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

He couldn't let his elder brother make the final decision, so he had to at least keep Ruler a little longer to make a deep enough impression on his elder brother.

It would be best if the elder brother would instinctively feel disgusted when he sees Ruler's face - or a face similar to this one!

Gold raised the corner of his mouth in disdain. He knew how much his Servant wanted to kill Ruler. On the way here, he was asking him if he could kill Ruler with the last stroke of the Command Spell.

"Assassin, this is a matter of principle that even I cannot persuade you to do. You, a little girl, cannot handle it."

Under Gold's confident gaze, Menechel let out a loud click, and red arcs of electricity flashed across his body. Then his head armor disintegrated into tiny magic molecules, revealing his gloomy face.

"If you have anything to say, say it now and leave here immediately."

This was entirely because he was seriously injured after the battle with Red Lancer. Otherwise, even with Avril's plea, he would have killed Ruler regardless of the circumstances.

Ruler bit his lower lip and said reluctantly but helplessly: "I need your help."

Gold listened to Ruler who hesitated and chose to communicate with Minachell. He frowned and found that things did not seem to be simple.

Why does it feel like Assassin seems to have mastered more advanced communication skills than herself? Minachell often listens to what she says.

In this case, wouldn't most of Gold's kingdom fall into the hands of this woman?

Gold sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling like a dead bone in a grave without even realizing it. He felt a chill all over his body, and when he looked up he happened to meet Assassin's gaze. His originally cold and lovely gaze now seemed to contain a deeper meaning.

——This woman is definitely not as simple as she seems!

Avril frowned, not knowing that she had been put on the dangerous list without realizing it. She couldn't help but criticize her brother's incompetence as a Master.

"He's giving too much power to others. Does he still expect his elder brother to make rational decisions?"

Avril retracted her gaze and stopped looking at Gold who was beating his chest and stamping his feet. She cast her eyes on Menechelle. From the slightly downturned corner of his mouth, Avril was sure that he was definitely not listening carefully.

"As mentioned above, the Red Team has now become the biggest threat to the fairness of the Holy Grail Ceremony, so I hope to seek your help and cooperate with me to defeat the offending Sixteenth Servant in the shortest possible time."

Menachere curled his lips. Although it was his responsibility to kill all the red servants, but——

"I'm sorry, but I can't make the decision on this matter. My Master is not the one who makes the decisions."

He just didn't want to pay attention to Ruler. He knew it would be difficult to kill Ruler in his current state, but the red team could easily do it for him.

"It is now." Ruler stared into Menechelle's eyes and spoke word by word: "Just now, I have confirmed with my own eyes the death of Black Lancer and his Master."

The words that Ruler had prepared got stuck in his throat when he said this. He turned around and looked at Gold behind him.

"What did you say!"

Before Menechel could speak, Gold jumped out first. He stretched out his hand to grab Ruler's shoulder. Ruler did not resist and let Gold grab him. Gold's eyes widened, and a look of disbelief almost overflowed from his eyes: "You said that Chief Danik, he is dead?"

Because of his loss of voice, the second half of his sentence even sounded a little harsh.

"Not only Black Lancer, Black Caster has also chosen to surrender. Aside from Red Saber, whose whereabouts are still unknown, Amakusa Shiro actually controls more than half of the Servants."

Unless he had no other choice, Ruler would not have wanted to ask Black Saber for help. But apart from Menachere, the only surviving Servant on the Black side was Archer, who was forcibly transferred by the Command Spell.

"how come……"

Gold's body swayed, and the light in his eyes gradually faded. He took a few steps back and was caught by several android maids. He lowered his head and muttered to himself:

"How could that be? I haven't shown him my abilities yet, and he hasn't recognized my abilities yet. How could that be..."

Looking at the miserable Gold, Menechel frowned. If he had heard the news of Altria's death, he would not be much better than Gold.

"As you can see, our new leader seems unable to decide this matter now."

He retorted subconsciously, but then he reacted and glanced at Gold with some concern. After making eye contact with Avril, he saw the girl nodded to him.

"But it is my duty to eliminate traitors and kill enemies. As for you, you can barely be used as bait to test the enemy."

"Wait a minute..."

A hoarse male voice sounded, and Gold raised his head and looked at the android maid beside him with bloodshot eyes: "Go find Roger and determine his location!"

……

Inside the Sky Garden.

Assassin lowered his flight altitude slightly after making sure he had left the base of Eugene Domireia.

"Really? You're not a Servant now. Even if you can use Magic Correction, you have to find the right time."

Assassin extinguished the green light in his hand, and the wound on Amakusa Shiro's body stopped bleeding.

"After all, I was shocked when Red Lancer suddenly lost contact. I'm not sure if Danic has any spies. If he notices this, we will definitely lose."

Relying on the partial information that "I have sent Red Lancer to kill the Black Master in the castle", he caused the three Black Servants to feel uneasy. Then he took advantage of the moment when Black Lancer was distracted to forcibly kill the other side's Master.

Next up is Saber—

Thinking about this, he looked at the servant beside him:

"We have to find a way to get rid of Saber on our side first."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 178 As a friend

The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing, with only the occasional sound of breathing breaking the deathly silence.

The door was pushed open at this moment, and the creaking sound made Gold raise his head.

"You're back." He looked at Minachell, who seemed to be hesitant to speak after entering the room, and the fat uncle forced a smile on his face: "I know what you want to say, but forget it. I think your lame consolation will make me feel even worse."

Menechel did not refute. He sat quietly on the sofa beside Gold. He picked up the book that Gold had placed next to him. Today, for the first time ever, Gold did not read a book. He did not even make tea. He was quietly drawing at the table.

"Assassin was sent back by you?" Gold suddenly asked.

Avril was worried about her Master staying alone in the base, so she insisted on returning.

"She doesn't want me to send her off. She thinks I don't know how to hide my presence and will expose her base." Menachel answered truthfully. He reached for the book at hand and said, "I will go and pick her up with her Master at noon tomorrow... The general attack on the Red side is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, right?"

"You are our main force now. So we have to wait until your body recovers to its full condition."

After listening to Gold's answer, Menechel opened the book in his hand, but was somewhat surprised to find that this was not about him, or rather, it was a story about Britain. The complicated and unfamiliar names in the book were dazzling, but a quick glance at it was also a good way to relieve boredom.

"You're still reading this kind of book." Gold looked at Menechel with some surprise. He always thought that his servants only knew how to fight.

"I didn't have much time before, but now I have more time." Minechel flipped through the book and replied to Gold from time to time.

"Why are you suddenly not reading my Knight's Tale?"

Facing Menechelle's question, Gold frowned and fell into a brief moment of thought. After a long while, the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper was heard again, and Gold's answer came out belatedly:

"What was written in the book was so different from what I saw. It turns out that stories can only be read as stories. Once I saw the prototype and understood the behind-the-scenes, I couldn't continue reading."

"You think I'm not that bad?"

"Not necessarily."

"Gold, you are indeed the most interesting Master I have ever met." Menachel couldn't help laughing. He then said, "But the evaluation in the book is fair, because most people who meet me don't have the opportunity to have a deep friendship with me."

"Yes, you killed them all, right?" Gold sighed and finished the second half of the sentence. Then he became a little concerned: "Saber, you have retained the memory of the last Holy Grail War, right?"

"I can only vaguely remember a little bit." Minesher continued flipping through the novel, his eyes swept to Gold: "If you want to ask about what Ruler said about Amakusa Shiro, then I can't help. Although we are both participants in the Toki Holy Grail War, I don't have much impression of this guy. My previous master was assassinated while he was providing magic for me, so my impression of that master has become shallow."

Gold shuddered in sympathy.

"But don't worry, if I'm summoned again I probably won't forget you, Gold."

Gold hummed twice, and the pen in his hand stopped unconsciously.

"Saber, I don't actually have any wish that must be placed on the Holy Grail."

Menechel didn't say anything, but his eyes unconsciously fell on Gold.

"Initially, I just wanted to prove to Danic through the Holy Grail War that I am capable and worthy of his efforts, but now I have lost the object of proof. But even so, I have to continue fighting. I have to kill those bastards on the red side! For this - I must ask you in advance, Saber, what do you hope for in the Holy Grail?"

The enemy's Rider and Saber, and even the Assassin who has never appeared, are all worthy opponents. In such a situation where there are powerful enemies all around and the enemy is short of soldiers and generals, it is basically impossible for Menchel to not use the third sword. But that also means that Menchel will miss the Holy Grail this time.

——It's so embarrassing. I made a promise not to use the third sword not long ago, but I didn't expect that I would be the first to break the promise.

Menicher obviously considered this as well. He lowered his head and pondered for a while. After a long while, he asked:

"As a Master?"

Gold was stunned. He shook his head and replied, "As a friend."

"How rare! You only used me as a tool at the beginning, but now you say such things." Menechel smiled, but his next words made Gold feel cold all over: "So, at the beginning, I was thinking, "Just take advantage of this fat guy's carelessness after the Holy Grail War and chop him with a sword."

The beast-like sharp red pupils reflected no trace of joking. Gold swallowed his saliva, even though he thought he had disguised himself well at that time.

"But I have given up this idea a long time ago. Don't be nervous." Looking at the cold sweat on Gold's forehead, Minashel smiled with satisfaction.

——Finally, he succeeded in scaring his Master once again.

"I remember you had another chance to ask me any questions you wanted."

Gold frowned, as if he was remembering something that happened long ago.

“But I don’t intend to tell you my wish, so you can save that opportunity.” Minechel closed the book in his hand: “You must be thinking about [determining which is more important between Saber’s wish and your own desire for revenge], so I don’t want to tell you. No matter which one you choose, Gold, you will not be at peace.”

Menechel stood up and looked down at Gold. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. "I am a dead man. As long as I am in the Throne of Heroes, I will have countless opportunities to participate in the Holy Grail War and realize my wishes. But Gold, you only have one chance to prove yourself and one chance for revenge."

Gold looked up suddenly and looked at Menechel in a daze.

"Menichel, you..."

"Don't show such a shameful expression, don't show such a shameful posture, Gold, you are my Master and my only friend here. Stand up straight, you don't need to worry about the consequences, you don't need to worry about failure, and you don't need to be so tired that you can't sleep. Didn't I say it when I was summoned-"

Minachell raised the corner of his mouth: "-Now I am the winner!"

The book Minette was reading on the table was Romance of the Three Kingdoms, so Gold dreamed about the Longzhong Plan at night.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 179 Traitor! I've fallen into your trap again

The sky had just brightened and Menechel was already standing at the main entrance of the castle.

"Why don't you wear your casual clothes today when you're meeting someone else?" Gold looked up and down at the armor on Menechelle's body. "Saber, you are so skilled that you don't look like a novice."

Menicher, who did not follow Gold's train of thought, raised his eyebrows, but he instinctively realized that Gold was teasing him in a roundabout way, and Menicher immediately retorted without giving in:

"Nonsense, I am a loyal and righteous man. Anyone who has met me will praise my unparalleled loyalty and righteousness."

"Loyalty, loyalty." Gold nodded perfunctorily. He couldn't help but look at Menechel's armor again. "Have you really thought it through? If the decisive battle is tomorrow, you may not have the chance to wear that civilian clothes again."

"There is a high probability that a battle will break out when escorting Assassin here, so it is most convenient to go wearing armor."

Nodding to show that he had barely accepted Menechelle's explanation, Gold shook the key in his hand and said, "Let's go, I'll drive this time."

Menechelle turned his head and looked at Gold in surprise: "Are you going too?"

"I can clearly remember the fate of the first car. It took no more than twelve hours from the first run to the complete destruction of the car."

"But Gold, I'm not doubting you, do you really know the way back?" Menechel hesitated, his eyes full of doubt: "If I were alone, I could barely locate the location of Yugdomirea through you."

This statement immediately caused Gold to fiercely retort: ​​"Nonsense! It was all your fault that we got lost last time! I have never gotten lost when driving alone."

Although Menechel didn't say anything, the slightly upturned corners of her mouth and the micro-expression in her eyes that said "Don't explain, I understand" made Gold so angry that his gums itched.

In the end, Gold had no choice but to sign an unequal and humiliating treaty with Menechel - [at least the way forward must be paved by Menechel].

Feeling the violent airflow on his face for the first time in a long time and the violent bumps on the bumpy road as if he was back in his hometown, Gold wished he could weld himself to the seat.

Fortunately, this trial only lasted for a moment. When Gold's driving instructor, who was still alive, appeared in front of him, the vehicle slowly pulled over.

After sitting in meditation for dozens of seconds, Gold's soul, which had been left far behind, finally caught up with his body. After coming to his senses, Gold felt carsick again, and his chest was churning. Before he could start moving, the dizziness was immediately blocked by his magic.

——Self-suggestion magic cannot eliminate Saber’s crazy driving skills, but healing magic can alleviate the sequelae and complications.

He silently memorized this information in his heart, and he wanted to follow along this time in order to test his current level of magic.

There was a regular knocking sound coming from the car window. When Gold turned his head, he saw a beautiful woman with green hair. He glanced at the woman's side and saw the female knight.

Although Assassin was wearing a black women's coat, his overly conspicuous white hair was still very recognizable. What really surprised Gold was that the coat Assassin was wearing seemed to match the one Saber had left in his room.

Then Gold turned to Menechel.

——You are really good at playing! You are indeed a knight who has escaped from his own class and risen to become a lord.

The car window was rolled down, and Avril couldn't help but frown after just a glance.

She didn't expect Gold to appear here and occupy the passenger seat of her elder brother.

"Wouldn't my arrangement be completely useless in this case?"