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

But Altria had no choice but to believe the facts. Among the fragmented memories that were forced into her mind, only one point was deeply imprinted in her mind. Her spear pierced Menachel's chest, and the dirty blood splashed on her face, but she could not move for a moment, feeling the warm blood dripping on her cheeks and leaving winding blood marks on her face, and feeling the body in her arms being cooled by the wind and snow.

Now, Altria stood outside the barrier of time and space and kept flapping. She didn't understand why she would treat him like this in the future.

Vaguely, she understood why Lancer suddenly calmed down after seeing Menechelle, but at the same time, a sense of sadness also rose in her heart.

Altria suddenly reached out and grabbed the hand of the man in front of her.

Menechel looked over in surprise. He was a little surprised at Artoria's boldness. After catching the sadness on the girl's face, he covered Artoria's hand with his backhand.

In the past, Artoria might have felt uncomfortable - Teacher Merlin said that it was a sign of shyness, but now, her heart, which had been beating like a drum, slowed down for no reason after feeling Menachel's body temperature.

She didn't know the reason, as Teacher Merlin had never taught her about this, but it was undeniable that at this moment, Altria felt relieved.

Quietly enjoying this rare and pleasant time, the restoration of the country and the established future, all kinds of annoying thoughts seemed to disappear from Altria's world at this moment, she seemed to break free from the shackles of the throne and return to the forest.

But they were the only two people who felt that life was peaceful and tranquil.

Fujimaru Ritsuka has lowered her head as much as possible, but her fingers are still clenching the corner of her clothes. She doesn't know the complicated psychological process of Altria after seeing the interaction between Lancer and Menachel. From her perspective:

The two of them first talked about the topic of "Ezequiel", and then Altria, with a stern face, grabbed Menechel's hand in a move that she thought was very hidden but was actually noticed by everyone present. After taking a look at Altria who seemed to be normal, Menechel continued to hold her hand as a matter of course.

Where did this king who destroyed his country and brought disaster to the country come from? You know, we are still on the way to save Camelot!

Besides, Ezequiel is still there!

Fujimaru Ritsuka quietly raised his head and secretly looked at Ezequiel. The other party had a stern face, and there was no flaw on his sallow face, but his tense body had already exposed his true condition.

Seeing that the two were still immersed in their own world without realizing it, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that his patience had reached its limit and could only place his hope on Da Vinci.

As if she felt Fujimaru Ritsuka's expectant gaze, Da Vinci put away the ambiguous smile on her face. She coughed lightly and drew everyone's attention to her.

Suddenly, Ezequiel and Fujimaru Ritsuka breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been pardoned.

Da Vinci spoke without wasting time, and she got straight to the point as soon as she opened her mouth.

“Sir Menechel. You are now in a pseudo-descent, just like Ezequiel beside you, using your own body in this era to complete the descent. However, your Servant’s personality is taking the lead, right?”

A pseudo-Servant is a special situation in which a Servant, for some reason, seeks to be summoned by a human body with a wavelength close to its own in the local area. This is also called a "descendant".

Ezequiel, who was called out once again, lowered his head before Menechal could glance at him.

There was no need to hide such a small matter, so Menachel admitted it.

"In that case, why choose now? Or why respond to the summons only when the situation has deteriorated to the point it is now?" Da Vinci has not been idle during this time. Although the conduction disorder caused by the interference of magic power made her miss the key battle data collection, even relying on the normal spiritual reaction is enough to conclude that Saber Minachell, who was summoned in the local area, has the strong power to reverse the situation.

"If you had answered the call earlier, Morgan might not have developed at all."

These words, which at first glance sound like an accusation, are actually Leonardo da Vinci completing the missing pieces of the puzzle in his mind.

When Fujimaru Ritsuka was in the spiritual vein, there was a strange situation where no Followers descended even though the summoning was successful. In addition, Fujimaru Ritsuka's wrong guess that people living in this era could not be summoned as Followers, Leonardo da Vinci keenly realized that there must be some connection between the two.

"It's not because of anything like [deliberately rescuing people in critical moments in order to show their strength]. In fact, as you said, I tried to descend when the British spiritual veins issued a warning, but I failed."

"The spiritual base responsible for carrying my spiritual core appeared in front of Morgan, and then was forcibly destroyed by Morgan."

What unlucky guy?

Fujimaru Ritsuka was delighted.

——It turns out that I wasn’t the only one who was transferred directly to the enemy’s base camp.

"It happened twice in a row." Menichel continued, "Even though they were borrowing spirit veins from other places, they would appear in Camelot when summoned - it was as if the terminal of the entire British spirit veins had been gathered in Camelot."

"So that's how it is." Da Vinci's eyes brightened, and she grasped the missing part.

"So, after several failures, I chose to respond to the call in the form of a Pseudo-Servant. Someone who is close to me in wavelength - coincidentally, I am not dead yet in this era."

At this point, Menachel suddenly paused, with a rare look of difficulty on his face. But after hesitating for a moment, he still said: "It's just that the wavelength of [me] at that time was closer to that of Lancer than that of me (Saber)."

If it is strengthened locally, Lancer's version will be fine, but he will not be able to use his Noble Phantasm when facing Camelot's enemies.

"That's why I've been waiting, waiting for the moment when my mind and nature in this era return to their strongest state. Even if the wavelength coincides with mine for just this moment, I can descend."

In fact, he could do more than just wait. Through various means, Saber intentionally or unintentionally guided the subconscious of this body, making him recall the generosity of dying when he was young.

"Fortunately, I waited."

At the end, Minashel's tone was filled with regret.

In fact, in such a large country like Britain, [myself] is not the only one who is on the same wavelength as me. There is another person, Saber, who basically meets the same criteria.

The reason why Menasheel did not use it was not because of the simple idea of ​​"don't use it if it's not yours" or because he looked down on unknown people.

This person is somewhat famous in Britain, but her identity is a bit inappropriate. Her name is Morgan.

Morgan and Xieminai's wavelength coincidence points:

1. Have absolute confidence in their respective fields

2. To achieve one's goal, one will do whatever it takes, even if the stake is one's own life.

3. Have a strong and twisted obsession

4. They all have a heartfelt contempt for life.

(Added 6/10)

(End of this chapter)

386. Chapter 370 Wang Ling’s Strategy

386.

2023-10-15

"So, Ritsuka failed when he summoned the Servant before, and the terminals of the spirit veins were connected to Camelot." Da Vinci thought for a moment, and she remembered the Servant that Fujimaru Ritsuka first met: "And Sir Kai, it was because Morgan happened to be not in Camelot at that time that he was able to descend in the form of [Incomplete Spiritual Foundation]."

Having said this, Da Vinci looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka again: "In order to summon other servants to replenish the combat power, Camelot City must be recaptured."

But this put them in a new blind spot. The summoning was to deal with Camelot's five servants, and without defeating Morgan's five servants first, it would be impossible to capture Camelot, the base camp, and it would be impossible to summon servants.

The discussion suddenly quieted down.

"It turns out that we still need to think about it in the long run." Da Vinci covered her head with her hands in pain. Even though she was an omnipotent genius, she did not have many ideas about marching and fighting, so she decided to hand over the leadership to professionals.

"Knight King, Sir Menechel, do you have any ideas?"

"Me?" Menechel was stunned when his name was suddenly called. He was silent for a moment, which was rare. Then he showed a flamboyant smile, and his red eyes burst out with a fiery fighting spirit that was almost tangible: "Of course, my idea is to attack Camelot directly."

His tone was quite nonchalant, but what he said was quite shocking. Menechel continued, "Don't worry, there is no need to mobilize the entire army. I am the only one who will go to Camelot."

"no!"

Almost as soon as Menachere finished speaking, Artoria spoke in a harsh voice. Her gaze, which had become light-hearted because of the bold hand holding just now, suddenly became sharp.

She seemed to know what Menechel was thinking and clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

"This is too risky." Fujimaru Ritsuka also spoke up. At the same time, he also complained that although this form of Minachell was very strong, the previous white-armored Minachell gave people a more stable feeling.

Despite the opposition, unexpectedly, Menichel did not make any excuses or express dissatisfaction. Instead, he... suddenly slapped himself on the forehead.

It was a powerful palm strike without any restraint, and even made a crisp sound. Fujimaru Ritsuka was frightened by this sudden change, but Minachel did not suddenly attack.

He kept his hands over his face and whispered, "What an idiot, leave it to me."

As his palm moved downward, Menechel opened his eyes. His originally bright red eyes seemed to have darkened in color. Obviously, neither his appearance nor his expression had changed. Menechel just sat there, as if he had suddenly changed his posture.

Da Vinci narrowed his eyes: "Are you the Menechelle of this era?"

"Yes, I have temporarily regained control of my body." Menechel raised his eyes and looked around, his gaze lingering on Altria for a moment: "It was a decision made by Saber and I to go to Camelot alone. This was not a sudden idea of ​​mine, nor was it to show off."

"It is true that Morgan has more combat power than our side, but that is limited to [Servants]."

"As for the Servants, Rider and Lancer are in the North. The only ones stationed in Camelot are Archer, Lancelot, and Saber. And Saber has already been defeated by me. Therefore, even if I go deep into Camelot, I will only face two servants."

Altria's eyes moved. She understood what Menachel meant by decision.

"You want to use my... King Arthur's reputation to unite the remaining troops scattered in Camelot, and then counterattack Camelot in one fell swoop. And you are going to King's Ridge to buy time for the integration of the army."

Even if one person's strength is limited and he cannot capture Camelot, as long as he can prevent Morgan from acting rashly, he will win.

but……

"It's still too risky. If Morgan forcibly recalls Lancer, you will be faced with being attacked from both sides." Altria still disagreed.

"You're wrong. It wasn't me who acted for you. We were covering for each other." Menechel shook his head. "[King Arthur and Menechel regrouped in the North to gather old troops], the first people to receive the news were not the hiding rebels, but Morgan. So before I showed up, from Morgan's perspective, I was acting with you."

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Now that Rider has been dragged into sleep by Teacher Merlin, she will probably ask Lancer to be on guard. Therefore, you are the more risky party."

In this way, Altria was convinced. Although she was reluctant in her heart, her rationality as a king told her that this was a risk worth taking.

"But what if this side is attacked?" Da Vinci raised the issue that concerned her. In her opinion, resolving the singularity was far less important than Fujimaru Ritsuka's own safety.

"I will sign a contract with you as a formal Servant. If Lancer's offensive cannot be stopped, use the Command Seal to recall me. But in that case, we can only integrate the army step by step and use human lives to build victory."

Menechel was not the only one who benefited from the local bonus. Lancer's Altria gave Menechel an extremely strong sense of crisis.

This is also the reason why Minachell had to take this risky move.

He estimated that if he faced Lancer head-on, even in the best of circumstances, he would lose most of his fighting ability.

"I will also provide assistance at that time."

At this time, someone else spoke up, and surprisingly it was Ezequiel, who had been silent since the beginning of the discussion.

Seeing everyone's gaze, especially Menechelle's, he tensed his face and pretended to be calm: "The king I served has been killed by Morgan, the witch. It is not against the etiquette of a knight to join another king to avenge the late king."

This was a euphemism for expressing his desire to join King Arthur.

But Altria hesitated. She looked at Ezequiel and remembered that he was the murderer of Menechel.

She shook her head and felt very strange today.

Obviously, she shouldn't be swayed by these emotions.

Her heart was beating restlessly, but the next moment her hand was wrapped in warmth.

Menachel held her hand, and Altria turned to the man beside her in surprise. A sense of peace quickly came from the intersection of their palms, temporarily dispelling her inner hesitation.

She sensed Menachere's intention and nodded: "Thank you..."

But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ezequiel, the black-armored knight always keeping his eyes on Menechel.

"But I also have my own demands."

Menechel looked back at him calmly.

Ezequiel gritted his teeth and pointed his finger at Menechel: "When this is all over, I will challenge you to a duel between knights."

"So, so - before that, before I duel with you, don't break your promise (die)! Faithless knight!"

Menechel closed his eyes, and when he opened them again his gaze became sharp again.

"Okay, I accept your duel."

Ritsuka Fujimaru secretly glanced at Altria, but saw the other person's profile without any expression.

"Lose, lose, lose! Women can't even match men in strength! "

According to the normal way of playing, Minai thought that his chances of winning were slim, so he decided to take a risky move, but he took into account that Artoria did not dare to let go completely, and left a way out. According to his Wangling plan, even if he failed, according to the worst case scenario, he and Lancer would die together, and Artoria would still survive. Minai was also gambling that Lancer would not completely obey Morgan.

387. Chapter 371 I am the strongest

387.

2023-10-19

The evening wind in the north can be described as bone-chillingly cold.

The Thatan River, which runs across the entire northern border, flows quietly under the not-so-bright moonlight. The occasional "gurgling" sound of waves hitting the river bank adds a bit of solemnity to the lonely and cold night.

So, taking advantage of the night, amid the sound of the waves, the gate of this nameless little town quietly opened.

The cold night wind blew Menechel's cape, and he seemed to feel the heaviness of the atmosphere, and spoke in a relaxed tone:

"I've long been fed up with the title of [Second City Wall], so today is a good opportunity to take back the title of [First]."

"Then I'm leaving, everyone, Altria."

He could not show the slightest hesitation, otherwise it would lower the already low morale.

Some time has passed since the "mutual cover" plan was drawn up, and now it is almost time for Minashel to appear.

Looking at the Servant in front of her, who was nominally hers, the sense of imminent death reminded Fujimaru Ritsuka of Jing Ke. The connection from the Command Spell did not alleviate the uneasiness in her heart. She wanted to speak, but before calling out to Menachel, her shoulders sank.