The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Many enemies and people died as a result, but the king's choice was correct, so he was more suitable for the position of "king" than anyone else.

Reconstituted from the lost horse riding form, her army galloped freely on the battlefield, smashed foreign infantry, and broke through several castles-never lost.

In order to go to war, it is impossible not to abandon many people.

It’s impossible to fight without killing all enemies.

In order to protect the country, it is common to squeeze out the villages of one's own country and rectify their armaments.

Then, marry a beautiful and noble princess, leaving behind offspring.

In this case, as a "king", it is a perfect life.

"Alice Sophie, what you actually like is not to go shopping with me, but to go shopping with Kirishu."

Facing her question, Alice Phil showed a clear smile.

"It's not okay with him... because you think of sad things."

"Does Kirishu feel that the time with you is unhappy?"

She felt weird about this-because in the few pitiful emotional episodes in her memory, it seemed that there was no such conclusion that "people in love will feel pain together."

"No. I think he should feel the same happiness as I... but no, he is the kind of person who will feel pain because of'happiness'."

Alice smiled.

"..."

Saber chewed these words repeatedly, she wanted to try to understand something, but...in the end she had to admit her failure.

Would it be much better if Mr. Merlin were there?

She thought about it, and then tried to say her inference, "...He doesn't think he deserves to be happy. Does he?"

"Perhaps. He always punishes himself with his own heart. If you want to live after your ideals, you can only make yourself colder, but he can't."

Alice Phil looked at the sea in front of her, not knowing what she was thinking.

And she thought of her past.

Even though Mr. Merlin had warned her carefully that "a miracle needs a price", she still feels that she cannot understand what the "cost" is.

Is it the rebellion of the knights?

Is it from the fear of the subjects?

Or the last betrayal that belongs to relatives?

Thinking of the past, Altria's eyes darkened.

The Battle of Gladiolus was a sad and tragic war.

The round table that was once proud of, in the end only one person remained.

She was extremely hopeful that her country could be prosperous and prosperous, but in the end she failed to fulfill the promise she made when she drew the sword - even if she was paying such a painful price.

Return to Britain, defeat the country's army, and personally execute the knights who had served under him, and let the knights who followed to the end splash the battlefield with blood.

Finally, despite the formality, he still had to kill his own son by himself.

So, if you want to change, what will happen if the person who drew the sword was not yourself?

Therefore, a contract was signed to obtain the Holy Grail as a condition. After death, he was driven by restraint, and before the Holy Grail was obtained, he participated in the battle with the body as a Servant.

The ultimate goal is to obliterate the existence of "Altoria".

As long as you obliterate yourself, then everything can be changed, right?

As long as this is done, then, surely you can be forgiven by those former companions, right?

=======================I am the dividing line to skip the battle ===================

Because of Lancer's strategy and treasures, he fell into an absolute disadvantage, in a highly concentrated consciousness.The time shorter than the instant has been extended indefinitely.

Lancer kicked the sand under his feet with his leg, but it was not the sand that flew into the air, but the short gun that Lancer had just thrown away.The gun blade was heading towards Saber's attack.

The talisman tied to the short spear had been unwound at some point, revealing the golden gun body.

The boundless yellow rose (Gae Buidhe).

When being stabbed by this short gun, it will cause irreversible wounds and reduce the upper limit of physical strength (HP). Even if the healing magic or regeneration ability is used, the "wounded state" caused by it cannot be removed.

To remove the curse, there are only two ways to destroy the short gun, or kill Lancer who is the owner of the short gun.

Saber, who was completely unable to change the direction of his advancement at this moment, stared at the golden short gun, watching the strong magic power entwined on the blade of the gun.She could only wait quietly for the moment when the sharp blade pierced her throat...

"Chang!"

A silver light flashed, followed by the sound of metal clashing.

The golden short gun, which was originally "must hit", was hit by a silver ray that was flying from nowhere, so it changed its direction under the action of external force and nailed it into the warehouse wall behind Saber. .

"Will you wait to die? You really haven't made any progress, Saber."

A neutral voice with a special sense of transparency sounded under the curtain of the night, with a touch of sarcasm and chill.

"!" X2

Saber and Lancer almost immediately looked up at the source of the sound-when did this sound come?!

Under the moonlight, a black figure was standing quietly on the wall of the warehouse nearby. The hair of the same color as the night was blown away by the sea breeze, while a pair of different-color eyes of red and black on the left were watching them. In this direction, there was a smile on his face.

"hiss……"

At the moment when he was facing the sight of the newcomer, Lancer felt a tingling on his cheek, covering the place where the mole on his face was and gasping.

It seemed as if something was bursting, and a few strands of blood overflowed from the fingers covering his cheek.

"……who are you?"

Although she was indeed rescued by her earlier, Saber found that he couldn't express any gratitude for this sudden appearance.

And... it should be the first time to meet, why do you feel... a little familiar?

"You ask...who am I?"

She seemed to be a little surprised by Saber's question. The female hero, who should also be Servant, froze for a while, half-covered her face and laughed, "Ha...haha ...So funny, so funny! You asked who I am? Haha...Saber, you are such a ruthless fellow."