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

--will die!

Alarm bells rang in his mind. He had only experienced this sense of crisis of being infinitely close to death when he lost his golden armor during his lifetime.

Spurring on the last bit of magic power, Red Lancer roared, and his spear once again stirred up flames like the red sun. The spear tore through the atmosphere and pierced straight into the chest of Black Saber, who was extremely close to him. The flames pierced through the chest and gushed out from Menachere's back.

Menachel, whose ferocity was aroused by the pain, said nothing. He faced the red Lancer's gun with a hideous smile, and the exploding magic power spread out to the surroundings with Menachel as the core.

A red spell flashed on the Red Lancer's body, and then his body quickly decomposed into spirit particles, escaping into the sky at a speed that surpassed the spiritual body.

——Command Spell!

"Gold!"

He shouted out with his last bit of sanity, as if in response to Menechel's cry, and as soon as the voice fell, a red glow also appeared on his body.

Not only the armor, but also the sword, the skin, the blood, and even the surrounding manic thunder were all colored with a red luster.

"Come on! Die!"

Menechel pointed downward, toward where Red Lancer was, and pressed down the sword again. The next moment, the flames and lightning snakes that had been compressed to the extreme exploded at the same time. The overlapping light and shadow instantly engulfed the two people in the center. The hot beams of light entangled with two magical powers rushed towards the clouds and crashed into the towering sky. The black halo produced by the explosion of the overwhelming magical turbulence seemed to tear the sky apart.

The scattered magical aftermath dripped into the surrounding woodlands and ruins, marking the surroundings with a label of extinction. The strong shock wave was unstoppable and instantly blew Avril and the surrounding debris away.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 175 You are such a playboy

The air became hot and restless at this moment.

When everything returned to calm, Assassin, who had already escaped, slowly groped over. The floating dust mixed with the blood mist to form a vast miasma. She frowned and looked at the disastrous scene in front of her in a daze. It was hard to imagine that anyone could survive in this place that looked like it had been hit by a meteorite.

"Brother..."

She murmured, and the next moment two scarlet rays of murderous light suddenly shone from the center where the smell of blood was the strongest.

The blood mist was stirred and gathered towards the center. A human figure appeared in the mist that was so thick that it seemed to be oozing blood. The manic and bloodthirsty magic power surged through his body. The human figure moved, and he slowly stood up, revealing the face of Menechel. However, the blood mist emanating from his mouth and nose and the pair of eyes filled with murderous intent faintly revealed a strange aura.

He hooked his finger, and the dragon sword instantly returned to his hand. Avril pursed her lips, drew the rapier from her waist, and slowly assumed a defensive posture.

The blood mist gradually gathered, and his scarlet vertical pupils stared at the girl in front of him. His body trembled constantly as if he was suppressing something. He lowered his head and the corners of his mouth opened wildly to both sides, revealing his teeth like a beast that wanted to devour someone, but was suppressed by something. Finally, his teeth bit on his lower lip, and the blood that seeped out dripped down his chin to the ground.

The scarlet in the eyes began to fade, and the vertical pupils gradually enlarged until they returned to their original appearance. A hoarse sound like sandpaper rubbing against each other came out of the other person's mouth.

"It's... you."

The sword blade fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and disintegrated into particles of magic in the stirred up smoke and dust. The armor made a crackling sound and shattered. Menechel swayed and sat on the ground. The penetrating wound on his chest was bleeding. Menechel breathed hard, and the blood mist around him was inhaled into his abdominal cavity with each breath.

Avril took two steps forward and was stimulated by the high temperature of the other party the moment she touched him. Suppressing the subconscious urge to let go, Avril bent down and supported one of Minechel's arms to help him up.

"Brother, the victor must not fall."

"The winner...?" Hearing this, Menechel slowly raised his head and looked to his side. Avriel also followed Menechel's gaze, and cold sweat broke out on her back.

Standing on the ruins, the red Lancer, who was also pierced in the chest, supported his body with the gun and looked over here.

——Is he immortal?

Such a ridiculous thought arose in Avril's mind. She had obviously used her Noble Phantasm to forcibly reduce Red Lancer's attributes to the same level as hers. Avril believed that if she faced the sword of her brother, there would be absolutely no possibility of surviving.

Avril looked at Red Lancer, trying hard to keep her poker face. She turned her head to glance at Menachel beside her and secretly used her body to block him behind her.

But the Red Lancer just stood there quietly, without making any sound or launching any attack. The flames on his body burned slowly, illuminating his pale face.

"No need to be vigilant."

The flames were completely extinguished at this time, and Avril noticed the cracked hole on Red Lancer's chest, from which no blood had flowed.

Light blue magic points began to disintegrate upwards from his fingertips. His voice was ethereal but firm: "I indeed lost this battle."

“But I didn’t win either.”

Menchel raised his head. He had recovered some of his strength and his voice was no longer intermittent. His eyes reflected the current appearance of Red Lancer, who had a lonely and shallow smile on his face.

"No need to say that, Saber of the Black Side." Red Lancer's face was filled with satisfaction after the battle. He spoke softly, "I chose to fight you when you were weak. It was natural for you to call for help. There was nothing immoral about it."

Red Lancer's honesty made Minechel a little overwhelmed. For the first time, he felt a little regretful after his victory. It seemed that he should not have defeated Red Lancer in this way.

"I haven't seen your treasure yet, but I have tried my best. If I win, it will be the biggest insult to me."

"Is that so?" The Red Lancer's body had completely collapsed, leaving only his head wrapped in a blue light. He raised his head as if to slow down his disappearance.

"Then I'll have to leave it for next time."

The blue light dispersed and merged into the flying dust, then disappeared completely under the pale moonlight. The cool night breeze blew away the last trace of heat in the air, and also took away the last breath of Red Lancer.

After witnessing the entire process of his equally matched opponent's exit, Minashel inexplicably felt a sense of sadness.

At first, Avril accompanied Menechel and looked at the direction where Red Lancer disappeared, but as time went on, her patience began to wear out. She turned her head and stared expressionlessly at Menechel who was still looking ahead, and the expression on her face gradually became indifferent.

She decisively let go of her hand, and Minashel, who lost his support, immediately fell down.

Menechel was in a trance. He looked at Avril with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Avril met Menechel's gaze, her face expressionless: "I'm sorry, brother, I can't carry you anymore."

Avril sighed helplessly and bent down again to pull the fallen Menachere, while she habitually scolded him:

"You are already in this state but you still want to be strong. Brother, you should learn to take care of yourself and stop letting your temper take care of everything..."

Avril suddenly shut up as if she had just come to her senses. She frowned and her voice became cold: "Sorry, I just subconsciously..."

Although there was no flaw in her words, the stiffness of her body and the sudden withdrawal of her hand revealed the girl's true intentions.

Avril hurriedly took a few steps back, but accidentally tripped over her right foot with her left foot, and her center of gravity was instantly unbalanced.

Minachel subconsciously reached out and held Avril's hand. Although he was a little weak, he was still able to hold a small girl.

Avril, who had gained leverage, was pulled and her center of gravity, which had been leaning back, immediately shifted. The girl buried herself in Minechel's chest.

Menachere forgot about missing Red Lancer for a moment. He sat there at a loss, with his hands awkwardly placed on the ground.

So when Gold hurried over to check the situation, he saw Avriel lying in Menechel's arms.

Gold: ?

Another female knight, Saber, you are quite good at playing tricks!

Thanks to book friend 20201228074519665 for the reward

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 176 First Knight, What Are You Doing?

Menechel stretched his body and was immediately hit hard on the head.

"Brother, do you want to heal your wound?" Avril leaned against the sofa and stared at Minachell with a bad look on her face. "Or do you want to die with Red Lancer?"

"Hey!"

As soon as Menechel uttered a sound, he was forced back by Avril's angry glare. Ever since the blunder just now, Menechel's momentum instinctively weakened when he met Avril's gaze.

"Damn it, could it be that this is also part of Avril's calculations?"

——What knowledge did this damn Holy Grail teach his lovely sister? Sooner or later, he would break it up!

"Don't worry, my body has a strong ability to heal itself. As long as I'm not dead, I'll be fine." As he said that, Minachell reached out to take the book rolled into a stick in Avril's hand, but Avril dodged him nimbly and patted the back of his hand.

"Brother, please face the reality." Avril closed her eyes and sighed helplessly. She opened her eyes and bent down to get close to Minachell's face. Minachell's awkward smile was reflected in her eyes: "Can your current self-healing ability be compared with the beginning?"

Durability has been downgraded from Ex to B, and some minor injuries that used to heal quickly have now become stubborn old ailments.

After humming a few times and failing to utter a single word, Menechel could only admit defeat and change the subject, "The book in your hand belongs to Gold. He seems to cherish books very much."

After all, the entire room is filled with such legends and biographies, and there is even a bookshelf built for this purpose.

"I'll apologize to him later."

Avril spread the book flat. She didn't use much force just now, so fortunately there were no wrinkles on the book.

"Speaking of which, where is Gold? I haven't seen him since I came back."

Menechel asked as if he suddenly remembered someone who had been missing for a long time. He was not worried about Gold's safety. Avril said that according to her investigation, there was no enemy reaction around.

"he?"

Avril frowned slightly, but when Menechal looked over, her expression had returned to its cold expression.

"I heard from the androids here that he seems to have had a meal and then did strenuous exercise, and now his stomach is a little uncomfortable."

"I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach!" Menicher was refreshed, even forgetting the pain in his body. He jumped up from the sofa, put on the shirt that was spread out on his body, and walked out of the house: "I'll go and comfort him and be back soon."

Avril did not stop him. She looked in the direction where Menachel left, thoughtfully.

"Isn't it true that what you did just now was too much? You should take it step by step."

Thinking of this, Avril subconsciously opened the book in her hand, her eyes swept over the words, but her eyes narrowed slightly.

——This crappy book actually says that the reason she assassinated her brother was because she was influenced by King Arthur!

Her fingers rubbed back and forth on the paper where the words "King Arthur" were written. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open. Avril's body shook and she subconsciously turned the book upside down on the desk.

"Lord Gold, Lord Saber."

After the android maid opened the door, she saw Avril who was also looking at her. Both of their expressionless faces showed a thoughtful look at the same time.

"Lord Assassin?"

"Yes." Avril nodded in response to the maid. She saw the other party's hesitation. She knew the embarrassment of her identity and did not force her too much: "I will take you to find them."

She was also curious why her brother hadn't come back for so long.

But just as she turned the corner of the corridor, she heard Gold's heart-wrenching scream: "How dare you, you bastard, devour my master! Have you forgotten the three swords agreement?"

What followed was the pretentiously deep voice of his elder brother: "Incompetent rat, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!"

Avril's mouth froze. What was this stupid brother fiddling with again?

Avril keenly noticed that the android maid who had just been following her quietly suddenly had a look of vigilance in her eyes.

Avril knew what the other party was wary of. If her elder brother really wanted to kill Gold, she didn't think that a human magician who couldn't even deal with the Dragon Fang Soldiers would have a chance to make a sound.

But seeing the maid rushing out like an arrow, Avril had to increase her pace. Now she could only pray that her brother could be more reliable.

After turning another corner, the scene in front of her made Avril silent. She saw Menachel's whole body pressed against the door, one hand tightly holding the door handle, and there was a violent knocking sound from inside the door.

"Evil man! I knew you had evil intentions! I didn't go back to my room to relieve myself because I had such a severe stomachache, otherwise I would have taken a ride out of the city!"

Hearing Gold's cry, Menechel burst into laughter and blocked the door even harder, not looking like a patient at all: "Gold, your days are numbered!"

The next moment, Menechel's head was split open. He turned around in shock and saw Avril with a gloomy face. He was horrified. Knowing that he didn't have much time, Menechel quickly shouted to the man in the door: "Gold, kill yourself quickly! I will spare the books in your room intact!"

Avril pulled Minechelle over without saying a word, and the door that had just been forced open was pushed open the next moment. Gold looked around and saw that Minechelle, who had been showing off his power not long ago, had been captured by the two people who came to rescue him. He was immediately overjoyed: "Great, great, it seems that destiny is on my side."

He put his hands behind his back, looking as if he had no rivals in the world. He looked at the powerful enemy who had almost pushed him into a desperate situation, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Menechel, the power you borrowed from Assassin has finally been repaid now."

But then his eyes swept towards the maid who was standing silently beside him, and the joy on his face froze instantly. Obviously the expression of the artificial maid was no different from usual, but Gold couldn't help but shift his gaze.

He was the second in command of Yugdomirea, and being cornered in the restroom was not something a mature adult should behave like.

Gold could only cough lightly and quickly adjust his voice and expression: "What do you want to see me for?"

The android maid didn't understand the fight between Gold and Menechel. She tilted her head and tried to recall the knowledge transmitted from the petri dish. The maid seemed to understand something. Finally, she spoke in a calm tone: "Report to Lord Gold, there is an envoy Ruler outside the city gate asking to see you."

After hearing the maid's words and feeling the surprised gazes coming from all around, Gold's coughing became more intense.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 177: Gold's Bones in the Tomb

When Avril saw Ruler's face clearly, her expression immediately turned cold. She looked up and down at the other's face and chest before finally releasing Minachell who was following her.

At this moment, Menechel put away the momentum of a single man blocking the Gold Gate, but the armor that covered his wounds tightly revealed his hostility at this moment.

"You didn't intend to sneak over here to rescue these androids when no one is here, did you? Unfortunately, these androids seem to have no souls. Or did you take that [free soul] away and now need a body to carry it?"

After listening to what Menechel said, Avriel glanced back at him in surprise. She had never seen her brother be so aggressive.

"What did this Ruler who looks a bit like King Arthur do to make Brother so angry that he completely ignored that face?"

Avril thought to herself but took a step forward calmly: "Brother, please be quiet for a moment and let Ruler finish his words first."