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

The disaster of the Miyuan River was a nightmare for those who knew about it. Even Altria, who appeared last, could clearly feel the oppressive force brought by that huge creature.

But to outsiders, the horrific disaster that killed dozens or even hundreds of people seemed to be just as reported in the news, an accident caused by an abandoned factory's failure to handle a gas leak that accidentally encountered an open flame.

Altria didn't have much to say about this, but she felt inexplicably irritated when she looked back last night and saw the scene of Nascher and Rider standing together.

“Saber.”

Irisviel's call brought the girl back to her senses. When Altria looked up, she saw Irisviel dressed in formal attire and ready to go out.

“Irisviel, what are you doing…”

"I suddenly felt like going for a walk, but I guess I won't have the chance later." Irisviel smiled playfully, and that expression made Altria unable to refuse.

The bloody battle last night annihilated two Servants in one fell swoop, and the Holy Grail War entered the final battle. Just as Irisviel said, her journey to Dongmu is about to come to an end.

Thinking of this, Altria nodded slightly, and she said to Irisviel who looked expectant, “Then I’ll do it… Irisviel!”

But before Artoria could finish her words, she saw Irisviel's body swaying and falling down. Artoria quickly reached out and put her arms around her waist and let Irisviel lean on her.

"Irisviel, are you okay?"

"I'm just a little tired." Irisviel smiled and pulled herself out of Altria's body: "Then I'll leave it to you, Saber."

Altria shook the whole thing, and she found someone's shadow in Irisviel's smile—Menchel, that guy, who always smiled even when he was hiding something from her.

She was once obsessed with trivial matters, and she couldn't see the fatigue in her smile until the end.

"Well, leave Irisviel's safety to me."

Altria said this and also gave Irisviel a small smile.

I always feel like something is missing

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 128 "Lucky A"

The market was still bustling, seemingly unaffected by last night's disaster, but the constant flow of vehicles had no effect on the spacious sidewalks.

Unlike the congested roads, there are only pedestrians walking in groups of three or four on the pedestrian street.

Perhaps influenced by the surrounding atmosphere, Solau also got very close to Minashel.

Menachel was a little impatient and wanted to move away from the woman beside him, but Solau leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"What are your plans for the girl you brought back last night, Lancer."

The intimate action, like a couple whispering, did not disturb Menechel. Without even the time to hesitate, he answered in the causal line:

"I originally intended it as a tool to keep Toosaka in check, to make sure that Toosaka wouldn't let Archer do something to you when I wasn't paying attention."

He was certain that the girl from the Matou family was definitely related to Tōsaka Tokiomi, but he didn't know whether she was an illegitimate daughter or a bastard born from an affair with the Matou family.

But as long as that girl is in Soraw's hands, Tōsaka Tokiomi will definitely be afraid to take action, and may even stop Archer from taking action against Soraw.

Shocked by Menachere's defensive attitude, Solau did not reply immediately. She pursed her lips slightly and paused for a moment before saying, "So Lancer, if Saber had not appeared last night, you would have been prepared to die."

Menachel looked at Solaw with a little surprise. He nodded, as if to reward Solaw for his discovery, and said, "I don't have any wishes for the Holy Grail. This kind of exit is the best thing for me."

Perhaps he would feel unwilling to do so, but that was probably because he was acting on behalf of that bastard Gilgamesh who was unwilling to take action - it was no wonder that he would feel annoyed about dying for that kind of bastard.

But he didn't expect that at the last moment, Artoria would release her Noble Phantasm, completely disrupting Menechel's plan.

"No wish!" Solau's voice even became sharp due to the violent fluctuations of emotions. She looked at her servant angrily, and the knight in black butler uniform also looked over at her in response.

"Even if that King Arthur was just taking advantage of your feelings for him from the beginning to the end?"

The atmosphere suddenly became dull, and a strange cold feeling surged into Solau's heart. She saw Minashel's expression at this moment. His expression was exactly the same as before, but it was like a faceless man wearing a mask, which made Solau feel distorted.

But before Solau could completely sink into this cold and strange feeling, the unreal coldness disappeared without a trace just as it had come.

Strange gazes from all directions pierced this side like steel needles. The voices of the two people just now became more and more unrestrained, making the pedestrians around involuntarily regard this place as the focus of their attention.

Solau came to her senses and realized belatedly that she had said the wrong thing. However, before she could figure out how to apologize to Minachel, the other party had already grabbed her hand and quickly led her through the crowd.

Holding hands with Lancer - this intimate act that should have made Solau extremely excited, but at this moment, it made Solau even more uneasy.

She raised her head several times, trying to read something on Menechel's face but found nothing.

She could only let Menachel lead her into the surrounding shops like a fish fry drifting with the current.

"Master." Minesher said amid the noise of the crowd, "Things that shouldn't exist should not exist in the first place."

Just as Solau was about to say something, she saw Menechel suddenly turn his head, with the same sad look on his face as she had seen in her dream.

"I was at fault in this matter, but I hate people poking at my past."

"Thank you very much for treating me as a human being instead of a tool, but from today on, please treat me as a magician treats a familiar."

But if it was a thank you, why would she be sad? Solau couldn't understand, as her hand had already been released by the other party.

……

Watching other people play games often has a strange magic that can make even those who hate that type of game unable to resist watching.

But normally speaking, the only thing that can attract most pedestrians to stop and watch, besides the player's superb skills, is that the player himself has the magic power to attract passers-by.

The poor player who had been struggling for a long time next to the claw machine but still couldn't grab the lion doll he liked was obviously not a high-level player, but this claw machine had undoubtedly attracted the attention of most men in the mall. They were sitting or standing, but their eyes always glanced here inadvertently, falling on the backs of two exotic and beautiful ladies next to the claw machine.

The claw of the claw machine missed its target again and slowly stopped at its original place. This calmed everyone down and they waited for the blonde girl's next move.

But this failure seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Under Irisviel's slightly smiling gaze, Altria slowly loosened her hand that was tightly gripping the joystick. Her eyes swept across the little lion doll sitting at the top of the pile of dolls, and finally returned to Irisviel.

“Don’t you want to play anymore, Saber?” Irisviel’s voice was still gentle, like a sister coaxing her younger sister: “If it’s about money, don’t worry.”

"No, it's not about money. It's just that I came here to accompany you, Irisviel, and now I'm wasting your time."

“Isn’t it because we can’t catch him?” Irisviel said maliciously, which immediately caused Altria to blush. She hesitated for a moment and didn’t know how to explain. Irisviel seized the opportunity to add, “I thought that with Saber’s high luck, she would definitely be able to catch him easily.”

"I can't control luck or anything like that."

Altria was a little overwhelmed by the young woman's teasing. She pursed her lips and stepped back a few steps away from the strange claw machine.

She didn't know why her failed life was defined as A-level luck by the Holy Grail System.

She was just about to persuade Irisviel to leave, but the words seemed to be stuck on her lips and could not come out. She kept her lips half open and stared at the back of Irisviel without blinking, as if there was something there that she could not understand.

Irisviel was also a little surprised by Altria's strange expression. She turned her head and her eyes happened to meet the same gaze.

"That's not Lancer's Master... er..."

Irisviel was only halfway through her words when her gaze shifted and she saw Solau's male companion, so she turned her gaze back to Altria.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 129: Back from the End

The atmosphere was inexplicably tense.

But Irisviel naturally didn't see anything wrong, and after confirming that Lancer didn't start a war, she invited him to play together.

She could have refused directly, but after Solau saw Menachel's pretending to be calm, she gritted her teeth and agreed.

Solau lowered his head and pretended to fiddle with the joystick in his hand, but in fact he was secretly looking at the girl with a sullen face beside him.

This was the first time for Solawu, an orthodox British, to observe the legendary King Arthur so closely, but this famous figure looked at her with an unfriendly gaze - she had the advantage in height, but for some reason she was at a disadvantage in momentum.

The character she had just criticized suddenly appeared in front of her, and Solaw instinctively felt inexplicably guilty. Her mind was extremely confused at this time, but she didn't dare to show too much abnormality, and she didn't even dare to make any extra sounds.

At this moment, Saber moved towards Solaw as if she had suddenly made up her mind.

How to defend——"The relationship between Lancer and I is just a pure master-servant relationship."

What Solau didn't expect was that the first sentence that Altria said broke all of Solau's preparations.

"Do you want that lion doll too?"

Solau was stunned. She followed Altria's line of sight and looked into the claw machine in front of her. A Q-version little lion was lying on the glass.

Solau's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to say that he didn't need it, he heard the girl next to him continue to say: "But this is what I liked first."

Although Altria said this, her doll eyes were fixed on the purple-haired young woman beside her without blinking.

Even someone as slow-witted as Solawu knew that the other party was speaking with hidden meaning.

Solau then glanced at Menachel who was still watching from a distance. The evasiveness on his face had been there since he saw Saber and he couldn't get rid of it.

Her courage, which had already shrunk into the shadows, was once again aroused by an inexplicable feeling of irritability.

Her gaze shifted from the doll, which was covered in scars from being picked up and dropped many times, to Saber, who was standing beside her with a calm but slightly embarrassed expression.

"That guy really ended up like this because of you."

Although the question was asked in a questioning tone, Solaw's tone was extremely certain.

Under Solau's suddenly sharp gaze, Altria, who had been pretending to be indifferent, suddenly became silent, contrary to her previous demeanor.

"Since you were the one who fell in love with her first, then don't just look at her."

"If it was at the beginning, I wouldn't care about what's going on between you even if I wanted to, but now, it's unrealistic not to do so, right?"

"Don't say you're helpless, don't say you're powerless, and don't say you have no choice but to do this. If he is someone equally important to you, why don't you even have the courage to hold on to him? What do you think of him?"

Solau suddenly exploded. Looking at Altria's noble face, she suddenly felt that she had become hideous for some reason.

"If you can't do it, take your eyes off him as soon as possible and let him go so that he can have his own place."

She didn't understand why such a person could occupy all the guy's attention. He clearly possessed everything she expected but didn't know how to cherish it.

In this race for which she was a thousand years late, she could never beat the person who had been standing at the finish line from the beginning. Even if this woman turned back the same way before the finish line, she was still far ahead.

Really are--

“It’s infuriating!”

Solau uttered a barrage of questions, and Altria's expression became more moved than ever before in the face of these questions that went straight to the bottom of her heart.

As if she was thinking of some scene that she didn't want to recall, Altria closed her eyes tiredly.

"This is not a reminder, nor a warning. This is a declaration of war, Saber." Solau's voice gradually calmed down, but his eyes were colder than ever before. As he spoke, Solau manipulated the machine to grab the lion doll, and picked up the doll with extremely superb skills: "If you can't hold it, then I will do my best to take it away."

Being oppressed to this extent by a human magician, and even being declared war on in contempt, Altria did not refute at this time in order to maintain the dignity of a king.

Her eyes were hidden by the shadow of her bangs.

"You won't stand a chance."

When Artoria raised her head again, there was only the sharpness in her eyes, like a lion that had been dormant for a long time and finally entered the hunting state.

This is the margin that only those who stand at the finish line can easily win by just taking a small step forward.

【What am I in your eyes? 】

In this way, she would not let him spit it out again.

……

"If you care so much, why don't you go and take a look?"

Menechel lowered his head and glanced at Irisviel.

"If I go, it will only make things more complicated, and it might even make her resolve disappear."

Irisviel pursed her lips and looked up and down at the knight in front of her who was completely different from Saber. The sharpness shown by Menechel at this moment somewhat overturned her original cognition.

He seems to be much more delicate than described in the legend.

But Irisviel had no intention of getting to know Saber's man in depth. She turned her gaze to the purple-haired woman in front of the claw machine: "You really met a good Master."

Perhaps everyone present, except Altria who was the authority, could see the true meaning of Solaw's actions.

Those extremely provocative words were more of a provocation than a declaration of war.

Menechel looked at Irisviel again. He didn't know why this young woman who seemed quiet at first glance was so concerned about matters of the heart.

"You seem to be very interested in our affairs."

Irisviel raised the corner of her mouth and nodded.

"But even so I won't tell you."

"That's it."

Misunderstanding the purpose of Irisviel's prolonged voice, Minachell thought that the other party still wanted to ask more questions, so she closed her eyes and acted as if refusing to communicate.