King's Feast

Although in the battle, King Arthur has always consciously wanted to control the impact of her fight with Lancelot on the surroundings.However, it is still inevitable to destroy large areas of woods and houses.

The citizens of Fuyuki City who were affected along the way shivered and hid in the ruins of their houses, lest they be discovered by the two people in the battle and be hurt again.

But precisely because of Lancelot's violent fighting style, their battle traces are clear at a glance.

Standing on a tall building in a hotel, Wu Zhao, who was listening to something, lowered his head slightly and looked towards the business district not far away.

It was still early, and there were no pedestrians in the commercial street, only some shop assistants who got up early to open the door.But when Lancelot brought the battlefield here, he scattered in panic.

In the empty commercial street, there are only constant explosions and debris on the ground.

"Huh? Did that little lunatic Lancelot run all the way into the city?"

Wu Zhao smiled and murmured, then raised her hand, and the golden light condensed on her fingertips.

【Amnesty · Seizure】——

Under several imperial decrees, the spiritual power barrier formed instantly blocked the entire block.

Then Wu Zhao smiled and jumped down from the sky, landing lightly beside King Arthur.

"King of the East, you!"

King Arthur had doubts about his magic power during the battle with Lancelot.When Wu Zhao appeared beside her, she suddenly realized.

——Lancelot's magical power clearly comes from the same source as Wu Zhao's magical power!

"Why did Sir Lancelot become your servant?! King of the East, did you deprive Sir Lancelot of his mind and let him fall into such a pathetic madness?"

Aware of the relationship between the two, King Arthur had bad guesses in his heart.But she really couldn't connect Wu Zhao, who possessed the radiance of a wise king, with such an abominable thing as depriving Lancelot of his mind.

King Arthur looked at Wu Zhao with sad and broken eyes, which even made Wu Zhao suspect that she didn't really want an answer—she just wanted to yell at the masters, asking why they treated the knights who stick to the way of chivalry like this, and insulted the character of the knights .

Did you think of Emiya Kiritsugu?

Wu Zhao raised his eyebrows, but did not pursue King Arthur's harsh questioning attitude.

She turned to Lancelot.

Because of Wu Zhao's inherent ability [Emperor's Privilege], Lancelot, who signed a contract with her, could not fight with a sharp blade in front of her without her permission.

So Lancelot, who fell into madness, could only keep growling at King Arthur, but as if bound by invisible chains, he kept walking and struggling, but he couldn't take half a step forward.

——It looks like a puppy that keeps whining and acting like a baby at its cruel master, begging for food.

"Aww", "Aww", they are so cute.

Lancelot's appearance made Wu Zhao happy, so she happily decided to let the poor puppy get his reward now.

Wu Zhao smiled slightly.

"King Arthur, I am not the one who deprived Lancelot of his sanity, and it is not I who caused his tragedy. To be honest, the culprit of all this is you."

"What..." King Arthur looked at Wu Zhao in shock.

"What do you think is an emperor?" Wu Zhao didn't give King Arthur a chance to speak.

"It's not only about building your country, protecting your territory and people. It's also about letting your courtiers know what kind of courtier you want. Laws, rewards and punishments, good and evil... all of these things should be finalized by the emperor. , and strictly enforced."

"Now, tell me."

Wu Zhao looked at King Arthur and asked calmly, "Did you do it?"

King Arthur's pupils constricted.

She remembered what a former courtier said to her before his death - the king didn't understand people's hearts.

Could it be that she really did something wrong?

"So you see, it is because of your negligence that the poor knight over there has become like this." Wu Zhao shrugged, and raised her slender hand to point directly at Lancelot.

"Snapped!"

There was a boom in the air.

The invisible chains binding Lancelot broke.

"Lancelot, I allow you to fight."

The moment Wu Zhao opened his mouth, powerful magic power poured into Lancelot's magic circuit like a raging torrent.

Under such a powerful washout, Lancelot's sanity, which had gone berserk after seeing King Arthur, finally returned.

"I allow you to open and use the Noble Phantasm. Lancelot, whether it is your anger or your sorrow, tell your king to your heart's content - use the sword in your hand to smash your king's place Illusionary dream!"

[Emperor Special Event - Servant Open/Confirmation]

The purple light flowed, and Lancelot reached out and grabbed the long sword that suddenly appeared in midair.

"This is... the lake light without regrets."

King Arthur recognized his knight's favorite sword at a glance.

【Regretless Lake Light】

AROUNDIGHT

When Lancelot was still the high-spirited and tragic knight of the round table before his death, his favorite sword.

It's just that in the endless pain after death, this sword was corroded by darkness, and once lost the light of glory.

until today--

Under Wu Zhao's irresistible order, the world recognized Wu Zhao's order and returned the sword to Lancelot.

"Then, king."

Lancelot, who regained his sanity, clenched the lost and recovered sword tightly, and his melancholy dark purple eyes were extremely serious.

"My king, please punish your subjects with your sword! Punish me for my filth, injustice, depravity, and sin!"

Lancelot swung his sword and rushed towards King Arthur, but his high-pitched fighting intent was like a mournful cry.

King Arthur wanted to defend again, but was unexpectedly stopped by Wu Zhao's arm.

"At this point, don't you still understand? King Arthur, what he needs is not your generous forgiveness, but your ruthless punishment—is the law of the British Empire just a dead letter!!"

Wu Zhao's violent drinking was like a heavy hammer, hitting King Arthur's heart hard.

King Arthur's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

She looked up and looked at Lancelot who was attacking her.

The knight's face is still handsome, as if the grand scene of Britain was still yesterday.But the lingering sadness in those once firm and bright eyes made King Arthur understand——

Britannia has long since been destroyed because of her mistakes, and her loyal knights have been bound by old nightmares for thousands of years because of her.

It's time to cut everything off.

King Arthur tightened his grip on the sword in his hand again.

Sir Lancelot, if this is the only thing I can do to make you up, then...

The emerald green pupils settled down, and King Arthur raised his sword, and finally carried out the first active attack in this battle.

"Mr. Lancelot! If this is the case, then I will re-sentence you!"

And Wu Zhao stood where she was, the wind from the battle shook the peony steps in her hair, she chuckled.

·

Emiya Kiritsugu actually didn't put Kenneth in his eyes.

Even Kenneth, as one of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower [LORD], possesses outstanding magic talent and powerful magic power.But in Emiya Kiritsugu's view, this man's arrogance is enough to destroy all these advantages.

——Yes, before Kenneth and his fiancée Sola arrived in Fuyuki City, even before Kenneth decided to participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War a few years ago, Emiya Kiritsugu had already obtained detailed information about Kenneth. material.

The only thing that surprised Emiya Kiritsugu was that the servant King Conqueror who should have belonged to Kenneth according to the information appeared beside the weak Master Weber.

But no matter how he looked down on this man, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was pressed by Wu Zhao step by step and completely disrupted his plan, could only lower his stance now and seek a temporary 'alliance' with Kenneth.

At this time, Emiya Kiritsugu was standing downstairs in the luxurious hotel building, looking up.Then step into the hotel without hesitation.

——Emiya Kiritsugu didn't understand why Wu Zhao didn't target Spearman Diarmuid all this time.

However, just because Wu Zhao messed up the entire Holy Grail War, neither he nor Tosaka Tokiomi had the intention to target the spearman and his master Kenneth, and gave that guy time to breathe.

The entire hotel building has been made by Kenneth into his own magic workshop.

This also means that as long as he is still in this hotel, Kenneth cannot be hurt.Every magician who steps into the hotel will be sensed by Kenneth.

but……

Emiya Kiritsugu smiled slightly.

For his current purpose, this is more beneficial.

An arrogant person will not doubt his plan.

Thinking in this way, Emiya Kiritsugu got on the elevator in a fair manner and went straight to the top floor of the hotel where Kenneth was.

"Hello, Master of [Lancer Lancer]."

He faced the empty hall with neither humble nor humble attitude, accepting the inspection of "eyes" everywhere around him.

"I am the Master of Saber, Emiya Kiritsugu. I am here to cooperate with you."

As if no one heard, Emiya Kiritsugu didn't get any response.

He waited patiently.

After a long time, Kenneth's voice finally echoed from all directions.

"Heh heh heh, there is such an arrogant guy like you in the Holy Grail War, how dare you go to meet another Master empty-handed without a follower?"

"Cooperation? Hehe, magician killer Emiya Kiritsugu, do you really think that I will trust you? Your notoriety is not small among magicians. It's a pity, I'm afraid you can only save your life today." Here it is."

Emiya Kiritsugu took his time.

"I thought that I have shown you my sincerity by coming alone. You can take my life at any time, but before that, don't you even dare to talk to me face to face? Little people like me , I’m just panicked because the eighth heroic spirit is too powerful, and I want to cooperate sincerely with you to defeat the eighth heroic spirit, in exchange for some remaining time.”

"Would the big man in the clock tower who could create such a magnificent magic workshop dare not even meet me?"

Emiya Kiritsugu sneered.

·

Wu Zhao had the foresight to set up a spiritual barrier, and the staff who would come to work according to the time were all blocked from the commercial street that had become a fierce battlefield.

And people who pass by here and look around curiously can only see the scenery that seems to be frosted, and they can't see clearly what happened here.

After receiving the report from the Fuyuki City Government, the All Souls Secretariat Task Force, who vaguely sensed the truth from the undisguised domineering magic, also immediately negotiated with the Fuyuki City Government and sent personnel to block the block.

"My lord Xun Yu, this way of outputting magic power should not be the empress fighting. Then why did your majesty lend her power to other heroic spirits to fight? Obviously, the Holy Grail War has developed to the present, and your majesty can end the war at any time. Only when you win right."

The secretariat spiritual practitioner who took the official car to the scene still couldn't help asking his doubts.

In order to deal with official duties, the handsome young man who hadn't rested for a long time sat in the back seat with his eyes closed and rested with a cold face.

"Why do you ask so many questions? Want to replace Qing Ya and get your salary deducted?"

The spiritual practitioner shuddered, silently shut up and drove.

Xun Yu opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at the busy Fuyuki City outside the car window.

——In the style of His Majesty, of course it was because she found it interesting.

Xun Yu guessed right, Wu Zhao really found it very interesting.

The commercial street had already been turned into a sea of ​​flames and scorched earth in the fierce battle between King Arthur and Lancelot.

Parked vehicles were thrown all over the place by Lancelot as a weapon wheel, and a burst fuel tank set the store ablaze.The blood spilled by the two of them was everywhere on the messy ground, mixed with glass shards and sundries, making this place look more like the scene after the war/war broke out.

Only the place where Wu Zhao stood still was clean.

Beside her, a barrier formed by magic power blocked all splash damage.And she followed the battle between the two enthusiastically, constantly shifting the place to watch the battle, hoping to see the winner of the battle as soon as possible.

In fact, you don't have to watch it, and the winner will be decided early.

Even with the backing of Wu Zhao's huge magic power, Lancelot still struggled more and more as the battle deepened in the face of King Arthur, who was aroused by Wu Zhao's words.

There were more and more wounds on his body, but the eyes staring at King Arthur became brighter and brighter.

finally--

"Pfft!"

The long sword in King Arthur's hand penetrated the armor and was sent into Lancelot's chest.

The heart was pierced mercilessly.

Lancelot's attack paused, and the hand holding the sword slowly lowered, as if he was embracing King Arthur in front of him.

"Mr. Lancelot, this is, this is the punishment for not protecting Britain with me!"

King Arthur, who was a little shorter, leaned against Lancelot's chest, his actions were merciless, but there were tears in his eyes.

Even the voice announcing death trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry, Sir Lancelot, this punishment is a thousand years late."

Lancelot closed his eyes and let his body fall forward.On that handsome face, after a thousand years, a smile finally appeared again.

"Thank you, King Arthur."

"Don't say sorry to a sinner like me, Wang..."

——Wake up from a big dream, but it's too late.

King, if possible, I would like to follow you to protect the British Empire once again.So, just go forward with confidence, to fight for the Holy Grail, to realize your ambition.

At the moment when he fell to the ground, Lancelot saw Wu Zhao walking towards him.

He smiled slightly.

"King of the East, thank you."

Then, he closed his eyes completely.

The tall body disintegrated into countless light spots, and the irreversible spiritualization began.

King Arthur lowered his head, watching Lancelot who was fading away.Even if he sensed Wu Zhao's breath approaching him, he didn't respond.

Wu Zhao looked at King Arthur's blood-smeared face, and the blood continuously flowing down from his forehead made it impossible for her to tell whether King Arthur was crying.

—Probably crying.After all, even the breath began to become unstable.

Wu Zhao raised his eyebrows, wanting to hold up that face and take a closer look.

Just before she decided to put this idea into practice, King Arthur moved and raised his somewhat embarrassed face to look at Wu Zhao.

"King of the East, thank you."

King Arthur turned to Wu Zhao, bowed slightly to her, and thanked her with a very solemn gesture.

"I am indeed an unqualified king. I have been fighting with them all the time, but I don't even understand their intentions. Even, even Lancelot..."

Speaking of Lancelot, King Arthur's body wrapped under the armor trembled slightly, as if crying.

"However, King of the East, it is precisely because of this that I cannot give up the fight for the Holy Grail. Please forgive me."

"That is the only miraculous creation that can fulfill my wish to revive the British Empire."

King Arthur felt guilty for not being able to substantively thank Wu Zhao, but Wu Zhao didn't care.

Holy Grail or something, where are humans and heroic spirits interesting?

Just when King Arthur blamed himself, he felt a domineering aura approaching him.She was a little surprised, but her respect and trust in Wu Zhao kept her from running away.

So, under King Arthur's surprised expression, Wu Zhao gently reached out and hugged the trembling girl.

The blood left on the armor stained Wu Zhao's gorgeous dress. King Arthur blushed and hurriedly disarmed himself, fearing that his cold armor would hurt the delicate beauty.

Wu Zhao wrapped the girl who was slightly shorter than herself into her arms, and she raised her hand to let King Arthur lean on her warm neck.

"It's okay, Artoria, you're doing well."

"As a female king, you have done a good job in being able to turn the tide in a declining situation. Thank you for your hard work."

"As for the Holy Grail—Gilgamesh will be the biggest obstacle among the remaining Heroic Spirits, but Arturia, I can be with you. I have no wish for the Holy Grail, you can use the Holy Grail to fulfill your wish. "

"Show me your fighting spirit once again, Artoria. Don't let me down."

King Arthur's eyes, which were wide open when he was wrapped in this warm embrace, slowly fell down, the eyes flickering and rippling.

Her brows and eyes gradually softened, and the muscles in her whole body gradually relaxed.

She reached out her hand hesitantly, and tentatively hugged Wu Zhao's slender and strong waist/body.

It was as if in this embrace, she could temporarily not be the King of Britain, but just the innocent and soft girl before she drew the sword in the stone.

Arturia gently closed her eyes and buried her head in Wu Zhao's neck.

"it is good."

she heard herself reply.

Wu Zhao embraced Artoria, standing on the messy battlefield that was still burning with fire.

She felt the trembling/shaking body of the girl in her arms, her slender hand was still on the girl's golden hair, and gently stroked/touched the dull hair on the top of the hair, calming down the girl's emotions.

Feeling the hot tears falling on his collarbone, Wu Zhao raised his eyebrows, and a satisfied look appeared in his bright eyes.

——It seems that she guessed right, King Arthur was really crying just now.

The author has something to say: For "Lake of No Regrets", there are setting changes for Lancelot and King Arthur