Lost Narrative Poetry

The magical aura was approaching. Xia Ran thought it was coming from him at first, but after taking a closer look, he found that it was a familiar violent aura.

Xia Ran did not expect that Matou Kariya would bring Berserker to support him, but if he thought about it carefully, it made sense.

Medea will definitely pay attention to the battle taking place here. After confirming that Gilgamesh is indeed here and not attacking Liudong Temple, she will definitely take action, but the only person suitable to come to support is Berserker. .

As for Sasaki Kojiro... How should I put it? This man does not have a final Noble Phantasm to deal with such a situation, and he is also inseparable from the mountain gate. It seems that there is no condition for being sent here for support.

It’s not that he doesn’t work hard, it’s that the objective conditions really don’t allow it.

Of course, coming here now feels a little belated. After Xia Ran thought about it, he found that the only thing he could do was to satisfy Berserker's wish to participate in this Holy Grail War——

Let him die by Saber's sword.

Ahem, yes, this is definitely the most important purpose. Xia Ran mainly wants to fulfill Lancelot's wish... Although Saber is currently his servant, so if Berserker is killed by her, he will also be "by the way" "Those who can get rewards.

Just like how he killed Gilgamesh before, it actually doesn't matter whether Xia Ran goes up to hit him or not. He can just wait quietly for that guy to die. Anyway, he will get all the rewards that he should get, and he should explode. The key will still explode...

It should have been said a long time ago that the space's judgment of the cause and effect and impact of the lost person's behavior is very complicated. It is not just based on the superficial appearance. The act of snatching heads to deal the final blow to the enemy is really of little significance.

To accomplish something alone with one's own strength...

Use one's own ingenuity to accomplish something...

The former uses its own power to directly achieve its goal and changes the plot without any external force. The latter starts with the indigenous forces in the mission world, exerts influence from all aspects, and ultimately changes the plot... As long as the result is the same and the plot is changed, then the consequences will be There is no difference in cause and effect.

Of course, it's not that Xia Ran didn't know about this, nor did he just think of it now, it's just that he felt that——

Cutting off that rabid dog's head with his own hands was also a rare enjoyment, so he went to finish the attack at that time. Even if it happened again, he would choose this way.

"What?"

Saber was stunned, a little confused as to why this person suddenly brought up this topic.

"I mean, there is no time now, and I will leave this world next, so you can't stay either... So why don't you try to solve this matter at the last moment?"

Xia Ran stared into the knight girl's emerald green eyes and said seriously.

"You used to think that you didn't have to face it. As long as you found the Holy Grail, you could change all the mistakes you made, right? But now that the Holy Grail is gone, if you want to realize your wish, the Holy Grail alone can't do it. You don't plan to go Do you understand his obsession?"

"I……"

The knight girl bit her lower lip tightly, and for a moment she looked a little flustered, seemingly at a loss.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you really don't want to. I just think it's better to seize this opportunity than regret later on why I didn't face it right then and figure out what was going on..."

Xia Ran studied her expression, then smiled, but did not continue to press.

If Saber really didn't want to face such a thing, then he wouldn't force it, and of course he wouldn't kill Berserker himself.

Because Lancelot originally hoped to die under the sword of the King of Knights, if this wish can be satisfied and Xia Ran receives an additional reward while fulfilling his wish, then this will naturally it's the best……

——But if it doesn’t work, forget it, he won’t force it.

"Then, Master, remove your illusion..."

At this time, the knight girl seemed to have made up her mind and said this in a low voice.

"You're right, I can't continue to escape, I still have to face it..."

She looked at the approaching figure in the distance of the flames and ruins, and her expression became firm, but it was only firm on the surface, forcing herself to face it. There was still a trace of fear and anxiety in the deepest part of her eyes.

Xia Ran didn't answer, but in the next moment——

"URRRRRRR——!!"

There was a groan, which sounded like the groans of the dead in the dark underground.

What followed was a black crazy knight who immediately found the target and accelerated through the air with extremely violent roars, tearing apart the atmosphere wherever he passed.

Bang!

The wind pressure spread around, violently blowing the Black Knight's cloak and Saber's hair.

The Sword of Victory that took the initiative to meet him was blocked by a violent unarmed attack. There was no protection from the Wind King's Barrier, because it was not needed. Even if the sword was hidden by the Wind King's Barrier, the black knight in front of him could still do it. He caught the holy sword she swung with his bare hands.

Feeling the huge power coming from the sword, even though she was using the holy sword to deal with unarmed enemies, Artoria did not gain any advantage. Instead, the black knight grabbed the white blade with his bare hands and blocked her attack.

Deeply understanding the fatal danger of being touched by Berserker's weapon, Saber used all her strength to kick the Black Knight in the chest. The latter couldn't resist and retreated and let go of the holy sword. The hateful magic had no time to complete the transformation.

Both sides retreated a distance. Saber gritted her teeth, then made up her mind and shouted loudly to the black knight on the opposite side——

"Unknown knight, since you recognize me as the King of Britain and challenge me, you should report your origins out of knightly honor!"

"..."

"..."

The black resentful spirit who was about to continue charging violently paused for a moment. The next moment, he let out a resentful laugh that seemed like a beast wailing or a knight choking.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out his hand to the hilt of the sword in the scabbard on his waist. The sword was neither picked up nor snatched. This heroic spirit who has always concealed his name is finally going to reveal his own Noble Phantasm.

The moment Arturia blurted out those words, she already realized that something was wrong. It seemed that the truth was more unbearable than she imagined.

But it was difficult to stop the splashing water. She could only stare helplessly as the black spirit slowly pulled out the precious phantom from the scabbard, and her whole body slowly started to tremble.

There was no mistaking it, the blade design was exactly the same as her own holy sword.

As an engraving of elven characters that proves it was forged by inhuman hands, the sharp blade reflects like a shining lake under the moon. It is an indestructible sword that will never be damaged by any blow.

Only he who is praised as the "Perfect Knight" is qualified to own that sword. Its name is also called "Indestructible Lake Light", which is more evidence of the true name of the holder than self-reporting his family name.

If she still wants to deceive herself and others and feels that this is not enough——

Then, the dark magic that pervaded the Black Knight's body also rolled up into a vortex like mist and began to shrink. Without the interference of the black mist, the dark armor finally revealed its true face.

It was a perfect armor that was neither gorgeous nor vulgar, but could perfectly combine functional beauty with gorgeousness. The craftsmen did their best to cast it with meticulous attention to detail, making it look both majestic and sophisticated. Even the countless scars on it have become sculptures that highlight his illustrious military exploits, adding to his bravery.

Arturia also knew the brave man who once wore that armor and galloped on the battlefield. Even among the Knights of the Round Table in Camelot, that man was a peerless swordsman who was more dazzling than anyone else, a knight who was more outstanding and more loyal than anyone else. warrior.

"How could..." The muttering voice revealed the weakness hidden deep in the girl's heart.

I really hope I was wrong. That person should be the ideal incarnation of the knight's original appearance. How could he become a dark figure corroded by the mad curse... She originally thought she was mentally prepared, but she didn't expect this black figure. The knight's true identity turned out to be that person.

Even as a hero, you will end up losing the minimum glory.

——Someone once advised her like this in the past.

So, did the curse begin at that time?

"ah……"

Saber felt her knees weaken. The unyielding King of Knights forgot himself due to despair, and suddenly fell to his knees on the snow, with hot tears pouring out.

"Do you... hate me so much, my friend? Even if you become like that, do you still hate me so much, Sir Lancelot?"

This is a girl who maintains her honor until the end and fights for her honor to the end——

The moment of defeat.

The fallen Dark Knight raised the sword of resentment high. It is no longer possible to know which path is correct.

The only thing that is certain is that the regret that has been carried into the coffin will be extracted at the end of the long river of time, and will torture him forever and ever on the Seat of Heroes that has no beginning and no end.

Then, he finally heard a call from afar.

Come, raging beast.

Come on, you obsessive spirit.

——The voice from the end of time called out.

This voice awakened his long-standing wish. If he was not a knight at all; if he was a shameless and unreasonable beast; if he was an evil ghost who fell into the animal state...

Then, maybe this regret can be washed away.

Yes, that's right, that's it, only madness is the path to salvation.

This wish became the link between him and the end of time, which is why he is now called "Berserker".

There is nothing to regret, just fall and be freed as a violent beast. This is what he pursues.

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Xia Ran did not stay, but after removing the illusion cast on Lancelot, he turned around and left the battlefield.

Because the next battle has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't know how much time is left, he can only let nature take its course and let it go... Of course, he still has to work hard. If it is obvious that he cannot catch up with the countdown, Of course he gave up.

But facing what seemed like a "???" detention time, Xia Ran inevitably felt that she could still save something.

First, he briefly exchanged a few words with Matou Kariya in the distance and quickly explained some things. Then he rushed in the direction of Ryudou Temple as quickly as possible, walking directly in a straight line. After just experiencing the huge scale, The gas explosion flew across the night sky in the snowy night of Fuyuki City.