Lost Narrative Poetry

The effects of evil in this world remain.

All kinds of negative emotions filled the entire mind, pain, anger, hatred, resentment, violence, despair, sadness... These chaotic and mixed malices were like distilling the most extreme dark side of the world.

They turned into an extreme curse, so that Xia Ran was affected by these negative and malicious thoughts, and she couldn't help but start to have some absurd and trance-like thoughts. She seemed to be unable to restrain herself from hating herself, hating the world, and hating all existence!

Kill everything, destroy everything, destroy everything... The strong tendency to self-destruct and destroy other things makes him a little unbearable.

But with the persistence of a strong enough spiritual will, he could only be said to be affected at the moment, but not controlled. He only had a schizophrenic, almost morbid feeling.

Enduring the chaos caused by various malicious curses that were still full of mental thinking, as well as the residual effects of the whispering bewitchment of the Ebony Blade, Xia Ran returned to Liudong Temple in Yuanzang Mountain as quickly as possible.

"Master, why did you come back alone?" Medea couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw him, but she seemed to understand something immediately, "Could it be..."

"Yes, it's what you think, so now we need to terminate the contract first..."

Xia Ran explained very calmly that after all, panic can't solve the problem, so you just need to follow the steps step by step. If it's too late, it's too late. If it's too late, just let nature take its course. There's nothing you can do about it.

"According to the plan we discussed before, transfer your contract to Sakura."

"I understand, then I'm going to call the little girl out now. Master, get ready first..."

Feeling the master's hurry, Medea also knew that the current situation may be a race against time, so without saying anything, her body disappeared into the air. In this position of Liudong Temple, space transfer was very simple.

Xia Ran naturally had no objection to this. This was his original idea, but he might be able to do other things at this time.

Turning to look at the leisurely swordsman holding a long sword at the door, he said bluntly: "Sasaki, do you have time now? If possible, I still want to ask you about your "Yan Hui"..."

"at this time?"

The swordsman guarding the door was slightly stunned at first, and subconsciously glanced at the deep night, but then he smiled slightly, as if he understood something, and nodded happily in agreement.

"Well, if you think it's necessary, Master, of course I have time."

As he said this, he put down the five-foot-long knife in his arms, and walked in from the mountain gate into the spacious yard.

Speaking of which, if Sasaki Kojiro is killed directly at this time, the skill scroll can also be exploded, and Xia Ran will also save an A-level causal crystal, but it is also impossible for him to do such a thing.

Although everyone is different about things like the bottom line, if you stick to it, it will always exist. After you take the initiative to break it once, the bottom line will continue to be lowered until it disappears in the end.

Because you can take the initiative to break the bottom line this time, the bottom line that has been lowered in the future will be easier to break. In the end, you will naturally become a person who is completely profit-oriented and has no bottom line no matter what.

The long knife swayed, and the aura released from it was neither murderous nor hostile.

"Master, you should know that I don't have a name, and I can't read or write. I am not someone who has the energy to have a name..."

Standing opposite Xia Ran, the ancient swordsman seemed to say this with emotion.

"Because this life as a hypocritical Servant cannot last long. I am playing the role of Sasaki Kojiro, a disposable unknown swordsman..."

"I have never thought about it this way..." Xia Ran, who was opposite, frowned slightly. He had enough respect for the man in front of him who was purely born for the sword, because he knew that it was him. An impossible feat.

For fifty years, he kept swinging the sword, and finally mastered the magical skills beyond the human realm in a human body.

"I know that Master, you have not thought about it this way. So, if there is the only meaningful thing for me like this, it is now..." Sasaki Kojiro was still smiling calmly, "Yes, I am not Sasaki Kojiro. , I just happen to be the most suitable swordsman to bear this name."

"I am just the undead summoned just because of the secret sword of Sasaki Kojiro in the records... But at least, this is indeed the secret sword that I have cultivated myself."

The swordsman said in a transparent voice, staring at the Master in front of him.

"Even if everything is meaningless and I don't even know it clearly, Master, if you really want to remember this sword and let it be passed down, I think there is no better scene than this."

This fictional swordsman had a clear mind and seemed to have realized something, so he said this very seriously.

Tonight is the last communication.

There will probably be an indefinite reunion after that, because an unknown undead like him may not have a chance to be summoned again, and the person he is summoned will definitely not be the same person he is now.

"...I understand, so this time, I will definitely remember this move." Xia Ran nodded very carefully.

"Very good..." The fictional swordsman showed a smile from the bottom of his heart and slowly got into position with his long sword.

The magic sword, Yan Hui.

Sword skills that transcend the realm of humans and even reach the realm of magic are the swords of Shura that challenge gods and Buddhas in a human body. This magic sword does not allow defense or counterattack against non-gods.

The nameless swordsman's ultimate meaning, honed by risking his entire existence, blossoms at this moment.

It was obviously just one blow, but it released sword blades tracing different trajectories at the same time.

One flash from the real world, and then two flashes overlapping each other completely simultaneously regardless of the concepts of time and space, resulting in slashing attacks from three directions.

It is a "multi-dimensional twisting phenomenon" that transcends elements such as speed, sophistication, and false attacks. He is obviously just an unknown swordsman who doesn't even know magic or magic, but he has reached the realm of the second magic despite his limitations.

"Did you see it clearly? Master, do you need to show it again?"

With a gentle breath, the swordsman looked at the magician in front of him.

Xia Ran didn't speak. He closed his eyes and seemed to be seriously recalling the sword strike just now, and seemed to be digesting something. After two seconds, he opened his eyes again, pulled out the ebony blade, and then slowly posed in the same posture.

It's completely consistent, so standard that it seems like it's been practiced for thousands of times, and every movement has been trained to the extreme.

Seeing this, Sasaki Kojiro's eyes lit up slightly. The next moment, he saw the magnificent and deadly magic sword that belonged to him from the perspective of a bystander!

"..."

"..."

"Although I don't know how I did it, I can only say that my practice is still lacking... But if possible, I really hope to have a duel with you, Master!"

After a while, wearing an elegant top, the swordsman shrugged and sighed as if nothing had happened: "Unfortunately, now is really not the time. I can't be so ignorant."

Under the bright moonlight, the cold night wind swayed the entire forest outside the temple.

The existence of this nameless swordsman is like a dream. When the flowers and birds disperse, the wind stops, and even the moon in the void disappears, it seems that he will disappear without a trace...

The magician put away his sword, experienced the level of swordsmanship that reached the height of magic, and said softly: "There will be a chance."

…

…

After completing everything at Liudong Temple, Xia Ran finally felt relieved, but then she heard a new prompt.

Although he opened his own page and took a look, he found that the length of stay was still a question mark, and he didn't know why. However, he still did not give up this opportunity easily, so he quickly left Ryudong Temple and continued to the Shinto Citizen Hall. .

By this time, the battle was over.

Crystal snowflakes fell one after another, and Saber knelt weakly on the snow, crying bitterly, her tears falling on her trembling gauntlets.

As for the Berserker's blood that slid down the blade, it had evaporated without a trace because of the main leader's exit.

Nothing was left at the scene. After all, Servants are just summoned familiar existences. When the existence itself is eliminated, all simulated physical phenomena will naturally be restored to pure spirits themselves.

——Obviously, the outcome has been decided.

But because Saber couldn't bear the pain and self-blame, she couldn't help but cry. She knew she shouldn't kill him, but she still killed him, even if the last moment was more like Lancelot hitting the sword himself. .

The girl sobbed, but she couldn't even make a sound, and she didn't allow herself to make even a sound. Facing the loyal knight's last moments, he couldn't even say a word of comfort to him. Why did he have the right to cry now?

While looking for a way to save the country, how many people's thoughts and worries have I ignored?

Not to mention Lancelot, there are also Gawain who sacrificed his life heroically, and Galahad who died in his mission. What were they thinking at the last moment? Are they equally regretful and unwilling to die? Why didn't I think about it before?

The girl was sobbing, as if countless thorns were tearing her heart apart.

"Don't I think this is the best? In fact, he doesn't hate you at all, he just wants you to punish him personally..."

In the silence of the sudden visit, Xia Ran's voice sounded without warning, "He was not redeemed until his death. You killed him with your own hands, but you freed him, so why are you so sad?"

Saber didn't react at all, she just knelt there with her head lowered and cried silently. What happened tonight had hit her too hard.

First, Irisviel...

And then the truth about the Holy Grail...

Finally, there’s Lancelot…

She now even feels that she has completely lost the meaning of existence and even the direction of progress. She originally thought that she still had a miracle that could overturn her destiny. As long as she could get the Holy Grail, she could make up for everything and correct all the problems. fault.

Even if you can't listen to people's hearts, even if you are accused of being an aloof king, it doesn't matter at all. As long as she can personally win victory for her hometown and her subjects, this is what she demands of herself, and what she must do as a "king".

But now, there is nothing...

So, when will those who have committed sins in the past receive the retribution they deserve?

Xia Ran sighed, looked around at the empty surroundings, then turned and walked away, leaving some personal space for Saber. He did not expect that his words would have immediate results and wake up the stubborn King of Knights.

If the knot in her heart could be solved with just a few casual words of comfort, she would not have refused her own salvation and ended up like this.

And the most important thing is that he himself also encountered a little problem——

It seemed that his stay had not changed much from just now to now, so much so that he rushed back and forth twice, and after explaining all the funeral arrangements as quickly as possible... But he has not yet started to return.

Doesn’t the restraint force reject myself at this time?

He didn't understand what was going on, so he just walked around aimlessly, trying to see if he could find the key that Kotomine Kirei revealed.

Those two people should have been killed by an overdose of black mud, because in the original plot, the black mud just poured down on them like a drizzle, but now it poured down like a waterfall.

Anyway, Xia Ran had no way to determine whether those two people died from the indiscriminate sweep of Saber's holy sword based on the prompts from the space, or whether they died from the black mud... But it was not bad.

Anyway, it was all his cause and effect. The liberation of the Holy Sword was caused by his command spell. The Holy Grail was summoned in advance and the black mud flowed out, which was also caused by him killing Gilgamesh.

But just now, Xia Ran only found Emiya Kiritsugu's bloody key, from which he unlocked the Emiya family's magic seal and origin bullet. Now that he's back, he also got Lancelot's key. As for the words However, Mine Kirei's key was washed away somewhere.

Although there is nothing, at most it is Bajiquan, and magic crystals such as command spells, but mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are. Xia Ran is idle now, so she wants to look for it to see if she can find it. .

But it’s probably very confusing. The bloody key is neither matter nor energy. It’s just something that only the lost can see. It doesn’t even have a specific breath or energy response, and neither mental power nor breath perception can do anything... And the surroundings The area of ​​​​the ruins is too large.

With this thought in mind, he walked slowly on the snow until he saw a figure appearing in front of him.

In the silent white night, that beautiful figure stood quietly in an indistinguishable place, looking at the stars.

"Good evening."

Seeing his appearance, the girl in kimono seemed to have known him for a long time, with a soft smile on her face. They greeted each other in a natural tone, as if the two of them were friends who had known each other for many years.

It must be because of the extremely beautiful snow.

Even strangers who have never met before can't help but want to have fun together.