Assassin didn't draw out the long sword that had been pierced into rider's body, he knew that this moment was running out of time.The magic power is no better than the will, you can grit your teeth and hold on, waiting for the brilliance to go out after the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry!

Assassin held the hilt of the sword with both hands and twisted it with all his strength, trying to crush the rider's body.

Blood spewed out, and the rider also raised his sword at this time and dealt a heavy blow to Assassin's shoulder!

Next is the competition between will and magic power, but unfortunately assassin is inferior in magic power, and even the spirit cannot surpass rider.

"Why don't you run?" Assassin asked, "I can't touch you by flying into the sky in a chariot, right? And your army of servants, the acting is too fake... Haha" He used his last breath said:

"It seems to be deliberately leaving a way for me. Aren't you afraid... I'm really going to kill you?!"

Under the prediction of intuition before, Assassin saw clearly. Among the rider's army, there is a way of life reserved.A rider who has been on the battlefield for many years, it is absolutely impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake when commanding the army to defend against the enemy.So assassin guessed that the rider did it on purpose.

"Haha, I'm afraid that you won't be able to rush in front of me even like this." Although he was injured by the assassin, the rider still smiled and said, "Only in this way can I see your incomparable charm. If you leave like this, Isn't this king too unreasonable?"

"You are a good king, let's...see you later. Maybe you will forget me, but I will always remember you..."

"The destination of a soldier is to die in battle. Although I am a king, I will not run away." This is the last voice Assassin heard from Rider...

'Is this the destiny of an assassin? ' He closed his eyes, dissipating into the air as a black smoke...

All of this happened next to Weber, in fact he was riding with rider just now.

He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak, and his whole body was shaking. Rider's blood almost made him faint, but at this moment rider's generous palm patted Weber's shoulder.

Waver raised his head, only to see the rider take off the cloak stained with his own blood.The cloak was originally fiery red, but now it was drenched in blood, which made him feel very scary!

But the sense of security that the rider brought to Weber counteracted this fear. For some reason, as long as he was close to the rider, Weber could feel at ease.

"Put this cloak away, kid." Rider seemed to have seen something, "If I forget assassin in the future, you must remember to use this blood-stained cloak to remind me!"

Even though death was passing by in front of his eyes, the rider acted as if nothing had happened.

"Well, I understand." Weber nodded, and took off the cloak tremblingly.

The inherent barrier dissipated the moment Weber touched the cloak.

Nothing seemed to have happened around, only Archer was still sitting cross-legged on the ground drinking mulled wine.

"King of Heroes... what do you think of Assassin?" Rider asked.

"Assassin? This woman is just a villain who covets the king's treasure, just a miscellaneous cultivator." Archer showed contempt in his eyes, and sighed again.

Is it really just that Archer doesn't care as much as he appears on the surface?A soul that is pure from the beginning, even its appearance belongs to others.In the Holy Grail War, he gained his own humanity little by little... and had a good time with Archer.Until the end, being forced to death...

"Kimpika, but you look angrier than me."

Perhaps even Tohsaka Tokiomi didn't know that his actions were equivalent to stabbing the deepest wound in Gilgamesh's heart with a knife...

"Whispering bastard, I don't allow you to intervene in everything about this king!" Archer stood up abruptly, as if he was about to turn around and leave the next moment.

"What are you going to do next?" Rider saw the boredom in Archer's heart.

"I don't need you, a bastard, to care about me!" Archer waved his hands away, turning into a ball of golden streamer and disappearing on the roof.

At the same time, in a private house in the suburbs of Fuyuki City, Caster was spying on all this with a crystal ball.

Caster doesn't know what happened in the king's army.He only knew that his most cherished saint girl disappeared forever at this moment.

Holy girl... The teardrops in the corners of his eyes kept falling like short strings of pearls, the caster was crying and sad.The protruding eyeballs were filled with anger.

Excalibur did not kill the caster. To be precise, before being shrouded in the light of the holy sword, the caster was recalled by Yusheng Ryunosuke with a command spell.escaped a fatal situation.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Yusheng Ryunosuke asked cautiously.This time was no better than last time, he sensed the anger in Caster's heart.

"I've prepared the artwork, why did you leave me?! Joan! Joan!" Rage, madness, resentment, and countless emotions mixed together, making Caster roar: "I want to let this A whole city will be buried with Joan!"

Then caster suddenly turned his head, facing Ryunosuke Yusheng and said: "Make the whole city into a work of art! Send off my holy girl... Holy girl..."

Assassin left Fuyuki City for the Fourth Holy Grail Ceremony, but this Holy Grail War is far from over.Only three followers were eliminated, and more than half of the followers are still alive in this world...

This means that the city will face countless hardships.

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Died again... memories began to fade from his mind.Dialogue with heroic spirits, battle scenes.It gradually began to blur.

The image that originally had a strong color in my mind began to fade into gray and white, and it seemed that it would completely dissipate in the next moment.

Struggling, the boy would never allow this memory to disappear from his mind.But no matter how I shouted in my heart, I could only watch the memory dissipate in vain until... I entered this dark and empty space again.

There is no light, no sound, no touch...

[Very well, you successfully killed Berserker.And got the ticket for the next Holy Grail War.So now, you will randomly draw a skill or treasure. 】

Facing the voice of the unknown person again, the boy was no longer nervous.Just looking forward to a powerful Noble Phantasm or skill, which will bring him one step closer to victory.

[You have obtained a D-level skill, forget to correct it. 】

Forgot to correct? !This ability really surprised him.

[Very good skills.No matter how many times you die, your memory of it will never be forgotten...but obsession will always entangle your body, unable to forget... madness, anger, resentment, hostility, until revenge succeeds. 】As he said, the boy's memory began to solidify.The moment he drew this skill, his vague memory stopped fading.

【You have acquired the adaptability of the Berserker class due to the madness of forgetting to correct. 】

It's weird that the teenager didn't get the Avenger class adaptability.No... He got this skill after he died, and before this skill took effect, he had already forgotten a lot!

Muscle strength: C

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