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He roared, I curse you.

How on earth can one avoid the sword she swings with hatred?

Unable to look straight, her vision blurred by tears, her legs bent weakly, all Saber could do with all her strength was to protect her body when she received a fatal blow.

Lancelot, Knight of the Lake.

Now that I think about it, there are actually many clues that can reveal his true identity.

He once concealed his name for the sake of his friend's reputation and participated in horse racing in disguise. Even though he fell into a trap and faced the enemy's sharp blade with his bare hands, he still won the victory with his superb martial arts using only tree branches.

But even if she noticed it, Saber would never admit that the respected Knight of the Lake could actually become a Berserker.

Saber originally believed that they were friends. Even if they met each other at war for some unavoidable reasons, their hearts were still the same. One was a minister who embodied chivalry, and the other was a king who embodied chivalry.

But is this bond just her naive fantasy?

Chapter 62 Lancelot exits (first update)

He had never forgiven or accepted it. After his death, he was still cursing such an ending and such a tragic fate with resentment.

Lancelot and Guinevere fell in love, but Arturia did not regard this inevitable injustice as betrayal. All this was caused by the king concealing his gender.

It is Guinevere who must bear this contradiction for life.

Arturia understood the weight of this sacrifice and expressed her gratitude to him.

At the same time, there was also guilt in it, but Arturia was even happy that she fell in love with Guinevere's Lancelot.

This man who has the same ideals as Wang will not put the country into crisis, and she believes that he will share the responsibility with her.

In fact, he did so. Although she was in the trouble of stepping into the unjust path, she still supported Guinevere and the king secretly.

The reason why it was exposed as a scandal was that the two had to be in opposing positions, and it was also planned by the traitors who hated Lancelot.

Because Lancelot could not sit back and watch his beloved woman be killed, Arturia had to execute him as a king.

No one is right, and it is precisely because everyone is right that the tragedy occurs.

In this way, Arturia always fought with her head held high as a king until the end.

Therefore, when facing the blood-stained battlefield on that hill, he could argue with God about the injustice of fate.

If you implement the path you strive for but cannot get the correct result, then God must be at fault.

So if there is a Holy Grail that can achieve miracles, she can always hold her head high, and it is precisely because of her belief that she will fight.

but……

Clang————! !

Saber's holy sword trembled under the relentless attack of "Indestructible Lake Light".

This sword of light that promises victory has no meaning in the hands of its owner who has lost his fighting spirit.

Berserker kept scolding Saber who was unable to fight back and was only defensive.

At this moment, he has completely unleashed his true strength, and his swordsmanship is not comparable to his previous level. Even if Saber is not injured at this moment, he may not be able to withstand that powerful momentum.

But in the face of the opponent's ferocious attack and the pain of paralyzing her hands and feet, Saber remained unmoved at all. The enemy's powerful strength and ruthless attacks, which were several times higher than hers, were gradually breaking down her spirit.

'My friend...is this what you meant? ’

So desperate for fate? Are you using your hatred to curse the king and country that brought you despair?

We originally had the same dream, and we all sacrificed our lives to save the country.

If there is no difference in our ambitions, then why do you hate it? Do you regret it?

"stop!!"

Saber relied on her last sanity to block the falling black sword, and at the same time shouted with all her strength.

"Stop it, Lancelot!"

Just when Saber decided to give up resistance completely, Berserker suddenly stopped.

Saber and Berserker had no way of knowing that the imprinting insect in Matou Kariya's body, which was left behind after finally escaping into the forest just tens of seconds ago, had stopped moving.

In order to keep Berserker in the real world, the small amount of magic power in Kariya's body was absorbed in large quantities. After the release of the final Noble Phantasm "Indestructible Lake Light", the demand for magic power doubled, and finally the imprinting insect was too heavy due to the load. And exhausted.

Berserker now has no Master's continuous magic power to use, and his combat effectiveness plummets.

At this moment, the magic power driving this killing machine suddenly dried up, causing Berserker to come to an emergency stop as if it had malfunctioned.

In the silence of the sudden visit, Saber's hand clearly felt Berserker's gradually disappearing heartbeat.

The hilt of the sword was held tightly in his hand, and the sharp edge of his beloved sword penetrated the black armor.

This result is so ironic, who could have predicted it?

In this short moment, the outcome was decided. Saber felt ashamed of her shallow greed, and she couldn't help crying.

Even though she knew she shouldn't kill him, she still killed this person who shouldn't be killed. Saber is just an obsessed prisoner now. All she wants is the miracle of the wishing machine. This is the truest truth about Saber. one side.

"Even so, I still want to get the Holy Grail."

Tears dripped onto the trembling gauntlet, mixing with Berserker's blood sliding down the blade.

"If I don't do this, my friend...if I don't do this, I can't make any amends to you at all."

Suddenly, a nostalgic voice sounded from the front.

"...It's really sad. Even now, are you still looking for excuses to fight for yourself?"

Saber's expression froze and she quickly looked up.

The knight was looking at the king with tears on his face with his eyes as steady as a calm lake.

Taking advantage of the gap that still existed, he was freed from the crazy spell.

"Lancelot..."

"Yes, thank you very much. Perhaps, I can only express my thoughts in this way..."

Lancelot smiled bitterly and continued.

"Actually... I wanted you to punish me personally, King... I really wish you had asked me for your anger..."