Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

Lancer looked devastated, useless, can't win, wait to die!

Duke looked down at the Lancer at his feet—Diarmuid Odina, the most loyal servant in the Holy Grail War, and his martial arts were also impeccable. If it wasn't for the chivalry, the Noble Phantasm's ability would be exposed prematurely , coupled with Kenneth's distrust, should accomplish a lot.

Lancer's character is undoubtedly the best courtier. Whether he is a tyrant or a benevolent king, he is the first choice for him. Unfortunately, he was lucky and did not meet a suitable master.

"Lancer, with your ability, being Kenneth's follower is too wronged. Have you ever thought about quitting to join me? He's not good enough for you." Duke offered an olive branch, knowing that the chances were slim, but he still spoke.

Lancer, who was waiting to die, had a burst of anger in his eyes: "No matter what, please take back this sentence, don't insult me, and don't insult my master."

The demon-breaking red rose was held tightly by Lancer, who just lay on the ground and stabbed Duke with his gun.

Swish!

The sword pierced through flesh and blood, Lancer's wrist was nailed to the ground, and the other hand, which was holding the destructive Huang Qiangwei tightly, was also firmly trampled by Duke's foot.

With bleeding from his wrist, Lancer grunted and looked at Duke unyieldingly. The meaning in the eyes is very clear, you can defeat my body, but you will never be able to subdue my spirit, surrender and the like are out of the question.

For Lancer, he had no desire to participate in the Holy Grail War. The reason why he responded to the call of the Holy Grail was because he had always regretted not being loyal to the monarch during his lifetime.

As a knight beside the monarch, he wanted to fulfill his long-cherished wish that he had not fulfilled during his lifetime, and pay all his allegiance to the monarch once. It would be best if it could bring victory to the monarch, if not, bet your life and fight to the death, and there will be no more regrets.

Therefore, even though Kenneth's stamina is not good, he suspects that Lancer and Sola are having an affair, and he speaks in a strange way, he is not the ideal monarch in Lancer's mind, but he is still only willing to serve Kenneth alone.

"Good eyes, this unyielding will, I really admire you more and more!" Duke asked sincerely: "For the last time, how about surrendering to me and being my servant?"

"Hehe, kill me if you want to, don't humiliate me anymore." Lancer refused bluntly, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "I only hope that after you kill me, please let my master go...they There is no longer any threat to you."

Duke shook his head, secretly said sorry, pulled out the long sword stuck in the ground, and pressed it against Lancer's chest.

Lancer closed his eyes again: "Hurry up, waiting to die feels terrible, I really hope that I can die standing up in the middle of a hearty battle... Hehe, people's hearts are really insatiable. I can die at the hands of a strong enemy like you. It should be an honor."

Lancelot walked up to Duke, knelt down on one knee, and put his hand on Duke's long sword: "Master, can I end his life?"

"Oh, he has a grudge against you?" Duke raised his brows, it is possible that Lancer molested the stupid Mao Wang Dongchuang.

Lancelot said neither humble nor arrogant: "No, I just don't want the blood of vulgar people to stain your hands."

Duke took a deep look at Lancelot: "If you don't mean it, if you want to give him a way of death that belongs to a knight, just say it directly, and you don't have to beat around the bush."

It should be said that as expected of a monarch and a courtier, Lancelot's values ​​​​are too similar to those of King Dumao, even his attitude towards Lancer is the same.

"Master, I'm very sorry, I just..." Lancelot's eyes looked nostalgic, and the melancholy young man obviously recalled the regretful past.

The long sword turned into flying sand and dissipated, Duke turned and walked aside: "I'll leave it to you, don't capsize in the gutter. And Lancer's Master, you can handle it as you please. If you have any thoughts about his fiancée, come and see Fa Fu の の の 前 で, I have no objection either."

Duke is not interested in the Command Seals in Kenneth's hands. Lancelot's loyalty value, as long as he doesn't encounter the halo of stupid hair, is not much worse than Lancer, and no amount of Command Seals is just a display for him.

Lancelot maintained a half-kneeling posture and bowed his head deeply: "Thank you for your kindness, and... please don't make fun of me with such things!"

"Oh, Xiaolan, you have changed. You used to bear it silently." Duke leaned against the wall, showing disappointment.

Just as he was speaking, Duke suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, his deep eyes seemed to penetrate the wall and reach the target of the magic induction.

"Xiao Lan, I'll leave it to you. I'll go out to get some air first." Before Lancelot could reply, Duke jumped onto the roof, and after a while, his breath disappeared.

Lancelot no longer dissuaded him this time. If there is a saying among the masters that he acted alone, Duke is already ex, and if he is released for seven days, it must be someone else who suffers.

"You are so lucky, you knight..." Lancer stood up leaning on the short spear, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone, he envied Lancelot for having a monarch who believed in him.

Lancelot did not deny it, and proudly said: "Yes, it is my greatest honor as a knight to serve two perfect monarchs during life and death."

Lancer laughed loudly, shaking his spear and throwing out a few shots: "Diarmuid Odina, with the rank of Lancer, came to this battle of the Holy Grail."

Lancer was seriously injured, with several wounds bleeding profusely. Without the master's healing magic, it would be difficult for him to recover by himself, so it would be difficult to achieve any obvious effect in a short period of time. However, under his confident and flamboyant smile, the wounded body is even more fearless.

"Sorry, Master's order, I can't report my name to you." Lancelot looked solemn, and pulled out the A++-level treasure 'Indestructible Lake Light'. Because it was included in the magic sword, this The long sword that should have its own special effect of holy light is as black as ink at this moment, making it impossible to judge its true appearance.

Pulling out the indestructible lake light, all of Lancelot's attributes will be raised by another level. He will use his strongest state to fight this duel between knights.

"It doesn't matter, I can die with a noble knight like you, and I will die without regret." Lancer showed gratitude, and after he finished speaking, his whole aura changed, and he raised his two guns and charged straight down.

Faced with the enemy who fulfilled the final honor, Lancer will not hold back, and only by going all out can he respond to the other party's respect.

"Noble knight... you deserve it!" Lancelot held the sword in both hands, swept away his gloomy temperament, and slashed forward in a stance.

...

In the building in the distance, Emiya Kiritsugu lurks on the top floor with King Dumb, and their targets are Kenneth and Lancer. It was helpless to say that Saber was caught in Lancer's scheme, and her wrist suffered an irreparable cursed injury, unable to use the sword of vowed victory, and her combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Although the two were not compatible, the capture of Irisviel made Saber deeply blame herself, and she was willing to obey Emiya Kiritsugu's orders. Of course, the premise is that Emiya Kiritsugu will not go too far, and some despicable tricks will not be shown in front of her, this is Saber's bottom line.

His assistant, Maiya Hisau, was hiding in another building and had already set up a sniper rifle. The reason why he did not act was because Emiya Kiritsugu learned that someone used the fire to disperse innocent people before he acted.

"This style... who the hell is it?" Emiya Kiritsugu lit a cigarette, and decided to take a look first, if it was a lose-lose situation, he wouldn't mind being a squirrel once.

At this moment, Saber, who had kept her eyes closed, suddenly raised her sword to block Emiya Kiritsugu. A black shadow in the sky came from far to near, and fell on the empty ground of the building like a shell.

boom!

Duke pulled out his submerged feet and walked out of the smoke.

"Berserker!?" Saber and Emiya Kiritsugu were shocked, and the situation instantly became extremely unfavorable.

Saber put away her startled expression, glared and asked, "Berserker, answer me, where is Irisviel?"

"If your target is Lancer and his Master, then there's no need!" Duke ignored her and said to himself.

Saber took a deep breath: "You killed them?"

"No, Lancer is half dead, and his master is still breathing! My Master has a bad taste that makes people headache, he likes his husband now. So, Lancer and Kenneth are being tied up, admiring his fiancée who destroyed Kenneth ..." Duke said this with a righteous indignant grin: "I was driven out by using the command spell to dissuade the Master, and I happened to meet you."

Sure enough, Saber was furious: "There is such a person who is not as good as a beast!"

Duke nodded again and again: "Yeah, he's too beastly. He also likes to bluff around wearing armor. If it wasn't for the command spell...forget it, let's not talk about it!"

On the side, Emiya Kiritsugu shook his hand, and asked aloud: "Then... Irisviel...how is she?"

Duke shook his head regretfully: "Sorry, my master can't resist the temptation of human monogamy, and Madam Ling has also been murdered."

"Bastard, I'm going to kill him!" Emiya Kiritsugu's face turned cold, but it was Saber who roared.

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