles under the white beams of light.

"Miss Knight! Help me!"

Lancelot shouted and rushed towards Tristan first.

After Lancelot's shout, Lanmaroc seemed to realize something. She suddenly turned around and pounced on Gawain, using her body to restrict the opponent's defense.

"The innocent may pass!"

Finally, the chanting came to an end, and flower petals came from nowhere. The originally calm weather suddenly blew up with a breeze, blowing the flower petals and enveloping the figures of everyone present.

In front of her, the image of a tall tower was vaguely visible. Although it was blurry, its height, which seemed to reach the sky, was indeed visible to everyone.

The dead silence of the night seemed to be activated by something in an instant. There were tremors one after another, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

But Minako had already grabbed Merlin's neck. The magic seal on her hand lit up brightly, strengthening her own strength.

Veins popped up on her face, but perhaps because her strength was not strong enough, she failed to pull Merlin's head off for a while.

Merlin's face turned dark blue, but he showed a hint of a victorious smile.

"Shut up!"

Minako's eyes flashed with a strange light, and her blue and gold pupils stared straight into Merlin's eyes. However, Merlin responded with a provocative smile.

She opened her lips slightly and uttered the words with difficulty from her throat:

“‘The Eternally Closed Utopia (Garden of Avalon)’!”

The sea of ​​flowers began to spread from the bottom of the tower to the surroundings, the air, the forest, and even the ground. Countless petals suddenly covered the entire area. The ground began to shake and the sky began to fade. I felt upside down, dizzy, and sleepy. I wanted to open my eyes, but all I could see were petals.

A hideous hole appeared in the sky, and all the light was twisted into the hole. The ground kept rising upwards, as if it was going to drag the world back into the chaotic pure white.

Minanako was unable to stop it, nor did she want to. She lay on the ground, trying to prevent herself from being sucked into the hole in the sky.

"Sure enough... everything here is fake."

She suddenly heard Merlin's whisper in her hand.

The airflow gradually subsided and eventually returned to calm.

The night remained as it was, the petals and cracks all disappeared, along with Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others, leaving only Merlin, who had completely lost his life in Minanako's hands.

Merlin's body disintegrated into pure magic power, and the colorful particles were pulled into the ground little by little until Merlin's figure completely disappeared.

Tristan and Gawain walked slowly back to Minanako. Minanako did not show any anger after her prey escaped. She stared quietly ahead, with a strange glow emanating from her heterochromatic eyes, one blue and one gold.

She lowered her eyes, and the shadow cast on her face made it impossible to see her expression.

I hope Fujimaru Ritsuka will not disappoint her.

"Defeat me, replace me."

[Lanmarok is affected by an unknown influence]

Magic power consumption doubled, strength reduced

[Lancelot is affected by an unknown influence]

Reduced muscle strength and decreased perception

(End of this chapter)

Chapter Notes on Old Titles

2023-07-29

Chapter description about the title "Old Days"

All of these chapters are dreams of Fujimaru Ritsuka, and have no direct connection with the previous and subsequent texts. They are a recycling of the previous foreshadowing, equivalent to the fragment of 2.6. The later text will also explain why Fujimaru Ritsuka had such a dream of [Memories of the First Round Tour]. The number after "Old Days" represents the order in which these [Memories] occurred. (End of this chapter)

Chapter 221: The Eighteenth Act: The Old Days: 1

2023-07-29

In the light and shadow, Fujimaru Ritsuka only noticed the short silver-white hair that flashed quickly before his eyes.

Suddenly, I felt like I had fallen into a dream.

After the violent shaking and dizziness that felt like the world was turning upside down, there was a sharp pain as if the soul was being pulled out.

——The Holy Grail…The Holy Grail!

Someone seemed to be whispering this word in her ear.

A sharp pain suddenly hit me. Then the world began to twist rapidly. The forest that was originally hazy and had a dreamlike and magnificent color quickly melted like snow under the scorching sun, and large areas of holes decayed out of it.

The pain had not subsided yet, and Fujimaru Ritsuka felt as if he was being torn in half.

"Master."

It seems like someone is shouting this.

She forced her eyes open, and finally a ray of light appeared in the hazy darkness.

"Master!"

She finally heard clearly that someone was calling her. The voice was familiar yet distant.

She struggled to open her eyes, but her vision seemed to be shrouded in a chaotic translucent curtain.

In the endless blurry scenery, the first thing that caught his eye was the delicate little face that was so close. A pair of wine-red eyes stared at the girl, and a rare hint of worry appeared in his originally calm pupils, but when Fujimaru Ritsuka saw it, it was well restrained in his eyes.

"Great, you're finally awake."

The girl smiled peacefully, brushed off the dust on her shawl, stood up and extended her hand to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Ritsuka Fujimaru was a little dazed. She subconsciously grabbed the hand of the girl in front of her and barely stood up.

Perhaps because she had not fully woken up yet, Fujimaru Ritsuka's body was still a little heavy. The girl staggered because of being pulled by Fujimaru Ritsuka, but fortunately she quickly stood firm.

She pulled Fujimaru Ritsuka up, with a smile on her face that made people feel like spring breeze: "Nice to meet you, Master of Chaldea."

Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at the girl in front of him with some confusion.

"It was I who summoned you to this era..."

"Hey?"

Finally, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but speak out. According to normal logic, shouldn't it be the other way around?

"It's a bit difficult to explain, but it's true that I was summoned first, and then I summoned you." The girl smiled sheepishly, "In fact, I was summoned by the suppression force to solve this singularity, but because of my incompetence... it aggravated the alienation of the singularity."

"Originally, this singularity was just a disagreement caused by [Bedivere's failure to return the holy sword], and in fact I did solve the problem of Bedivere's unwillingness to return the holy sword." She said, her eyes gradually dimming: "But I didn't expect that even if he lost the holy sword, King Arthur still didn't die - the Holy Grail responded to him and summoned another me, allowing the singularity to continue."

"Another...you?" Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes became subtle. Being stared at like this, the girl's face showed embarrassment:

"It's not that I can't defeat her, I just... missed some opportunities."

"But it doesn't matter now. I summoned you - the information provided by the Inhibition Force tells me that you can deal with the Holy Grail, right? You will help me, right!"

Staring at those sparkling eyes, Fujimaru Ritsuka showed an awkward smile on her face. She nodded reluctantly and said, "Any Holy Grail that I touch will stop functioning. So we..."

"That's all right!" The white-haired half-elf suddenly raised a hand to cheer him up: "Parade! Let's parade next!"

"Para...parade?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes widened. How did the topic suddenly turn to this? And what was a parade?

"Yes, parade." The half-elf nodded solemnly. She opened her arms and hugged them. "You should have noticed, right? The whole world seems to be shrouded in a curtain."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was shocked. Wasn't it because she was not fully awake?

"This is my Noble Phantasm... or rather, another Noble Phantasm of mine, and the source of the anomaly here."

The half-elf's face showed an unspeakable look again, her lips moved a few times, her ears turned red, and finally she opened her mouth as if she had made some great decision.

She explained her Noble Phantasm and the reason for the formation of the singularity at a very fast speed.

When Ritsuka Fujimaru learned that the girl in front of him discovered the abnormality when the Noble Phantasm of "another her" was about to take shape, which led to the current unfavorable situation, Ritsuka Fujimaru finally couldn't keep the expression on his face under control.

Resisting the urge to call her a "stupid fairy", she laughed awkwardly and quickly changed the subject: "So as long as you complete the pilgrimage, your Noble Phantasm will cancel out hers, right?"

"That's true, but it still depends on whether you can solve the Holy Grail... It only takes seven days to complete the pilgrimage - it won't waste too much of your time."

The fairy tightened her face and showed a serious expression, but her evasive eyes and weak explanations still exposed her inner thoughts.

"It's embarrassing, isn't it? Tell it all."

"Yes...but even I know that being honest is the prerequisite for asking for help."