Rebirth in the Soul Street: Becoming a Demon King in Another World

Further west in the deep mountains of Fuyuki City, a long national highway stretches westwards, facing away from the lights of the city. In the undeveloped and lonely forest, this winding national highway is like the root system of the big tree of the city, constantly sucking the vitality and nutrients of the forest.

On the sparsely lit road, a rare streamlined car full of elegance appeared. In the Mercedes, Kiritsugu and Irisviel left the warehouse street and headed towards an Einzbern annex in the forest.

“You should have followed the clan leader to Britain, and now you are—” Thinking of the fierce battle in the warehouse street, Kiritsugu looked at Irisviel beside him and said.

Having escaped her fate as the Lesser Holy Grail, Irisviel no longer had any need to stay in Fuyuki City.

“Kiritsugu!” Irisviel interrupted Kiritsugu and stared at him with her bright eyes.

“Okay! I won’t bring up this topic anymore.” Although he didn’t look Irisviel in the eye, Kiritsugu couldn’t stand this kind of gaze either, so he had no choice but to compromise.

The Kiritsugu of this time and space is no longer the magus killer who would do anything to achieve his goals, but still hopes for world peace in his heart.

He has now completely buried the past and is just Irisviel's husband, Illyasviel's father, a man who only has his family in his heart.

"parking!"

The Knight King's voice suddenly came, and Kiritsugu slammed the brake pedal to the floor without any hesitation while steadying the steering wheel with one hand, and holding onto Irisviel with the other hand.

On the road, the Knight King also showed up, holding the car with both hands to keep the balance. While stabilizing the car, the Knight King felt that breath again, the breath of the Servant.

"I am a follower!"

Before Kiritsugu could ask, the King of Knights explained the reason. At the same time, on the road ahead, under the dim street light, a twisted figure was standing.

He was dressed in modern style, with bloodstains on his white T-shirt and red Command Spell runes on the back of his fair hands. However, this human body exuded the aura of a Servant.

Looking up, it was a pale and smooth face with a pair of huge eyeballs that were particularly prominent. Around his neck, a strange dark blue band was tightly wrapped.

"Hahahahaha..."

Seeing the Knight King appear, the strange Servant laughed crazily, his face showing the joy of reunion after a long separation, a hint of respect and admiration, as well as greed and possession...

It was clearly just an expression, but the Knight King could clearly see countless emotions in it.

"Master Qingxu, is that the Saint Lady?"

"Yeah!"

A faint voice came from behind, and Jill answered excitedly, while bowing and kneeling to the Knight King, as if he was meeting the king, full of piety and respect.

It was not until then that the Knight King finally knew where the voice came from. Behind the pale head was a young and somewhat handsome face.

Originally, after being severely injured by Cao Yanling and his master being killed, Jill should have been recovered by the Lesser Holy Grail, but he was unwilling to let it end like that, so he used some forbidden black magic to keep himself and Ryunosuke alive at the same time, creating this product.

"who are you?"

Knight Wang Qiang resisted the urge to draw his sword and asked coldly.

"Um!……"

"Are you asking me a question? Don't you know me?"

"It must be because of this body! Is that why you don't recognize me?"

Jill's face gradually became distorted and she spoke nonsense.

"Anyway, you must know me, right? Woo... You're asking this question only because of some changes in me, right? Woo... You must know me, right? Woo... "

Jill seemed to suddenly realize something, and suddenly began to tear the strap around his neck. As the strap fell off, the Knight King and the other two saw a crack running across his neck.

"It's me! I am your ever-loyal servant Gilles de Res! I have been looking forward to your resurrection and the day when I can see you again. I came here for this purpose! Joan of Arc!!!"

To resurrect Jeanne d'Arc, this was the obsession planted in him by the Holy Grail through mental magic when it created him. The Knight King, who had a face similar to Jeanne d'Arc, had driven Jill crazy.

"I am not the Jeanne you are talking about, Servant!"

There was a hint of anger in the Knight King's cold tone. Ever since she was summoned, someone always treated her as someone else, and she couldn't help feeling a little angry.

"Uh! How... Could it be that you have completely forgotten? Have you forgotten everything about your life?"

Jill became even crazier.

"Servant, if you want to fight, then start now, and stop calling others names so rudely. I am not Jeanne d'Arc, I am the Knight King of Britain, Altria Pendragon."

Since the other party gave his real name, although he was angry, the Knight King still gave his real name out of chivalry.

"Ah... uh... oh wow..."

Jill wailed and pounded the ground frantically as if facing death.

"Is that so? Lady Jeanne, have you completely forgotten everything in the past? It's okay, I will make you remember it. Although the process will be painful, I will still be by your side as before."

A foul wave of magic suddenly erupted from Jill's body. With his hands open, he slowly walked towards the Knight King.

"Wake up! Joan of Arc! Don't be fooled anymore! You are the Saint of Orleans, the savior of France!"

"What a disgusting smell!"

As the words were spoken, a golden figure stood in front of Jill.

Feeling the breath of the knight in front of him, Jill's face suddenly changed and he quickly ran away.

After the battle with Cao Yanling, Jill became more cautious. He knew that this golden knight was not easy to deal with. He should run away first! Only by staying alive can Jeanne have a chance to recover her memory, right?

"Ugly guy, are you trying to escape?"

As the red light fell, a knight wrapped in red thunder stood in front of Jill again.

Jill changed direction again, and this time a white-robed wizard blocked his way, and the last direction was also blocked by the Knight King.

The Knights of the Holy See have no regard for chivalry when it comes to this black magician.

As for the Knight King, she would not follow the etiquette of knights for those who did not have the spirit of chivalry. Besides, there were not so many knights fighting on the real battlefield. It was basically a melee. As a king with war memories, she did not have such a strong mental cleanliness.

"Gil de Rey, I know you, a very talented magician, but you have taken the wrong path." The white-robed wizard looked at Gil with some regret. The magic world now lacked truly powerful magicians. If Gil was a normal magician, perhaps he would cut off Gil's connection with the Holy Grail and invite him into the magic palace.