I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

Cyril, who was still inside the Black Holy Grail, didn't know what happened outside.

Indeed, although the Black Holy Grail can be regarded as the Holy Grail, and wishes can be fulfilled, the Holy Grail is actually not complete, and the magic power is not enough. No matter how I think about it, I don't think it can meet the standard of activation.

However, I don't know where there was an unexpected change, probably the reality wanted to give him a huge surprise.

He really made a random wish, and as a result, the Black Holy Grail somehow thought about it...

Merlin: "...Ah Choo!"

A sudden sneeze startled Cyril, and even the Black Holy Grail, which had been restored to its original appearance, cast a mocking look in this direction.

"What's the matter with you?"

Do non-humans catch colds?Cyril looked at His Excellency the Magician, who still seemed to be in a sluggish spirit, and couldn't help thinking about this question.

"... You bastard, you are really bad from the core."

After a long while, Merlin spit out these words, and the pronunciation was extremely reluctant.

These words were obviously spoken to the Black Holy Grail.

Facing Cyril, he really couldn't tell the lie that he was fine - how could he be fine, the matter is serious!Big problem!That is a life-threatening disaster if you are not careful!

Obviously, the clairvoyant magician "saw" at the same time the turmoil that happened outside.

If Nightmare also had myocardial infarction, Merlin would have died of myocardial infarction the moment he saw so many Arturias.

Too bad he won't.

Therefore, Merlin could only feel the throbbing of his nonexistent heart, and countless holes were poked out of his heart by the huge sense of crisis, dripping blood there.

Merlin really wanted to retreat strategically.

Because he didn't have the heart to witness his disciple's end and run away quietly before that, Merlin didn't want to show his face in front of his disciple, he felt guilty.

One Artoria was enough for him to hide, but unexpectedly, a group of them appeared——

Cyril: "Your Excellency Merlin?"

The unknowing and suspicious gaze cast by the lover is really clear and pure.

Knowing that he will be surrounded by countless Arturias after going out, Cyril must be very happy...he will be delighted, then...

Merlin (swallowing a mouthful of blood, forcing a smile): "It's nothing, I'm just so--happy for you, Cyril!"

Cyrillic:"……"

What can he be happy about, His Excellency the Magician is talking nonsense again.

However, before he continued to tactfully care about the magician's brain, he said it as if he was about to cry.

On the other side, the Black Holy Grail covered his mouth as if on purpose, and let out two very deep chuckles.There is no doubt that it was Merlin who she laughed at.

If you don't look at the bloody color scheme, the Black Holy Grail Matou Sakura from another world line is just a beautiful young girl.

Yes, the girl is only in her teens, and her character is timid and gentle. She is a very good girl.

--very good?Sure?Now this very dark cup is full of black mud, okay?

This was Merlin's inner voice, but obviously, his thoughts were beyond count.

Cyril felt sorry for the poor girl.

Not long ago, some fragmentary pictures flew by like a horse, and he only captured one or two of them.

But even so, perhaps because of being inside the Holy Grail, the screen fragments carry the emotions of a girl from the past, those remaining emotions, which make the young man who is only an indirect witness unable to move.

"I... really want to help you."

He felt that Matou Sakura shouldn't end up like this.Before turning from a complete victim to an irreversible perpetrator, it can be saved.

However, the figure of the girl dressed in dirty black and red has already faded, as if melting, and glittering spots of light rose from around her body and slowly scattered away.

"No. No need...thank you."

The Black Holy Grail retreated again, until at this moment, she completely sank into the deepest and darkest place at the end, but her figure was shining brightly, and she gradually lost her face.

The only thing that can be seen clearly is the slight smile on the corner of the girl's mouth.

"There have been countless times, I have been thinking, did Sakura do something wrong? Otherwise, why would she be treated like this. But, I can't figure out...what is wrong."

"The fault is only on the abuser." Cyril closed his eyes, holding back the sadness in his eyes: "Whether it's resistance or revenge, as long as it doesn't hurt innocent people..."

"So, I can't go back."

The Black Holy Grail shook his head again, his words were calm, and he didn't feel any grievances about his own desperation.She has completely calmed down.

The floating speed of the light spots accelerated at this moment, and the girl's figure faded to almost invisible in a short period of time, and the dark space they were in was also trembling, showing a tendency to collapse.

The Black Holy Grail is about to collapse, which means that the two trapped inside can leave.

But Cyril——was not very happy.

"That's all I can do, as... a trivial apology. I hope that Sakura here will not be like me. I hope that she can get happiness."

If only I could say "You can do it!" without hesitation when hearing such soft words, that would be great.

But, no.

As the Black Holy Grail said, it was too late, it was too late.

In the end, the Black Holy Grail, who disappeared with a smile, untied a hair tie tied in her hair, and her figure turned into nothingness, leaving only this old hair tie in place.

Cyril picked up the hair tie and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. When he looked down, there seemed to be a moment of indelible sadness between his frowning brows.

At this time, they have come out of the independent space.

But after the two came out, the light was still dim, and they still appeared in a secret room.

It was somewhat similar to the feeling inside the Black Holy Grail, but at the first moment, Cyril smelled an extremely pungent smell.

It's bloody smell.

Incomparably tangy and disgustingly rich, it filled every inch of air in the crowded chamber.

Cyril felt that his feet had stepped on a pool of water.

Before he frowned, he lowered his eyes and looked down.As a result, looking at it like this, the originally unattractive complexion immediately became even uglier.

"..."

Where is this pool of "water", it is clearly a pool of blood.

There is no doubt that the blood accumulated here is from a living person, and it is approximately equal to the amount of blood that flows from all over the body of a person.

And such a frightening pool of blood stayed on the concrete floor in the secret room. Due to the passage of time, it has become a little viscous, showing a tendency to dry up.

Cyril's face turned cold, and when he realized something was wrong, he immediately raised his head to observe the surrounding environment.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, someone reached out and covered his eyes.

"Wait a minute, I'll deal with the things that will pollute the eyes first."

"...Your Excellency, you think of me too weakly, really, it doesn't have to be like this."

Cyril's heart sank. His Excellency Merlin's reaction was enough to show how serious the situation was. I'm afraid it would be another horrible scene in front of them.

He didn't like the feeling of being treated by Merlin as a fragile object that couldn't be seen as cruel, but since it was the other party's kindness, he only objected in a relatively peaceful tone.

However, it seemed that Merlin was also very persistent.

After a few seconds, the magician put his hand down.

He didn't remove the pool of blood that the two of them had stepped on, and the sticky feeling was still on the soles of his feet, but the bloody scene was really dealt with.

Cyril directly used magic to light up the lamp, and the room was brightly lit, and the scene that had been hidden by the darkness before was immediately clear.

"This is--"

Exclaimed blurted out.

Unable to suppress the voice at all, Cyril's expression was pale at first, and then filled with unconcealable anger.

"How inhumane do you have to be to do such an excessive behavior! They are all children!"

At this moment, they could see clearly that the pool of blood under their feet was actually the center of a magic circle.

Merlin said: "This is the masterpiece of the heroic spirit we saw inside the Black Holy Grail earlier. He is Caster, and he probably intends to use this place as a base to create a magic workshop..."

"To make a magic workshop, do you need to use young children as materials?"

"Of course not." Merlin shook his head, his eyes fell on the corner of the secret room: "For Caster, building a magic workshop is the most basic skill, right? The requirements for materials are not so strict. Killing human children——No, It should be said that before the massacre, there must be a long torture, such a bloody and cruel act is entirely the other party's private interest."

"...Unbelievable, inhumane, unreasonable!"

Cyril was so angry, it can be seen from the fact that he uttered three words of such depth in one breath.The mood at this time is comparable to when he found Sakura in the wormhole.

The scene seen at this time is like this.

In the center of the secret room was a magic circle covered in blood, and beside the magic circle lay two people who were not breathing.

One of them was a young man with orange hair. He lay prone on the ground with a bloody knife scattered in his hand.

And the other person... is just a young child no older than six years old.

The toddler was lying flat on the ground, except for his pale face, his expression was quite peaceful, as if he had fallen asleep.

However, his intuition told Cyril that before Merlin used the illusion, the child must have looked differently.

The cause of death for both of them was excessive blood loss, and all the blood was drained from the whole body.

But for the former, the orange-haired young man, his neck was bleeding, as if he had cut his neck open with a knife, and uncontrollably stabbed countless knives in his chest before finally dying in pain.

What about the other kid who looked peaceful?Cyril only took one look, and could hardly bear to look any further.

Not only his neck, but his whole body below the neck was dripping with blood, and no complete flesh and blood could be found.Even if he died, he would die in great pain, and even his soul could not rest in peace.

How cruel is a person to do such a tragic thing.

Cyril originally thought that Matou Zouken had already done the cruelest thing humans could do. He didn't expect that there would be no so-called end to despair, and there would be no limit to human evil.

He ran forward, resisting the urge to cry again, to check if there was any possibility of saving the poor child.As a result, there was still none.

"Cover him up."

Merlin handed over the robe he hadn't worn all this time.

Cyril responded in a low voice, with a look of loneliness on his face: "Well..."

He covered the child's horrific body with a magician's robe, and silently lowered his eyes to bless him, hoping that the child's soul could be at peace and reach the fairyland where the soul returned smoothly.

As for the orange-haired youth who also died on the other side, Cyril didn't want to look at him too much.

Merlin said that this orange-haired young man is Caster's Master.

Seeing that the floor of this secret room is covered with dried blood, one knows that there must be more than one child who died here. Caster is cruel by nature, and Caster's master is also inseparable.

Now, Caster was swallowed by the Black Holy Grail, and his master seemed to be killed by the Black Holy Grail.Such two people are really not worthy of sympathy.

The choice of these two people may be a coincidence, or it may be the result of the last sliver of kindness that is still struggling in the heart of the Black Holy Grail...

What is the reason, now, is not clear.

In the corner of the basement, there were about three or four other children.They were tied up and thrown there, as if they were affected by magic, and could not wake up with their own strength.

Cyril checked them one by one again, and found that the children were fine except for the lack of energy and a slight loss of vitality.

Sakura was also among these children, but she was not tied up.

She curled up and leaned against a child, breathing evenly. She may not have slept soundly for a long, long time, and she was sleeping soundly at this time.

Cyril squatted down and touched the little girl's head. Just as he smiled gratifiedly, he noticed that she had a familiar headband tied around her ear, which was exactly the same as the one he put away, but it was brand new.

"..."

The smile can't help restraining.

His eyes were complicated, and he paused for a while before standing up again.

"What should we do next, send these children home?" Merlin asked.

"It should be handled properly, but it can't be sent home directly. The murderer is here, and the one who died..."

Cyril pondered: "It's not very convenient for us to get involved, and I won't be able to tell at that time. In this case, there is only one way——"

Merlin: "Huh?"

He looked at Cyril with a serious expression, and touched his upper coat pocket—and unfortunately found nothing.

Cyrillic:"……"

Embarrassed for a moment.

Cyril turned his head and looked at the magician rather helplessly: "Your Excellency Merlin."

Merlin: "If you need help, please tell me!"

"That's right, I want to ask you..." Cyril's lips moved, as if it was difficult to speak, but in the end he was cruel and said: "Did you bring your mobile phone?"

"…………what?"

"If you have it, please lend it to me. I'll call the police."

"...Oh, call the police. Call the police???"

The thinking of magicians is still not modernized.

In modern society, investigating cases, arresting murderers, rescuing abducted children, and sending children home are all the responsibilities of the police.

At this time, calling the police is of course the most convenient and effective way.

however.

The former online dating partners who used to never leave their mobile phones and chat across the world anytime, anywhere stared at each other for a long time.

Although it couldn't be seen on the surface, Cyril, who remembered the black history, was a little unhappy.

Merlin... Merlin began to feel guilty again.

"No? That's fine, I..."

"No, yes, I always carry my mobile phone with me-uh, here it is, you can use it."

As soon as Cyril opened his mouth, the magician, who was still hesitant, agreed on a conditioned reflex. When he realized it afterwards, it was too late to regret it, so he took out the cell phone (hidden somewhere) and handed it to Cyril. .

"Ok, thank you."

After getting the mobile phone, Cyril didn't think about anything else, he just needed to make a call with His Excellency Merlin's mobile phone. Fortunately, he happened to pay attention to the alarm call of Fuyuki City before...

"..."

"..."

The moment he saw the screen of the magician's mobile phone, the blond young man's barely warm expression suddenly froze and fell into the winter.

He didn't speak, and for a long time, his eyes were fixed on the screen.

It's really shocking... No, this is clearly an expression of being so angry that I can't say anything!

The problem lies in the screen saver set by the magician.

In this respect, Your Excellency Merlin is quite ahead of the times.

His cell phone screen saver is a picture of someone he likes.

Well, that is the picture of Cyril.

However, Cyril recognized at a glance that this photo was obviously taken secretly.

The background of the photo is a noisy and crowded ramen restaurant.

The blond-haired young man takes up most of the picture, and it seems that he was photographed very close.The close-up shows him holding a chopstick in each hand, struggling with the noodles with a tangled face, and the moment when the noodles slipped into the bowl splashed the soup all over his face.

Obviously at that moment, the blond young man at that time must have felt a little bit embarrassed and annoyed, but the person who took the photo did not know how many filters he had added to him, and he insisted on taking a gentle and moving picture of him, even the drop of soup splashed on the tip of his nose was glistening glow.

Oh, by the way, there is a small mosaic of mystery in the lower left corner of the photo.

Cyril guessed it from memory, the mosaic should be blurred by Uchiha Obito who was sitting opposite him at that time, reaching out to try to teach him how to hold chopsticks.

...What a stingy man.

What an impolite person to secretly take pictures of others without saying anything in advance, and even set the photos as screensavers—what an indescribable man!

"...You are really unreasonable!"

"What? This sentence again? Why did I suddenly fall into the bad treatment of the previous Caster?!...Ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It's so cute I can't help-"

"Your Excellency Merlin, please don't talk anymore, don't talk! Shut up! Okay, please keep silent... Hehe."

Cyril pressed his chest, and couldn't help thinking deeply for a few seconds, whether he would be pissed to death by the magician first, or he would be killed by the surging curse first.

Forget it.

It is good to be alive, for the sake of life, he took a deep breath.

My lovely niece, Mordred, said that white magicians can't be ignored, and now Cyril has a deep understanding.

He really ignored Merlin now, ignored the phone screen and called the police.Without waiting for the police to ask about the reporter's situation, he hung up the phone directly, which took no more than 3 minutes.

After the phone call, Cyril cast a warming spell on the children who were still asleep, and then changed them to a more comfortable position.It took about ten minutes for the police to arrive, and he was still worried that they would get sick.

Finally, a series of small details are done.

Cyril breathed a sigh of relief. After confirming that the police had arrived and took all the children away, he left with the only Sakura who didn't need to stay here.Incidentally, during this process, he still ignored the magician.

Merlin (sad): "...Wow."

He wanted to persevere in pursuit.

However, in the second after he stepped forward, an extremely strong sense of crisis hit his face, making Merlin secretly think that something was wrong, and abruptly retracted his foot.

"This kind of ominous premonition that as long as you catch up, you will be blasted into the face by the holy sword and the holy spear... No, no, you still have to follow. It's how it is written in love stories, for Love, face the difficulties?"

"You'd better not follow."

A voice came faintly from the front.

"Because, every time you take a step forward, it will wear away a little of my goodwill for you."

"...Oh no, Cyril!"

Merlin, the magician of flowers with a rough love, was rejected here, very pitiful.

Cyril decided to keep going.

Although His Excellency Merlin helped him a lot in this Black Holy Grail incident, since he always did some good deeds and raised his favorability a little, he would quickly reveal his true nature, and then use the hard-earned favor Swipe it and drop it back - there is no such thing as being cruel or not, so ignore it.

He took Sakura back to the small apartment building where Kariya Matou was housed.

Probably because they appeared so abruptly in the living room, the white-haired man who was sitting on the sofa staring blankly at the wall was suddenly taken aback.

"Mr. Cyril, you are back, I haven't waited for you for so many days, I... Ah, Sakura!"

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Matou Kariya, I encountered an accident on the way back, and I was delayed for a while to get back. You said it has been a few days? God, this is really..."

Matou Kariya took a few steps and moved closer to Cyril's side, raising and lowering his hands, as if he had nowhere to put them, he was very cramped.

Cyril understood his feelings, Dang even handed Xiao Ying over to the eager man, and asked him to carefully hold the sleeping little girl in his arms.

Not being possessed by the Black Holy Grail, the little girl's face looked much more normal, unlike before, even if she was unconscious, she still had a stiff face.

"Great, great, great." Like a treasure, the man kept chanting these three words, and that haggard and exhausted face seemed to be injected with endless vitality at this moment.

"I have a house of my own outside, and some deposits... When Sakura gets better, she can go to school, stop learning magic, and become a magician. Ah, if she really wants to learn, then she can go to school." ...Okay, follow her."

Cyril patiently listened to Mr. Customer's ramblings, and listened to all the arrangements that had been in the man's imagination for at least ten years.

This is unbearable and understandable.Therefore, even though Cyril felt very tired and Matou Kariya kept standing and forgot to sit down, he didn't interrupt and listened to the end with a smile.

At the same time, he also noticed that in the man's arrangement, the option of sending Sakura back to her original home seemed to be deliberately avoided.

Matou Kariya is extremely repulsive to Matou Sakura's biological father, perhaps because he resents Tohsaka Tokiomi for sending the innocent girl into the devil's lair and completely ignores it, or there is also the original jealousy towards that man.What is the reason? People who have nothing to do with it can't tell, so Cyril didn't ask any more questions.

After an unknown period of time, the man stopped chattering.

The reason is that Sakura woke up.

"Well……"

When she woke up from Uncle Kariya's arms, Sakura's eyes were still confused.

But soon, the pupils focus.She saw clearly the blond young man smiling at her not far away, and because she felt unfamiliar, she subconsciously shrank towards her uncle's chest.

"Don't be afraid, Sakura. Mr. Cyril is our savior."

Matou Kariya quickly said to Sakura, his tone full of gratitude to Cyril.

However, it is still too difficult for a little girl with a bad mental state to understand things that adults may not be able to understand immediately after suffering such ordeals.Therefore, Sakura just grabbed Matou Kariya's clothes, not daring to look at Cyril.

Cyril didn't care at all, and instead said to Matou Kariya: "Sakura may still be afraid, Mr. Matou Kariya should stay with her for a while longer. I'll go to the kitchen and make medicine for you, and find some medicines by the way. There are no ingredients to cook with."

"It's really troublesome for you. I, uh, am still not good at taking care of children... Oh, by the way, as for the ingredients, Berserker went to buy them, and he's about to come back soon."

"..."

"What, what's wrong?"

"You just said, Berserker...? He, went out to buy ingredients?"

Kariya Matou: "Huh? That's right, Berserker has been going out to buy groceries these days."

Cyrillic:"……"

Sure enough, there was no sign of the armored knight in the corner.

However, why did the almost irrational Berserker become sober enough to go out and buy groceries after seeing him for a few days?

Unbelievable.

Something must have happened.

The only people who would do such "boring" and meaningless things, as if—

"Bang!"

There was a rumbling sound, and whoever was talking about it would arrive. There was a sound from the door, and then the door opened, and a silent and tall man appeared in the entrance.

Wearing a head of slightly curly blue hair, a melancholy handsome man wearing the most common white shirt and black trousers on the street looks like a model, holding a large bag of vegetables in his hand, standing there stiffly, looking forward in a daze.

Cyril was located in the center of the place covered by the fiery gaze, but he didn't show any tension at all, and the calm gaze that returned contained a trace of inconspicuous coldness.

"Kang..."

The vegetable bag fell to the ground, and the expression of the melancholy handsome man at this time is called varied, deep and dignified, hesitating to speak.

"The Duke of Cornwall..."

It's hard for him to recognize Cyril who has changed his appearance.It can be seen that the consciousness is really awake.

Before Cyril could speak, he heard another thud.

Berserker Lancelot, who seemed very sober, looked gloomy and knelt on the ground without saying a word.

The floor seemed to be punched with such a heavy blow, but fortunately it was strong enough to hold on.

Kariya Matou and Sakura were frightened.

Cyril was not frightened, but his eyebrows seemed to be raised lightly inadvertently.

The melancholy man who knelt down at the slightest disagreement lowered his head, as if he had no face to face the person in front of him and could only bow his head.

He didn't speak, and Cyril just stared at him quietly.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Then, Cyril asked.

Sure enough, he went through a lot of hard and painful inner entanglements - even Cyril could see that this gentleman had a lot of inner drama, isn't it tiring? Finally said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, I really don't know how to face you."

"Then you can stand up, lift up the dishes, and put them in the kitchen." Instead of kneeling still with a bang.

"..."

Even after saying that, Lancelot still didn't move.

"I broke my promise with you, and I am ashamed of you."

"So, sir, what are you talking about." Cyril began to breathe calmly, "Suddenly talking to himself, saying that he owed me something, but I—well, I don't know what you mean. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

As soon as the voice fell, Lancelot immediately said: "Of course I didn't admit my mistake! It's you, Cyril, Duke of Cornwall."

"Oh, um, yes, it's me."

"Then there's nothing wrong with it." Lancelot said with a sad expression, "I didn't do what I promised you, but—"

Cyril felt a little headache, no, it got worse, it was a splitting headache.

Although he was still smiling: "Well, what else?"

"instead--"

Sad, deplorable, exasperating.

Lancelot was immersed in great sadness and guilt, and he didn't even hear that Cyril's tone was wrong, let alone that his expression was already trying to maintain it.

He actually filled up the word "rather" in one go.

"I am ashamed of your trust, betrayed my colleagues, and killed your four juniors!"

"........."

humming, humming.

What is this... sound?

Kariya Matou, who had become a bystander again, raised his chin, almost thinking that he was wrong.

The most gentle and kind Mr. Cyril, the expression at this time...

"Well, that's right. I know what happened after my death. Later generations have described it in great detail in their works."

Cyril was actually still laughing.

Yes, he is smiling.He tried his best to maintain a smile—but an extremely abrupt cross of anger popped out of his forehead.

"Thank you, Mr. Lancelot, for remembering so clearly that you killed my [four] nephews, and for reminding me repeatedly that my [four] nephews were killed by you. Kill—the fact."

"Really, thank you so much for reminding me of my lovely [four] nephews. Thanks to your reminder, I realized..."

"If you don't fix you, rub your head in the dirt, or hang your legs upside down from the top of the Fuyuki Bridge, it's not enough to calm my heartache!"

Lancelot (dumb): "...Huh?"

1 minute later.

The knight Lancelot, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, was really hung upside down on the bridge of the Fuyuki Bridge, facing the cold sea wind.

This might be a good place to reflect.

It can remind him of the voices and smiles of Gao Wenqing and others, and express deep apologies and thoughts to them who are probably all in the Hall of Valor but cannot come out...

what.

Just right.

Lancelot staggered, looking through the hair floating in front of his eyes, he saw the bridge below and the two familiar figures who were facing each other on the bridge at the moment——

"..."

"A...Arthurrrrrrrrrr!!!"