However, this is a strong man worthy of being an opponent of the group known as the Burial Agency, which is respected and loved by the Hanseatic people.
Since he didn't know when the other party would intervene, Hansa continued to remain vigilant, but the other party seemed to see through his thoughts and spoke to Hansa over the phone.
"Did you call Hanse? Don't worry. I'm just like the monarch in the Clock Tower. I'm just a spectator commenting on the battlefield from a safe place. You don't need to worry about it."
"This is really unacceptable. From the church's perspective, we are looking forward to your donation."
"A check should be fine."
Completely unmoved by Hansa's provocation, the overlord of the financial world spoke in a steady voice.
"Recently, I'm quite interested in ecology. This is enough energy consumption for long-distance calls."
After saying something that was either a joke or serious, Van Feim just said goodbye lightly and hung up the phone.
The fact that he did not have a direct conversation with Jesta until the end means that he has completely severed ties with Jesta.
"..."
"Well, what about... Mr. Feim, you seem to be very angry, is that okay? If you want to reconcile, it would be better to use email? After all, even if the call is refused, the secretary still needs to confirm all the emails.
Just once."
Frat delivered a critical blow to Jesta, who was kneeling on the ground motionless for a long time.
After Hansa judged that the clone in front of him had no power, he gave instructions to the nuns with gestures.
"Unfortunately, if you have time to type emails, it would be better to go to the church and say some words of repentance. From now on, let us attack your true body."
——Is the one just now one of the leaders of the monsters?
——You can tell just by the sound that he is a terrifying enemy...
——But, thinking about that guy will have to wait until later.
After the assassin was slightly confused about his actions, he probably made a judgment that he had no time to fight against the clone, and just walked out of the broken window toward the place where Junqiu Chun was.
.
However, as if to stop her, the broken window was covered by a huge shadow.
It is neither a smoke-shaped monster nor Cerberus, but a more pure symbol of "death"——
The whole body's skeleton was burned to carbon by the pitch-black fire.
If we were to take a more distinctive part from it, it would be that the entire length of the skeleton is probably as high as this building.
"Wow! Is it a giant monster!?"
While Flatt was as surprised as a primary school student, Jesta, who was originally kneeling, slowly stood up.
"Wow, is it a vampire monster?!"
Flatt was even more amazed by this.
Bennett kept his watch in shape and made a sound of surprise.
"The technique should still be taking effect..."
Although he is a clone, this does not mean that he cannot attack at all.
While Jesta was alert to all aspects around him, he lowered his head and remained silent——
"……hehe"
What emerged from it was a thin chuckle.
"Really...have I been abandoned as a Death Apostle?"
Jesta maintained a ghost-like pale face, and a smile that seemed to be full of madness appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Then, please come with me, my beloved assassin."
"what are you saying?"
Jesta said to the assassin who frowned as if he felt something uncomfortable.
"You, who hold a belief stronger than anyone else, were abandoned by the leaders of the sect, and I, who showed you a love more noble than anyone else, was abandoned by the mainstream of human affirmation because of this!
That’s it, that’s it! Is this what you see? I understand it with my soul! Sure enough, our mutual attraction is destined!”
"Don't say lines like that of a stalker who alerted the police and got fired."
Hansa looked bored, but he had no time to listen to these words now.
He stared at the huge skeleton and considered whether to repel it or run away.
And then, a huge impact hit the building.
"!?"
What happened is very obvious.
It was caused by the huge skeleton waving its giant arm and starting to directly hit the building.
"Oh! I didn't expect it to reach this point! It is indeed a world based on dreams and death. It is self-evident that this nightmare will never end!"
Jesta seemed to be more interested, even ignoring the pain that hit his body and continued to laugh.
"Very good, very good, Lord Vandelshodam! Let me prove it to you! I will seize the Holy Grail with these hands together with my beloved assassin. With this power, I will indeed wake up the spider.
Let mankind be completely destroyed! When the last remaining human reason is only an assassin, I can return to my original identity of affirming mankind! At that time, please prepare a feast of blessings for us! Brahma
Duke Dersudam!"
"Is this person a little bit broken?! Maybe the technique is a little too strong..."
Hearing Flatt's cry, Hansa replied.
"Don't worry, this guy already felt like this from the very beginning."
Like him, the assassin who knew Jesta's method of destruction from the very beginning tried to attack the skeleton without any hesitation.
In an instant, flames flew from the mouth of the huge skeleton and flew towards the assassin.
"...!"
And she shot it down with one of her own Noble Phantasms, "Zabaniya".
Although she restrained her with the flailing Hair Blade, a closer look revealed that a huge skeleton of the same size appeared on the other side of the building, almost completely blocking the way out.
"Hahaha! It's true! This is a plan to destroy the entire building! Well, don't worry, as long as the owner of this dream wishes, no matter how much this street is destroyed, it can return to its original shape! However, this
It’s just the building...Ah, how pitiful you are, even though you are here, you can only die at the hands of the miserable priests, nuns, and magicians!"
"You bastard……!"
The assassin murmured, and Jesta accepted her murderous intention as if she was very comfortable.
"Ah, no, no, no, no, altar!"
Constant shaking hit the building, and the simple altar built by Flatt collapsed.
"Hey! Flat!? Something happened--"
At the same time that the voice of King El-Melloi II was interrupted, the building was violently impacted.
Soon after, the Crystal Hill Building began to tilt violently, and the skyscraper that was the symbol of this town was making a loud noise and collapsing.
And Flatt and others at the top——
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Fuyuki City in projection.
In the illusion, the collapse of the Fuyuki Hyatt Regency Hotel was beautifully reflected.
Although that happened in the prologue of the Fourth Holy Grail War, due to Prelati's compilation, it overlapped with the scene of the climax of the "Fuyuki Great Fire", and turned into a more tragic performance that ultimately became a genjutsu.
It's closed.
"..."
The illusion ends, and the world returns to Fuyuki's forest.
No one has appeared, and no human breath can be felt from the castle.
In the cold wind, although Ayaka felt she needed to say something, she couldn't even turn her face in the direction of the swordsman next to her.
Although the "illusion" that the young girl saw seemed to be a joke-like performance that was continued with the utmost prank, she also understood that it might also be a carefully calculated performance to offend the viewers.
I don’t know the story of King Arthur.
However, even if she looked at Richard, who had grown up with the legend as his pillar instead of King Arthur, she could feel how noble, brave, and majestic the being was that was being sung about.
In fact, just listening to Richard's longing on the road in these few days was enough to plant a seed in the heart of Ayaka, who had no idea about the legend of King Arthur, "Although she doesn't understand it very well, he is a very powerful person anyway."
impression.
But, because of this——
Ayaka couldn't confirm what kind of expression Richard had when he saw King Arthur in the illusion just now.
Just speaking from the conclusion, it should be said that it is definitely not a slanderous attempt to make the existence called King Arthur disappear into nothingness.
King Arthur was neither described as a vicious murderer nor a despicable villain, but was indeed described as a truly noble being, and Ayaka understood this.
However, judging from the final result, even if she has such noble and righteous aspirations, there are things she cannot do no matter what. This is reality.
He was denied his own path by the other kings, and he had a huge disagreement with the Master who entrusted his destiny to him.
In the end, because of the Master's betrayal, he used his own power of the Holy Sword to shatter the Holy Grail.
As a result, it caused an unprecedented disaster in the town of Fuyuki... This was the situation.
Ayaka couldn't bear the final scene that the illusion showed, with them standing on a mountain of burned corpses, and she could only keep her head lowered.
Ayaka was thinking about a certain scene she saw in the genjutsu.
Those were the words spoken by each of the three kings when they were drinking and drinking.
The golden hero king said so.
——"The path that a king should follow is exactly the law he has set."
This is what the red-haired conquering king said.
——"A king is a person who uses his own body as a starting point to conquer and ravage all the wealth and principles on the earth."
Then, Cang Yin’s King of Knights said this.
——"A king is a person who martyrs for the relief of the people and the "road" leading to the realization of correct ideals."
The King of Knights even declared his wish to entrust the Holy Grail.
——"Let time go back to the ceremony of the Chosen Sword. If there is a king more worthy of me, then I will rewrite the history of Britain by handing over history to that being."
It was heard from the beginning of a bedtime story told to him by Richard's mother, and it is said to be the ceremony of choosing the sword that made Arthur king.
If there is a better person than himself who ultimately destroyed the country, he should be allowed to take charge of the country. This seems to be what the King of Knights is thinking.
However, after hearing the words of the King of Knights, the Conquering King released his calm anger, while the Golden King showed a smile as if this was funny.
The King of Conquerors rejected the King of Knights who "answered the people's prayers for relief" with angry words such as "A king without desires cannot guide the people, and the people will never look forward to a true slave."
.
——“Sacrificing one’s life for the right path and giving up everything one has is not human at all.”
——"King of Conquerors, why can you insist that giving up ruling the world as a human being will be inferior to ruling as a human being?"
——"Haha. King of Knights, your way of existence will one day push you to the realm where you are not a human, but a god."
——"What are you laughing at? King of Heroes. If you can do that as a human, is there any reason to hesitate?"
——"Really? But the goddess I know is the incarnation of being unreasonable and forcing her own righteousness on her people."
——"Hey, King of Knights. Although I, who is called a descendant of Zeus, am a little bit..."
——"Pursue the right path like a god, but in the end it will become a matter of choosing your people."
After that, the question and answer session continued for the time being - but before the King of Knights could finally say something, the attacker's appearance declared the end of the question and answer session.
It was actually a longer conversation than this, but Ayaka didn't remember it all.
This was because I was overwhelmed by the oppressive power of the red-haired king and the wonderful fear of the golden king, and it was difficult to concentrate and listen.
If there hadn't been that attack, what kind of rebuttal would the King of Knights have said?
From the positions of Ayaka and the swordsman, the expression of the King of Knights cannot be seen.
What expression she now wore could only be supplemented by imagination.
It is not certain whether he deliberately refused to show it, or whether Francesca and the other two observers failed to see the expression of the King of Knights.
Like Ayaka, was she overwhelmed by the angry voice of the Conqueror?
Or is it an expression of calmness and composure, thinking that one's royal path is as clear as a mirror?
When the golden king said something sadistic like, "The troubled King of Knights has a great face," was it an expression of distress? If so, what exactly was she distressed about?
Ayaka doesn't understand.
Can you understand what the swordsman said?
While she was thinking this, the scenes kept changing. As a result, Ayaka was not able to know until the end whether the King of Knights raised objections to other kings.
However, Ayaka also felt that this was correct because of the words of a swordsman who lived for the people. If this would arouse the anger or ridicule of other kings, it would bring a lot of blow to Ayaka.
Because this would make her feel that she was rejecting the Lionheart King who saved her even though she was not one of his subjects.
The image created by the illusion truly reproduces the scene observed by the familiar.
There are also scenes where the information obtained is reproduced through the magic eyes of past vision hired at a huge cost.
However, as the manager of Fuyuki's Holy Grail War, Magiri's barrier made of insects was too tricky, so he could not completely see through everything.
Of course, everyone’s state of mind cannot be peered into.
On the contrary, there are also many parts that although they knew about it, they deliberately did not convey it to Lionheart and others.
Francesca knew that Fuyuki's Holy Grail was contaminated by "mud".
Because she could not observe the actions before and after the destruction, Francesca could not fully understand what King Arthur's master was thinking.
However, it can be inferred that destroying the Holy Grail can be called the right choice in a sense.
However, the illusion they fabricated would not let Richard and the others understand this.
All Lionheart and Ayaka saw were images.
From the viewpoint of the familiar far away from the town, the light at the moment the Holy Grail was destroyed and——
As a result, a hellish scene overflowed in Fuyuki City.
The fact that the Command Seal was used to destroy the Holy Grail is just a conjecture.
However, since it is unimaginable that King Arthur would choose to destroy the Holy Grail on his own, there is no reason to deny this explanation.
Then, the most intuitive feeling from Ayaka is——
The "way" that King Arthur has followed so far is a terrifyingly real "battlefield", something far different from the "story of chivalry" told by Richard's mother in his dream.
That was a magnificent scam.
It is the form of a king who has been rejected by the Master.
It is a scene in which female companions from one's own camp take hostages and use guns to beat their defenseless opponents into hives.
Then——there was the figure of the king who chopped off the heads of the dying magicians.
If it is a war, then it can be considered that it is natural to do this.
However, even so, this is something far away from the image of "a war of heroes" that Ayaka holds. Now that she is involved in a battle, this matter is placed in front of Ayaka, and she
Now it's all my strength just to hold back the vomiting sensation caused by fear.
——In such a cruel fight...were children around my age fighting in it...?
After all, what was the expression of King Arthur galloping on that battlefield?
In any case, the face of King Arthur in distress was not projected, and it was impossible to tell from Ayaka whether she was struck by this or completely turned a blind eye.
But... no matter which side it is, isn't it far from the heroic legend that Richard longed for?
It's okay to be confused by a cruel fate, but if you accept this cruel fate naturally - then, as the other kings said, it is indeed not a human being, but a mechanical "system".
Then, even after reaching this point, he was betrayed by his master in the end and got nothing.
"This happened to Fuyuki...although I have also heard about big fires..."
It is true that this is already a miserable situation, but what Ayaka cares about is that it has been edited to make King Arthur look like a miserable loser.
Therefore, while suppressing the rising feeling of vomiting, Ayaka stared closely at the direction where Prelati and the others' voices came from before the swordsman wanted to say anything.
"Ah - well. Anyway, now I understand very well that you are really terrible."
"Ahaha! Don't praise us so much, you'll be embarrassed~"
"...Don't worry about it, swordsman. This is an illusion, isn't it? It must be all nonsense! That kind of communication between the king and others must be a lie!"
"Ah? Is it really okay? If everything is a lie, then the part of the King of Knights' rebuttal will also become a lie?"
Francesca said this in a playful manner, while Ayaka choked.
"That, that's..."
"Well, how is it? How is it? Although humans are creatures who only believe in what they want to believe... In the final analysis, do you have the image of King Arthur that you want to believe in? If you insist on saying it, it doesn't lose at all.
Give him the image of the Lion-Hearted King who protects you, the perfect and handsome King of Knights whose existence no one can deny, right?"
"This, this kind of thing... after all, the ending is too strange. As a Master, there is no reason to destroy the Holy Grail! Maybe the Lord Knight King obtained the Holy Grail properly! In the end, that way
A powerful king shouldn’t wish to make history repeat itself by letting someone else become the king..."
"Ah, just right! That's great, your reaction! The opinions of people who have no knowledge of the Holy Grail War are very attractive! But, right... what will happen to Alto-chan if he gets the Holy Grail?
How is it going? This is also very interesting! If you are not careful, you may make Mud travel through time and space... No, how could it happen~"
Ayaka felt unhappy with Francesca who kept talking about strange things, and she fell silent for a while.
Then, I saw the expression of the swordsman who had been silent until now.
At the same time, Francesca and the others also cheered as if they were provoking the swordsman.
"So, how about it? Lord Lionheart! The heroic legend of the King that you have always longed for is the King himself who wants to start over from the founding of the country... What do you think after knowing this? What if?
If you get the Holy Grail, you will make your history nothing. What do you think when you see such a tyrant?"
"The story of the legendary King Arthur that you longed for. Even though he kept fighting and winning, he still couldn't get anything! What do you think when you see such a story? See the posture of the king who is constantly denied by other kings.
, what do you think?"
"Shut up! These are all tricks you are playing, aren't they? Swordsmen won't be fooled by things like that..."
Ayaka started to get scared.
The swordsman, who usually kept chattering away, never said a word about this matter since the king in blue attire appeared.
There was no sigh or surprise, and he couldn't even feel the presence of the swordsman beside him.
The king who failed to obtain anything was driven as a lackey of a magician even though he was a king, killing weaklings who were on the verge of death. In the end, even the wish he had to achieve at this point was betrayed.
Ayaka thought about what the king's swordsman would think after seeing him like that. Although she felt that she had to say something to him, she still couldn't find what she should say.
However, beside Ayaka, the swordsman who was so silent spoke up.
"Francesca Prellati."
Ayaka turned her head unconsciously when she heard the voice. What was there was the swordsman's face whose expression had completely disappeared, but it seemed as if he could see something sparkling from his eyes. That was an illusion.
.
Or maybe she shed tears of despair after receiving too strong a shock, Ayaka thought, but——
In fact, quite the opposite.
The swordsman just stood there, offering the most advanced gift to the world of illusion.
"The weight of a gift given by a person with the title of king...if he is the one who compiled this illusion, he will understand it."
"Swordsman...?"
In front of Ayaka, who was staring at him in bewilderment, the swordsman spoke the words that sounded from the depths of his soul directly.
"But let me express my heartfelt thanks to you for conveying to me... the great King of Knights, the latest heroic legend...!"
Sensing the gradually rising emotions surrounding those words, not only Ayaka, but also the observing Francescas also felt doubtful.
That was - overwhelming, joy.
Even if the thing that shone in your eyes just now was tears, they were probably shed as a result of extreme gratitude and celebration.
"Swordsman...what are you talking about..."
"Ayaka...when you see that King of Knights...do you think that he is not a hero?"
"Eh……"
"Ayaka, for me, in the legend of the Knights of the Round Table... whether it was the betrayal of the king, the unreasonableness, or the fact that he became tattered and lost everything in the end - I know everything. But.
, I am looking forward to everything including these.”
To Ayaka, who tilted her head in confusion, Richard slowly began to speak with an expression as if he was a boy talking about his favorite baseball team.
"And... in the question and answer at the banquet, the King of Knights was not denied by the other two kings."
"Eh? But...(Alexander) roared like that..."
"Think about it carefully. Alexander the Great was just angry, and he definitely did not deny the kingship of the Knight King. Although he said a lot of decorations and being bound by the idol of the king, that did not mean that the idol itself was given to
Denied. It was just a simple statement of 'I agree with your achievements, but I don't like it'."
Ayaka asked in surprise because of the words of the swordsman who was not panicking and was even calmer than usual.
"Is that so?"
"Although I am just paraphrasing my mother's words. 'A king does not mean a person who walks on the royal road, but a person whose way is called the royal road by his subjects.' Depending on the time and land, the mood of the people and ministers, things will change.
Good and evil will simply shift. Therefore, to put it bluntly, there is no correct answer to that question and answer, not to mention that the three people who asked the question there probably know this best. What they intend to measure is its principle, not its
is it right or not."
Richard stood there upright and said to Ayaka as if he was joking.
"Yes, our Knight King is indeed a little inferior to other kings! It's just that his voice is too quiet! I will both agree with every king's intention and also deny it! He and I are in different areas.
It is natural that kings born in different eras have their own kingly opinions! But, at the end, a guy who can say loudly "I am the right one!" with such an expression is very powerful. Philip of the Crusaders
That’s how that guy Philip II (King of France) felt.”
After seeing his appearance, Prelati and the others' voices were slightly confused.
"Ah - you actually want to go there? We obviously think that you will become more arrogant, and then belittle the other two kings, or in turn despair of Alto-chan and shed your still-sounding layer.
The extra skin comes from——"
"...by the way, are you not surprised at all that King Arthur is a girl?"
The emotion in their voices disappeared, and the two of them spoke as if they were convinced.
"...Sure enough, you know, right?"
"The magic-ridden, real King Arthur... no, it's the legend of Arturia Pendragon. You found it somehow... right?"
Putting the puzzled Prellati and others aside, Richard stretched himself greatly on the spot.
"As expected. Is this the real purpose? Do you want to know how far I have stepped into the history of the King of Knights? It's a pity that I couldn't find the tower where Merlin is imprisoned."
Then, Richard's expression suddenly disappeared, and he fell into deep thought while looking up at the sky.
"Ah... But, it's so awesome... So does Alexander the Great, so does that Jin Shining Shining, and so does our ancestor king... Everyone, they are all 'kings' above my imagination."
"Swordsman?"
Worried about the swordsman who stopped moving and muttered to himself, Ayaka spoke to him worried that he had indeed been hit.
Then, the swordsman slowly lowered his head and said.
"Ayaka."
"What, what's wrong?"
Facing Ayaka, who tilted her head in confusion, the swordsman said.
"Ayakashi's determination just now...I really should accept it."
"Eh?"
In front of the bewildered Ayaka, the swordsman opened his arms openly without concealing his broken armor.
"One more time... I want to redo the first meeting with you."
After bowing exaggeratedly, Richard raised Ayaka's right hand with a natural movement.
"Just a question."
The king and the maiden fighting in front of the majestic castle standing in the forest blend beautifully into the scenery.
It can be said that it is like a section of a hero's biography that is praised in many legends.
"Are you my master?"
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"Cheer up! Cerberus is immobile, think of a way to eliminate it!"
Now that Cerberus is covered by the rain of candy wrappers, the police officers led by John are desperately trying to re-establish their formation.
However, no matter how many small-scale aliens other than Cerberus were defeated, they would continue to pour out from all over the streets.
There were some police officers who wanted to use healing magic on their seriously injured comrades, but the rats gathered around the officers' wounds and hindered them, leading to such a miserable situation.
And as if to push them further into despair - a sound as if the earth was shaking enveloped the surrounding area.
"!That is……"
Vera raised her head and noticed that.
The huge skeleton, which was as tall as the Crystal Hill Building, broke the building and forced it to collapse.
Debris from the building poured down. Although the police officers who could still move tried desperately to guard against them, there was a limit. One after another, the police officers continued to fall on the asphalt road.
"Damn it...is it over here..."
Hearing the words of a police officer, John shook his head.
"Not yet! Don't give up if you can still move!"
Changes have been happening in this world since the beginning, this is true.
Then, as long as you persist, there may be other changes.
Although the current situation is that, except for Candy Rain, everything is developing in a bad direction, which is terrible——
However, there was a shadow falling above John and the others, and it was the feet of the huge skeleton that had just destroyed the building.
"Gu..."
——Is this the end?
With hatred, John and the police officers stared closely at the dark skeleton wrapped in black flames.
And above them, the skeleton's huge feet stepped down——
The next moment, a band of light stretched out from nowhere, turning the Lord of Bones into flying dust.
"!?"
The ribbon of light was released from the gap in the building two or three times in succession.
Only a few seconds later, the skeleton with a huge body like a building had turned into pitch-black bone powder fluttering in the wind.
Then, some people in the police team thought the light strip looked familiar.
It seemed to be something released from the swordsman's Noble Phantasm that fought Gilgamesh above the church during the battle in front of the hospital.
"...I'm sorry, I just fell asleep for a while."
Along with that voice, the swordsman emerged from the shadow of the building.
John saw his figure and said with a wry smile.
"You seem to be in a good mood. Did you have a good dream?"
"Ah, it must be a dream that will come true."
After answering him with a shrug, the swordsman said to Ayaka coming from behind.
"Hey, Master."
"Just call me Ayaka. So, what's wrong?"
The swordsman said to Ayaka who also shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm really sorry. From now on, I will say some willful words like a child."
"Wilful...what do you mean?"
The two of them were talking to each other while looking at the sky.
What was in front of his sight was a huge jet-black skeleton that appeared in place of Cerberus, who was greedy for candy. It shot straight into the sky.
Although it is the same size skeleton as the one that the swordsman blew away just now, isn't it that it is now appearing as more tall buildings than the high-rise buildings on the street and heading this way?
However, the swordsman's expression was cheerful, and although Ayaka's expression was a little nervous, it did not look like he was planning to run away, but was looking at the group of monsters from the front.
"I want to use the Holy Grail for a super selfish reason."
"No problem. Is it the desire to bring modern rock music back to the 'seat'?"
"No, it's a little different."
After shaking his head, the swordsman said loudly.
"Although it is also a song, it is a triumphal song! In short...I want to use the power of the Holy Grail...to make the song of victory resound."
John and the others looked at the swordsman who was having a conversation from behind, their eyes widening in surprise.
Behind the swordsman and Ayaka, five shadows appeared following them.
Two of them were the knights with spears and the archers they saw not long ago.
There is also a hunter-like man who was previously thought to be hiding in the shadows, hiding his face with a hood.
Furthermore, there is a strange-looking knight carrying countless swords on his back, and a floating ball of water that seems to be clinging to the man.
"What...those guys are..."
Ignoring the police officers' words, they slowly walked towards the group of aliens.
"Sorry, the Cerberus Fang I used just now was broken into pieces... Can you lend me a sword?"
Hearing the swordsman's words, the knight carrying countless swords lazily shrugged his shoulders and threw a decorative sword that looked like it had been used many times, including the scabbard, to the swordsman.
.
"Thanks."
The swordsman who caught the sword pulled it out and said.
"The enemy is the terrible god of death, and its power is the world itself."
The swordsman grinned widely and flew out with great momentum.
"As an opponent, there is no shortcoming!"
As if responding to him, the knights and archers behind them dispersed, and the hooded man also hid his figure at some point.
Beside Ayaka, the water sphere floated lightly, as if it was trying to protect her.
Then - their "battle" began.
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"Ugh! It seems to have become something extraordinary! Are they all heroic spirits?!"
"Quiet down. This way there is no point in launching the concealment technique."
Watching the battle of the swordsmen from the air were——Flat and Bennett, who were supposed to stay on the top floor of the Crystal Hill Building.
Flat was wearing something like a magical parachute, falling slowly at a much slower speed than a normal parachute.
Beside them, Hansa and Jesta also used the same parachute to land. If it weren't for Frater's concealment magic, it would have been like an aerial performance.
"But, it's great, Hansa. I found it in the room beforehand."
Hansa replied to Jesta's words.
"Ah... I didn't expect there to be so many parachutes piled there. And they are not ordinary products. They are good things that have a special magic formula written in them, which is close to a gift. Although they need to be filled with magic power... I use that workshop
Did your camp even anticipate that the building might collapse?"
This parachute is a replica of an actual one that exists in a real-world suite.
The King of Heroes once said, "It's okay to lend you a parachute." True to his word, he gave Tini and the others real objects based on their heads along with room decorations, but Flatt and the others probably wouldn't do it.
knew.
Then, while observing the battle between the "dead" groups spreading in front of him and the swordsmen, Hansa said calmly.
"...Be careful not to get involved. It's better to land far away from them."
Then, while watching the street scene gradually turn dark from the air, he confirmed this and added.
"Well, it seems like there are no so-called 'places that won't get involved' in this street anymore..."
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While running through the streets filled with embodied "death", the swordsman's heart was filled with joy.
——King Arthur is indeed the same great man as in the legend.
If he could calm down a little, he would probably shed tears of joy as he was so excited.
——Her behavior is worthy of praise. Because whether it is a silk thread weaved for others or a silk thread spun by herself, no matter how many times she will re-weave it, just to keep the flag of our country that will never be broken.
Just blowing in the wind.
The body moved unconsciously, cutting off two or three skull-shaped aliens one after another.
——Indeed, if it were me, I would choose another path. If it were me, I might not choose to start over.
Every time he cut off one, his movements became more agile. When the number of subjugations exceeded ten, he had reached the highest speed when fighting the golden heroic spirits.
——But, so what? Those are just trivial matters, just differences in values.
Cooperating with the swordsman's fighting, the knights, archers and others following him also smashed the surrounding aliens one after another.
"When praising faith, there is no need to discuss whether it is good or evil!"
When he noticed it, he had already shouted out.
Unable to suppress his overflowing emotions, he rushed up to the building at high speed while singing words of joy.
"That's why I praise you! No matter how angry the conquering king is! No matter how the most ancient hero king laughs at you!"
The significance of Richard actually being angry with the Conqueror is understandable.
For him, although he also had a good impression of Alexander like that, this did not constitute a reason for him to deny King Arthur's will.
That's right, because the royal path that Lionheart King walks is completely different from those three people.
Because of this, he offered his prayer.
Toward the ideals of the King of Knights who shaped his own chivalry, and her faith.
"Even if the results achieved by my subjects return to nothingness, I still have to weave my own ideals. I will confirm that chivalry! The same is true for that tyranny, which is proof of being a king!"
Even if the King of Knights' desire to "die for his ideals" is deemed as "tyranny," it is precisely because of this that he must be praised, Richard declared.
The expressions of the police officers who heard his words became surprised, and Ayaka also let out a long sigh and smiled, saying, "It really sounds like what that guy would say."
"...But, great King Arthur! There is only one thing, you are too worried!"
The swordsman's expression was slightly gloomy, as if he was worried about it.
Then, as if trying to speak to someone who is not present, he shouts his thoughts out loud.
"Our ancestor of chivalry, you don't need to worry! There is absolutely no need to start over the country that was formed on the Round Table and was destroyed by the Round Table!"
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"Ah - ah - you really spoke freely. It's really hard for Alto-chan to be expected after his death. I don't know what the masters would say if they saw it."
Prelaty quietly poked her head out of the building where part of the side wall collapsed, looking at the swordsman as if she was stunned.
"Tch, having said that, I originally thought he could let us see more ugly parts, but it really didn't work. That guy is out of his mind. He is the type who really thinks he is living in a hero's biography.
Ah. If that kind of person chooses the only direction, I'm afraid he will become a person like Jeanne d'Arc."
Then, the girl who appeared from the side spoke as if she was very happy while twirling the umbrella in her hand.
"Well, that's good~ isn't it? I like that king very much! After all, that guy will continue to muddy the water in various ways~ Well! After all, I don't know if it's a god or something else.
There’s no point in being ravaged and massacred unilaterally! As the organizer and audience, it’s impossible if we don’t prepare for the best and most interesting fight!”
"I didn't say I hated him. It's just that because of this, I also wanted to see his twisted, sad face."
"Ah, I thought so too!"
Francesca's eyes narrowed, a devilish smile appeared on her face, and she stared at someone intoxicated.
"And..."
What she was staring at was not the swordsman, but the figure of Ayaka who had accepted her position as her master.
"This time it's the other way around, it seems fun to let that child fall...☆"
After seeing Francesca like this, Prelati shrugged and looked to the sky with a smile.
"So, what should I do? It seems that the vampire's aura has become weaker for some reason. Do you want to get rid of him?"
"Yes, no matter what, no matter how many huge skeletons are knocked down, there is no way to escape from this world..."
Francesca was looking at the world that was stained with darkness, and when she was about to continue speaking, she suddenly noticed something strange and stopped talking.
"Hmm? Ah?"
"It's a lie. It's so powerful! It's so powerful! Lord Lionheart, even though it's only the size of a street... can you say that it will overwhelm the 'world'?"
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After running to the roof of the second tallest building after Crystal Hill Building, the swordsman temporarily adjusted his breathing.
"Our great ancestor! Let me prove it!"
What stood in front of him was an extremely huge dark skeleton.
Its body was born from the fusion of countless skeletons, just like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, with countless bones spread out behind it.
In front of the monster with a strange posture, the swordsman showed no fear at all, and just continued to engrave the words of praise for King Arthur on the world.
"The royal way you walk is definitely not wrong!"
Then, the swordsman stepped on the roof and flew high into the sky.
"The remaining kingship and glory of the Round Table gave birth to us! Tragedy and destruction have tempered our souls! Humanity, the flower of glory of chivalry will never wither in the future, let me sing this
Show it to you and the round table!"
Passing through the approaching jet-black flames, the swordsman used all his strength to strike with a shining slash.
"We only admire you! From now on, please continue to watch over us, our ancestor King Arthur!"
While singing his wishes loudly and loudly.
"Although I have lost this qualification..."
Then, after showing a self-deprecating smile for just a moment, his eyes and voice were filled with the brilliance of conveying hope to someone he had never met before, and he shouted loudly.
"But one day, someone who is not me will reach the Utopia! Ah, that's right! The history of the stars you have spun will definitely bring the wind of peace to you! I just, for
This will sound the sound of blessing!”
"I will use the power of the Holy Grail to sing the triumphal song of mankind to the deepest part of the distant Utopia!"
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——"Child, child. Listen carefully, son of your countrymen."
——"The things you should attack and destroy are those who want to take something from us."
When Sigma thinks about the past, the words of his "parents who raised him" will definitely come to mind.
Sigma knew very well that these meaningless words were intended to brainwash him, but even now he could not forget them.
He felt neither hatred nor sadness at these words.
It's just the fact that "I was told those words repeatedly" that remains in my memory.
However, when Sigma recalls those old memories, he always thinks.
What impact did those words have on my way of living?
Whenever I think about it, I will think about it.
After all, besides my life, is there anything else that can be taken away from me now?
What is something that makes people feel that it cannot be destroyed because it has been taken away by others?
Without being able to find that thing - Sigma would just live as a passive existence.
He doesn't even have the thought of being on the outside of the world, he just keeps moving around on the inside of the world.
This is true even in the midst of the Holy Grail War.
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The street in the dream, Qiuqiu Residence.
Go back in time a little.
"Jesta-kun! Jesta-kun! What's wrong with you!?"
When she saw the boy Jesta suddenly lying on the ground, Chun ran over in panic.
Sigma, seeing Jesta's appearance, began to observe his physical condition.
——Is this a magic attack?
——Probably, the strange magic power running rampant in the opponent's body has disrupted the magic circuit itself.
There was obviously no Gandr or anything like that flying over, so what happened?
"Gu...ah..."
Looking at Jesta moaning in pain, Chun was so panicked that she looked like she was about to cry.
...Can we get rid of him now?
However, it would be better to lure Tsubaki away from here first.
Rather than saying that Sigma didn't want children to witness the miserable scene, it's better to say that if Tsubaki recognized Sigma as a murderer, he thought he would most likely become her servant "Mr. Black Pitch"
Attack object.
"Xiao Chun, go and ask your father and mother to come over."
Sigma said this to Tsubaki. Tsubaki trembled and muttered "Uh-huh!" and then ran up the stairs quickly.
"..."
After watching her leave, Sigma took out a magic tool from his waist.
This is a limited-purpose medicine syringe used when fighting against vampires and special summoned beasts.
This medicinal liquid has the same effect as holy water. Generally speaking, it may not have even the slightest effect against vampires of Jesta's level.
However, if it is the current situation, it is worth trying.
Sigma, who made a judgment, put his hand on the boy Jesta's neck as if he was making a diagnosis.
"...Tsk... Ku, Ku ha ha, it's useless, big brother. Even if you use that, what dies is just the conceptual core of this child."
"Maybe, but it's worth giving it a try."
"Wait - wait, it's quite troublesome to regain the appearance of a child. It's not forced... because it can't be done without full consent..."
Jesta painfully revealed the information about his magic, but a magician would not reveal his hand. Maybe it was just nonsense and worthless information.
Sigma decided that he was buying time and planned to stab him with a syringe calmly, but——
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The screams of young children came from upstairs.
"!?"
Seizing that momentary gap, the boy Jesta took a deep breath and kicked Sigma in the abdomen.
"...Tsk!"
Sigma distanced himself, but the screams continued.
Although the boy Jesta looked in pain, Sigma saw him standing up and concluded that he could not be killed at this stage.
Sigma immediately changed his actions. He grabbed the crossbow placed on the table and jumped straight towards the stairs.
——If there is an emergency, can it be used?
Although the crossbow was well repaired, it was not clear whether it could be used for shooting immediately.
Despite this, because the strange beauty in red specifically asked him to do so, and considering that this might become a determining factor in something, he took the crossbow with him.
——Although there is a possibility that it is a trap... but the more information, the better.
Although it was half a gamble, since most of the commissions I received from Francesca in the past were the option of "if you find any interesting props, bring them to me", so I didn't take it seriously.
Have a sense of avoidance.
——It doesn’t look like there’s any curse-like spell cast on it.
——But, this gift is too luxurious...
With his thoughts about the crossbow in mind, Sigma ran up the stairs in one breath.
Then, he saw Chun looking in the direction of the window and collapsed to the ground in fear.
"What's wrong?……!?"
He soon understood that a sudden change occurred.
The world seen outside the window became a completely different scene from just now.
The blue sky was covered with dark clouds, and there were countless huge monster-like skeletons wandering around in the streets.
The lush lawns and trees in the yard were withered, and ominous black steam emerged from the ground everywhere.
"What are these..."
"Monster...monster..."
Tsubaki is not afraid of "Mr. Black", but is timid of the huge group of skeletons.
——Didn’t she interfere with these phenomena?
The next moment, the "Mr. Dark" emerged from the yard and wrapped up the girl's body as if he wanted to hug her.
"Mr. Black...?"
To Tsubaki who calmed down and called out that name, the shadow that seemed to be a heroic spirit did not make any reply, but swayed while hiding the "horrible world" from Tsubaki's sight.
"...This is...as expected"
I want to become a magician.
Sigma remembered what Chun said.
According to Minqiu Xihe's words, the servant seems to have become a guardian of Chun.
So, what if the servant responded to Tsubaki's wish to become a magician?
Ever since Jesta asked the question as if to induce him, he had a bad feeling.
And when that bad premonition came true, Sigma couldn't help but grit his teeth, and then he asked Chun.
"Hey, Xiaochun, do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Eh? Uh-huh. It's scary, but it doesn't matter."
"Yeah……"
From this point of view, the depletion of magic power is indeed impossible.
Then - from the courtyard, Chun's father, Miu Qiu Xihe, appeared.
"Oh, Tsubaki. What's wrong?"
"Ah, Dad, Dad! There are so many monsters outside...Ah, um, yes, Jesta-kun, Jesta-kun...!"
Chun's eyes filled with tears and she ran towards her father.
Immediately afterwards, the mother who came behind said with a calm smile.
"It's okay, Tsubaki. Because those big skeleton gentlemen, they are all Tsubaki's partners."
"……Eh?"
Chun looked up at her mother with dull eyes.
Her father also said in reaction to this.
"That's it, Tsubaki. Because those skeleton gentlemen and the black gentlemen are the same thing."
"But, Mr. Hei Qiqi is different? Mr. Hei Qiqi would not do such terrible things..."
In front of Tsubaki's line of sight - there is a huge skeleton figure, which seems to be fighting "something" while destroying the building. Judging from the occasional sight of light slashes, it is possible that it is a heroic swordsman.
Very big.
"Ah, Mr. Black and that one are the same. But Mr. Black's mission is to protect you, and those skeleton gentlemen are weapons. No wonder Chun is afraid."
"Eh?...Eh?"
"Hello……"
Looking at Chun who was confused, Sigma tried to stop the Minqiu couple from continuing.
However, the words stopped midway.
A shadow fell to the ground with an momentum that seemed to emerge from the sky.
That was the wounded assassin.
"Assassin!"
Sigma yelled, but she didn't care at all about her injuries as she continued.
"Is the girl okay? Then the vampire is here, right?"
"Ah. However, he suddenly seemed to be in pain..."
"Did those magicians' spells work... Where is that guy?"
Tsubaki spoke to the assassin who looked very aggressive and wanted to kill the vampire immediately.
"Sister 'Assassin'?"
Chun, who thought the assassin was her name, approached her worriedly.
"Are you okay? You are injured...there is blood..."
When the assassin saw Chun's crying face, he pulled up his clothes and hid the wound while comforting her in a gentle tone.
"Ah, I'm fine-"
That body was blown away by the black alien that appeared from the side.
"Goooo..."
The assassins responded with shadows extending from the gaps in their costumes, but the aliens appeared one after another, trying to suppress the assassins with numbers.
If there is something like the enemy's true body, that is, the core, the assassin can use the corresponding Noble Phantasm to subvert this trend in one fell swoop.
However, Sigma understood immediately.
The barrier world itself is integrated with the enemy's body.
That is to say, in this case, the core - as expected, there is no one else except Miu Qiuchun.
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