Illimitable Until Death

Come on, let's go! ”

“Ha...! Ha...! Ha... ”

In a vast forest, Astolfora ran wild with the creator who had been rescued from the incubator.

This is undoubtedly a huge burden for artificials.

After all, artificial artifacts are created to provide magic to their followers and do not themselves have the ability to exercise so vigorously.

Even disengaging from the incubator is a very heavy thing for artificials.

Until then, there was no moving body screaming.

Until then, the feet of the earth were not treading at all.

Until then, no trachea of outside air was screaming.

Hearts that had not beaten violently before were also screaming.

It is not surprising that artificial beings are now in a state where sudden bleeding occurs and the body breaks down.

But Astorford is still pushing for artificials.

“Try harder! No one in the city noticed! ”

It would not have been easy to escape from Millenia.

The castle is the home camp of Yugdomirenia, with many magicians. During the Great War of the Holy Grail, security was arguably the most intense state, and even if it avoided the remaining artificial sights and patrols of the statues, it could not escape the many junctions and magic traps.

Not to mention the city of Milenia, even if the whole of Tullifas is now under the watchful eye of Yugdomyrenia.

Running away in such a situation may not be a difficult thing for an accessory, but it is difficult if not discovered.

Fortunately, many of the lords in Millenia are now attracted to all attention by the fact that they are directly involved in the Red Square battalion.

That's why Astorford was able to escape directly with the artificial.

“Listen, you can't let go of my hand. You can't? ”

That's what Astorford's been telling me.

There is no other way, surrounded by boundaries and magic set by the Yugdomirenian clan, which is immediately triggered if the hand of Astorford is artificially released.

“Luckily I have this! ”

Astorford held a book with pride.

It is the guide given to Astorford by the witch Roger Stella, which records the means to break all magic and is one of the many treasures that Astorford possesses.

This treasure, just in your hand, will give Astorford A-level power over magic.

If you liberate your real name and unleash the power of the book to the full, it's like an intrinsic junction, called the greatest magic that comes closest to magic, that can be broken.

Now, by holding it, Astorford plays the highest level of magic, in direct disregard of the reconnection and restraint imposed by the Yugdomirenian clan.

If the artificial loosens Astorford's hand, it is immediately caught in the triggered junction and magic.

Plus, the eyes of the Yugdomirenia are now attracted to the square...

“Only now is the perfect escape opportunity! ”

Astorford, full of ambition, dragged the maker away.

Astorford didn't say a word until the artifice couldn't run any further.

“I can't help it, let me hold you and run! ”

If that's what you can do, why don't you just do it from the beginning?

Artificial people would love to say that.

But as a manufactured being, the artificial self-consciousness is quite weak, and his physical condition does not allow him to speak excessively, only to do so.

As a result, they ran into the night, led by Astorford.

But at this point, even the artifice felt something was wrong.

Even if self-consciousness is weak, artificial beings can still be indoctrinated with a certain amount of knowledge, somewhat judging the situation.

It is only right, by reason of the physical ability of the followers, that they should run out of the forest at all costs.

When the artificial thought so, Astorford suddenly stopped.

Turn around, turn around, and show an incredibly cute smile to the artificial.

“Lost ~ ~ "

“ ………… ”

Looking at Astorford's brilliant smile, artificial people really don't know how to describe their mood.

You should be glad he's just an artificial man. He doesn't have a good understanding of emotions. Otherwise, he'll definitely have to say something?

Unfortunately, that's it.

“Tap...”

With a very slight landing sound, a figure swept past the heads of the two men and came to them, stopping them from going.

In this moment, it is true that the artifice feels it.

A sense of presence that Astorford could not possess, dissipated from each other.

“Ahhh...”

Feeling that amazing presence, artificial voices uttered silently.

Perhaps artificials don't understand, do they?

This presence is called "mighty".

“Saber...! ”

Astorford opened his eyes and shouted at each other.

Come on, it's Siegfried.

Looking at the young man with the artificial face in front of him, Siegfried silently stepped forward and approached the two.

This is artificial.

This follower is here to catch himself.

The escape was finally discovered.

Even Astorford, who evaporates rationally, can understand the situation now.

Anyway, Siegfried's lord, the fat man named Gold, is a magician who makes artificial artifacts and develops ways to divert magic.

Now that one of the artificials has escaped, he must have jumped like a thunder, so much so that he ordered his followers to come after him.

The purpose is to take him away.

“Wait, Saber! ”

Astorford hugged the artificial man and backed off, yelling at Ziggy.

“Leave the child alone! Do you understand what you're saying? ”

Astorford's words didn't slow Siegfried down.

Siegfried just kept walking in silence, and his faceless face was filled with silence.

That looks like a machine that actually executes the master's orders.

Even with a strong presence, it is extremely strong.

Siegfried, obviously, did not understand what Astorford meant.

It pisses Astorford off.

“Can you be a hero like this!? ”

--" Hero ".

That kind of word finally stopped Ziggy from flying.

On the faceless face, there began to be confusion.

Is that so?

If you're a hero, should you understand what's going on at this time?

Then why don't I get it?

The dragon slayer warrior, known as the Nibelungen Song, slowly turned his gaze to the artificial.

Welcome is just the pair of tired eyes.

But in that fatigue, Siegfried saw exactly what Astorford saw.

That's it, love.