[Fate] Box and Servant

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The flames overflowing from the body were scorching hot and dazzling, licking the pale bones with a sizzle.The wide-edged knife is extremely sharp, cutting through the scorched place and unloading the huge bone wing.

The bone demon endured the pain, it can be said that she has long been used to it.She fell from the sky without one bone wing, and the rest tried hard to resist the attack. The bone feathers she shot were turned into ashes in the flames, and all attacks seemed powerless.The drastic gap, here is a distance that the bone demon can't close.Although the Balrog hadn't fully regained his abilities, he was able to push the Bone Demon into a desperate situation.

Desperate...?The Bone Demon could no longer lower his stiff eyelids, and there was a mockery in his stagnant blue pupils.The bone demon felt that her thoughts were ridiculous, no one had ever forced her, she was the one who walked into desperation step by step.What is lost can never come back, even if it is made by oneself, it will be destroyed.

The fantasy oasis is no longer as beautiful as it was before, everything is like that day, and the flames of the sky swept away all the beauty.The Balrog didn't show mercy, and neither did he this time.

With just a dazzle, the hot broad-bladed knife pierced through the bone demon's body, and the bones shattered into pieces, which fell like blood.

"It hurts so much." What came to my ears was the sound of bones breaking from my body.The hand full of cracks was raised, and the fingertips touched the blade. The tongue of fire curled around the fingers, and they turned into dust in the blink of an eye.Feeling the pain in his heart, the bone demon imagined blinking his eyes as usual, and looked at his sister playfully and tenderly, but realized that he couldn't do it anymore, but she felt that it didn't matter anymore, everything didn't matter anymore.

"Ah." Balrog's arm exerted force, and pushed the knife a little further.The thin flames spread out, filling the bone demon's body.The Balrog's voice lowered a little, and it sounded like the tone she used when coaxing the Bone Demon to sleep a long time ago. She said, "It won't hurt soon, just bear with it."

"Yeah." The bone demon nodded obediently, touched the wound with another hand, and said in a little surprise: "I thought, with this appearance... I won't have a heart anymore, and I won't feel it. It hurts... the current Nia is just like a corpse, isn't it? Ah... Come to think of it, Nia herself was born on the Mount of Bones... and my sister is in the flames of hell. Where my sister lives , I’m afraid. But sister, I’m not afraid at all. At that time, I often looked up at the dark sky, and the flame trail you left across the sky when you spread your wings was my favorite sight.”

"The me at that time..." Balrog moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he pressed his lips tightly together and swallowed the words into his heart.

"Happy and pure." The bone demon tilted his head, and said with a smile, "I, my sister, Xingyin are both, so pure." For the eyes of the abyss, when she raised her hand, she found that it had been broken into pieces.

The bone demon looked around again, and as her gaze fell, the oasis in the illusion gradually returned to a green and quiet appearance.This is her last sliver of strength... In the end, let her see more.

"Can you hug me, sister?" Bone Demon asked Balrog, "Finally, at least let me..."

Before she finished speaking, the knife that was deep in the chest was pulled out violently, and the flames it brought brushed against the cold face of the bone demon, and the scorching heat eroded the bones, but made her feel abnormally warm.

The Balrog threw the knife into the grass, and stretched out his hands to embrace the Bone Demon into his arms.

Her youngest sister, a sister with a soft smile like a flower.It has always been the treasure in her heart, the pearl held in her hand from the shell.The younger sister in her arms has the appearance of a hell monster, her body is no longer soft and touchable.The cloud-like blond hair turned into bone spurs, leaving traces of blood on the palm of his hand when he stroked past.

Although the Balrog was heartbroken, he didn't care at all.In her arms is Nia, who loves the cute and coquettish Nia.

The flames of hell overflowed from the wound on the Bone Demon's chest, entwining the Bone Demon like a snake.

The younger sister in the arms, the oasis in the illusion.With all the too good memories and regrets turned into ashes falling on the dust, I can never go back and everything will not be the same.

The Balrog spread his hands tremblingly, the gray hands in his palms were still entwined with flames.She clenched tightly, her nails digging into the flesh of her palm.The illusion without the support of magic power dissipated in the blink of an eye, and the howling wind came from the barren desert, and the icy air enveloped her heavily.

At the same time, the ground shook violently.Looking towards the city of Pandora from where the Balrog was, a golden platform densely covered with strange blood-red totems rose from the ground, as if it was about to penetrate the clouds, casting a layer of light that could not be ignored.

And at the top of the platform is the mighty king——Gilgamesh.

Archer's mouth was bloodied and there were countless bloodstains on his body, which intertwined with the tattoos and appeared strangely alluring.Standing on a high place, he looked down on Saber who was lying on the ground gasping for breath due to the severe pain, and with a soft snort, he connected the two golden swords together, and with a click, he turned his wrists, and the long sword turned into a long bow.

The first arrow was flashed by Saber, brushed the side of his face and went deep into the ground. Archer didn't care, the arrow wasn't meant to kill Saber.If he let his favorite opponent die so easily, the end of the game would be too boring.

The rays of light emanate from the arrows and penetrate the clouds!In the boundless mysterious universe, the magic treasure that seems to be a satellite slowly unfolds its original appearance, just like the awakened resurrection flower.

This is the true appearance of Archer's trump card, the Noble Phantasm - the final sword Enki.

Endless scorching heat ignited in the red eyes, blood oozes from the wound on the shoulder, and the blood slides down the muscle lines to the back of the hand, forming an incomparably enchanting blood-colored totem.Holding the 'destruction', the oldest king roared loudly that the doomsday is coming: "The flames of calamity are falling from the sky! The raging waves of Napistine are coming—!"

The Star of Destruction gathers strength, and the arrow is formed and shot like a meteorite, but it suddenly disappears in the air, and there are faint fluctuations of dark red light in the quiet and dark sky for a few seconds.

Just like the bloodstains and tattoos on the king's body, the blood-colored ancient magic circle quickly unfolded centered on the disappearance of the arrows, and seemed to cover the entire sky——!The dazzling light suddenly appeared, and the magic circle was completely exposed in everyone's sight, but what it brought was not just this little bit of panic.

"Tear apart the space! Devour the heavens and the earth! My beloved sword, let the bastards see your beauty with their own eyes! Heroic spirits, curse your stupidity for daring to challenge the King of Heroes!" Archer opened his arms , raised his head and looked at the sky, violent magic fluctuations shook everyone's hearts.

The flood poured down from the magic circle, like blood gushing from the wound in the sky.

"If you are rejoicing for victory, it is too early, O King of Heroes!" The silver armored swordsman stood up like a beam of light in the chaos, the strong sound of water could not cover his words, and the wind and sand could not cover his words. Look at the way he holds the sword.

"What...?!" Archer opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and suddenly the ear-piercing sound of a long sword cutting through the air rang out.

The flood that falls from the sky is also sea water, and it wants to turn into a tsunami and swallow the king.They are raging ocean currents and the darkness of the deep sea, covering all the light just to bring the living beings to death.

However, there is a golden light that is completely different from the King of Heroes, coming from the darkest place, splitting all evils, and bringing the hope of saving the world. holy sword!

"EX——CALIBUR——!!"

Where did it endow the swordsman with supreme magic power, the bursting golden light evaporated the falling flood and broke through the clouds——!

"Holy Swordsman——!"

When the light of victory split the Star of Destruction in two, what the King of Heroes uttered was a cry of defeat.

At the same time, it is also the last second of his existence in this world.The rebellious king blocked everything, but finally tasted the taste of defeat, returning to nothingness in this golden torrent.

The holy swordsman half-kneeled on the wet sand, the holy sword supporting his body.The hand holding the hilt tightened, and the armor made a painful sound, Saber forced herself to stand up.He looked into the distance, felt the magic power belonging to the master, and took a step.

Something must have happened to the box.

When Saber connected to him swung his last sword, the huge magic power gushing out of his body made him tremble uncontrollably.The broken ribs and serious injuries recovered little by little with his steps, and the too strong energy made Saber a little flustered.

He ran in the barren sand, hating himself so much why he couldn't transform into a spirit body.The scenery on both sides quickly skipped, and he didn't know how long he ran until a blood-red figure appeared in front of him.

In the silent desert, stood a silent Balrog.

She is a box, but her red hair has become as dazzling as a flame.

Saber's heart tightened, and she hurried forward.Hearing the sound of footsteps, Box turned around, and slowly raised his head to look at Saber, when his abyss-like eyes could no longer reflect Saber's face.

Box smiled a little embarrassedly, and said apologetically, "You pulled me back with great difficulty, but now you still can't go back."

Saber didn't speak, but stepped forward and put her palm on the side of the box's face.Bend slightly, lifted Box's face, and kissed those bitter lips.

The familiar cool aroma reappeared, and the box trembled his eyelashes, and did not refuse.

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When the torrent fell from the sky and swallowed the plane still in the air, the panic in people's eyes turned into despair. Seeing that the city would be destroyed, the moon-white light gushing out from the ground formed a mask visible to the naked eye, protecting the entire city Next, even the plane that almost fell was lifted back onto the orbit by an invisible force.

Then a dazzling golden light in the distance repelled the flood. Although people didn't know what happened, they knew they had escaped.This is a catastrophe that is completely irresistible.

The white light of the moon dissipated, and the drizzle fell, which was extremely soft.The water vapor in the air is very strong, and I feel comfortable when I smell it.All the screens in the city flashed white light, and what was reproduced on the screen revealed a beautiful face familiar to the residents of the city.

On the leaflets of the church, oil paintings, statues...the goddess can be seen-Pandora.

The owner of the city, the god worshiped by the church.

Pandora's smile is like a slowly blooming rose, so soft and charming that everyone can't take their eyes off her. Her lips are slightly parted, and the voice she reveals has the magic power to calm people's hearts.

"I am Pandora, my people, please rest assured that no natural disasters can fall on this land. The light just now is the glory of the saint who sacrificed her life for the moat. The peace of everyone. Whether it is my disciples or those who have doubts about me, as long as they step in my city, they are my people. Please rest assured, I have returned to the temple and will protect everyone here."

The speaking speed is slow, and the extremely soft voice is naturally unaffected.People stared intently at Pandora's tearful eyes, feeling pain in their hearts.

Unable to find Sakura Matou, Weber, who was smoking a cigarette in the living room, was also staring at the screen, but he frowned tightly, and the rider beside him looked even more displeased.

"It's a terrible existence." Wei Bo exhaled a puff of smoke, and said softly into the smoke.

"Shameless thief." Mordred said disdainfully, pointing at the goddess on the screen and roaring: "Obviously the father saved everyone!"

"Calm down, kid." Rider patted Mordred's head and said, "You hypocritical liar, don't worry."

"Starting tomorrow, believers will parade for the sacrifice of the saint. Please don't panic when you see her. Please also pray for the saint so that she can rest in my arms."

As she spoke, Pandora shed a crystal tear.

"It's disgusting to watch." Weber said displeasedly as he squeezed out the cigarette.

The author has something to say: condense the plot to speed up the speed!

Two or so lines in the final dialogue between Arthur and Gilgamesh were adapted from the original FP script.

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