King's Feast

Emiya Kiritsugu waited for a while, but he still couldn't wait for the magic power to be drawn from his magic circuit.He began to turn from calm to doubt just now.

"Impossible. Except for the anti-city treasure in Saber's left hand, the heroic spirits present should not have a treasure that can kill the monster in the river with one blow."

Emiya Kiritsugu frowned: "What is [Rider]'s master thinking? He is indeed a young man, can't he be ruthless?"

—but that shouldn't be right either.

Judging from the information he has inquired about [Lancer] Diarmuid, this is a rigid knight who follows the ancient chivalry.Once [Lancer] knows that as long as he breaks the treasure, he can kill the monster in the river and save all the heroic spirits and the entire Fuyuki City, [Lancer] will do so without hesitation.

Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't figure it out: "What happened? Could it be that eighth Heroic Spirit again!"

He looked at the still stalemate battlefield in the dense fog, and he could only think of the last possibility when he couldn't wait for Saber to open the anti-city treasure.

——The Holy Grail War has been going on until now, and it is still full of mysteries. The eighth heroic spirit whose real name cannot be known has a Noble Phantasm with the same power as Saber.

Sure enough, as he had expected at first, the eighth heroic spirit would disrupt all his arrangements in the Holy Grail War.damn it!

At this moment, Hisu Maiya's cold and anxious voice came from Emiya Kiritsugu's headset.

"Kiritsugu, look at the situation of the battle! The monster in the river is being stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and is madly attacking Mitokawa's magic barrier. The newly injected magic power of the monster in the river is too powerful, and the magic barrier and Saber may not be able to support it. Too long."

"Kiritsugu, you didn't kill the suspected [Magician Caster] Master just now, are you wrong?"

Hisau Maiya overlooked the battle situation from a high place on the bank, even though she knew Saber's combat power, the heroic spirits' resistance gradually made her a little irritable.

"No, I wasn't the one who killed the boy just now. Someone shot faster than me, and they used magic power...like the breath of the eighth heroic spirit, it was her."

Emiya Kiritsugu frowned tightly, not understanding where his plan went wrong.

"We can't delay like this any longer! We must not let the monster in the river go ashore!"

"Maiya, help me, help me find the exact location of [Lancer] Master. Judging from his magic power output, his Master is probably nearby. Now, I can only find a way to kill [Lancer] Lancer】Master, forcibly cancel Saber's Anti-Citadel Noble Phantasm."

"and many more……"

However, Emiya Kiritsugu did not hear the answer he expected, and instead was stopped by Hisau Maiya.

"Kiritsugu! Look at the Weiyuan River, what is that!"

Emiya Kiritsugu heard the words and looked.

The brilliant golden light ignited his gloomy eyes, and what unfolded in front of him was the most beautiful scene he had ever seen in his life.

It's like getting too close to the sun, as if the whole person is starting to burn.

Emiya Kiritsugu stared blankly, a tear slipped down his jaw.

"pat"

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The blue beard standing in the middle of the monster's thick meat shield in the river realized something was wrong when he saw Wu Zhao's motion of closing his eyes still with the aid of the devil's tentacles.

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, Blue Beard believed that he understood the despicability of gods very clearly.

He activated the magic book, crazily increased the output of magic power, and drove the monsters to continuously attack the magic barrier on the river bank.

"Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc! How pathetic it is for you to be blinded by a despicable god!" Blue Beard cried out heartbrokenly as he saw the figure of King Arthur standing in front of Wu Zhao to resist the attack of the demon army.

Under Bluebeard's anger and madness, the monster in the river became bigger and more ferocious.Seeing that the heroic spirits were about to lose their hold and the barrier was about to break, Bluebeard couldn't help being excited about the upcoming victory.

He couldn't wait to see the scene of the hateful god kneeling in front of Joan of Arc to repent!

However, the next moment, Blue Beard suddenly saw light in front of his eyes.

It was as hot and dazzling as the sun, an incomparably bright light.

"This is……"

Blue Beard froze, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the light.

But before he could react, his gaze dropped rapidly.The bright red/squirming/moving demon flesh/wall around him disappeared, replaced by the scene of Weiyuanchuan.

The absolute majesty is as heavy as a mountain. At night, it seems that there is a sun hanging high on the Weiyuan River, and the bright golden color renders the entire sky and river.

Tears flowed from the eyes.The blue beard knelt on his knees uncontrollably, and looked up at the woman whose face was blurred by the too dazzling light.

The magic book scattered into a handful of sand in his hands, and was blown away by the hurricane rising from the ground.Bluebeard closed his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Heh... I, what the hell have I done?"

When he opened his eyes again, his hideous face turned into a melancholy and mature one. The magic robe on his body was taken off, and his slender body was wrapped in neat armor.

——This is the Marshal of France, Gilles de Ray, who fought alongside Joan of Arc when she was galloping on the battlefield.

Wu Zhao looked down at the man kneeling in front of her, and the imperial power around her was unstoppable.

It was the smell of iron armor and blood stained by the hurricane when it blew through millions of troops, and it was also the salty smell brought by the returning fleet after sailing thousands of miles.

Although Wu Zhao is independent, it seems like a million iron hooves are behind him.The knife is out of the sheath, the arrow is out of the cage, and the bow is fully drawn.

It wasn't until the heavy imperial coercion made Gilles de Ray, who had regained his consciousness and the most authentic memory of his life, that he could hardly bear to lower his head, and Wu Zhao finally spoke.

"The sad wish in life is the chains that imprison you. Even if a foreign god sentenced you to death a hundred years ago, you still can't break free after becoming a heroic spirit. I will give you a chance so that you can say your real name again—— Tell me, who are you?"

The man's handsome and resolute face was full of vicissitudes, and he was no longer the high-spirited Marshal of France.

He has been dead since the day he watched Joan of Arc being burned at the stake.What exists is just a walking/dead body/flesh whose body has been invaded/occupied by demons.

"I'm Gilles de Ray."

He smiled wryly, and continued: "Although I used to gallop with Joan of Arc on the battlefield against England as Marshal of France. But now, I am just a guilty person."

Memories of being Bluebeard kept rolling in his mind.

Due to the opening effect of the Anti-World Noble Phantasm held by Wu Zhao, Gilles de Ray, who regained consciousness, recalled those children, those flesh……

As a marshal, Gilles de Ray, who had seen countless tragedies on the battlefield, couldn't help but trembled with fright.

In the end, what did he do!

Gilles de Ray recalled the abduction, torture, and murder of children he and the boy named Ryunosuke Usei did together, and the pain was unbearable.

"I am, I am an unforgivable sinner, neither heaven nor hell will have my dwelling place. The gods will not be able to save me, my soul will be tightly bound by the cries and blood of those children forever, until human beings Burn it down, and the world will end, so I can barely pay for my sins."

"O King of the East, as you said. The sins I committed cannot be forgiven or saved."

Gilles de Rai bowed her head deeply in front of Wu Zhao.He untied the sword from his waist, raised the sword with both hands, and offered it to Wu Zhao.

Following the ancient knightly etiquette long forgotten by him, as a defeated man, he will offer honor and penance to the victor.

"The king of the east, justice and truth, always stand behind you. You are the victorious king of Weiyuanchuan—whether it is me or the justice of the world, I pay you the utmost respect."

Wu Zhao's face was not moved by the overwhelming and absolute victory, and there was no excitement in those bright eyes that seemed to hold the whole world.

She stared at the sword presented by Gilles de Ray for a long time, and delivered the final judgment.

"I say, your sin is unforgivable, and neither death nor the gods will accept it. Gilles de Ray, to the souls of the children who died at your hands, sincerely apologize and beg their forgiveness."

Wu Zhao waved his hand lightly, and the golden silk thread immediately shot / towards Gilles de Ray with a rapid momentum.

Thousands of silk threads condensed into a golden light beam, and the excessive speed caused the air passing by to burn.

"Pfft—!"

Blood gushed out of his mouth, and the sword fell out of his hand.

The light beam pierced Gilles de Rai's entire chest, and in the hideous hole of flesh and blood, the filthy magic power was ignited by the light beam, burning blazingly in his body.

Gilles de Ray fell back weakly, and as the world spun, dim stars shone into his eyes.

"Jeanne..." he murmured.

His body began to turn into endless light spots, scattered in the air, and gradually disappeared in front of everyone under the brilliant light belonging to Wu Zhao.

Ended his life as the Heroic Spirit Bluebeard.

From that moment on, there will be no more Heroic Spirit Bluebeards in the world or on the Heroic Seat outside the world.Only Gilles de Ray, always in the posture of repentance, enjoys endless pain in his endless life as a heroic spirit.

"King of the East, thank you."

These are Gilles de Ray's last words to the Heroic Spirits.

Wu Zhao remained silent, staring majestically at the messy Weiyuanchuan in front of him after Gilles de Ray's death.

Behind her, the golden dragon hangs high and howls across the river.

King Arthur stood aside, his emerald green eyes were clouded, and he held the sword firmly with his wounded hand, with such strength that it almost made her whole arm straighten.

——Because she is a knight, she can better understand how abhorrent and sad it is to lose her original ideal and fall into a heroic spirit who is crazy and wantonly doing evil.

Diarmuid also gently closed his eyes and sighed.

Weber hid in the cloak of the King of Conquerors, and the snot and tears in his hands made the cloak of the King of Conquerors wet.The King of Conquerors patted his head helplessly to comfort him.

But the Conqueror did not know that Weber was not weeping for the sinful Gilles de Ray, but for his king.

—he would never, never let Iskandar fall into a situation as miserable as Gilles de Ray's.

"Whoa!"

The sound of breaking water sounded.

The Heroic Spirits, who had just been slightly relaxed by Gilles de Ray's death, immediately turned their attention to the source of the sound.

"Cough cough cough... Damn miscellaneous cultivator! How dare you let such a dirty thing contaminate the king's courtyard!"

Gilgamesh jumped out of the river while coughing because of choking on the water, and landed on the Golden Emperor Terrace formed on the Weiyuan River by Wu Zhao's Noble Phantasm, where he could walk freely on the river.

King Arthur and Diarmuid looked at Gilgamesh in surprise.

The King of Heroes who had appeared in front of them before, with a golden armor and a heroic appearance.But now this...well.

"Gilgamesh? You also came to Weiyuan River? However, you look really embarrassed, like a stray mad dog splashed with dirty water on the side of the road."

Wu Zhao frowned slightly, looking at Gilgamesh.

"Ah, it stinks."

Gilgamesh:"……"

"!!!Damn woman, you always knew I was on the Sky Battleship! Why didn't you tell me before you activated the Noble Phantasm, did you deliberately want me to touch the river polluted by that dirty thing! "

Gilgamesh raised his hand, and gathered all the short blond hair that was wet and scattered in front of his forehead behind his head, revealing his smooth forehead again.

On that handsome and dignified face, the indifference of his past was no longer present.

Gilgamesh angrily questioned Wu Zhao: "How dare you let that disgusting monster touch my body! How are you going to repay the crime of offending the oldest king in the world!"

Wu Zhao spread his hands innocently, expressing that he didn't know.

"I didn't know you were in Weiyuanchuan. I've been here since Bluebeard arrived in Weiyuanchuan, but I didn't see you fighting?"

"Ah, so the world's oldest king hid because he was afraid of fighting? Tsk tsk tsk, Gilgamesh, you really opened my eyes."

Gilgamesh:"!!!"

Aggrieved, but don't know how to refute.

Seems like neither option is right?

Gilgamesh, who was so angry but couldn't vent it, lost another round.

The author has something to say: Kiss the cuties one by one~ You guys are amazing, I love you all!

In the past two days, I have to buy new year's goods, clean up, and visit relatives, so I will update about 4 words today and tomorrow. After these two days, I will add more, more, and more!Cake will also try to move the update time forward.

感谢在2020-01-1913:07:31~2020-01-2023:16:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Panda, Xuanyuan Xiaoyao, Yan Yanluo, Yu Wushu, Rose, Xia Youliangfeng Qiu Youyue, Yunqi 1;

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