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

"Come up quickly, or I'll let you freeze to death here."

Berserker's voice rang out. This was the first time Illya heard Berserker speak. His voice was so cruel that it made people feel uncomfortable. His face was slightly turned to the side with no expression.

"If you die, I will disappear with you. If you don't leave, I will just kill you right here."

Illya was intimidated and forgot to refute for a moment. She subconsciously followed Berserker's instructions and took a half step forward, but she immediately lost weight and fell forward. Berserker's hand supported her in time, and after fixing Illya's position, Berserker stood up.

The field of vision suddenly rose, and Illya inevitably panicked. She habitually grabbed Berserker's horn.

"Well."

Berserker's voice made Illya's hand freeze, but Berserker did not make any unnecessary moves.

"Hold on."

Feeling the warmth coming from beneath her body, Illya pursed her lips. For some reason, her nose suddenly felt a little sour.

She never cried.

She didn't cry when her mother passed away, and when Kiritsugu found someone to replace her.

But at this moment, she actually felt wronged, not because she was intimidated or afraid. Berserker's crude acting skills could not fool her. Moreover, Berserker seemed to want to coax her up but was afraid of scaring her.

Her body undulated with Berserker's walking, just like when she was a child, sitting on Kiritsugu's shoulders watching the scenery and competing to pick walnuts. , that was the warmth that neither Sera nor Lijielit could bring to Illya.

That warmth was a deadly poison to Illya.

But why Berserker?

It had to be Berserker. My grandfather had clearly said that Berserker was a Servant that could never be trusted.

She snorted coldly and restrained her emotions.

Looking around, the walnuts in the Winter Forest were gone, and the long needle-like leaves seemed to indicate that the person beneath her was no longer the same person she used to be.

She sniffed and suddenly came to her senses.

—Wait, coniferous forest. Are there such trees in the settlement next to the Einzbern family?

"Berserker." Illya looked around the snow-covered forest vigilantly and asked, "Where is this place?"

For Illya, Kuang Mi is the one who killed Emiya Kiritsugu, just like her adopted sister.

(End of this chapter)

Explanation of the core skill Scourge Rider

2023-07-29

Explanation of the core skill "Calamity Rider"

Details: The ability is only to enhance the Servant's mental resistance. While gaining powerful strength, the Knight will also have a strong will to match it. However, the power gained after the frenzy breaks this delicate balance. If a part of the power can be abandoned, then the balance can be regained.

Effect: Passively triggered, with the cooperation of the Master, the mana consumption is reduced. In this state, the abilities of Berserker Minesher will remain at a weak value (all except Luck drops to D), but it can communicate with considerable rationality and the demand for mana is reduced. If you want to re-enter the combat state, you need to supply mana again until you lose rationality, but it takes a long time, and you can use the Command Spell to quickly charge and achieve instantaneous release.

In addition, this skill only has two extreme states, and there is no intermediate state that has a certain rationality and restores a certain amount of power.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 293 Tenderness

2023-07-29

The surrounding coniferous forest gradually becomes sparse, and walnut trees can be seen on both sides.

"Then just go straight." Illya pointed at the road and kept complaining, "Really, Berserker, don't you remember the way at all?"

"I just need to ensure your safety."

He didn't even know how he found Illya's trace in the completely unfamiliar forest at that time.

Illya remained silent and lay quietly on Menechel's back.

A rustling sound came from the woods behind him. Minachell turned half of his face to the side, and the next moment two black shadows rushed out, drew an arc in the air, and aimed directly at the girl that Minachell was carrying on his back.

But Menechel, who was well prepared, half turned his body to the side, fixed Illya's position with both hands, and kicked the wild wolf on the head as he turned around.

The wild wolf immediately flew backwards and hit its companion behind it.

But the rustling sounds coming from all around did not decrease, but became more and more dense. From the darkness on all sides, countless green lights lit up.

"We are surrounded. There are quite a few of them. Those who dare to approach us are not ordinary beasts... Are they artificially raised magical beasts?"

Menechel took a quick look and made a judgment. On the way here, due to the aura of the "Knight of Disaster", these monsters without the ability to think instinctively shrank back, but now in order to save Illya's magic power, he took the initiative to exit that state, causing these beasts to target him.

He looked at Illya again. There was an obviously abnormal blush on the girl's face, and her body temperature was much higher than at the beginning. She was able to stay awake thanks to the support of magic.

The girl's condition was not good. Even if the magic supply was reduced, the magic power just to maintain his present world was amazing enough. In addition, she was lying directly on the snow when she was unconscious before. Illya probably had a fever at this time.

But Illya herself seemed to have no self-awareness of this. She sat on his shoulder, looked around with disdain, and suddenly raised her finger: "Berserker, kill them."

Menechel released the hand that was supporting Illya, and instead held Illya in his arms with one hand, and his freed left hand also grabbed the third wolf that pounced on him.

"Close your eyes."

Menechel's warning and the wolf's howl sounded at the same time, and then she felt dizzy.

Then the warm liquid splashed on Illya's face.

"Well."

Illya wrinkled her nose, and when she opened her eyes she saw a ferocious wolf head. The dark green eyes on the head still had a tyrannical light, but the body under the wolf head had disappeared, leaving only a lonely head hanging on Berserker's arm.

The warm liquid that just dripped onto her face was the blood that flowed from Berserker's arm.

The blood quickly turned into magic particles and disappeared. Menachel took away the arm that was blocking Illya, and his voice rang out again.

"Close your eyes!"

There was obviously more anger in his voice than before, and if you look closely, you can see that the skin on Minechel's hands seems to be stained with a layer of black.

Almost at the same time when the black layer was about to bulge outward into black scales, Illya felt a phantom-pain-like burning sensation coming from the magic circuits throughout her body. The sudden abnormality made Illya groan without any psychological preparation.

But the burning pain was fleeting, and the black layer on Berserker's arm also disappeared.

The cloudiness in his eyes dissipated again, and his vision became clearer.

……

The naked upper body was covered with claw marks and bite wounds, which were bleeding. The blood dripped and quickly dispersed into magic power, making Berserker seem to be surrounded by a layer of golden light. The wounds were not deep, and they could be quickly healed with enough magic power.

Compared to Minasiel, the beasts that actively attacked were inferior. The originally white snow was contaminated by the wolf corpses and blood lying all over the place. A black wolf that was not completely dead was struggling and wailing on the ground, and was stomped on the head by Minasiel who approached.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You can open your eyes now."

He lowered his head and found Illya staring at him with wide eyes.

It was obvious that she didn't listen to his instructions just now.

Perhaps I should have been gentler when I ended the wolf's life just now.

Thinking this in his heart, Minachell kept a blank expression on his face. He asked casually, "What should we do next?"

"You're hurt." She answered irrelevantly.

"It's just a minor injury. These wolves' attacks were all caused by you." Minashel's eyes froze, and he explained.

A fluorescent green light appeared on Illya's hands. She stretched out her hands and let the healing magic cover the wound on Berserker's arm, but it only lasted for a moment. The green light on her hands disappeared, but the wound only stopped bleeding.

Illya exhaled a breath of white air: "It's so cold."

Menechel's eyes narrowed, and he noticed that the blush on Illya's cheeks deepened and her eyes became more cloudy.

It was obvious that the treatment just now had increased the girl's burden.

He pulled Illya into his arms, but he was only a servant and could not transmit his body temperature to Illya.

"Sure enough, I should have known."

Menachere held Illya in his arms and headed in the direction she had pointed.

The magic power Berserker required was much less than at the beginning, so much so that she could hardly feel the loss of magic power, and it felt like Berserker could disappear at any time.

Because her body was overdrawn, he unilaterally cut off the supply of magic power to her. He realized that his actions would bring burden to her, so he used superb skills to end the battle with any enemy because he was worried that she would get hurt.

"Do not talk."

Berserker's voice was cold, but it brought warmth to Illya's heart.

That's why the first magic synchronization failed, Berserker didn't want to hurt her. That's why Berserker is so weak now, because he wants to help her save magic.

Always protecting himself, just like the noble knight in the legend.

Nestled in Berserker's arms, she seemed to have returned to her childhood, held by Kiritsugu. The Holy Grail, redemption, and the origin, none of these had anything to do with her anymore.

My head is still dizzy, but it doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Everything would be fine as long as Berserker was here. Berserker would protect her, just like he had every time before.

She knew that Berserker simply mistook her for Avril, the girl she had seen in her dreams.

But after being treated so gently, how could I possibly run away...

She felt the warm embrace, and Illya rubbed her head against the strong arms. She murmured softly as if she was talking in her sleep: "Berserker, you are so gentle..."

Menechel said nothing. He climbed over another hill again. The woods became sparse, and at the highest point of the snow-capped mountain, a towering castle stood before him.

He finally found his destination.

The knights who died at the hands of Xieminai: They were really gentle. I didn't feel any pain when they killed me.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 294 Completed

2023-07-29

The trial was completed, but Illya had a fever.

After Sera fed Illya some antipyretic medicine, she went out and closed the door for Illya before leaving.

The room was temporarily quiet. When the footsteps outside the door faded away, Illya changed her previous weak and unable to move appearance. She sat up and spoke in the lowest voice possible: "Berserker."

Magic gathered beside her bed and formed a human shape. As soon as the figure appeared, Menechel reached out and pulled up the quilt that had fallen to Illya's lower abdomen. Illya squinted her eyes and seemed to enjoy this moment.

"I want to eat apples."

Illya pointed to the fruit basket on the bedside table.

Clearly, when Sera asked before, Illya used the excuse of "wanting to sleep" to drive the maid out. Menachel took a look, but did not refuse. He picked up the knife and the light feel made him quite uncomfortable.

"When I recover, I will set off for Dongmu." Illya murmured as she watched Menchel peel an apple. She looked up at Menchel as if she suddenly thought of something, her eyes sparkling as if they were glowing: "Does Berserker have any impression of Dongmu?"

"I am a heroic spirit from Britain, and I have no memory of the Far East."

“That’s not the case.” Illya puffed up her face, but when she saw Menechel’s doubts, she calmed down and explained, “Grandpa said that you were the winner of the last Holy Grail War, so he specially prepared your relic.”

"The winner, Saber? That spell of frenzy shouldn't be cast on me." Menechel didn't look up and continued to peel the apple. He was curious about the small blade. In his past life, blades were only used in battles. This was the first time he used them to peel apples.

"Saber is Kiritsugu's Servant. Grandpa said you were a Lancer, and then you defeated Saber... Um, your real name is King Arthur, right?"

Menechel paused in his movements, and the entire fruit peel was cut off because of the abrupt pause.

"So, I, Lancer, won?"

Menechel raised his head. Although there was no change in his expression, his voice was much higher than before.

"You have no impression?"

Menechel shook his head. He peeled off the remaining peel and cut the flesh into small pieces in a bowl before handing it to Illya.

He, Lancer, defeated King Arthur. If that really happened, he would have no idea about it.

Illya took the fork, picked up the apple and took a small bite, and suddenly there was no sound.

"what happened?"

“Same as Kiritsugu…” Illya whispered, spitting out a small piece of the fruit core in her palm: “Chop up even the core.”

The indifference on Menachel's face froze, but he didn't really notice it. After all, this was his first time serving someone.

"But Kiritsugu doesn't want me anymore. Now only Berserker cuts apples this way."