Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 540 The Lion Tribulation's Decision
Hearing Shen Er's answer, Mordred stood on the spot as if struck by lightning, even forgetting that Shen Er called her a fool.

"You, how did you know?"

Well, that's tantamount to admitting that I'm right.Sure enough, the Knights of the Round Table are a group of Knights of the King's Kitchen, and the 12 members of the first sequence are all hopelessly good cooks.

While complaining in his heart, Shen Er said casually: "Because I am also a king chef, and I have met other king chefs, so I can grasp your thoughts better."

"Chef Wang, what do you mean?"

"The so-called chef is someone who likes the king. The king's chef is someone who likes the king. In a certain circle who studies the legend of King Arthur, your knights of the round table are called the king's chef's knights."

"Chef Wang, what do you like? How is that possible? I don't know about those guys, but I'm a rebellious knight. I hate King Arthur the most."

Mordred deliberately gritted her teeth, but anyone could tell she was lying from her stiff expression and trembling voice.

Her master Lion Jie Jieli covered his face with his hands to show that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Shen Er couldn't stand it either, so he chose not to look at it and turned to look at Arturia, although the latter's expression was no better than Mordred's.

She always thought that Mordred loathed her and hated her, but now—King Arthur's natural brain could no longer understand the current situation and entered the shutdown mode.

"I said, Artoria, Mordred said so, why don't you express your opinion?"

"She, she, me, I—" Arturia hesitated, but finally didn't say anything.

"I have nothing to do with you. Fiore, prepare a room for them later and let them have a good talk."

"No, no need, we have nothing to talk about, um, nothing. I have something to do later, so let's go first, Master, let's go quickly."

As he said that, Mordred grabbed Shishi Jie's arm and was about to go out.

Before he took two steps, he heard Shen Er say.

"Is it really good to escape like this?"

"I, I didn't escape." Mordred looked away.

"Okay, let me think so for the time being, but there is one thing I want to remind you - after I finish the operation for Fiore, I will go to Amakusa Shiro Tokisada for a decisive battle, Artoria as my servant And the observer of the restraining force will definitely go with me. No one knows what the result of this trip will be. It is hard to say whether Artoria will answer the call in the future. Maybe this will be the last time you meet. You really don't want to speak clearly?"

"I..." Mordred wavered.

Seeing this, Shen Er leaned closer to Mordred's ear and added more fire.

"Now Artoria is no longer the king, so I don't need to suppress my emotions anymore, understand? It's hard to say what is the heir of King Arthur, but I don't think she will deny the fact that Artoria is a child. .Don't you want to throw yourself into her arms and act like a baby like other children?"

Mordred's face turned red instantly: "No, I don't want to."

"You really don't want to?"

"Do not want to."

"Can you say that again?"

"I... I promised to talk to her, can't I?"

"Okay, then it's settled. Remember, be frank and don't hide it, if you don't want to regret it."

"It's annoying to be so long-winded." Mordred muttered in a low voice, but did not refute.

"Thank you, Matou Shinji." Shishizedo thanked his followers.

"I just don't want to have regrets."

For Artoria, for Mordred, and for himself as the royal chef.

"I really want to thank you, just make a deal with me."

"What deal?"

"I know you have a precious specimen in your hand. I need you to use that thing to help make three serums. As a reward, I will help you lift the curse on your body."

"How do you know everything? You don't have the ability to predict the future, do you?"

The specimen Shen Er mentioned refers to the Hydra larva that Shishi Jie obtained from Belfebon, the director of the summoning department. Only the two people involved knew about this, so Shi Shijie was so surprised.

"If I can predict the future, how can it be so miserable?"

"Yes. I agreed to the transaction, but I need a day."

"Okay, I'll lift the curse for you when you make the serum."

"No, it doesn't matter what the curse is."

Shishi Jie's choice was obviously beyond Shen Er's expectation.

"Eh? Why? If I remember correctly, this curse will make you..."

"I am well aware of the effects of the curse."

"Then you still..."

"This is the price I should pay, and it is also the price the Lion Jie family should pay."

"I respect your choice, but in this way, the reward will be—"

"No payment required."

The eyes hidden behind the sunglasses flashed past Mordred, and the uneasy look on the girl's face made the corner of Lion Jie's mouth smile a little.

"Unless you can bring the dead back to life, in that case, I'm willing to pay as much as you want."

"I don't have that ability." Shen Er smiled wryly and shook his head, "Even if it is the Great Holy Grail, it can only save souls that have not dissipated. If they dissipate, they are completely hopeless."

"Sure enough, the resurrection of the dead is just wishful thinking after all."

Lion Jie took out a cigar and lit it silently, but he didn't put it in his mouth. He just quietly watched the wisps of smoke change, and scenes of long-lasting almost moldy pictures once again appeared in his mind, and a picture that never faded away. cute face.

In the island country in the far east, the place where the people who call themselves Shishijie migrated is a cold land that is almost covered by rain or snow all year round.There are only a few days of sunny days in summer, and most of the days are covered by a large dark gray cloud.

It was a desolate place that seemed to consume all energy just to survive.

Even though he is a magus, he still needs food in order to survive.This is all the more true for magicians who have fallen into a shambles.So they had to start by trying to win the trust of the aborigines with frivolous, hardly magic, curses.

"It's still too late, it's still too late, it's still too late."

What's too late, you guys are done.You have come to an end helplessly, the engravings have begun to decline, and your power has dropped to less than [-]% of what it was in its heyday.With the replacement of generations, the magic circuit has become weaker and weaker, and I am afraid that it will not be long before they will become ordinary people who simply "know magic".

Insult (clam) humiliation, Ling (clam) humiliation, humiliation.For magicians, this is an ending that should be avoided anyway.He didn't die in the challenge of understanding the abyss, nor did he die in the miserable magic battle, but simply became the worst ending of meaningless existence.

No, that’s not allowed, absolutely not, don’t, don’t, don’t.

Playing with his temper like a child, he desperately seeks help from familiar magicians.In their heyday, they clearly received such great favors from themselves, but now, without exception, they show mocking and contemptuous attitudes towards themselves.

"What a poor family, you are finished."

"For those who are about to die in the magic circuit, what do you want us to do?"

"It's a sad thing, but it's also the fate of magicians. No matter how many letters you send, your wishes will never come true."

"In the end, it wasn't a familiar magician who realized their wishes. In the end, they entered into some kind of spell-like contract with an existence of unknown origin that was similar to an evil spirit.

"Well, though I can guarantee your prosperity—"

"That guy" said with a cheerful smile.

"However, this is just something that was paid in advance. You are also destined to cut off everything in an instant in the future, huh?"

Even so, it doesn't matter, the clan has made a decision.Definitely try to conquer this magic before that moment comes.There are many other means that can be used.Even if I can't do it myself, it can still be passed on to my children and grandchildren. One day in the future——

Presumably there is also prejudice and contempt for the spells of the Far Lands.Their techniques are very primitive and crude, far from their aesthetics.

But on the other hand, the technique is so simple and strong that it can be described as beautiful.How superficial I am.Their kind began to inherit knowledge, to warn of the curse, and to order that their children and grandchildren must respond as quickly as possible.

Prosperous times are like dreams.The thesis was accepted, and the Clocktower accepted Lionk with undisguised surprise.Although I don't know how to do it, but it's really good, you are welcome--

Then, falling is also a blink of an eye.

It wasn't a tumble down a ramp, it was the equivalent of being pushed off a cliff.Miserable end?Nothing like that.This is a situation that has been awakened for a long time-but, this is like a sudden disaster for the descendants.

The lion's robbery is the beginning of the end.Possesses the best talent among the Shishikage clan so far, surpassing his father, and is the pride of a clan that has reached the deeper mysteries of magic.

No sooner had he reached fertile age than he was compelled to take a wife.The people who have never forgotten the curse always want to confirm whether they can give birth to a child as quickly as possible.

Then, the clan finally understood the fact that "has begun".

"No way. Jieli does not have the power to bear children. Since there is no abnormality in the body, then this is undoubtedly the result of a curse. How could this be, is it finally about to start—"

First of all, they used various methods to try whether they could have children.Various drugs were used, rituals were held, all available connections were used, and huge sums of money were invested in the diagnosis and treatment by magicians who were good at healing.

In the end, all attempts yielded only dismal results.A child can be born, although it is only for a moment, but the child is indeed born.But no matter how many times he repeated it, he died soon.Children are constantly being born, dying, and disappearing.

He and his wife soon decided to divorce.She declared with cold eyes:
"You are such a great magician. Because you can even play with your own children."

What she said was indeed correct, Jie Chui thought.Every child dies at the moment of birth - the responsibility lies with oneself.No matter what you do, you will still die one by one-it is tantamount to killing them yourself.

But at this time, the wife's clan finally realized that the Lion Jie clan was facing decline, so they quickly decided to withdraw.

Jieli and her wife are the best combination from the perspective of magic.Therefore, a family is always rigid about the children that must be born by the two of them.But that's all.They can only decide to adopt other people's children.

The Lion Jie clan had no way out.All in all, no matter what, Lion Jie Jieli must be allowed to inherit the magic engraving to other children in some way.It doesn't matter if it's not a biological child but an adopted child.

Even in such a situation, they still haven't really understood the true face of the "curse".The contract they made should be "Giving up magic at the moment Shishi Jiejieli was born".

Giving birth to a magician's child is impossible in itself.

Unaware of this, they tried their best to discover a more adaptable girl from a distant relative.When they first arranged to meet, Jieli knew the fact that she was afraid of him, and felt extremely frustrated.

In order to further improve the adaptability with the girl, Jieli lived with her.

"In this way, I can become a magician like my brother. I'm really happy——"

She said so with a smile.It was a frail, smart and well-behaved girl.Every time it rained or snowed, her physical condition worsened.The girl also laughed happily when she heard that just transplanting the engraved mark can make the body healthy.However, it is still necessary to maintain an unhealthy state before transplantation.Because there was no other way, Jieli read to her who was bedridden to relieve her boredom.

"It's a pity that you won't read to me after becoming a magician—"

She lowered her head dejectedly as she spoke.Jieli whispered to her, "As long as I recover, I can read whatever book I want to read by myself."Seeing how she puffed up her face and said "I didn't mean that", Jieli finally realized that she actually wanted to read it to her.

I really can't help you, so I'll keep reading until you get tired of it—— Hearing what Jieli said, the girl finally recovered her smile.

Whether before or after—

In Jieli's life, he has never experienced such a stable period of time.

that kind of life,
Also one day, it disappeared without a trace like magic.

Send the body that has turned purple to be cremated.Following local customs and, more importantly, out of fear of polluting the land, the bodies were finally cremated with fire.There weren't any tears, nor could there be.

The one who has been turning a blind eye to the possibility of "maybe this will happen" is undoubtedly Shishi Jie himself.

Because I have the expectation of "maybe it will succeed" in my heart.Since my father and the people in the clan said that there was no problem, I hoped that "maybe it will be all right".

These reasons are all just lies.It is simply impossible to ask anyone to take responsibility for this matter.

Because Lion Jie Jieli wanted to be her father, it was his dream that crushed the girl miserably.

That is the truth, there is no other reason at all.Whether it is tears or apology, it is already out of reach.

Lion Jie Jieli silently accepted everything that was cursed.He flipped through the books, thinking desperately as if he was about to go crazy, and finally—he finally decided to accept this fate.

The rest of my life is just an act of throwing away my life.Even for necromancers, the modern battlefield is still too dangerous.

Not a magus, but close to a magus——no, it can be said to be completely equivalent.But to him, all this is irrelevant.It's as if a man who realizes that his death is approaching is deliberately squandering the assets he has accumulated so far.

I don't know whether it's because of good luck, or because I have been resisting the initiative to choose death.

Only half of Lion Jie Jieli survived.As for the other half, they had already died at the moment of the girl's death.

Whenever he bleeds and fell to the ground on the battlefield, he will recall it.

"When you wake up next time, you can call your father—"

Ahhh, I committed the sin of "wanting a girl to call me that".It was very painful, very uncomfortable, very hard, and it would be so much easier to die—then, he clenched his hands, spit out a mouthful of blood, and stood up.

With the passage of time, the soft shell has become as tough as steel, and the hand that wrote the thesis has also been engraved with countless scars.

Looting corpses, processing corpses, compiling spells, earning money, and then wantonly wasting it.

guilty.

It is precisely because of sin that he is still alive.So far, no way to atone for sin has been found.

At least you have to experience the feeling similar to death.

And now, Lion Jie Jieli met the Holy Grail.Met the Holy Grail as if by destiny.

It is impossible to bring the dead back to life——so the knowledge of a magus told me.

The possibility is almost equal to zero-the experience of going through countless battlefields declares to itself.

But even so, there may be some new discoveries.With a semi-resigned mentality, suppressing the hope that was beginning to swell—the man stretched out his hand to the Holy Grail.

That's all the reason men seek the Holy Grail.

This is an extremely mundane, uninteresting story that can find countless similarities in the world as long as the situation setting is changed.

However, this enthusiasm is not half false.

It was so insignificant that even I didn't realize my dignity as a magician, and it was also a means of redemption that I found with great difficulty.In the deepest part of his instinct, he had clearly understood this.

That is, the place where Lion Jie Jieli was going to die was here.

But now, this last extravagant hope was shattered, and he lost everything in a real sense.

The man didn't feel depressed, because when the dream was broken, he, like his partner, finally understood his true desire.

All he wanted was that girl with a slender and weak smile on her face. If that child could smile at him alive, that would be enough.

It was because he wanted to return to her that he lived a life of half-death and half-life.But her resurrection is absolutely impossible, an irreversible fact.

It is precisely because of this that I am so reluctant to give up and live a wandering life.

That's fine, cut off all hope, just shoulder all of this, and slowly walk towards the end of life.

Until then, however, there are still things that can be done.As the master of that worrying guy, I'm crazy for this idiot who didn't even recognize his wish correctly.

When the cigar was burned out, Lion Jie made a decision.

At least, he couldn't let that guy fall into the same irreparable situation as himself.

(End of this chapter)