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The betrayed knight, Lancelot, known as the culprit of the Round Table's breach, spoke sadly to his only friend who never blamed him until the end.

"If I can be punished by you...if you can ask for compensation from me...then I will definitely believe in atonement. I will definitely believe that one day I can find a way to forgive myself. The princess should be the same..."

This is the regret of Lancelot and Guinevere. They embrace the same ideal as the king, but they are too weak to implement this ideal.

And these two people could not be redeemed until their death. They deeply blamed themselves for betraying the most important person, and they carried this blame for their whole lives.

Who should I complain to about this kind of pain? Who should blame whom and how to get relief?

With a deep sigh, Lancelot relaxed his body and fell down. Seeing this, Saber quickly stepped forward to support him.

Lancelot was gradually disappearing, his body almost weightless.

"Although it was in this form, I finally died in your arms, in the king's arms, and in front of the king's eyes... Haha, I feel like... just like a loyal knight..."

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Summary: So embarrassing. Holding his aching chest, Yagi Toshinori, who was hiding behind the crowd, lowered his head slightly.

Just in front of him, the originally bustling commercial street was now shrouded in fire. Most of the commercial street was also covered in green slime, and a student was even kidnapped. The culprit responsible for all this is an 'enemy'. The enemy he had originally arrested had caused such losses due to his negligence.

From a certain perspective, he is half responsible for this - no! The responsibility lies entirely with him.

"ZI-O!"

"Are you confessing?"

Chapter 63 The pot comes from the sky (second update)

"You...don't say that!"

Saber answered anxiously that she had something to tell him before he disappeared.

Not "exactly", but "exactly".

She wanted to say that you are a loyal knight, but she couldn't say it at the moment.

"Lancelot, actually you...!"

You are not a sinner.

But even if he said this, what would it mean to him?

Even if someone denies his sin, the one who is most entangled in this sin is no one else but himself.

Why couldn't he notice his lonely thoughts at that time? Why couldn't he liberate the knight's noble soul from the almost crazy self-blame.

"The king does not understand the human heart." This is what I heard when I left the round table. Who said it.

As the last light turned into particles, the knight disappeared.

Saber looked at the empty arms, buried her face in them, and sobbed silently.

She was in grief, but she didn't know that the danger lurking in the darkness was approaching.

The strong emotional out-of-control had disrupted her judgment, and the glowing holy sword was stuck in the soil, tainted with light.

The dark figure with hidden aura was gradually approaching her. It was Assassin, one of the female bodies. She was holding a sharp dagger that reflected the moonlight in the night. Her blue single ponytail was swaying in the wind, and the ice was cold for a moment. Emitted between them, the cold light traced the trajectory as it stabbed out!

Whoosh————!

A gem shining with red light flashed for a moment, breaking through the sky from the darkness of the forest!

The surging magic power began to explode on Assassin's body as the gems shattered. The fiery red flames burned around the assassin's body. The scorching temperature made Saber's shoulders in front of him feel it.

She raised her cheeks that were wet with tears and looked at Assassin who was burning in the fire. With a blank expression, she couldn't understand the current situation.

The platinum star transformed by the spirit gradually returned under Xia Qing's thoughts after the throwing of gems.

Xia Qing slowly walked towards the girl who was kneeling on the ground and said.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah~cough..."

Xia Qing, whose language was a bit eccentric, coughed quickly, organized her words and continued.

"Why can't the noble King of Knights even notice an Assassin's sneak attack...?"

Saber, whose shoulders were trembling slightly, quickly raised her hands to cover her eyes and face, sobbing and letting out a suppressed voice from her sobs.

"Did you...did you see...?"

"Ah? What did you say?"

Xia Qing raised his eyebrows.

"I, the way I cried...you saw it...!"

The red eyes were facing Xia Qing at this moment, and her nose was also slightly flushed. Saber, who was frowning, put down the right hand covering her eyes and grabbed the dim holy sword.

After she grasped the hilt of the sword, the golden light on the sword bloomed again.

Xia Qing took a deep breath.

She's not going to put curry sticks on me...?

As soon as this prediction came to his mind, and looking at the way Saber raised the holy sword at this moment, Xia Qing immediately spoke.

"You should have more important things to do, right? Wouldn't it be bad to waste your time on dealing with me now?"

"..."

Saber, who was suddenly stopped by these words, immediately recalled that Irisviel might still be in crisis.

Looking at Xia Qing with her hands in her pockets, she said calmly.

"Master of Lancer, thank you for helping me resist Assassin's sneak attack. Even in that situation, I might have died... I'll just pretend I haven't met you this time. Next time I meet you, I won't Don’t be merciful anymore.”

After saying this, Saber's figure rushed towards the castle.

Looking at the petite figure covered in blue and white armor that was gradually leaving, Xia Qing pulled out his hands from his pockets. In his sweaty hands, there were two gems, one blue and one red.

"Things like this won't even leave a trace on Saber's armor."

But if it is only used to block her sight for a moment, it is not that difficult.