gaze of war

"She's here because I'm here."

Kotomine Kirei didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

Not even the eyes have changed.

He did not avoid Lancer's provocative gaze, and frankly looked back at Lancer with those dark brown, empty eyes.

Slowly, the corners of Kotomine Kirei's lips rose, revealing a smile.

He described it as a mess, with a smear of dust on his cheeks, and his short brown hair was a little messy from the rapid battle just now.But his eyes and his upright posture all showed a kind of awe-inspiring and dazzling that made Lancer quite an eyesore.

"...Ridiculous. Could it be that I am attached to Her Highness herself? I am a servant at her feet, a sharp knife in her hand, an emissary in her world, a tool, and a follower of this great queen. What I follow It's the essence of Your Highness, it's war and death, not the appearance she presents as 'Morigan'. Whether it's 'Badpoor' or 'Morrigan', it's the same to me."

The fanatic of the goddess raised her head slightly.

His eyes penetrated the void and landed in the unknown.

As if looking up at the gods' court above the dome, Kotomine Kirei's expression was pious and illusory, with fanaticism in his eyes.

"Footsteps are drums. Dance is killing. When she spreads her wings, death falls on the earth. No matter how loudly she cries or struggles with all her might, no one can escape her dark breath."

Diarmuid Odina asked for a goddess called Morrigan.

What Karamine Kirei wants is the incarnation of war and death.

"What you and I are obsessed with is something completely different, Heroic Spirit. It's just that war, death and 'Morrigan' just happen to be one at this time." Kotomine Kirei said quietly.

Lancer pursed his lips, his cheeks tensed.

Kotomine Kirei followed Morrigan's essence.

...So, what about him?

Who is he after?

Is it the girl who lightly jumped to his chest in the night when the starlight shines through the window and sprinkles on the bedside?

Is it the majestic Goddess of War who brings victory to the battlefield?

Or... that black-winged God of Death who cried beside him when he was dying?

Diarmuid stood there in a daze.

He looked a little confused, a little apprehensive, and a little anxious because of the questions he couldn't find the answer to.

He remembered the touch of Morrigan's fingertips tenderly touching his cheek.

Think of the wind that blows like laughter when the battle is won.

Those black eyes that were blurred by tears once stabbed his soul like that.

He still remembered that when he was lying powerlessly on the ground, the toxins were destroying his body, life was passing away, and the light was gradually disappearing, the pale goddess bowed to him, and then shed tears.

【... She loves me. 】

When this fact was discovered, the dying warrior felt miraculous joy amidst despair and pain.

Diarmuid's eyes overflowed with tenderness.

……Ah.

Almost misled by this man.

What he Diarmuid wanted was always the same person.

The goddess of war and death, and as a warrior he looked up to her.

A maiden named Morrigan, whom he loved as a man.

Diarmuid Odina is both a warrior and a man.

Morrigan is both a goddess and a woman.

There's no need to separate her into parts, or to agonize over her cruel side.

Because no matter what appearance she showed, she was always the god who used to sit on the throne of God, and she was also the girl who had lost the appearance of a god and played tricks on him slyly.She would be furious at his devotion of loyalty and life to others, and hard at heart when he ignored her.

She killed the lord he had entrusted with false loyalty, and connected the murderer with him.Want to make him understand that this objectless loyalty is just self-satisfaction?

This hateful and willful goddess.

Lancer chuckled softly.His face was full of self-deprecating expressions, but also unconcealable joy.But when his gaze fell on Kotomine Kirei, he slightly raised his eyebrows, his expression still showing undisguised disgust.

"The magic power of 'her' is still flowing in your body—but it doesn't belong to you."

Although the man who had already taken off his restraints exuded hostility all over his body, his demeanor and standing posture showed a kind of ease.His red eyes lined with golden red looked at the black-clothed priest in front of him with a smile.

Clenching his hands tightly, the two guns in his hands suddenly dissipated as if they couldn't bear his strength.

He raised his hand and touched the corner of his lips with his fingertips.

Diarmuid smiled arrogantly, stared at Kotomine Kirei with contemptuous eyes, and said meaningfully: "If it wasn't because she valued you..."

Before he finished speaking, Diarmuid stopped himself, turned his head quickly, and looked in the direction where the caster appeared before.

His face tensed up.

magic……

No, that is light.

Innumerable... like star-like dots of power, from the quiet earth, from the gentle wind, from the peaceful green trees, from the quiet night sky, quietly... beautifully, gathered in the same direction.

They are covered on a long sword like tulle, and the blade of light gradually elongates and expands, gathering into a dazzling golden long sword.Golden flames fluttered silently on the entire sword, continuously and continuously bursting out dazzling brilliance, the long sword has already penetrated through the night sky, reflecting the entire darkness with the color of dawn.

Lancer's gaze pierced the darkness, and he clearly saw the Heroic Spirit standing on the water with swords in both hands raised above his head——

The female Knight King was facing the ferocious Dagon Sea Demon, with no fear on her face, and awe-inspiring righteousness burst out of her green eyes.

"Sword of Promised Victory——!!!"

Saber shouted loudly, and slashed down heavily with the long sword.

The golden blade of light, like a long sword that existed in reality, slashed down, cutting everything in front of her in half.Like the Prophet Moses parting the Red Sea, the Noble Phantasm called the Sword of Promised Victory split the entire surface of the water in half.The water flow on both sides exerted hopeless pressure towards the center, but the huge magic power, like a thick wall, completely separated the water flow, revealing a small path at the bottom of the water.

It slashed down with great momentum, splitting the sea monster beyond human imagination in half, and the light burst out violently at that moment.

Diarmuid clearly felt a huge wave of magic power erupting violently, and the aftermath swiftly passed through his body, making his whole body feel a tingling pain like an electric current passing through.

Immediately after the fluctuating force field of magic power, there was a gust of wind spreading from the center of the caster.

Letting the strong wind blow his hair up, Diarmuid stared at the other side with unwavering and cold eyes.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That is……"

The light and shadow of the Sword of Promised Victory has not yet dissipated.

At the tip of the long sword, a huge black shadow is gradually disappearing.

That was - the sea monster summoned by Caster.

Taking pleasure in the suffering of innocents, spreading despair and terror recklessly, treating the life that should be respected as a plaything, playing with and torturing wantonly - such monsters, as a knight, Lancer will never tolerate.No matter how much he regards Saber's master and servant as enemies, he will take revenge after destroying these monsters together with him.

——If Miss Sola hadn't been attacked by someone and her life was threatened, he would never have allowed such a monster to exist in the world.

Of course, that's for Lancer who once abided by the spirit of chivalry.

And now...

Lancer smiled.

That smile looked a little wild, but also tinged with contempt.

His red eyes glowed with war and fanaticism.

"...Saber." Lancer smiled happily and said softly.

Anti-army... No, judging by the momentum of that move, it might be the Anti-City Noble Phantasm.

What a real rival...

Since he didn't come here for victory, he didn't bring all his treasures with him, but he brought two treasures, the red rose that breaks the demon and the yellow rose that must be destroyed, one long and one short. Not good.

But even so, a battle with Saber is inevitable.

...But what about the reason for the fight?

revenge……?

Or just simply fighting...?

Lancer stared at his palm absently.

Because he has been fighting bloody battles with sharp blades in his hands all his life, the edges of his palms where they touch the weapons are already covered with rough and thin calluses.This cocoon exists even on his projection in this world.This, like the scar, symbolizes the glory of battle.

Lancer once pointed to the Lord's thoughts and vowed to win the victory for him with his own strength.He is upright, kind, equal and fair, abides by the spirit of chivalry and restrains his selfish desires, and turns himself into a sword in the hands of the lord, unswerving.

What now……?

Never rage and murder.Never betray.Never cruel, give forgiveness to those who ask for forgiveness.Always give assistance to the lady.Never bully a lady.Never enter into quarrels and fights for love or the advantage of words—

...These are the codes of chivalry that Lancer has abided by all his life, and regretted all his life after breaking them.

The so-called chivalry... What a sacred law for my former self.

Even though he has actually violated it, he still regards it as a law that must be obeyed in life.

Until he turned into an undead and came to another world, he was still deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

But, it's completely different now.

I will rage and kill for any reason.I will act cruelly and spare no enemy.Even if it's a woman, I'll fight as my opponent.I will never betray love.I will fight for my love.

——This is the code of chivalry that belongs only to Diarmuid Odina.

If you want to fight, you can fight.If you want to kill, you can kill.There is no reason and no longer place yourself in justice.

And his target is... Saber and her master.

Lancer turned around.He didn't pay any more attention to Kotomine Kirei, he ran towards where the caster was with a decisive attitude that was completely different from before.

Behind him, Kotomine Kirei lowered his eyes expressionlessly.

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This chapter is mainly about Kirei's self-awakening of the goddess, and lancer's self-awakening of the goddess and lancer.

After stimulating each other, they finally understood what they were looking for.

Maybe I paid too much attention to the development of the plot before, and neglected some detailed descriptions of feelings, which will make some girls feel that the goddess and Kirei are very compatible

In fact... it is specious.

What Kirei follows is the pain and despair brought about by the heroine's essence of war and death.

And what Lancer wants-even if they don't know each other at all-is the existence of the heroine.God or human, he just wanted her.

Not every love can be explained clearly. Sometimes, some people just meet and then fall in love.

After being together, you will start to understand everything about each other.

The heroine is actually the same for lancer.

And lancer actually suppressed himself very much before he became black.Obedience to chivalry is partly due to recognition, and partly due to some circumstances.When he gets rid of his shackles, he will not become a person who can do whatever he wants. It is more likely that he will modify his life rules. These life rules are more casual, free, and even cruel, but he still will comply.

Even fallen, a knight is still a knight.

This chapter of the dog-blood drama is over, and the next chapter will continue the plot-some girls have guessed it!The heroine will not appear in a few chapters.

However, look forward to it!When she comes back, there will be even more dazzling surprises.