It was thunder that suddenly visited the battlefield. Its flash was enough to turn day and night upside down, making people dizzy, and it even roared louder than thunder.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The lightning did not fall from the sky, but passed across the ground. No - the thing that looked like lightning was a racing chariot full of thunder and lightning.

Lancer quickly turned over and jumped, avoiding the chariot in time. But Berserker, who focused all his attention on Saber, didn't even have time to look back and see what happened.

Accompanied by Rider's cry, the two sacred cows first kicked the black knight to the ground with their four front hooves, and then ruthlessly trampled the black knight with their four hind hooves. The hooves of the cow were wrapped with tumbling purple thunder and lightning, just The kick was also a very heavy blow. Berserker was stepped on eight times by the sacred bull, and the injuries he suffered must have been fatal. After Rider's chariot roared past, Berserker didn't even have the strength to stand. He was wearing black armor. His body was lying on his back and rolling to the ground.

The rider was sitting on the chariot that suddenly stopped, looking down at the beaten enemy, with a smile on his high-spirited face.

"——Oh? What's wrong with you, you man with backbone?" Berserker still hadn't breathed his last. He was convulsing weakly and was getting up slowly. The black knight, who had been trampled by the sacred bull, finally bent over and stepped away from the track of the chariot. Climbing out, the rider saw his move, and the berserker finally luckily avoided the decisive biggest attack brought by the wheel.

Berserker, who was lying on the ground, weakly stretched his legs to stand up, but due to the heavy blow, he seemed to realize that he could no longer fight. As soon as he calmly stopped moving, his outline began to become blurred, like The mist dissipated like a light mist. The entity was eliminated, the spirit body was restored, and I ran away. Although I don’t know where you were peeking, you insulted the war between knights with despicable means... You are not worthy of being a magician. Opponent." The rider on the chariot looked as if nothing had happened, facing the sky, bending his fat neck, and shouted.

"Let Lancer retreat. If you are still here to make trouble, I will help Saber. The two of us will defeat your Servant, how about it?"

"——Retreat Lancer. This is the end of tonight's battle." The invisible magician's anger enveloped the entire battlefield. But he did not delay at all.

After hearing the order, Lancer breathed a sigh of relief and put down the gun in his hand.

"Thank you very much. King of Conquerors." Rider smiled with great satisfaction when he heard the beautiful spearman's whisper.

Lancer once again expressed his gratitude to Rider with his eyes, and then nodded to Kirito.

Kirito was stunned for a moment, but then nodded. There was no need for words to express. The two of them would choose another location for their final battle.

"I wrote it, uncle." Kirito turned around and expressed the same gratitude to Lancer.

"Uncle?" This was probably the first time that the Conqueror King was called such a person. He was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha! Kid, you are so funny. I hope the next time we meet again we won't be on the battlefield." The Conqueror laughed loudly and said something that shocked everyone.

"Well, I will go find you." Kirito was shocked by what the Conqueror King said, and then he said an invitation to go back.

"Oh, look for me, do you know where I live?" The Conqueror King scratched his head and asked.

"With the status of the Einzbern family, it is very easy to find someone in Fuyuki City, especially someone with unique characteristics like you." What Kirito said was undoubtedly saying that the Conqueror didn't know how to hide.

Own.

"Hahaha! This is what makes it interesting." The Conqueror King laughed and said something that shocked everyone again.

"So kid, um, by the way, what's your name?"

Kirito suppressed the thought in his mind of 'Has this guy really conquered the world?' and replied: "Kazuto Kiritani, but my friends all call me Kirito. If you don't mind, you can call me that too.

"

"Oh! Do you mean you recognize me as your friend?! Well, Kirito, let's say goodbye for now. The next time we meet, I will stir up all my passion to fight with you... Little Master, you

Do you have anything else to say?" The young man lying on the bridge at Rider's feet did not answer. Rider grabbed his collar and lifted it up to see that the short Master had rolled his eyes and fainted.

When I passed by, it seemed that when I was attacking Berserker, Rider's momentum was too fierce.

"...Cheer up, you guy." Rider sighed and put Master into his arms, tightening the reins of the two sacred bulls. The bulls brayed, emitted thunder and lightning, and fired lightning from their hooves into the sky.

Galloping away.

"Goodbye!" Accompanied by the roar of thunder and lightning, Rider's chariot drove towards the southern sky.

Irisviel was finally relieved from her nervousness and breathed a sigh of relief. She looked around again and saw that the surrounding area was full of devastation. This was a matter of course. Five Servants gathered together, and several of them did not begrudge their Noble Phantasms.

, exploding wantonly on the battlefield.

"Kirito, your face...".

"It's okay, it's just that it still hurts a little." Kirito's calm tone made Irisviel unable to hear any uneasiness in it, and the resolute tone made her feel slightly relieved.

Twisting the beloved sword in both hands and putting it back into the scabbard behind him, Kirito reached into the underwear pocket of his black coat, took out a band-aid and put it on his right cheek where it was caused by the 'Destroying Yellow Rose'

For a wound that will never heal, since it cannot heal, no matter how good the medicine is, it is naturally useless. At this time, a band-aid is the best choice, at least you don't have to worry about the blood left during the battle.

The coolness from the light layer of 'Yunnan Baiyao' applied to the band-aid made Kirito feel that the wound was much better, at least the needle-like pain was no longer very strong.

"No matter what, heroic spirits are heroes who have achieved great feats in different eras. It would be impossible if there were no injuries at all."

Kirito's fearless expression and tone made Irisviel feel his strength and bravery again. That immature face had a fortitude that should not exist at all. For a moment, Irisviel wondered what the boy in front of her had done before.

What have you experienced.

The three people who were discussing the outcome of this war had no idea that in a dark underground building in Fuyuki City, a magician was using a crystal ball to gain insight into all of this.

"Woohoo, 'girl', my holy virgin...I will go to see you right away. Please wait for me no matter what..." A moist smile like a snake sighing kept rippling in the darkness.

"I'm sorry, Kirito. I didn't help you in this battle. Instead, I hurt you..." Saber looked at the band-aid on Kirito's right cheek, her expression full of guilt and uneasiness.

"No, it's just a small injury." Kirito said calmly. However, what no one knew was that the young man was still slightly happy about the pain of the needle. Why... because it has been two years.

Ah, I haven't felt any pain in two years.

"By the way, I have something else to do, Saber, you and Irisviel should go back first." After Kirito finished speaking, he turned around and jumped across the row of containers in front of him.

"Hey! Wait! Kiri..." Saber wanted to stop me, but all she saw was a black figure that turned into a black origin and disappeared.

"Oh~~~ Let's go, Saber, Kiritsugu should have gone back." Irisviel sighed helplessly at my behavior, and then said to Saber.

"I understand, Irisviel."

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"This is a familiar and cold taste." In a luxurious snack bar, a young man with short black hair was scooping up the ice cream on the table in front of him with a spoon and munching on it. There were also a lot of snacks on the table.

The black-haired boy completely ignored the weird looks from the people around him and just ate the food in front of him. No one would believe it, but the boy hadn't eaten real food in two years.

Just when the young man picked up the cake with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth, a familiar golden figure walked in proudly.

"Cough cough cough!" The boy was so shocked that the cake he stuffed into his mouth suddenly got stuck in his throat. He finally grabbed the fruit next to him and drank it before swallowing it.

"Uuuuuuuuu~~~I almost became the first servant to be stuck to death due to eating since the Holy Grail War." The boy said with a whimpering voice.

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly. For the first time, the black boy doubted his luck in getting to the A level, because, the boy who raised his head happened to catch the sight of the golden figure who turned around.

The black boy's eyes looked unbelievable, but the golden figure was stunned. When she came back to her senses, her face suddenly became unusually rosy, and she quickly walked out of the snack bar, not forgetting before leaving.

He glared at the black boy fiercely.
Chapter completed!