[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

Max is a member of the high-ranking Fire Dragon Clan, a direct lineage of the Fire Dragon King, with a fairly pure bloodline.Proud of his dragon identity, he is very disgusted with humans who are inferior creatures in his eyes.However, after signing the contract with Heyamendi, he had a strong possessive desire for his master, thus violating the taboo of the dragon tribe—the recovery of consciousness provided the two dragon kings who were about to get rid of Heyamendi. reasonable excuse.The Fire Dragon King and the Sea Dragon King jointly manipulated Yames' will, using his hand to give Heyamendi an unexpected blow, and added "Dragon King's Curse" to the wound in the heart.The fuse of this accident came from Yames' informant, which led to an irreconcilable conflict between the two - Yames was forcibly sealed in the body by Heyamendi and could not be summoned, and vowed to "never see each other again regardless of life or death." ".

In fact, Yamesi's feelings for his master are very subtle.On the one hand, he denies human beings, and on the other hand, he is deeply trapped in the quagmire of lust for his master. This feeling makes him struggle endlessly.The last straw that broke the camel's back was Heyamendi's wish to "go home".

The tragedy between the master and the slave can be said to be caused by the Fire Dragon King and the Sea Dragon King.They were afraid of Heyamendi's power, and never really trusted her. Yames was just a pawn used to monitor her.Therefore, when the dragon kings learned that Yames, who was a pawn, would regain consciousness because of a weapon, getting rid of the master and slave gradually came up on the agenda.

After exhausting all means, He Yamendi escaped by using the spell of space transfer regardless of his injuries.

Her dragon lay almost peacefully in the dark magic circle on the back of its neck.For a long time to come, that magic circle never lit up again.In the next 100 years, he never set foot in any corner of the Katat Mountains until his death.

She travels through the wind and rain in the human world.

Flowers bloom and fall, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The years have hardly left a mark on her face.The slow metabolism like the dragons greatly slows down the speed of growth and aging.The lifespan of a dragon warlock is very long, as long as the dragon clan on the side of the slave in the contract does not die, the master and the sky can be preserved.

However, the eyes reveal the age.

Deep hatred and desolate love are hidden in those eyes that have frozen all emotions.

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Cheeks were frozen pale.

Space spells belong to advanced magic, a secret skill that only dragon warlocks can master.Excessive use will cause the caster to die, a huge side effect, because manipulating space must be exchanged for shortening life.In order to avoid the pursuers sent by the Dragon King, Heyamendi had to make a life-threatening decision.

Is it because of casting spells with injuries?The exit of the link was far from what was expected.Heyamendi, who originally planned to use the space transfer to return home in one go, unexpectedly discovered that his figure appeared in a barren hill ten kilometers north of the village.

I don't know when it started to snow, and it was getting bigger and bigger.Tens of thousands of snowflakes fell gently on her front and back as if they were alive, jumping on her eyelashes and hands...

In the snowy sky, Heyamendi's body was terribly transparent.The tree branches are covered with snowflakes.The snow covered the mountain tops with no sign of stopping, and it never stopped falling.The whole world is going to be buried in snow.Heyamendi walked with difficulty in the snow that had already covered his calves.

The family members I haven't seen for several years, the faces that are gradually fading in memory, and the anxious mood make my pace faster and faster.There is no clear path in the barren hills. Even near the village where he was born, Heyamendi can only rely on his sixth sense to decide the direction to go.

The sound of wheels crushing snow and ice.A carriage passed by and stopped in front of her. "Don't go any further, the villages in front have been buried by heavy snow." No one can stop her from returning home.He Yamendi looked suspiciously at the driver with a blushing face, ignoring his warning.The coachman who was kindly rejected shook his head regretfully, muttering "It's very dangerous, I don't know if the avalanche has stopped, I have to run for my life", and drove away in the carriage.

avalanche?

He Yamendi, who couldn't read well in his heart, ran like crazy.

She used the "phantom" technique to run for a long time, until her legs were about to break, and her whole body was cold.

There are no villages, no houses, no people.

There is no reason for such a coincidence to happen, there is only one possibility.

Dragon Kings have the power of nature, they can cause natural disasters.

——After Heyamendi fled, the villages in the south were destroyed.Everyone in the village became victims of the Dragon King's wrath, and among them were the parents of He Yamendi who had haunted his dream for many years...

She must take revenge, but has no power.Because she was already suffering from a "terminal illness", this was something Heyamendi had to face up to a week after that day.

At first, "The Curse of the Dragon King" did not attract Heyamendi's attention.Until she noticed that the scar on her chest was not showing any signs of improvement.It seemed that the evil power had penetrated into the flesh, and the wound that would never heal actually had a tendency to gradually expand.

The first coma occurred three months after leaving the Katat Mountains.He was hiding in Pomerania at the time.Fever, talking nonsense, vomiting blood, hallucinations.With these few things as companions, Heyamendi passed the first difficult years.The number of coma tends to increase, and the interval time is shortened day by day.Every time I wake up, I often don't know where I am, and I can't remember how long I have been unconscious.

But the physical discomfort didn't stop Heyamendi from walking.To avoid being chased and killed, one must often change residences and hide herself safe and sound. Heyamendi, who pursues this, has traveled almost all over the entire European continent.

It's like returning to the real society from a mythical place far away from the dust and smoke of the world.After experiencing the catastrophe in the Katat Mountains and the betrayal of the followers, will the beauty of the world give Heyamendi some comfort?Quite the opposite.

At the end of the dark middle ages, the church has supreme power on behalf of God, monopolizing cultural development and interfering in politics.Feudal separatism brought frequent wars.Years of wars and extreme religious domination have left the European people living in hopeless misery.

Like Hoyamendi's broken heart.

1291 years.

After going back and forth several times, he temporarily lived in Budapest, Kingdom of Hungary.One day, when Heyamendi was wandering in the street in a trance, she found herself near a cemetery.Excellent senses let her smell death, not from the grave.The closer she got, the stronger the smell became.It was the breath of the same kind—she met someone who was in the same sickness as herself—the bearer of the Dragon King's curse.

"...It's surprising that there will be visitors..."

Stepping into the basement of the marble building covered with plants, the figure sitting slumped on the deepest reclining chair instantly grabbed all of Heyamendi's attention.The creature lying there has long lost its human outline, and it would be more appropriate to describe it as a bloody mass.On the severely festered skin, irregular spots were sunken or raised one by one, and the scarlet flesh was turned outwards, close to the disfigured stump. The horrible scene made one wonder if he had leprosy.

The dying man turned his chaotic eyeballs to look at the white-haired woman.The blanket draped over his body was covered with bloody stains.The stench and fishy smell from the viscous liquid... If it weren't for being used to separation so that you can't look down on life and death, and you often visit the battlefield so you don't fear death, He Yamendi would definitely run away in horror on the spot.

"Are you also a victim of the Dragon King's curse? How many years have passed since the initial coma to this stage?"

"...Maybe ten years, maybe 15 years, maybe 20 years. Ah, not much longer...At first, you still try to fight, you want to seek medical treatment, do everything you can to escape this unfortunate fate. But soon , you will find that... instead of experiencing the taste of decay and dying slowly, it is better to end your life as early as possible at the most beautiful time..."

"Is there no way of delaying or curing?"

"...There are—go and kill the initiator of the curse! Even one is fine!"

His eyes dimmed, and Heyamendi fell silent.

"...Don't hesitate... For a woman like you, you should kill yourself as soon as possible and face eternal death... Believe me, it's all worth it. When you reach my stage and look back, you will definitely regret it..."

The male sorcerer who died not long ago even exhaled a foul-smelling blood mist.Not sure if a tooth fell out while speaking, more blood gushes from the shapeless mouth, blood oozes from the nostrils too.

They did not exchange names.Will not meet again.Heyamendi will not set foot here again.Even if she wanted to come over on a whim one day, she would never see a living man again.

Because of the "curse of the Dragon King" - it will make people gradually exhausted and die.And that man has entered the final stage.

Return to temporary residence.A crumbling public house that shares a bathhouse with dozens of neighbors.For the first time, Yames broke through Heyamendi's suppression and forcibly rushed out from the magic circle on the back of his master's neck.

"You still have the face to come out to see me?"

"Master... I am really worried about your physical condition. I miss you."

"Don't call me that, the Dragon King is your master."

"No, no, no!..." Yamesi's eye sockets were wet, and an unprecedented sadness factor turned into choked sobs, which were uncontrollable.

"I didn't expect to be tricked by you, who is closest to me! — Do you know? I have to rely on your strength to maintain my life. Just thinking about it makes me extremely sick!"

"Please redeem me