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

"I don't need you to nag me!" Toosaka Rin's voice was not without a hint of tears, but it was more of a determination that came from being suppressed to the extreme and then rebounding from the bottom: "I've found a way to defeat Berserker!"

"Really? Congratulations then."

Kallen's smile remained unchanged. If she had really found it, Tōsaka Rin should have ignored her obstruction and let Rider defeat the dying Berserker in one fell swoop instead of letting it go.

……

As soon as it returned to the Einzbern base, the dragon had to make an emergency landing.

Pain and distension, as if the whole body is being stretched apart from the inside.

Nausea, nausea, want to vomit... but can't.

The nausea from the soul was the instinctive rejection after accommodating the soul of a Servant. It was the soul of Archer who had just been defeated. A large number of complicated memories belonging to Archer poured in, almost stretching Illya's body apart, crushing Illya's original soul and rearranging it.

It was as if she was still restrained by Caster. In this state, she could not use her magic power at all and had completely lost her functions as a magician.

This is the case with one Servant, and Illya can already foresee her own end. She will first gradually lose the ability to move, and then the ability to think. It is estimated that by the time the fourth and fifth Servant are accommodated, Illya's soul will be completely buried by the remnants of the Servant's souls. All her functions as a human being will cease, and she will truly become a vessel for the advent of the Holy Grail.

She retched for a while. When the dizziness eased a little, she supported Berserker's broken body. Not only her, but Berserker had also reached his limit.

Fortunately, he did not insist on attacking just now, otherwise Berserker might really have defeated Rider.

The red light of the Command Seal spread from Illya's hand to Berserker's body. She thought back to Kallen and the look the nun had given her for the last time. She knew too much. Perhaps she had to let Berserker kill her first.

"I'm sorry, Berserker." She touched Menechel's drooping head, her eyes becoming gentle: "You died once, but you only killed one Archer."

"But I'm really scared. I don't want to be unable to move so early... It's so strange. There was nothing wrong before, but now..."

Red A's death is certain. If no enemy servant died at that time, the plot would be dragged out and repeated. Under the circumstances at that time, Red A was the most likely to die (mainly because I don't want to write the battle of his inherent barrier for the second time, it's too difficult to write)

After resurrecting once, the durability is reduced to A. After being hit by Saber's Noble Phantasm, the durability is reduced to B. After being damaged by the Noble Phantasm three times, Kuang Mi can't hold on. Ranmarok has the [Camelot attribute]. Kuang Mi can't use the Noble Phantasm when facing Ranmarok, so he can't be resurrected. A head-on battle is disadvantageous. The other trio doesn't know this information, so in their opinion, there is only one Rider left in the battle, and it is definitely not able to beat Kuang Mi, so it's a psychological game.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 312 Little Holy Grail

2023-07-29

Illya, who had been educated in the ancient aristocratic style, did not eat at the dining table today, but went into her room instead.

Illya doesn't eat much, but today she seems to eat even less than usual.

Menechel stared at Illya from the side.

"What's wrong, Berserker?"

"You ate a little less today." Menachel didn't answer until Sera left with the plate. When he took Illya to eat on the street before, Illya insisted on finishing her meal even when her stomach was bloated.

"Well, I ate something at Ryudo Temple before." Illya wiped her mouth with a napkin: "That auntie was very kind. She gave me the daifuku she bought."

It was the middle-aged woman who took Illya to talk at Ryudo Temple. Minashel remembered that she said she came to pray for her daughter who was in the hospital.

Such words explain why Illya's appetite has become so small, but Menechel is still worried.

He continued to stare at Illya. However, since he was not as smart as Aguiwen, it would be difficult for him to guess the answer.

"If you have something on your mind, you can tell me."

He wanted to trick the answer out of it.

Illya was amused by Menechel's poor acting.

"Berserker, you should also know." Illya grabbed Berserker's hand with her free hand: "I may not live until the end of the Holy Grail War."

Menechel's pupils suddenly shrank and he opened his mouth to ask.

Illya pulled out her fingers that were entwined around her silver-white hair and put them to her lips, making a [silence] gesture to Menechel.

"Sera and the others don't know yet. I'm only telling you, Berserker." Illya looked at Menechel: "So, can you listen to me, Berserker?"

"I am the vessel for the Holy Grail created by Einzbern to descend. I will eventually become the Holy Grail."

"伱......"

As Illya finished her words, great fear enveloped Menechel, his pupils trembled, and he had not experienced that kind of chilling feeling for many years.

As long as the Holy Grail War continues, Illya will gradually transform towards the Holy Grail, and no matter how many enemies Menechel defeats, he cannot reverse this situation.

He instantly thought of the gray-haired old man in the Einzbern Castle, and a bone-chilling chill surged through his body.

"Well."

Illya wrapped herself in the quilt uncomfortably, and the murderous intent in Menechel quickly faded.

"There will be a way... I will take you away."

Familiar words, Illya remembered that those were the words Kiritsugu often said to his mother. An inexplicable light flashed in Illya's eyes, and an apologetic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Grandpa won't leave me any chances. My body can only support me through this year at best."

More than 70% of her body has been transformed into magic circuits. While possessing magical power comparable to that of the earth's veins, Illya's body also withers much faster than that of ordinary humans. This is why her body has remained at the age of eight when she underwent the transformation.

"Don't be sad, Berserker. I was born for this, and I've been mentally prepared. I'm glad I met you in the end. After seeing the outside world, knowing that this world is ordinary and that there is nothing I'm attached to or nostalgic for, I'm already satisfied."

Already satisfied.

Just as it had been decided long ago, he would fulfill his mission, participate in the Holy Grail War, fight with others, and finally, die peacefully.

That's enough.

But even though I was satisfied, I still wanted to cry.

My chest felt like it was blocked by a stone, my breathing became difficult, and the tip of my nose and the corners of my eyes became sore.

When she first saw the world outside the castle, when she first met people who cared about her, when she went shopping for the first time and shared desserts with them and was praised for being cute, when she saw the smiles of children, adults, and other insignificant people, her will, which she thought was indestructible, collapsed in a moment.

She doesn't want to die.

After seeing that there are so many things worth cherishing in the outside world, how could she be willing to die alone in obscurity?

She also wanted to get up at 7am and go to school like a normal kid, make lots of friends, and grow up with her parents.

But she had to die. For the continuation of her family, for Sera and Lijelite, and for the survival of other androids, she personally pursued her own death.

And if I don't say that and instead ask Berserker for help, Berserker will be troubled, right?

She was just a substitute for his self-salvation. Moreover, there was no way to free [the individual named Illya] from the whirlpool of fate and family. Even the Holy Grail of miracles required Illya herself as a sacrifice.

Illya closed her eyes and yawned, using this action to hide her disappointment. But she was indeed sleepy, not only physically, but Archer's soul was still stuffed in her body and had not been completely absorbed.

Illya curled up in the quilt, her eyelids almost unable to open, but even so she was unwilling to let go of Berserker's hand.

Illya whispered in an almost inaudible voice: "Berserker, stay with me and don't go anywhere."

Feeling the warmth coming from his palm, Menachel wrapped Illya's small palm with his own.

"Ah."

His voice was soft, as if he was afraid to disturb Illya, but his voice was clearly heard by Illya.

"That's good."

Illya could finally close her eyes peacefully.

"As long as I am not alone at the end of my life, it doesn't matter who I am used as a substitute for."

Seeing Illya's breathing gradually stabilize, he tried to recall the scene when he took care of the sick Avril, and was sure that Illya was indeed asleep. The gentle disguise on his face was shattered like a mirage.

Want to give up?

He thought of Avril's body slowly cooling down in his arms, and Menechel clenched his fists.

—never again!Will never happen again!

……

The injuries that Matou Shinji sustained looked serious, but in fact they were only flesh wounds. With the healing magic of Toosaka Rin, he was able to recover the most basic mobility in less than half a day.

Toosaka Rin sat on the floor of the training room, took a sip of the cold tea brought by Emiya Shirou. The dignity of drinking tea and the casual sitting posture made Toosaka Rin appear elegant and ungraceful at the same time.

"Tousaka, are you really not going to church?"

Beside her was the bewildered Shirou Emiya. In response to Shirou Emiya's question, Rin Tousaka smiled disdainfully: "Emiya-san, I just analyzed the feasibility of defeating Berserker with you, but I ended up hiding in a safe place first. What do you think?"

"Uh... Tohsaka probably has his own considerations, right?"

Resisting the urge to cover her face and sigh, Toosaka Rin spoke again: "And if I were here, that Illya would definitely come with that dark one. I can't let Archer die in vain."

She couldn't give up. Archer had exchanged his life for the information about Berserker, and Toosaka Rin couldn't bring it into the church.

Emiya Shirou lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, Toosaka."

"You don't need to apologize. If anyone should apologize, it should be Matou Shinji. Why would he go to Ryudo Temple when he was fine?"

"It's to pray for Sakura. I heard she got a strange disease and has been off work for a few days."

"Matou... Sakura?" Toosaka Rin's voice became low, and just as she was about to change the subject, the door was roughly opened.

A surge of magical power surged in.

"Have you seen my Master?"

This volume will not end in helplessness. Kuang Mi has the ability to make a big reversal and redeem the people he cherishes.

As for Red A's defeat, first of all, his durability is not high, and he is not immortal. If he is hit in the vitals, he will die. This is also the case for most servants. Secondly, Kuang Mi strengthened his strength at that time, and his attacks ignore defense. This is equivalent to Red A being hit in the vitals twice in a row without any preparation. Secondly, in order to protect Toosaka Rin behind him, he did not dodge and took the full damage.

(End of this chapter)

325. Chapter 313: Maton

325.

2023-07-30

late at night.

Even in the most prosperous city, there are hidden corners where light cannot reach. In the darkness between floors that is so deep that there is almost no end in sight, unknown horrors are wriggling.

Purple... no, it was clearly a dark black color. There were no insects chirping or sparrows chirping. This alley had long been abandoned and turned into a garbage recycling station in the community. Even the bad guys in Dongmu disdained to come in and out here.

On the side road outside the alley, under the dim light, a woman glanced vigilantly in the direction of the alley. Her face, which looked sallow due to long-term work, actually had some color under the light.

Just now, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were staring at this side, but when she looked over, she saw nothing but darkness.

——Is it an illusion?

She shook her hands nervously, and kept comforting herself in her heart: She was a frequent visitor to the nearby hospital, and had been rushing to the hospital almost every day for the past six months. For her bedridden daughter, almost all the family's money was sent to the hospital, which was known to everyone nearby. As for rape, it was even more impossible. She worked three jobs and was not even in her early thirties, but she looked like she was close to fifty.

Holding the amulet she had just obtained from Ryudo Temple today, she lowered her head and wanted to run to the other end. The house she rented was at the end of this road.

sieve--!

With a low sound of breaking air, something seemed to crawl up her ankles from the darkness, making the woman frozen in place and unable to move.

It was a cold and smooth touch like tentacles and strips.

Fear spread from her ankles all the way up, and the woman opened her mouth to scream, but before the sound came out she was dragged into a dark alley, leaving only an amulet with the word "Fu" written on it on the side of the road.

"------"

Silent sobbing.

In the deep night, the shadows lurking in the alley began to carefully "chew" the "prey" they had just captured.

A subtle sound, like that of squeezing, was heard softly, but soon the alley returned to silence.

but……

I'm still so hungry! I'm not full, not full, not full!

The soul of an ordinary person cannot fill the void in the body, it needs more or better souls. Instinct drives it towards the downtown area, but another will stops it all the time.

"laugh--!"

A weird laugh came from above it. It raised its head stiffly and looked at the deformed figure lying on the wall above it.

His hunched body was covered in a black windbreaker, and the only part of his face that was exposed was covered with a pale skull mask. The stiff smile on the mask was enough to scare off the timid. The most bizarre thing was his right arm. Even though it was wrapped in circles of white gauze, it was still thick and out of proportion to his body.

He lay quietly on the wall, watching the human-like creatures in the alley eating. He slowly stood up when the creatures below raised their heads.

A normal person would feel fear if they suddenly looked into the eyes of such a bizarre figure in the dark.