When the smoke and dust dispersed, the rainbow-like guns and cannons had disappeared. If it weren't for the smooth road in the distance, people would probably think that it was just an illusion.
Wu Ke fell to the ground, and Artoria jumped down from a nearby building. She wanted to say something, but the first thing she received was a sincere thank you, and the smooth words that Wu Ke usually gave to people who helped him. friendzoned.
The words 'You are a good person' directly blocked what Artoria wanted to say in her mouth.
Wu Ke walked towards the little boy. The boy's relatives should have been killed by the big monster, and the boy might now be homeless and have nowhere to go.
Wu Ke felt that he had to do something for the other party, at least ask him if he needed some help.
Eh?
Something strange...
Why did the field of vision suddenly drop?
Wu Ke still hasn't figured out what's going on.
A strong feeling of dizziness hit his heart.
. . . .
Artoria saw clearly that the person walking past her suddenly fell to his knees.
The knight's spear and the exquisite battle skirt armor held by the opponent were crackling, and dense cracks appeared in just an instant.
Times create heroes, and heroes respond to the times, but there is a saying that goes like this: when times come and go, heaven and earth all work together, but heroes are not free when they are gone.
At this moment, the bad guy to be dealt with is dead, but this is the time when Alaya's fortune recedes.
The power that Alaya blessed the boy was fading, and the divine power given by the goddess of different time and space was gradually being repelled by the restraining force due to the re-closure of the outer channel of the world.
The departure of all external forces, like the threads of a serious illness, took away all the false life covering Wu Ke's body, leaving only the young man's original dilapidated body.
But this body is even worse than before. Gaining powerful power does not come without paying a price. How powerful the power gained just now is the serious price that needs to be borne now.
Broken bones and cracked skin were only superficial injuries. What was more serious were the internal, microscopic injuries. More than half of the cells in his body had collapsed, and the cells that had not yet collapsed were on the verge of collapse.
The powerful power beyond what the body can carry is squeezed into a narrow body. When those powers still exist, it can maintain the brightness on the surface, but when those powers fade away, what is left is just a mess.
The moment the holy spear weapon disappeared from his body, Wu Ke turned into a bloody man. His conscious consciousness did not even have a chance to resist and persisted, and he fell directly into the deepest darkness.
Fortunately, a hand hugged him from behind in time, preventing him from falling straight to the ground in front of him.
"Hey you……"
These are the words that Wu Ke heard before losing consciousness, belonging to Good Girl No. 2.
. . . .
"What a wonderful shot!"
Gilgamesh clapped his hands and turned around.
"The play is over, it's time to go back."
"Why don't you go down and pick up that boy? He seems to have been seriously injured, and he is still being held by the Einzbern's servant, Saber, who is participating in the Holy Grail War this time. The one he is using is the Princess. hug……"
"Any behavior that borrows external power requires a price." Gilgamesh stopped and said suddenly.
Hearing this, Kotomine Kirei was stunned, and then his eyes widened.
"For a true hero, it is a kind of romance to defeat a powerful enemy and then die of exhaustion!"
"Could it be said that the consequence of using that gun-shaped Noble Phantasm is to lose one's own life?"
"No, that Noble Phantasm has no such counter-effect. It's just that after using power beyond one's own, of course one has to bear the consequences.
However, it is a knight's gun, and the most basic condition for using it is to possess the eight virtues of a knight.
Among the eight virtues of a knight, one is sacrifice. Presumably, when he actually used that noble phantom, the young man had already had considerable awareness of sacrificing himself for others! "
"Gilgamesh, your character is worse than I thought." Kotomine Kirei narrowed his eyes.
"I didn't say he was dead, although given the battle just now, death is a normal thing."
Gilgamesh shrugged.
"But whether you die or not, it makes no difference to me, because death does not mean the end of life. Sometimes, it is the beginning of another life attitude."
"You mean heroic spirits?"
"The Hall of Valor has left a mark on his soul. This land, this era, and the people who have witnessed it all will sing the story of saving the urban boy.
Only when his life ends, he will be resurrected in another form. This is the world's reward for heroes, and it is also a kind of restraint from restraint! "
"..."
Kotomine Kirei stopped talking, and soon, the flying boat in the sky flew away.
. . . .
When Wu Ke woke up from the deep darkness, he opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling. He subconsciously wanted to get up, but the heartbreaking pain made him lie back down.
"Don't move. You were seriously injured. Up to now, I can only keep you alive."
A soft female voice came from the side. The long silver hair was particularly eye-catching, and the gentle ruby eyes attracted the attention of others.
Such a peculiar appearance reminded Wu Ke of the fact that he had seen this person before. At the same time, he also thought of the good girl 2 whom he had met before as the other driver.
"Where is this?"
"In the forest on the western outskirts of Fuyuki City, in the castle named after Einzbern."
Irisviel answered.
"Why am I here, where is that little boy?"
"Saber brought you back. As for the child you saved, don't worry, he was brought back by Kiritsugu and is asleep now."
"That's good……"
Wu Ke breathed a sigh of relief and then reacted.
"No, what time is it now?"
Wu Ke thought about going back to the hotel at night.
"Time? It's already five o'clock in the morning. You were brought back near seven o'clock last night, and you were unconscious for more than ten hours."
Irisviel looked at the time on the clock on the wall of her bedroom and answered his question carefully.
"No, I have to go back and hiss..."
Wu Ke took a breath, and his attempt to get up failed again.
"As I said, your injuries are very serious. If it were applied to an ordinary person, I'm afraid you would have died many times. If you have anything important, please recover from your injuries..."
Irisviel spoke softly and put her hand on the boy's bandaged chest.
The healing power of the holy relic of Saber, the scabbard of the holy sword, was continuously transmitted under the blood-stained bandage and into the broken body of the young man who was dying, slightly alleviating the other party's pain.
