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When Qingxu faced the girl he was thinking about day and night, the action he showed was absolutely top-notch.

On the way to the Einzbern Annex, the Mercedes Benz 300SL that Saber and Alice Viel were riding in was stopped.

It was already late at night, but there were still some lights on the road anyway, and the Servant who had never appeared in front of the two of them in the melee on Warehouse Street a few hours ago, in other words, it was either Caster or Assassin— —Considering that since Assassin hid on purpose, it is impossible to reappear at this time, the former is more likely.

The only strange thing is that the opponent doesn't seem to have any fighting spirit.

The male Servant blocking the way was smiling, it was a smile of pure joy when seeing relatives and friends reunited after a long absence, but Saber didn't know him.

Just when Saber was still puzzled, Caster bowed his head respectfully, knelt on the asphalt road as if he was meeting the king's courtiers and said, "I've been waiting for a long time, Your Highness the Holy Maiden."

"...Hmm...???" Saber was at a loss.

Irisviel who got off the car saw this scene and asked, "Saber, do you know this person?"

"No, I don't have the slightest impression of him—"

Hearing Saber's words, Caster raised his head and eagerly distinguished: "Oh, how can you say that? Don't you remember me?"

Saber frowned, "Anyway, this is the first time I've met you—maybe you made a mistake somewhere, you recognized the wrong person."

"Oh, woo woo woo..."

Caster whimpered in pain, inserted his hands into his hair, and his ecstatic and urgent expression just now suddenly became extremely sad. This magic face-changing skill is really amazing.

"It's me! I am Gilles de Rais, your most loyal servant forever! I have been looking forward to your resurrection, and I have been waiting for the day when I can meet you again. It is for this purpose that I You just came here, Jeanne!"

"Gilles de Rais...?" Saber repeated the name. According to what the other party said, Caster probably mistook her for that "Jeanne Arc", "I have never heard of your name, and I don’t know what Joan of Arc is.”

"Why... Could it be that you have forgotten everything? Have you forgotten everything about your life?"

Saber didn't know how to answer his question, which was obviously asked to the wrong person, but declared with a bit of seriousness: "Since you have already reported your name, I will also tell you my real name as a knight's gift." You. My name is Arturia, son of Uther Pendragon, King of Britain."

Caster froze for a moment, Saber breathed a sigh of relief with a thoughtful expression, but she soon realized that she was obviously too naive, because after the man in front of him came back to his senses, he beat the ground with both hands more and more sadly , "How sad and deplorable this is! Not only have you lost your memory, but you have even lost your mind... You... You! God, why are you so cruel to my beautiful girl!"

Saber was very depressed about the "amnesia" imposed on her by the other party, "What the hell are you talking about, I wasn't—"

However, Caster interrupted her with an excited expression, "Joan of Arc, it is understandable that you don't want to admit it. You were more pious than anyone else, and you believed deeply in you than anyone else, but you were abandoned by God Now, God didn’t give you any help or rescue when you were judged to be a witch and executed, so it’s not unreasonable for you to be like this now..."

...it was impossible to communicate.

The other party didn't intend to listen to her at all, but just thought she was "Joan of Arc", imagined the symptoms of amnesia for Saber without authorization, and even made up a plausible reason for amnesia, and then believed in his own imagination.

Since it didn't make sense, Saber also felt that there was no need to continue talking, so she simply swung her sword at the other party.

***

Ryunosuke spread the opened intestines on a long table. The owner of the intestines, a young girl, was disembowelled, but she was still alive, convulsed by the severe pain in her body.

The so-called practice makes perfect, Ryunosuke has reached a very high level of control over life and death, and has maintained this state without letting the girl die for half an hour. During this period, he has been doing his own "creation" .

As for Qingbe, who was always with him, after finding his target from the crystal ball, he went out quickly, probably planning to find the blond girl.

Ryunosuke Yusheng tapped the tuning fork on the side of the table, and then repeatedly poked different parts of the intestines. The poor girl kept making different high and low sounds because of this continuous stimulation.

"Here is do...here is re, here is mi! Very good..."

Ryunosuke carefully identified the girl's screams, and pinned the signs with the logo to the girl's intestines respectively.

He wanted to make a human musical instrument. Although there was a record of failure in making human umbrellas before, he was not discouraged and devoted his greatest enthusiasm to the work in front of him.

He is always so excited about his creations.

With a happy mood, Ryunosuke was like a pianist, playing on the poor girl's intestines, but when he poked the same part again, the girl made a different sound from before—— Thinking about it, the stimulation of the same part does not necessarily mean that she will always make the same sound.

"Oops...failed again."

Ryunosuke scratched the back of his head angrily.

Awakened by the high and low screams, Takano Munejun stood in the shadow of a blind spot on one side with a gloomy face. He was a little nervously hypotensive. He came here, and he felt a lot of resentment when he was woken up halfway through his sleep.

If it was Aosuke who did this, he might not dare to do anything, but Ryunosuke...

In most cases, Yusheng Ryunosuke is actually a guy with a good personality. Although his hobbies are a bit weird, for Takano Sosumi who has been excluded from the killing list by him as a companion, Ryunosuke's tolerance Very high level.

Just when he was about to go forward and give Ryunosuke a hard time, the air suddenly became heavier.

"Ah, welcome back, Dana." Ryunosuke, who was still very depressed just now, immediately regained his vitality, and shouted happily to the side.

Takano Sosumi stopped in his tracks.

From his position, he couldn't see the scene from that angle, but it was conceivable that Qingxu should be back.

It is about one or two o'clock in the morning at the beginning of the next day. Although the sun and starry sky cannot be seen in this dark world to judge the time, the scuffle I saw in the crystal ball before probably happened in the evening just before nightfall. According to his fatigue level after falling asleep and being woken up, the current moment can be roughly distinguished.

Takano Sosumi couldn't see the blue beard, but Ryunosuke could see it very clearly: Compared with the happy blue beard when he just went out to find the blond girl, he seemed to have encountered something very unpleasant outside at this time , with no expression on his face, completely numb.

Although he was worried, he couldn't wait to report the failed masterpiece to Qingxu.

"... Dana, I'm sorry, it seems that the instrument is really difficult to make, but I—"

However, Aosuke didn't seem to listen to his words at all. Ryunosuke's cheerful voice was obviously such a unique existence in this hopeless magic workshop, but that voice seemed to be covered with a layer of veil. Can't hear clearly.

Blue Beard's head was completely occupied by the blonde girl.

Every inch, every minute, every centimeter, every cell, together with the folds and grooves of the brain, is thinking of the same figure.

That was originally his hope, his belief, the existence he wholeheartedly lived for.

His life had no meaning before he met that girl, and after losing that girl, his life no longer had any brilliance, only endless black and thick gray filled it.

Qingxu obviously has a noble background, good upbringing, and strong strength, but he is willing to hide in this dark and damp crypt, living like a mouse, precisely because of the only wish he entrusted to the Holy Grail.

Want to see her again.

——As long as the girl's figure can be reflected in those dim eyes again, any price is worthwhile.

Qingxu obviously thought so, but when this wish was really realized, when the girl really appeared in front of him, he realized that he wanted more.

Just now, he went to see his girl, but who knows that the girl acted like she didn't know him at all, and even wanted to draw her sword at him!

His girl forgot him, she didn't remember him at all, she forgot the friendship they had side by side, the little things they had together, and the existence of him once in her life.

...how is this possible!

This-how-how-can-can-! ! !

Qingxu can pretend that nothing happened and stay by the girl's side, pretending that he has never been stained with the blood of innocent people, he can even watch the girl fall into another person's arms, as long as the girl is still happy, as long as the girl is still his It's a friend... Even if it's an ordinary friend who can't be more ordinary, it doesn't matter even if it's just a nodding acquaintance.

But he cannot tolerate forgetting.

His life is colorful only when he is by the girl's side, that is his only memory worth recalling, a precious memory, so he can't tolerate the girl forgetting him and their time together.

His girl looked at him with a hint of hostility and [-]% suspicion. This gaze hurt his heart. His body was like a burning candle, feeling the real burning pain.

The remaining rationality seemed to remind him that maybe she was not a real girl, but the madness that had been integrated into the bone marrow and life quickly suppressed the last trace of rationality at the bottom.

……no no!That must, yes, girl!That must, if, girl!

It was the miracle he had been pursuing for a long time, and it was his stubbornness and madness that made the Holy Grail recognize him and realize his wish!

His madness gnawed away his reason, and he could no longer accept the extinction of the dawn that was right in front of him.

——At this time, Qingxu completely forgot that a few days ago, a six-year-old boy calmly rejected the dawn in front of him, but he also grasped the last hope of survival.

……correct!

is God!

It is a hateful god!

It was the vicious god who took the girl away from him, and is still preventing him from recognizing the girl even today!

"……not enough."

"Hey?"

Ryunosuke, whose speech was interrupted, looked at Aosuke with a surprised look, and suddenly pressed the face of the panting girl fiercely.

"It's not enough at all! This level..."

"Ah? Yes, I also discovered this... ah?"

Ryunosuke, who was continuing the conversation between the chicken and the duck, also had to stop, because Qingxu was so hard that he could see the raised meridian on the back of the hand, and the girl's head was pinched into a ball by him.

Creak, creak.

The screams that echoed for a long time came to an abrupt end.

Ryunosuke finally understood that Aosuke was in extreme agitation, so he completely ignored his own existence, but he could understand such madness-because when he himself was completely immersed in something, he also That's why he didn't feel disobedient at all.

"Damn God, Joan's soul is still bound up until now and refuses to let go! The blasphemous sacrifices are not enough!"

...it must be so!

sacrifice!

Yes, sacrifices must be constantly offered, to blaspheme the damned god, to force him to let go of the pure maiden's soul!

In this way, the girl will definitely be able to truly wake up, regain her soul, remember him, and remember every bit of them!

Qingxu roared to the sky full of anger, as if he was declaring war against the unknown object, his hands were still stained with the girl's brain and blood, yellow, red, and white were mixed together and dripped down the fingertips , that frantic posture made Takano Munejun, who was watching on the sidelines, suffocate.

——It was at this time that he discovered his aura because of this suffocation. Qingxu suddenly turned his head and stared closely at the void where Zong Chun was in the darkness.

(……Oops!)

He felt that his eyes and Qingxu's eyes met in the void, and the muscles behind him twitched, making him froze.

Zong Chun didn't deliberately want to avoid Qingxu at first, but for some reason, when he saw Qingxu's crazy posture, he unconsciously curled up and held his breath, trying to avoid that person's attention .

This may be a kind of intuition about danger, he is very clearly aware that at this time, Qingbeard has no reason to speak of, and he just wants to vent his inner depression on anyone he can see.

Of course, Ryunosuke can't do it. After all, he is Qingxu's Master anyway, and he is the support of Qingxu's appearance in the world. Qingxu's remaining rationality prevents the idea of ​​doing something against Ryunosuke, but if Zong Chun is caught by him Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't get any special preferential treatment - even if Qingxu may feel regretful and regretful after recovering, it will have no effect on Zong Chun, who is already a pile of rotten meat.

Zong Chun wanted to retreat and escape, but he was worried that his movements would attract more attention. He was still holding on to the last sliver of luck, but while he was hesitating, the sky didn't hear his cry at all, and Qingxu stared at him. Where he is, walking towards him step by step...

The cold sweat on the forehead gathered into a large drop, and it slid down the brow bone, feeling itchy, and the palms of the clenched hands were sticky, and the brain forgot how to breathe. The fish on the shore opened his mouth to breathe, but he found that his throat was very dry and his breathing muscles seemed to be paralyzed.

(This time it's really bad...!)

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