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Chapter 310 The End of Honor

A magical breath was approaching, Xia Ran thought it was someone at first, but after careful identification, she found that it was the familiar violent breath.

Xia Ran did not expect that Matou Kariya would bring Berserker to support him, but if he thought about it carefully, it was very reasonable.

Medea will definitely pay attention to the battles happening here. After confirming that Gilgamesh is indeed here instead of attacking Liudong Temple, she will definitely take action, but only Berserker is suitable to come to support up.

As for Sasaki Kojiro... How should I put it, this one doesn't have a treasure that can be used to deal with such an occasion, and he can't leave the mountain gate. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't have the conditions to be sent to support.

It's not that he doesn't work hard, but that the objective conditions really don't allow it.

Of course, coming here now is a bit late. After thinking about it, Xia Ran found that the only thing she can do is to satisfy Berserker's wish to participate in this Holy Grail War——

Let him die under Saber's sword.

Cough cough, that's right, this is definitely the main purpose, Xia Ran is mainly to fulfill Lancelot's wish... Although since Saber is currently his servant, if Berserker is killed by her, he will also "by the way" "You can get rewards.

Just like beheading Gilgamesh before, in fact, it doesn’t matter whether Xia Ran goes up to make up the knife, just wait quietly for that guy to die, anyway, he will get the rewards he should get, and it should explode The key will still pop out...

It should have been said a long time ago that the judgment of space on the causality and impact of the lost person's behavior is very complicated. It is not just based on the surface form. The behavior of grabbing the head and causing the final blow to the enemy is really not very meaningful.

to do something on one's own...

Take advantage of one's own ingenuity to accomplish something...

The former achieves the goal directly with its own strength, and changes the plot without external force, while the latter starts with the aboriginal forces in the mission world, exerts influence from all aspects, and finally changes the plot... As long as the result is the same and changes the plot, then the result will be the same. There is no difference in cause and effect.

Of course, it's not that Xia Ran didn't know about it, nor did he just think about it now, it's just that he thinks——

It is also a rare enjoyment to cut off the head of the mad dog with his own hands, so he went up to make up the knife at that time, even if it was done again, he would choose to do so.

"what?"

Saber was stunned, somewhat confused why this person suddenly brought up this topic.

"I mean, there's no time now, and I'm leaving this world soon, so you can't stay in the same way... So why don't you try to solve this matter at this last moment?"

Staring at the emerald green eyes of the knight girl, Xia Ran said seriously.

"You used to think that you don't have to face it, as long as you find the Holy Grail, you can change all the mistakes you made, right? But now that the Holy Grail is gone, if you want to achieve your wish, the simple Holy Grail can't do it, so you don't plan to go. Do you understand his obsession?"

"I……"

The knight girl bit her lower lip tightly, and for a moment she seemed a little flustered, seemingly at a loss.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you really don't want to. I just think it's better to seize this opportunity than to regret later why I didn't face it at the time and find out what happened..."

Xia Ran looked at her expression, then smiled, but did not continue to press her.

If Saber really didn't want to face such a thing, then he wouldn't force it, and of course he wouldn't kill Berserker himself.

Because Lancelot originally hoped to die under the sword of the King of Knights. If Xia Ran can get an extra reward while fulfilling his wish, then this will naturally it's the best……

——But if it doesn’t work, forget it, he won’t force it.

"Then, Master, remove your illusion..."

At this moment, the knight girl seemed to have made up her mind and said in a low voice.

"You're right, I can't continue to escape, I still have to face it..."

She looked at the approaching figure in the distance from the flames and ruins, and her expression became firm, but it was only on the surface, forcing herself to face it, and there was still a trace of fear and anxiety in the deepest part of her eyes.

Xia Ran didn't answer, but in the next moment——

"URRRRRRR——!!"

There was a groan, which sounded like the groaning of the dead in the dark underground.

What followed was the black crazy knight who found the target at once, accelerated and rushed through the air with incomparable rage, tearing the roar of the atmosphere where it passed.

Bang!

The wind pressure spread towards the surroundings, violently blowing the black knight's cloak and Saber's hair.

The Sword of Promised Victory that went forward was blocked by a violent unarmed attack, without the protection of the Wind King Barrier, because it was unnecessary, even if the sword was hidden by the Wind King Barrier, the black knight in front of him could still Catch the holy sword she swung with her bare hands.

Feeling the huge force from the sword, even though she was using the holy sword to deal with the unarmed enemy, Artoria did not have any advantage, but was blocked by the black knight who snatched the white blade with her bare hands.

Deeply aware of the fatal crisis of being touched by Berserker's weapon, Saber kicked the black knight's chest with all her strength. The latter couldn't resist and retreated and let go of the holy sword. The magic power of the abomination didn't have time to complete the transformation.

Both sides retreated a certain distance, Saber gritted her teeth, then made up her mind, and shouted loudly to the opposite black knight——

"Unknown knight, since you recognize me as the King of Britain and challenge me, you should report your origin out of the honor of the knight!"

"..."

"..."

The black wraith, who was about to continue to rush up furiously, obviously paused for a moment, and the next moment, he let out a resentful laugh that seemed like a beast was crying, or a knight was choking.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched his hand to the hilt of the sword in the scabbard at his waist, which was neither picked up nor snatched.This Heroic Spirit, who has always kept his name secret, is finally about to reveal his own Noble Phantasm.

The moment Artoria blurted out that sentence, she already realized that something was wrong. It seemed that the truth was more unbearable than she imagined.

But splashing water was hard to stop, she could only stare helplessly as the black wraith slowly pulled out the treasure from the scabbard, her whole body slowly trembling.

Unmistakable, the design of the blade was exactly the same as her own holy sword.

As the elven script engraving proved by the hands of inhumans, the reflection of the sharp blade under the moon is like a shining lake. It is an indestructible sword that will never be destroyed by any blow.

Only he who is praised as the "Perfect Knight" is entitled to possess that sword, and its name is also called "Indestructible Lake Light", which is more evidence of the owner's real name than self-reported family.

If she still wants to deceive herself and think that this is not enough——

Then, the black magic power pervading around the black knight also swirled like mist and began to shrink. Without the interference of the black mist, the pitch-black armor finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

It was neither gorgeous nor vulgar, but it was a perfect armor that perfectly combined functional beauty and gorgeousness.The craftsmen tried their best to make the casting meticulously, making it appear both mighty and sophisticated.Even the countless scars on it have become carvings to demonstrate his illustrious military exploits, adding to his bravery.

Artoria also knew the brave man who wore that armor and galloped across the battlefield. Even among the Knights of the Round Table in Camelot, he was a peerless swordsman who was more dazzling than anyone else, a knight who was more outstanding and brave than anyone else. of warriors.

"How come..." The voice mumbling to herself revealed the weakness hidden in the girl's heart.

I really hope that I am wrong, that person should be the ideal incarnation of the knight's original appearance, how could he become a dark figure eroded by the mad curse... She thought she was mentally prepared, but she didn't expect this black figure The real body of the knight turned out to be that person.

Even if you are a hero, you will end up losing the minimum glory.

——In the past, someone once advised her like this.

So, has the curse started since then?

"what……"

Saber only felt his knees go limp, and the unyielding King of Knights lost himself in despair, and suddenly fell to his knees on the snow, tears pouring out,

"Do you hate me so... so much, my friend? Do you hate me so much even if you become like that, Sir Lancelot?"

This is the girl who maintained her honor until the end, and fought to the end for her honor——

The moment of defeat.

The fallen black knight held up the sword of resentment, and it is now impossible to know which path is the correct one.

The only thing that is certain is that the remorse that has been carried into the coffin will be extracted at the end of the long river of time, tormenting him forever and ever on the Throne of Heroic Spirits that has no beginning and no end.

Then, at last, he heard the call from afar.

Come on, raging beast.

Come on, obsessed wraith.

——The voice from the end of time called.

This voice awakened his long-cherished desire, if he is not a knight at all; if he is a shameless and unreasonable beast; if he is an evil ghost who has fallen into the animal path...

Then, maybe this regret can be washed away.

Yes, that's right, that's it, only madness is the way to salvation.

This desire has become the possession that connects him to the end of time, and this is the reason why he is called "Berserker" now.

There is nothing to regret, to fall here, and then be freed as a raging beast, this is what he himself pursues.

……

……

Xia Ran didn't stay, but turned around and left the battlefield directly after dispelling the illusion on Lancelot.

Because the next battle has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't know how much time is left, so he can only go with the flow and let it go... Of course, you still have to work hard. If the countdown is obviously not enough, He naturally gave up.

But in the face of what seems to be a "???" lingering time, Xia Ran inevitably felt that she could still be rescued.

First, he briefly explained a few words to Kariya Matou in the distance, and quickly explained some things, then he rushed towards the direction of Liudong Temple at the fastest speed, walking directly in a straight line. The gas exploded across the night sky in the snowy night of Fuyuki City.

(End of this chapter)