I, the heroic substitute, was exposed

[Lancelot is better than Dumbao, the round table is the strongest! ! 】

[Lancelot and Queen Guinevia are a platonic love]

【The Favor of the Holy Grail】

Artoria and Lancelot had no way of knowing that just tens of seconds ago, the engraving insects lurking in the body of Matou Kariya stopped moving.

In order to maintain the phenomenon of Berserker, Kariya absorbed a lot of magic power that was not much in his body, and the magic power increased even more after the release of the final Noble Phantasm, and finally the engraver was exhausted due to the heavy load.

And the reserve mana that would have allowed the servant to remain in the world for several hours even in the absence of the master was exhausted within ten seconds because of Lancelot's berserk.

At this moment, the magic power driving this killing machine suddenly dried up, causing Lancelot to come to an emergency stop as if malfunctioning.

In the silence of the abrupt visit, Arturia's hand clearly felt Lancelot's heartbeat gradually disappearing.

Hold the hilt tightly in your hand, love the sword

The sharp blade pierced through the black armor.

This result is too ironic, who could have predicted it?

In this short period of time, the winner was already divided, and Artoria felt ashamed of her superficial greed, and he couldn't help crying.

Knowing that he shouldn't kill him, but he still killed this person who shouldn't be killed. Arturia is now just a captive of obsession—just like Diarmud reprimanded him at the last moment, After stepping over many corpses, all she wants is the miracle of the wish machine.

This is the truest side of Artoria at this moment.

"Even so, I still want the Holy Grail."

Tears dripped on the quivering gauntlet, mingling with Lancelot's blood that slid down the blade.

"If you don't, my friend...if you don't, I can't make you any compensation at all."

"—It's really sad. Now, are you still looking for excuses for fighting?"

Nostalgic voice.

Looking up, the knight was staring at the tearful king with his steady eyes like a calm lake as before.

Abandoning the contract with the Master, taking advantage of the gap that has not yet disappeared, he was freed from the mad spell.

"Lancelot..."

"Yes, I am very grateful. Perhaps, I can only convey my thoughts in this way..."

Looking at the sharp sword piercing his body with compassionate eyes, Lancelot continued with a wry smile.

"Actually... I wanted you to punish me personally. My lord... I really hoped that you would question me because of your own anger..."

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

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

This is - the regret of a certain man and a certain woman.

They embraced the same ideal as the king, but were too weak to implement it.

And the two were not redeemed until their death.

They are deeply remorseful for having betrayed the most important person, and they carry this self-reproach for their entire lives.

To whom should I tell such pain, and who should blame whom in order to be relieved.

Sighing deeply, Lancelot relaxed his body and fell into the arms of the King of Knights.

The body in her arms was very light, and Arturia couldn't help feeling her throat constricted.The gradually disappearing body of the Servant has almost lost weight.

"Although in this form, in the end I still borrowed your chest..."

As if dreaming in a nap, the Knight of the Lake murmured and sighed calmly.

"Dying in the king's arms, before the king's eyes...haha, I'm like a loyal knight..."

"You—don't say that—"

Artoria replied anxiously.Before he disappeared, I still had something to tell him.

She hoped he would understand.

Not "almost like", but "exactly".

She wants to tell him that you are a loyal knight.

No one knows better than me the sincerity you dedicate to the country and the king.

So stop blaming yourself.Even if it is an unavoidable mistake.

Your character cannot be subverted by such a mistake.

I don't want to humiliate you, I don't want to lose you.

It is precisely because I have such a wish that I can sincerely deny the so-called crimes you committed.

This was Artoria's true thought, but—it couldn't be the knight's salvation.

The knight closed his eyes as if in a deep sleep, and his body was gradually dissipating.

Seeing that he was about to disappear soon, Artoria still didn't know what to say.

"Lancelot, actually you...!"

You are not a sinner - what does that mean to him.

Even if someone denies his guilt, the person who is most entangled in this guilt is not others, but himself.

Why didn't he notice his lonely thoughts at the time?

Why was it not possible to liberate the noble soul of this knight from the almost crazy self-blame?

——The king will not understand the feelings of others——

This sentence that I heard while leaving the round table—who said it.

The knight's skeleton didn't say anything more, and with the last afterglow, he disappeared.

"—Wait...wait...Lance—"

Gazing at the weightless, empty arms, Artoria whimpered.

Can't even make a sound.She didn't allow herself to make even the slightest sound.

Facing the last moment of the loyal knight, I couldn't even say a word of comfort to him, so what right do I have to cry now.

The king can only be lonely and proud——

Saying this to myself, while looking for a way to save the country, how many people's thoughts and distresses did I ignore.

Gawain, who died heroically, and Galahad, who died in his mission, what were they thinking at the last moment.

Did they also die with regret and unwillingness?

Why can I insist that this is not the case.

A

Artoria broke down in tears, as if countless thorns had torn her heart in pain.

Could it be that as a king, he should not be superior at all——

If so, wouldn't it bring about a shattered ending?Can everyone be saved?

"...It's not over yet."

From the sobbing throat——is the persistent voice of the ever-victorious king.

"I can still make up for it... It's still too late... I still have the Holy Grail. I still have a miracle that can overturn fate..."

Arturia stood up holding the sword of victory.

Even if you can't listen to people's hearts, even if you are reprimanded as the king of aloofness, it doesn't matter at all.

Even so, as long as she can win for her hometown and subjects with her own hands—this is what she asks of herself, what she must do as a "king".

As long as you can get the Holy Grail, you can make up for everything, and you can correct all mistakes.

Now, this belief is everything for Arturia who has chosen the way of the king.

With scars all over her body, Artoria took a step forward.

【Kariya runs out of magic power, otherwise Lancelot has a big chance of winning】

【Gan———Uncle——————】

【My king is crying...so distressed】

[Lancelot! ! 】

[No one can bear Kuang Lan's mana consumption, Kariya is really strong already, let's go]

[Lancelot is so spoiled, I suddenly feel a little cute]

【Poor Uncle Kariya and Lancelot】

Lancelot looked at the new title given to him on the bullet screen, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Kuang Lan, well, it kinda smells like that, although he doesn't like it very much.

But Lancelot still wants to clarify that he doesn't like Guinevere.

I just saw Guinevere alone in the vacant room, and went to help as a puzzler.

After helping a few times, it was regarded as a close relationship.

At that time, in order to maintain Guinevere's innocence, he chose to escape.

That's the king... really doesn't understand people's hearts.

Chapter 235 232 Kotomine Kirei Doesn't Know What Bajiquan Is

In the silence, Bei Mu quietly came to the woods below Einzbern Castle.

The Holy Grail War must be completely resolved tonight, so as to kill the Holy Grail disaster in its infancy.

Because of the continuous death of the servants, their souls were all injected into Irisviel's body, making her soul haggard.

Seeing Alice Feier lying on the bed, unable to move casually, Bei Mu felt deeply ashamed.

Originally, this war was to be resolved as soon as possible, and he had already known about Irisviel's physical condition, but he hadn't been able to take action for a long time.

Bei Mu looked into the distance, thinking about his next move.

At this time, Arturia should be fighting Lancelot, and the King of Conquerors should have been killed by the King of Heroes.

The King of Heroes should be on his way here.

Kotomine Kirei should have rushed to the surrounding area, and he was holding a dress that could shatter barriers.

The King of Heroes has the prototypes of all the treasures in the world, so it is no surprise to find a barrier-breaking dress or treasure among them.

For example, Medea's treasure "Wanfu Bingying Breaks the Ring", which can break all kinds of magic, even if it is an enchantment, it can be broken with just a light touch.

So in order to prevent Alice Feier and Illya from being hurt, Bei Mu chose to take the initiative to find the mouse.

……

At the edge of the forest, Kotomine Kirei was thinking about how to break the barrier.

He didn't hold the treasure bestowed by the King of Heroes in his hands as Bei Mu thought, but simply wanted to use his own power to break the barrier.

In fact, he didn't need to do anything, because he believed that Bei Mu would come out.

So Kotomine Kirei stood at the place where Einzbern Castle must pass, waiting quietly for Bei Mu's arrival.

……

The place where Arturia and Lancelot fought was located in the dilapidated area on the right side of the forest, a long distance away from Kotomine Kirei.

The emperor was not halfway through his business, but the middle way collapsed.

Bei Mu felt something in his heart, and walked forward along the road under his feet.

Looking at the person standing in front of the forest, Bei Mu first threw a flame magic over.