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

Minechel looked at Gold's strange behavior of not sleeping but just staring at a knight's medal, and wondered if he had just fallen off the sofa and became stupid.

In order to test Gold's situation, Menechel coughed lightly and said dryly: "That is the Knight's Medal, it is rare in this era."

Gold suddenly became alert and carefully hid the family keepsake in his clothes.

"This is a token passed down in our family. There was a knight born in my family before me." Gold suddenly recalled that he summoned Siegfried but inexplicably summoned this guy. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, but his mouth responded faster than his brain, and Gold blurted out subconsciously: "Could that knight be you?"

"Huh?" For the first time, an extremely strong expression of disgust appeared on Menechel's face. He looked Gold up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, and the disgust on his face became even stronger.

He doesn't want to have such offspring for no reason.

"Don't be ridiculous. The style of your medal is totally different from the standard of Camelot. Besides, I have been fighting all my life and I have no time for women."

In order to consolidate Camelot's rule, he spent most of his time wandering outside. By the time Camelot began to stabilize, he was already dead.

It’s a pity that Sardis’ excellent genes could not be passed down.

"Huh?" Gold was stunned. His eyes widened quickly. He stared at Minechelle with a look as if he had seen a ghost: "You have never touched a woman?"

Being so diligent, doesn't it mean that he has no qualities of a villain at all?

"Why, do you really want me to be your ancestor?"

Gold could tell that Menechel didn't want to discuss this topic for too long, and he didn't want to have an extra ancestor for no reason.

After confirming that Gold was just a little grumpy after waking up and that he was not seriously injured, Menechel's tone became casual. He waved his hand at Gold and said, "Your stuff is useless except for collection. There are no knights who can knight you in this era."

Gold opened his mouth, and somehow heard some loneliness in Menechel's words: the era when knights roamed the earth freely was over.

Gold wanted to say something, but when he looked up, he noticed what Saber was wearing. The soft armor that seemed to be a part of his skin was taken off for the first time. Menachel was wearing clothes that were not suitable for this era but could be barely identified as casual clothes. She didn't look like someone who wanted to stay in the base to accompany the lonely uncle.

"Who and what does that expression mean to you? It's only natural that I need to go out and change clothes today."

Saber did not explain to Gold where she was going. It seemed that he really did as he said and would not follow him when not in a war.

However, looking at the other party's unusual awkward attitude, Gold suddenly had a strange feeling.

Could it be that Saber was going on... a date?

Thinking of this, Gold began to understand a little more about Saber's behavior of staying up all night waiting for dawn.

Considering the enemy that Saber failed to catch up with yesterday—oh no, could that be Red Saber Mordred?

——The forbidden love between master and disciple! No wonder he never touched a woman during his lifetime!

Gold's head exploded, and he gradually understood everything.

So the fat uncle coughed lightly and spoke seriously:

"It's just that I think you should go buy a suit."

Menechel looked at Gold, the surprise in his eyes was self-evident.

Gold snorted coldly and said with a straight face: "Of course I will pay for it."

"Thank you, Gold, you are a good person just like Kai."

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Chapter 161: A decent person

We only agreed on a general location, but not a specific time.

Therefore, as a last resort, Minashel could only rush to the location he had noted last night at dawn.

There was no market, no conspicuous road signs, only the woods that looked like a mess because of his pursuit yesterday.

"Thank goodness you found this place, Saber of the Black Side."

It was not until the sun had risen completely and it was almost noon that he heard the familiar voice. He looked back but did not see Avril.

"But you really trust me. Aren't you afraid that I will lure the red Servant here?"

Avril walked out of the shadows slowly with her hands behind her back.

"Avril, can you call Red Lancer?" Menechel's face lit up with joy, but he keenly caught the hint of stiffness on Avril's face and shut his mouth tactfully.

"Red Lancer?... It's a pity that I don't have the ability to call the red servant. I disappoint my brother." Avril smiled lightly, and the gloomy expression on her face flashed away.

Menechel's eyes flickered for a moment. He didn't know how to comfort the girl at this moment. For the first time, he regretted speaking too fast.

——Ahh, this is so annoying. It would be great if someone attacked me right now… at least it would help break the awkward situation.

As if she had seen through what Menachel was thinking, Avril took the initiative to bring up the topic: "I'm sorry to interrupt your trip, brother, but I still hope that you can go with me."

Menechel had a confused expression on his face. He wanted to say something but hesitated several times, but Avril pulled his hand roughly.

In the contest of strength, Minachell thought he was not as good as Avril, so he could only let the girl pull him forward, but he couldn't help feeling a little weird. After hesitating for a few times, Minachell pulled his hand away, suppressing the embarrassment and the uneasiness that rose in his heart for some reason:

"Avril, you..."

"Call me Assassin, Brother... No, Black Saber. You are now one of the top three riders in the Black Camp, so you should at least make some contributions to the team." Avril sighed slightly, frowned slightly and did not grab Menechel's hand again: "'Winning in battle takes precedence over personal feelings'. It was you who taught me this, Saber, so even if you have any dissatisfaction, please put it after the exploration mission."

"Exploration...mission?"

Avril looked at Menechel with a confused look, as if she didn't understand why he asked such a question. She repeated in a matter-of-fact tone, "Of course it's an exploratory mission. After all, I'm a member of the Black Team. In order to seize the Holy Grail, isn't it natural for me to fulfill my exploratory mission as an Assassin?"

"But unfortunately, I don't have the ability to protect myself, so I can only ask you to be my protector once again." Avril raised her beautiful blue eyes and looked at Minachell: "You don't want me to take my Master to ask for help from other Servants of the Black Side, do you?"

Menechelle was left speechless by Avril's impeccable reasoning.

Unlike other Servants, an Assassin-class Servant would be like a beast with its claws plucked out once exposed to the sun. This is probably why Avril would rather be alone than take her Master to Eugenemiere.

It is no wonder that Black Assassin was chosen as the only dispatched servant. This was also due to the important factor of getting rid of the only dispatched servant first once the alliance was over.

"So now, can you come with me, Brother?"

The girl's voice was as calm as a quiet spring. It was clearly she who first proposed the agreement to address each other by their titles, but Avril immediately broke the promise.

This may also be a manifestation of habit.

Minachell did not expose Avril's mistake without understanding the situation. Facing the girl's expressionless and calm gaze, he slightly shifted his eyes and said, "Don't worry, no one can hurt you today."

"But before we investigate." Avril stood on tiptoe and tugged at Minechelle's collar. Noticing his body suddenly tensed up, the girl changed her hand and naturally straightened his wrinkled collar: "Brother, you should change your clothes. This retro outfit is like "I have a problem" written on your face."

After being reminded by Avril, Minachel noticed that the girl was wearing the casual clothes of this era.

"But if we want to gather intelligence, shouldn't we lure the enemy out?"

Although Gold gave money to buy clothes, the market was not open when Menechelle went there for the first time.

Avril raised her eyebrows. Before she could say anything, Minachell changed her mind: "But it's not convenient for me to take action in the downtown area. It will be troublesome if Ruler is attracted."

Looking at Minechel's expression, Avriel turned around, and in the blind spot where Minechel couldn't see, the girl slightly raised the corner of her mouth.

As long as a suitable reason is given, brothers will accept any request, no matter how unreasonable it is - this is something that brothers in any period cannot avoid.

……

With Avril's irresistible excuse, "I was the one who took care of your clothes before," Minechel easily handed over the money that Gold had transferred to him to the girl.

After changing all his clothes, Minashel fell into deep thought as he looked at the modern clothes that fit his body perfectly.

When he had just transformed into a spirit and followed Avril into the clothing store, the clerk asked him some tricky questions about his body shape, and he couldn't even answer them himself - how come this girl remembered it so clearly?

I had a strange feeling that I was completely seen through.

"As expected, at this stage, Brother-sama has stopped growing. His physique is no different from later on."

After hearing Avril's question, Menachel fell into a brief silence. After a moment, he abruptly changed the subject:

"In fact, you don't have to spend the money. I just need to become a spirit and stay by your side."

After all, this was Gold's property, and Menechel didn't want to take advantage of him.

"And then you're just going to leave me alone to talk to myself? Or if you have something to say, you're going to materialize suddenly and cause more commotion?"

The spirit form of the Servant is not omnipotent. It loses the ability to change reality, cannot be touched, cannot be interfered with, and cannot be attacked. Even communication can only be achieved through the causal line, which is based on the contract.

"Unfortunately, my class is Assassin, not Caster, so I can't sign a contract with you. This is the only way to communicate without any obstacles."

Avril stood on tiptoe and patted Menechelle's shoulder as if to comfort her: "You just need to protect me, and leave the rest to me as before."

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Chapter 162 Minai: My sister is acting weird lately

There are no crowded crowds, the old streets of Tulifa are very spacious but there is no shortage of roadside vendors.

The pedestrian street, which was originally designed in the style of old European times, happened to be filled with the ghosts of the authentic old times.

Avril put her hands behind her back and watched Minachell buy marshmallows for her.

Just by saying "This is the first time I've walked alone on the street like this", Minachel really wanted to do something for her as Avril expected.

Seeing the other person walking towards her hand and foot together, she maliciously touched Minachel's fingers with her fingertips when she reached out her hand.

The contact between the two sides was fleeting, and Avril took the marshmallow and bit the outer coating.

The sweetness of the sugar melted in Avril's mouth, making her unable to help but chew a few more bites. From this ordinary sweetness, Avril tasted great satisfaction and happiness.

She looked up at Minachell who was also looking at her in confusion, and the corners of the girl's mouth were slightly curved under the cover of the marshmallow.

"Brother, do you want one too?"

Seemingly a little hesitant, Avril gently handed over the ordinary dessert in her hand that she had only taken a bite of. She did not try any tricks of "indirect kissing". She knew very well how sharp her brother's dynamic vision was. Without absolute certainty, Avril would not take the risk of coveting this insignificant step.

"No, just eat."

Minechel immediately looked away. If possible, he would rather listen to Ruler's trash talk than go on an exploration mission with Avril in this state. This coldness, which was completely opposite to his memory but somewhat similar, made him feel uneasy. After all, he felt guilty towards her.

But Menechel didn't dare to leave. Avril's distant yet communicative attitude brought a glimmer of light to his heart.

——The First Knight who was always so decisive in killing would actually have a day when he was indecisive.

Thinking of this, Minashel scratched his head irritably. He began to resent his future self for leaving the mess in front of him to his present self.

Avril, who had long guessed that Minechel would not accept it, naturally withdrew her hand. She greedily opened her mouth and took another small bite of the marshmallow, then sat on the public seat. Minechel also sat down closely, but kept half a shoulder distance from her.

"The investigation is almost over. I will be able to draw this magical stronghold tonight."

She swung her legs slightly, enjoying the sunshine. She liked this kind of life, this simple exploration mission, so simple that apart from the trivial daily life, there was nothing left. She didn't have to hurt others for the sake of the kingdom's justice or unattainable dreams, nor did she have to take revenge on her loved ones for the pursuit of fate.

The breeze ruffled Avril's bangs, staining them with scattered sugar threads, but the girl squinted her eyes without caring at all, and the amplitude of her calves swinging back and forth became larger and larger.

At her hand was his warm scent, his long breathing, the extremely ordinary daily life. She took another bite of the marshmallow and Avril couldn't help but think that it was because she was sharing her time with this guy, the brother she had always admired and who subconsciously wanted to protect her even when she was assassinated, that she could savor the sweetness in these trivial things.

Menechel was initially confused, but gradually his attention was attracted by Avril's shaking feet.

The modern and appropriate clothing outlined the girl's legs in perfect lines. This childish behavior reminded Menechel that the girl next to him was just a child. He quickly looked away. Unlike Avril, Menechel's mood became increasingly heavy.

The memory of Avril became clearer as he came into contact with her more and more, just like a plant rooted in the soil that no longer had a false feeling. In that dreamlike memory, he experienced the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness that came from the girl in front of him, the germination of his own pain, and the thriving growth of family affection.

——This unreasonable way of stuffing these emotions that don't belong to him into his body...

"Avril."

The girl, who was feeling disappointed because of Minachell's deviation in her gaze, quickly came back to her senses and adjusted her emotions slightly. Avril quickly got into the state. She raised her head and shook her bangs that were stuck together due to the sugar threads with some discomfort. There was an emotion called displeasure in her tone:

"Brother, I should have told you not to call me that."

"I know, but I hope to talk to you." Menichel's eyes dodged for a moment and then became firm again.

——Escaping only delays the outbreak of the problem.

Menechel understood this well. Rather than letting the disaster break out when he was completely unprepared as it had happened in his previous life, it would be better to solve the problem now while he had the time and determination to face it.

"Although your reasons are impeccable, I still feel something is strange." Menachere continued: "I am an evil person, I am your enemy."

Hearing this, Avril raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise.

"Is it because of his mentality? This brother is much more decisive than I thought."

She thought that Minashel would choose to remain silent in order to maintain the current situation, but it seemed that the pressure from her side was a bit too great.

"I am a scumbag, I know it very well. I will do anything to win. No matter who stands in my way, whether it is an enemy, a companion, or an unarmed civilian, as long as I can win, I will swing my sword. In your words, I have no humanity and only know how to kill."

Avril listened quietly without interrupting. The brother in front of her and the brother whose memory pierced her chest at the end were inexplicably overlapped.

"But it is true. I do not hate the strong, nor do I pity the weak. In my eyes, people who have nothing to do with me are no different from the beasts I slaughtered. Avril, you don't have to embellish me because of my insignificant kindness to you." Menachel said, and the light in his red pupils gradually dimmed: "My kindness is nothing compared to the harm I have done to you. You should hate me, because it was indeed me who caused a series of tragedies that followed you. I will not deny that I am the real culprit behind the scenes."