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

Through the causal line, Altria Alter warned Fujimaru Ritsuka: "Be alert, Master. I don't know whether Berserker is a friend or an enemy, but he is definitely not Minachell."

Obviously, the Black King was the first one to hand over Berserker Menechel, but now she was also the first one to deny that he was Menechel. However, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not refute, but just maintained the flawless smile on his face that he had practiced many times.

Because she is the one who knows Minachel best here.

How should I describe this chapter? It is just information filling, which may make the subscribed book friends feel that it is watery. I can only say sorry, because no matter how I change it, it will be almost the same. This is already the best version among the past five versions.

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Chapter 255: Rice Saint and Assault Girl (Mist)

2023-07-29

"Well."

As soon as he regained consciousness, Archer forced himself to open his eyes, but the tight feeling of being bound and the numb pain that filled his body made him groan.

——What exactly is going on?

His memory was still stuck on the tug-of-war with the wolf king. At that time, he was about to escape from the wolf's mouth, but was knocked over by a motorcycle rushing out from the side, and then... the tail?

Archer tried to move his limbs, but was unable to do anything. Combined with the unfamiliar environment around him, he guessed that he was being held captive.

"Finally woke up."

A hoarse male voice sounded, and then a familiar black tail came into view. The tail flexibly wrapped around Archer's shoulders and turned him in another direction.

What caught my eye were two faces, a man and a woman. The one who was speaking was the man. The arrogant smile on his face and the icy expression of the woman next to him showed a complete contrast.

There was no doubt that this orc with two horns on his head was the one who attacked him, but at this moment Archer's eyes were fixed on the woman next to him.

The woman's clothes are also mainly black, and her pale face and pale hair make her look like a traditional villain.

But he gave Ritsuka Fujimaru such a role.

"Where's the Master?"

"She's fine now, but you—" Menachere stretched out his tone: "Seeing me here, won't you give up your disguise, boss?"

"Boss?"

Archer was visibly stunned for a moment, and the tail wrapped around his body suddenly tightened, strangling his neck tightly.

"Whether it's the voice, face, or tone of voice, they are all exactly the same as the guy who summoned me. Who are you?"

Menechel's tail retracted, strangling Archer so much that he couldn't utter a word.

"Stop, Menachel... Sir." Alter spoke at this time, and she used the blade of her sword to slap away the tail that was wrapped around Archer.

Without the restraints on his body, Archer immediately started coughing, but Alter placed his sword on the opponent's neck.

"Tell me your real name, what your treasure is, and what your purpose is."

"It looks like the Master has been protected by you." Archer spoke up just after calming down his breathing. His voice was surprisingly relaxed. He looked at the two evil forces in front of him: "... You might as well explain it more clearly. Although I can understand it if you say so."

"Don't try to play dumb. What is your purpose in approaching Fujimaru Ritsuka?"

Archer turned his gaze to Menechel on the other side. But the man seemed to have completely handed over the interrogation to Artoria and just raised his chin in confusion.

"I see. It seems that this Knight suspects that I am an enemy, right?"

Altria stared at Archer, but unexpectedly she denied it:

"No, I saw it very realistically. Your gesture of protecting Fujimaru Ritsuka was undoubtedly real."

"The contract between you and Fujimaru Ritsuka has no binding effect. At that moment, you could have left Fujimaru Ritsuka behind and escaped alone, so why did you save her?"

Silence, long silence.

This atmosphere lasted for about ten seconds before Archer hesitantly said, "I don't know. I don't know why, but my body moved involuntarily. But after you put it, it's really incredible - could it be that I'm really a righteous friend who can't bear to see girls get hurt in front of me?"

"Ah."

An extremely harsh sneer came out of Menechel's mouth, attracting the attention of everyone present, and then he raised his chin arrogantly.

"Boss, stop making me laugh. You are Moriarty. If you say you are a partner of justice, then I can call myself a saint."

"Moriarty... I think this is my name. Well, this should be my real name." He looked up at Minachell, his eyes became deep: "It seems that you know another me, right?"

--another.

Archer narrowed her eyes, she keenly caught the information leaked in the other party's words.

"You know there's another you here, right?"

"Well, strictly speaking I'm a clone, a remnant, or a waste. My real name was taken away, and most of my power was taken away with it."

Alter glanced at the man beside her, but could not see any expression on his face.

Retracting her gaze, Altria Alter nodded to Archer:

"If it's true what you say, then you are still trustworthy."

"Of course. You even accepted the guy next to you who just attacked the Master. You have no reason not to believe me."

Moriarty also smiled. He could tell from the subtle atmosphere just now that the two evil forces who looked like a couple did not get along well with each other - so much so that Altria Alter did not hesitate to bring himself in to achieve checks and balances within the team.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not their companion. I'm just looking for an ally to hunt down the stupid wolves together out of my own hatred. As long as we succeed, their life or death, or even my life or death, is not important."

Altria immediately gave Menechel a warning with a glare at his negative remarks, and she used the causal line to reach Fujimaru Ritsuka and comforted Moriarty:

"The Master also advocates trusting you, but out of caution I have to take this approach first."

Ringing——

But before Fujimaru Ritsuka appeared, the sound of a ringtone echoing in the quiet room appeared.

the phone is ringing.

The single ring tone of the old landline phone echoed continuously in the closed and narrow room. The three servants looked over there at the same time.

"Come to think of it, there is a telephone in your base?" Minashel looked at the Black King.

"No, I didn't notice it at all before this."

None of the three moved, and the ringing died down after a while.

But about half a minute later, the bell rang again.

Also at this time.

The door was pushed open with a creaking sound, and Fujimaru Ritsuka poked his head in.

She noticed the unusual atmosphere in the room and her eyes fell on the ringing phone beside the door.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I'll pick it up."

Altria Alter pulled Fujimaru Ritsuka away from the phone. She picked up the receiver vigilantly, and a layer of magic power floated around her body to prevent any magic that might be transmitted through the phone.

"I'm Altria."

Her sharp voice rang out.

There was a creaking electrical noise coming from the receiver first, followed by a muffled male voice.

"I'm Edward Downers."

"Come to National Highway No. 4. There is the assault girl you fought with before. She is your companion."

I have something to do in the next two days, so I have to wait until Tuesday to finish updating today.

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Chapter 256 Assault Girl and Ice Girl

2023-07-29

The flagpole of the battle flag was covered with large patches of charred black marks, and the flag depicting a coiled dragon also had a few burnt yellow spots. One could imagine how tough a battle Jeanne Alter had just experienced.

Archer from Shinjuku, the man who used modern firearms, was one of the top three knights, the Archer Knight, but he used all the methods of Assassin. If she hadn't been shot in the abdomen by mistake, how could she have been forced into such a situation.

The sea of ​​fire released by her Noble Phantasm temporarily isolated Archer from Shinjuku. Jeanne Alter's eyes quickly scanned the surrounding environment, and all possible escape routes were blocked.

——Tatta.

The stomping of footsteps mingled with the sound of flames searing the air.

"hateful."

She held up the battle flag and looked in the direction where the sound came from, which was now surrounded by wriggling tongues of fire.

Under Jeanne Alter's surprised gaze, the sea of ​​fire seemed to be split apart at high speed by an invisible sharp blade, and a figure walked out from the orange-yellow flames.

"It's not Archer. Judging from his clothes, it should be Caster."

Jeanne Alter narrowed her eyes vigilantly and was about to speak when she saw the other party stretched out a finger to her lips and made a gesture to her to keep quiet.

A gust of wind passed between the two people, bringing up a heat wave, and the sea of ​​fire that cut off Jeanne Alter's retreat was instantly torn into a narrow gap.

"Go to National Highway 4."

Amid the blazing fire and the rustling wind, Jeanne Alter was not sure if she had really heard the sound.

Jeanne Alter raised her eyebrows. She stared deeply at the figure standing with his back to the orange-yellow flames. Jeanne Alter was sure that she had never seen this person in Shinjuku before.

But I can’t care about that anymore.

She supported her body and quickly got into the gap.

……

Her body had already reached its limit. If she were not a Servant - no, it should be said that only now that she was a Servant, she could have relied on her so-called illusory will to keep walking along the street.

National Highway 4.

Jeanne Alter didn't know how long she had been walking on this endless street. Her body had gone from being scorching hot at the beginning to gradually feeling cold. At this moment, her will seemed to have finally been exhausted.

At a certain moment, Joan of Arc Alter felt that the scenery in front of her eyes blurred, and her body finally fell forward uncontrollably.

But her face did not feel the cold touch of hitting the ground.

She seemed to fall into someone's arms.

Jeanne Alter was a little surprised. She raised her eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of an exquisite but cold face.

——It was the ice girl. She had met her several times before, although the encounters were not very pleasant.

"This hard touch is more comfortable than falling to the ground."

Although she said this, Jeanne Alter still closed her eyes and relaxed. Although she was reluctant to admit it, she knew that this was a trustworthy character.

But before she closed her eyes, the feeling of weightlessness came over her.

"Really? Then you might as well just lie on the ground forever."

This time, Jeanne Alter's face hit the ground hard, and in her ears she heard Altria Alter's uncompromising sneer.

"Ice Girl! What are you doing!?"

"It's just to satisfy your foolish wish." Altria Alter dodged Jeanne's attack easily by just turning sideways. She looked down at Jeanne Alter, who was lying on the ground with an angry face, and said, "As a Servant with a Master, I just obeyed the order out of habit. After all, I am a Servant with a Master, and I have a Master."

"Why do you have to repeat it three times! Flat-chested ice girl!" Jeanne Alter somehow managed to get up with the strength she needed. She grabbed the shoulder of Fujimaru Ritsuka who was treating her and said, "When you sign the Servant Contract, can you accept some reliable Servants, like your shield user - eh? Why didn't I see her this time?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little uncomfortable pushing away Jeanne Alter who was almost sticking to her, and explained: "Mashu is taking a break for some reason."

"Rest - that's a shame." Feeling the pain in her abdomen gradually subside under the nourishment of healing magic, Jeanne Alter narrowed her eyes and recalled Archer's sneak attack in Shinjuku: "Ah, if that little girl was by my side at the time, I wouldn't have lost so easily."

"Hey, Assault Girl. The Servant possessing that child is Galahad, which means she is also my subordinate." Altria stared at Jeanne's face, which was 70% similar to hers, and said sinisterly, "Poaching is forbidden."

"Huh? I didn't expect that an ice girl like you would be so emotional, but don't you have enough subordinates?" Jeanne Alter said, looking around at the mohawk-haired thugs hiding in the shadows, "I thought all your subordinates were like these."

When the thugs saw Jeanne Alter coming, they all shrank back into the shadows.

"Look carefully, they are my brothers."

The speaker was a rough male voice, and just hearing the voice was enough to imagine this person's personality.

That was Menechel.

She looked at Jeanne Alter with an extremely unhappy look at this time: "I always feel that there is a disgusting smell coming from you."

"That's you, right? It smells disgusting. Or are all the servants in your Phantom Demon Alliance like this?" Jeanne Alter raised the battle flag in her hand: "It just so happens that I haven't avenged you yet."