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

She let out a long sigh.

"Now, I win."

As I write, I find that Morgan really has the courage and charm to do anything.

The two-in-one chapter completes the missing updates.

Chapter 394: Finale of the European Final Battle

As the first ray of sunlight fell on the permafrost that never melted all year round, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally hurried here under the escort of other knights.

When she saw Menechel, who had lost one arm but was still in good spirits, the girl's face showed obvious relaxation.

She was visibly relieved: "Minachell, I'm so glad you're okay."

When she was in Torun Castle, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that the contract between herself and Menachel Saber was broken, she panicked. Fortunately, she was fine when she saw Menachel.

Minachell nodded gently towards Fujimaru Ritsuka. Because she insisted on staying to fight Morgan together, he had a very good impression of the girl in front of him.

At this time, Artoria also came over, and brilliant golden light gathered in her outstretched palm, but this time she was not going to use the holy sword.

She handed the Holy Grail to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Thank you, it's back to its original owner."

She was able to rush to the Europa Mountains so quickly and rescue Menechel in time thanks to the power of the Holy Grail.

Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled sheepishly, but soon she calmed down and asked half nervously and half worriedly, "Is Morgan really dead this time?"

To be honest, Morgan is not a strong enemy. In terms of combat power, the oppressive feeling brought by Lancer's Altria is undoubtedly greater than that of Morgan. However, the weirdness of Morgan's magic still left a deep psychological shadow on Fujimaru Ritsuka. She was afraid that when she thought she was about to win, Morgan would suddenly "come back to life" and give her a big trick.

"I won't be resurrected this time." Artoria glanced at the deep pit that was still clearly visible in the distance. Finally, she became uncertain again and added: "Maybe?"

The word "probably" made Fujimaru Ritsuka's body stiffen. The dress on her chest made an electronic "beep" sound. As the Holy Grail was recovered, Da Vinci's unique high-pitched voice followed closely:

"But this time it's really over. Ritsuka, I can perform a reverse spirit particle transfer to bring you back."

She was reminding Fujimaru Ritsuka that it was time to say his final goodbyes.

"Please wait a moment, dear Da Vinci."

She shouted hurriedly, jogging towards Altria.

Seeing Fujimaru Ritsuka approaching her, Altria almost subconsciously thought that he was going to give her a farewell hug.

But no, when the two were less than a body length away from each other, Altria saw Fujimaru Ritsuka's face with an indescribable smile.

It was a funny expression as if he wanted to laugh but tried hard not to, but couldn't suppress the smile because it was too strong. Fujimaru Ritsuka tried to speak several times but stopped himself every time the words came to his lips.

Finally, as if she had made some great decision, she leaned close to Altria's ear and whispered in the unique whispering style between girls. Altria learned all the tricks of whispering without any instruction and held her breath.

"Listen to me, King. If either you or Menechel had taken that step, the situation wouldn't have turned out the way it did."

"Hmm." At first, Altria couldn't understand what Fujimaru Ritsuka was saying, but as Fujimaru Ritsuka continued speaking, a blush crept up to her ears.

"You may not believe it, but in my opinion, he is quite popular - don't lose, I am very optimistic about you. If you lose too, I will never believe in childhood sweethearts again."

"Hey!"

Before Altria could say something to cover up in panic, Fujimaru Ritsuka's body was wrapped in a layer of light golden cocoon, as if the light of the servant's exit was shining on this cocoon, and her figure gradually became transparent.

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave Altria an encouraging smile and nodded vigorously at her, as if to say, "Stop pulling here!"

Altria's eyes flickered, but unexpectedly, she nodded at her.

On the other side, Menachel was watching this scene. Although he had tried his best not to listen to the conversation between the girls, his enhanced hearing still allowed him to hear some words.

——Then let me also say some parting words.

Thinking of this, after a brief silence, Menachel suddenly spoke:

"Master of Chaldeas."

He spoke with a more serious tone than ever before, and when he was sure that Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were on him, he said in a serious and stern tone:

"When [the Servant I] descended, I sensed another command from him—

——The Master who killed Chaldea is you."

"I don't know the reason for this mission. I rejected the order for my own reasons. But if I failed this time, there must be someone else. Be careful."

Fujimaru Ritsuka showed surprise on her face. Her voice was blocked by the golden cocoon and could not be heard, but she still nodded solemnly to Minachel to express her gratitude.

The next moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka's figure completely disappeared from this world.

……

Three days after the Europa League final.

The battles for liberation in various places have ended, but for Altria, the battle has just begun.

The royal palace in the holy city of Camelot.

Altria was looking down at the memorials sent back from all over the country. Although Morgan was dead, life still had to go on, and someone had to clean up the mess she left behind.

Most of Britain was in the process of post-war reconstruction, but fortunately, no more bad news came. The only comforting thing was that Morgan had completely destroyed the rebel king's forces that were entrenched in the North like a cancer.

There was a knock on the door, but Altria didn't even raise her head.

"Please come in."

She seemed very relaxed, because the only person who could get through the guards and knock on the door at this time was probably that person.

Sure enough, the door opened and closed, and Menachel walked in.

"You came."

Altria put down the memorial. She looked at Menachere and showed no surprise at all. Instead, she looked relaxed, as if "it's finally here".

She asked Menachel to sit down, but this time the man in front of her did not listen to her.

"Altria, my king..." His eyes shifted around, as if he didn't know where to put them. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm here to resign."

"I know."

"I'm a cripple now. I can no longer support myself to continue to serve you, so I want to go back to... you know?" Minashel was stunned when he was halfway through organizing his words.

"I know, I don't approve, go down."

Altria said in a flat tone.

But Menechel stood there like a fool.

Altria had no choice but to put down the memorial again. But this time, she had a helpless smile on her face: "Although you can no longer fight, Menachel, there is still a duty that you must fulfill."

"You said it before, [Altria] and [King Arthur] are both me, but this huge Camelot cannot accommodate [Altria]'s residence. Here, one day, I will completely become [King Arthur]."

Her tone remained calm, but her eyes clearly revealed something unusual.

She had experienced that kind of day in the memory of another self.

If you were not here, this life would only be a journey home.

"I don't want it." She said, "So, I need to find a place for [Altria] to be carried."

"I'm sorry, Menachere, but there is no one else who can do this job except you, so please take responsibility."

"Sir Menachere." Her tone suddenly became serious, but it only lasted for a moment before it became gentle again: "Are you willing to be the source of me, [Altria]?"

There seemed to be a sour feeling in his eyes, and the corners of Menachel's mouth trembled. He clearly wanted to laugh, but he lowered his head.

He answered clearly.

"I am willing."

Altria rested her head on Menechel's embrace, her eyes narrowed slightly.

She thought thoughtfully.

——In this case, it can be considered that... Menechel was the one who confessed first, right?

She felt the warmth of this moment and imagined her future life.

In the future, at least for the next ten years, she will be in charge of external affairs, defending the country, while Menechel will be in charge of internal affairs, taking care of his apprentice (daughter) Mordred.

In this way, when the country is basically stable, she will test Mordred to see if this child, the result of her and Menechel's hard work, can take on the important responsibility.

She raised her lips.

Such a future...seems pretty good.

There will be a postscript later, which is a free commentary on this volume (but because there are several more VOL. chapters in this volume, it cannot be considered a postscript at the end of the volume)

Postscript: Eh? I don’t know

Postscript: Eh? I don’t know

My vision first became dim, my consciousness seemed to have fallen into an endless quagmire, and my thinking became numb, but this unspeakable discomfort only lasted for a short moment, and the light in front of my eyes suddenly became clear again.

Ritsuka Fujimaru opened his eyes, the light from the incandescent lamp was blinding.

"Congratulations, Ritsuka, you have successfully conquered another subspecies singularity." Da Vinci's sincere voice came, calming Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

Perhaps it was because of Minachell's last words that cast a shadow on Fujimaru Ritsuka's joy over the successful capture of the singularity, and he even felt some discomfort when his spirit particles were transferred.

"I'm going to temporarily name this singularity [Holy City Recovery Front: White and Red Dragon], what do you think?"

Da Vinci was still using her lighthearted words to adjust the atmosphere, but at this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka really didn't have the heart to join in the conversation.

"Dear Leonardo." Fujimaru Ritsuka spoke, and she repeated to Leonardo in brief words what Minachell had said to her at the last moment.

After listening to Fujimaru Ritsuka's retelling, the relaxed smile on Da Vinci's face disappeared, and a layer of gloom covered her brows.

But it was only for a moment, and then he smiled again.

"Leave this matter to me. Ritsuka, go and rest first. Don't worry, leave it to the genius."

She almost half pushed and shoved Fujimaru Ritsuka out of the control room.

But how could I sleep after hearing such words?

Until now, she has been able to travel between various singularities with the help of the heroic spirits, but now, she is suddenly told that there are people among her companions who want to kill her - and there is more than one such person.

She couldn't help but wonder, why would Menachel Saber receive such an order?

Could it be that after she supported the CP, Avril was displeased and said something bad about her to Minachel in her seat?

She shook the unrealistic idea out of her mind.

"Who gave such an order to Menachere?"

"Who gave it to me, Menachel..."

"Menechel."

Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked, and she suddenly thought of something.

The scene at that time appeared involuntarily before her eyes.

In the darkness, the white girl turned her head and looked at her with an expression that seemed to be both crying and laughing. She spoke as if she was saying goodbye to her.

——"If you can see the Master, remember to tell her to be careful of me. All of me... except for Lancer, perhaps all of me are enemies."

These were the last words of Shinjuku Minako, as relayed to her by Altria Alter.

But later, with Chaldea summoning Caster and considering the servant's bad character, this "last words" were forgotten.

However, these joking words accurately describe the current situation.

——Minanako, she must know something!

Thinking of this, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly stopped. She quickly changed direction and went to another place before even Mashu could see her.

only……

"Eh?"

In Minanako's room, the silver-haired half-elf looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with a look of surprise.

That hint of surprise gradually turned into a thoughtful look as Fujimaru Ritsuka repeated the story.

"So, Minanako, do you know something?" asked Fujimaru Ritsuka.

As a fellow Menasher, it is reasonable for him to know some inside stories.