In an instant, Lancelot rushed to Saber.
Saber only felt a terrifying force coming from him. In his haste, his power was unable to work at this time and he stumbled back.
But Lancelot didn't hesitate at all, and the magic sword in his hand quickly drew towards Saber's neck.
The air was cut directly, and the actual half-moon-shaped slash roared. Before it made contact, Saber's neck was squeezed and a blood mark appeared, proving that this attack was by no means a mere illusion.
Saber's blue eyes were still a little confused. He didn't know why the development of things took a turn for the worse, but he had no time to think about it. He moved his legs and leaned back, making a dangerous and dangerous shuttle in the roaring sword light. .
The silver-white armor on his body made an overwhelming clanging sound, and the clear sword blade was only a hair's breadth away from Saber's nose.
After barely dodging the sword, Saber quickly flipped the holy sword in her hand and slashed at Lancelot.
"boom--!"
Lancelot's chest seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. The magic power contained in the sword turned into a storm and wrapped around it. It broke out in an instant and knocked him back again.
"Why, Sir Lancelot! Can't you understand my wish? That feeling of trying desperately to save it, but still being unable to change it, and can only sit back and watch the judgment of fate come. If it were you, you should be able to understand it!"
The knight who had been friendly just now became murderous after hearing how his wish was fulfilled. This denial, which seemed like betrayal, left Saber at a loss.
"All tragedies started because of me! Only by letting King Arthur choose someone else can Britain be saved. This is the ideal I strive for!"
"Really?" Lancelot's lavender eyes reflected Saber's eager face, and his tone became colder.
"——Then just drown yourself holding on to your ideals."
Without any hesitation, Lancelot raised the sword in his hand high and slashed at Saber with the sword.
Saber skillfully used the holy sword in her hand to resist the opponent's big sword, and then shook him away with force.
The indestructible Sword of Lake Light and the Sword of Salvation forged in the Inner Sea of Stars rub against each other, emitting harsh roars and dazzling sparks.
"Why don't you understand!" In the fierce battle, Saber was also a little bit angry. Even though the person in front of him was not the Lancelot he was familiar with, he roared and spoke his heart out.
"I am not qualified to be a king. I wielded the sword for protection and accomplished nothing in the end! Now, I only have strength left, but it is not everything to me at all. I have to achieve justice! In order to save Britain, even if I am the one standing in front of it!"
Saber gritted her teeth and swung her sword faster again and again, leaving distinct traces in the air.
The cold wind poured into Lancelot's heart, but it could not freeze the anger in his eyes.
"——Who knows this?"
Stubborn and naive, knowing that he had done nothing wrong, clearly giving up so many desires and carrying the kingdom, yet even after death he had to deny himself and continue to devote himself. Lancelot could not tolerate it.
Just by seeing the shadow of the little girl on King Arthur across from him, he felt that the anxious rage was about to swallow him up.
He must be corrected.
When the two holy swords collided again, Lancelot seized the flaw, cut into the wind wrapped around the saber sword, and slashed towards the opponent's wrist.
Sure enough, Saber quickly changed her moves, turned the hilt of the sword, and stabbed herself in the chest.
But Lancelot had no intention of retreating. He had had enough. While Saber was attacking, he also opened the door wide. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time.
The mirror-flat sword in his hand began to operate overload, and the magic power hidden in it burst out, and a blue light like lake water enveloped the entire sword.
Saber's pupils shrank, knowing that Lancelot had released the true name of the Noble Phantasm, but he had no way out. He also released all the magic power in his body as a boost, stabbing Lancelot's spiritual core. .
"Such an ideal is completely meaningless! If you can't even understand this, then see you next time, my king!"
But Lancelot had no fear. The moment he saw King Arthur, his wish had been answered, so death was just the beginning of the next atonement.
Saber will never be able to escape this blow.
But worthy of his loyal master, he still did not give up hope until this point.
"I can't fail here! If I don't, I won't be able to make it up to you at all!"
The blue sword light struck Saber fiercely. In this blow that seemed to freeze everything, Lancelot felt that the noise around him faded away, leaving only silence.
Compensate me?
Did he wield the sword for this reason? In the battle of life and death, Saber's determination was so clear.
What he wants to protect is not his own era, but the people in that kingdom who have devoted their lives to it.
Saber believed that she had failed to fulfill her responsibility and failed to protect them. This naive guy did not raise the sword to deny himself, but to save everything.
Lancelot's heart was confused. He didn't know what to do, but his body had already surpassed his will, and he subconsciously changed the direction of the attack.
The sword blade was swung down, but it did not cut off Saber, but the holy sword wrapped in the atmosphere did not stop.
The silence broke and Lancelot heard another voice.
The sound of the sword piercing his body fiercely, the holy sword breaking through the back of his heart with blood and piercing his spiritual core.
At the last moment of his life, Lancelot looked at the ashen-faced Saber and smiled.
"It's really a headache. Even though I'm the king of another world, I'm always lost... The next time you swing your sword, please remember why you're fighting."
Lancelot's figure turned into a spirit and slowly dispersed, but he smiled for the first time.
"If you still decide to go your own way, then please call me. If this is really your choice, no matter who the enemy is, I am willing to offer you my sword."
"Sir Lancelot?"
Before she had time to wake up from what had just happened, Saber, who seemed to have lost her soul, felt her intuitive radar alarming like crazy.
However, the visitor had no intention of concealing his aura. As the golden spirits gathered, the King of Heroes stood high on the tree, looking at the dazed Saber and the disappearing Berserker with admiration.
"Originally, I came just because of the aura of the best friend I was looking for. I didn't expect to see such an interesting farce. It's just a mad dog. It's rare that even the Holy Sword user plays a clown here."
Gilgamesh said with a bad smile: "What is this listless expression? Since it can please me, even if it is a funny play, no matter how regretful I am, I should still smile brightly, otherwise, I will suffer the consequences of this." It’s not a reward, but ruthless ravage.”
Saber glanced at Archer and remained silent.
Without receiving any response, Archer's words seemed a bit amusing, which made him narrow his eyes slightly. Golden ripples gradually rippled in the air, and a noble phantom slowly poked out from it. .
But Saber just held the blade tightly and remained silent. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the forest in the distance.
"You actually ignored me, Holy Sword User. Are you so impatient to welcome death?"
"The reason he looked there was because the object of the contract had changed."
From the shadow under the tree, Roland walked out with brisk steps and raised the command spell that extended from the back of his hand to his arm.
"Now that Berserker is dead, as compensation, Saber's master is now me."
Roland showed a cold smile and looked at Gilgamesh: "Just in time, you came to the door on your own initiative. If you don't mind, can you die?"
This was not because the Holy Lord's arrogance had gone to his head, but because of another factor.
The pink Killer Queen slowly emerged behind him. Her strong and delicate body was already covered with cracks with fire marks, as if it would be completely broken in the next moment. A symbol like a ribbon wrapped around his side, like a flame. The corners of the same skirt were constantly broken and reorganized, and the skull-like face with cat ears actually had a bit more solemnity and sanctity.
After sleeping for a long time, Killer Queen finally got rid of her past characteristics and completely stamped herself with Roland's mark.
The appearance of the substitute was not due to Roland's own will, but because of the omen brought by the birth of new abilities. It is like having a hammer in your hand and everything you see looks like a nail and you want to hit it.
In short, his stand-in Killer Queen
——Running away.
