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

“Your Noble Phantasm… as expected, carries a curse that weakens people.” The Green Knight’s annoying voice rang out. Ezequiel looked at the minor scratches on Saber’s arm, which were better than nothing, and at his relaxed expression. Suddenly, he ran away without looking back.

But Saber was not annoyed at all, he threw his axe and sword.

After the bet was made, he could only attack the enemy's head - this was not just a restriction for him.

But the magic power of the thrown axe rapidly decayed in mid-air, and it suddenly turned in another direction, and finally landed steadily on the half gun.

After seeing the gunman clearly, the Green Knight felt curious.

"I didn't expect you to dare to attack me."

He did not try to hide his sneer, but Menechel remained indifferent.

"really."

At any time, if a head is chopped off, a bet of life and death will be signed with the beheader, during which time the beheader will be tracked no matter where he runs.

And this any time naturally includes [the time when the previous bet has not been completed].

In other words, as long as the [second bet] exists, it is enough to cover the tracking of the previous bet!

Menechel held the half-broken spear in one hand and headed towards the Green Knight.

"From the look of you, you seem to think you know all about me, you famous knight."

The Green Knight said jokingly.

But Minashel didn't listen to him at all, he just turned around and left.

"?"

The Green Knight was obviously stunned for a moment, even though he looked like he was trying his best to hold him back just a moment ago.

Death Axe grinned.

It doesn't matter. Doesn't this idiot know that the longer it drags on, the harder it will be to defeat him?

Menechel, a lonely kid who could die in the war at any time if no one took care of him, had robbed and begged, and the so-called warmth and coldness of human nature didn't matter to him at all. Unexpectedly, he was noticed by the future king and taken in. The king suppressed him, gave him a name, and shared half of his food with him who was almost starving to death. Later, he succeeded, had a powerful and unrivaled force, commanded an elite group of knights, and was named a lord with real power. He had everything, but all of this was not important to him. After Avril's death, only Altria was his family, and it was all the meaning of home. If he lost her again, he would have no way back.

(End of this chapter)

378. Chapter 364: Submit to Fate

378.

2023-10-09

Under the tower.

Looking at Lancer standing still under the sharp edge of the Sword of Promised Victory, Fujimaru Ritsuka's mood had already fallen to the bottom.

Even Fujimaru Ritsuka could see that no matter it was a duel of martial arts or a duel of light cannons, Lancer always had an overwhelming advantage in the duel with Altria. The reason they had been able to hold on until now and not be defeated was simply because Lancer did not have the corresponding will.

A wisp of plum blossom floated back to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"If Altria is a perfect Servant, then there is still a chance of winning."

This is equivalent to concluding that it is impossible for Altria to win.

And it was indeed so. The Sword of Promised Victory no longer had its former glory. Artoria grasped the hilt with both hands. Facing an enemy with the same face as her, she felt an endless sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Riding on a tall pure white warhorse, Lancer's magic was peaceful and righteous. Not only was the corner of his clothes not stained with dust, but even the coat of the white horse was still bright. At this time, Lancer's deep green eyes reflected Altria's embarrassed posture. There was no fluctuation on her face, which further highlighted her divine brilliance that was not like that of a mortal.

"Your sword wavered."

She commented like this, but it made Altria's already frown deepen.

[“If history is revised, this will be the end of you and him.”]

She thought that as long as she held the holy sword she could put aside all distractions, but these words kept lingering in Altria's ears for a long time.

The Holy Sword, which was mainly used for attack, had only been on the passive defense from the beginning to the end. This was not just due to the disparity in strength. As Lancer said, her belief in fighting had been shaken before the duel began.

"No need, you take care of the matter between him and me."

She breathed rapidly, her eyes locked on Lancer.

Suddenly, the white horse kicked up its hooves, and Lancer raised his gun almost at the same time.

This was certainly not due to being angered by Altria's words - although Lancer had to admit that it was indeed a bit hurtful, it was not to the point of being angry and embarrassed.

The golden magic power gathered into ripples at the tip of the gun, and with Lancer's movements, it accurately blocked the continuous sword energy attacking from behind.

The magic powers converged, and the golden ripples merged into the shape of a long spear. After crushing the sword energy, it whistled towards a figure behind it with undiminished momentum.

The violent airflow formed by the collision of magic blocked the view, but before the barrier created by the airflow completely dissipated, a black shadow rushed out from it the next moment. The orange-red magic appeared in the smoke and dust, and then a strong gust of wind slashed through the airflow and fell on the horse under Lancer's crotch.

boom--

Clang——

The dust that obscured the vision was dispersed by the more dazzling golden color, and the black shadow flew backwards to the distance even faster than when it came.

The black-armored knight adjusted his body shape in the air, his feet plowing two furrows in the soil, but he still couldn't stop retreating. Merlin separated a strand of his body and wrapped it around the man's ankle in time, preventing him from flying backwards.

However, after stopping, the black-armored knight looked around and immediately set his eyes on Altria, who was separated from him by Lancer's body on the other side.

"...King Arthur, right?"

He combined the memories of his servants to connect the petite king in blue armor with the king of the red dragon. He was obviously relieved when he saw that the other party was in a mess but not obviously missing any limbs.

Fortunately, I'm not late.

"I was asked by Knight Menechel to come as reinforcements."

Ezequiel did not make a request. Although he did not know the reason, since Menechel cared about him so much, Ezequiel thought it would be better to give him some face.

"Although his spiritual base's reaction is very strange, he is a Servant."

Da Vinci said to Fujimaru Ritsuka. Her tone finally became a little more relaxed. Besides Kai, there were still other neutral servants in Camelot. As long as there was combat power replenishment, the pressure on the line would be much better.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to nod, but then her happy face froze and her breathing stagnated.

This is not an exaggeration. The surrounding magic power suddenly became manic. The chaotic magic power made Fujimaru Ritsuka pale. She looked towards the center of the change - the direction where Lancer was.

Lancer, who had previously looked calm and indifferent, became terrified when he saw the true appearance of the black-armored servant. His eyes were gloomy and dark, and his downturned mouth and gloomy brows made Lancer look rarely and extremely aggressive.

"Ezequiel Zirigliano."

……

"Again?"

Looking at Menichel who was slowly slowing down in front, the Green Knight smiled mockingly.

Affected by the Noble Phantasm, he had to pursue Menechel at a close distance. He thought that the opponent's temporary strategic shift would contain some deep meaning, but he stopped to fight several times and retreated at the first touch, without any will to resist.

It was as if Menechel knew that he could not defeat him and was just using the characteristics of his treasure to delay time.

"As a human being, you are indeed worthy of praise for being able to do this." The Green Knight said with certainty, and he made a triumphant declaration with the attitude of a winner: "But do your best and leave the rest to fate. You have done your best, and it is difficult to defy fate."

It's almost time to get tired of playing.

In order to prevent him from escaping again, Saber decided to add fuel to the fire:

"Kay Hector. You should know him, right?"

The Green Knight observed Menechel's expression as he spoke. Although it was extremely subtle, he still caught a fleeting flash of surprise and disbelief on the other's face.

That was enough. The Green Knight continued, "As someone who also made a bet with me, his way of stalling time is much more fair than yours!"

While speaking, Saber had already raised her axe and sword and attacked Menechel. And as if influenced by Ezequiel's words, Menechel also drew the half-broken spear in his hand.

'The mantis' arm is like a chariot. '

The axe blade easily split the broken spear again, and the original long spear was now only a short stab. The axe and sword were still in power, and they continued to chop at Menechel's neck, forcing him to give up the attack with his left hand and put the short sword against his neck.

The force acted in front of Menechel, smashing the sword into pieces. The flying fragments scattered backwards and cut Menechel's neck, and Menechel immediately protected his neck with his hands.

Blood was scattered in the air, and Saber shook the bloody axe and sword, licking the blood on his beard.

The target was hit, but not killed.

At the critical moment, Menechel blocked the axe and sword with his hands in time, avoiding the fatal attack and using the force of his strike to create distance.

Just lingering.

The Green Knight pursued with all his strength, and the subsequent attack prevented Menechel from even having time to stand up, and he rolled away in a prone position.

"die!"

Saber also let out a roar at this moment.

In his opinion, this time Menachel was doomed to die. From the beginning of the bet to now, a total of thirty-seven minutes had passed. It should be noted that it only took him twenty minutes to defeat Kai, who was also a Saber, with an absolute crushing attitude.

He saw Menechel rolling towards a monument made of rocks.

Want to find cover?

It doesn't matter.

Because any obstacles will be blown to pieces!

He is extremely confident.

As the axe approached, he could already see the silver-gray hair of Menechel, who was half-crouching behind the monument with only half of his head exposed, and the few wrinkles on his face that were not obvious but did exist.

At the same moment the axe fell, he also saw clearly the other half of the monument where Menechel was hiding.

A large sword was resting quietly on the monument, with fierce red and dirty black interweaving to form the pattern on the sword.

At this time, Menechel grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands. His face became hideous and distorted due to excessive force, and he obviously looked like he was trying his best.

But the greatsword only shifted slowly, bit by bit.

But it was finally pushed by Menechel and left the surface of the monument for the first time before the axe hit the monument.

Clang——!

With the crisp sound of metal colliding, the relaxed look on the Green Knight's face disappeared.

The axe blade collided with the red sword, like a stone falling into a bottomless pool. The splash of water returned to calm in just a few seconds.

"How can it be?"

The Green Knight murmured in disbelief.

Logically speaking, his strength at this moment should be enough to instantly destroy Menechel and his sword!

Obviously, Menachel's power has not increased...

His thoughts stopped at this moment, and Saber's breathing suddenly became rapid. He finally discovered the problem that he had been ignoring all along.

——He could feel that Menechel's strength had never increased significantly from the beginning of his escape, to the several tentative fights in the process, and to the final stunning sword strike!

This is unreasonable!

Why write the character of Green Knight? To write about Mina's transformation, otherwise it must be Gunmi who responds to the call.

379. Chapter 365: Doing Your Best (Additional Update 710)

379.

2023-10-09

If the Green Knight's power has been strengthened, then along the way, the impact brought by Menechel when wrestling with him should be getting smaller and smaller.

"Have you finally discovered it?"

The impact brought by the axe blade's strike pushed the broadsword off balance a little bit. Menechel half-knelt behind the sword. It was more like he was relying on the mass of the sword itself rather than holding it.

Even at this moment, Menechel was still suppressed by the Green Knight in terms of strength, but there was no panic in those bright red eyes.

Saber was stunned. He remembered that from the second time they met until now, Menachel had never shown any panic.

Menechel, or rather, he was not a person who was easily excited. If we infer from Ezequiel's situation, then if he signed a bet with Saber, he would be killed by Saber before Ezequiel arrived at the tower, and his death would be meaningless.

But after several rounds of testing, Minechel discovered that Saber's strength did not increase at all when she was targeting him.

Moreover, when the Green Knight was decapitated by him, he did not recover immediately like Saber did with Ezequiel.

So a guess arose in Menashe's mind, without any support and it was just his unilateral guess.

But he was willing to take the chance.