The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"But why am I here?"

He had such a question, and then, naturally, sorted out the chaotic memory.

Because he received an anonymous message about the actions of the Servant of Fuyuki City, he and Lancer went to the Einzbern Forest on the edge of Fuyuki City.

Halfway through, he met Saber who was stationed there. Lancer left his opponents, but he continued to sneak into the castle, and then faced a duel with Saber’s Master alone...

He clenched his fists subconsciously, as if he wanted to squeeze the uncontrollable passion in his hands, because he found that since he woke up, he didn't feel anything in his hands and feet, but in fact his hands and feet weren't tied up.

"How……"

His whole body was surrounded by doubt and fear, and his body was unable to move.He lay on his back on the simple sleeping table and barely raised his head to find that his chest and waist were tightly bound by belts.

If you just can't get up, that's fine, but what's the matter if you have no feeling at all?

Only the body was bound, the limbs were not bound, but-there was no feeling, as if they were not his hands and feet.

"It looks like you are already awake."

His fiancee's voice rang out of sight.

"Sora?! What the hell is... me, why am I here?"

"Lancer rescued you from the brink of death and brought you here. Why, don't you remember?"

The red-haired and red-eyed woman who came into the field of vision stared at him with one arm around her chest, her face with a usual proud expression.

"I……"

Kenneth opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

He remembered the cause of all this before him.

In the city of Einzbern, he used the most proud "Moon Essence Liquid" himself, and became the target of the assassins of the Einzbern family planted by the half-tone Master.

Although the battle was a bit hard and he was attacked, but he quickly grasped the situation of the battle and gained the upper hand-until the opponent who completely abandoned the magician's self-respect and took out the gun-and at that time, he, It was indeed the enemy's bullet with the Moon Spirit Liquid.

But why?

The memory of what he thought he had won was completely blurred.

Because the memory was interrupted there, I seemed to feel a sharp pain-as if there was such a thing.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on his back here.

Sora put his fingertips on Kenes' wrist like a doctor, but he didn't feel he was touched at all.

"There are signs of rampage in the whole body magic circuit, almost all internal organs are broken, and even muscles and nerves are damaged to varying degrees. It is a miracle to die without being spotted.

"..."

"In short, I only have time to regenerate your organs, and the nerves are powerless. Even if you recover later, it will be difficult to get up and walk. And..."

Listening to Sola's plain words, Kenes felt despair approaching him.

The self-injury caused by the magical runaway is a desperate situation that always accompanies every magician.

Although Kenneth never thought he would make such a low-level mistake, he also knew what it meant.

"And Kenes, your magic circuit is over, you can no longer use magic."

Softly, Sora announced a cruel fact.

"me……"

The man who was once known as the "child prodigy" Rod Elumeroi shed tears while muttering to himself.

He didn't understand how he would encounter such a thing at all. His talent was originally destined for his unlimited future and glory.

At this moment, everything was ruthlessly destroyed, and it fell apart in front of him with the sound of cracking.

And he could only cry cowardly.

Kenneth is like a child who has just realized what "horror" is.

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From a young age, there is no better child around him.

Therefore, no matter what kind of problem arises, no one can find a solution more perfect than him.

Or it can be said that there is no opponent who can win the competition with him.

And his efforts did not go beyond the conventional sense of purpose—just simply believing that his research results will be better than others at some time and somewhere.

That's it.

But because of this, he has accepted the fact that he is regarded as a "genius" by others since his youth.

This is a recognized thing.

No one has ever doubted his "genius" title, and there has never been anything that threatens his "genius" status.

Therefore, neither pride nor arrogance is required, as long as you enjoy this title for granted.

I have never touched a wall, nor have I bothered about the so-called "limit".

It can be said that in his world, he is the master of everything-there is no need even to doubt this understanding.

He is a brilliant magician genius, and he is also the son of the famous Archipelud family.

Not only has he inherited the engraving of magic achievements passed down from generation to generation, but he also has a talent commensurate with it-and this kind of talent is rare even for others.

Because of this, it is so natural for him to enjoy various honors.

In this world, there is nothing that cannot be done by one's own power.

Such recognition is not only his arrogance, but also the consensus of everyone around him.

Even among the numerous and remarkable research results of the clock tower, anyone would nod their praises if they mentioned the "famous Rod Elumeroi" who was among the best.

However, for a long time, he has not combined the envy and jealousy of others-a little sense of satisfaction and accomplishment-because all this is just the "inevitable result" of life for him.

It was like this in the past, and it will be like this in the future.

This is a sacred and inviolable "life convention", which is beyond doubt for him.

Therefore, for him who has foreseen the whole world-if there are very rare and almost impossible "accidents", it is the chaos that he absolutely cannot tolerate.