[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

After the name of the ster treasure, the characters written in black ink actually separated from the paper and slowly floated in the void, as if to present the content to the enemy impatiently.He Yamendi only feels body?p>

Every bone in Mi Naken's yellow meat was about to burn.There is no doubt that Caster's Noble Phantasm exerts an irresistible force on her.

"This is a treasure that can satisfy any of my requirements. Of course, there are conditions."

The simple airflow operation makes it dance with the wind, which is not surprising. What makes people feel deeply mysterious is that the black characters on the parchment float slowly in the air like jellyfish, and are engraved in front of Lancer and Heyamendi's eyes.

Never thought of such a thing.

A picture never seen before.

[Restraint object——Lancer's master——He Yamendi

The major premise—anytime and anywhere will mess up the caster's plan, and more than once

The premise is to meet the following three conditions, if any of them cannot be satisfied, it will be invalid

Condition [-]: Start seeking allies on the second day of the Holy Grail War, and then allies will die tragically one after another

Condition [-]: Come and attack the caster by controlling the combat power of the saber side

Condition [-]: I want to use it at critical moments no matter what, but when I am forced to fail, I will sacrifice my scepter to break the barrier of the caster

If the above three conditions are met, it is allowed to enter the next step——

So far, the above conditions are all met, a judgment is made, and the stage of forcing is allowed—]

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The lines of words floating in mid-air seemed to be able to emit dazzling light, making people dizzy and unable to breathe.He Yamendi's breathing became disordered, panting heavily.

"……What does it mean?"

"The conditions are met one by one, and I must take something from you."

"........."

30 The Fifth Night - Between Master and Slave

One word can describe Lancer's mood at the moment.

——All hope is lost.

He still remembers that night.After going through many twists and turns, and under the indiscriminate insinuation of Shakaxiert, after finally being accepted by the master - He Yamendi...

She once asked him this way - Diarmuid, what is your wish?

He answered as gravely as any master who had served before—

——As a knight, he fulfills his duty of loyalty to his master, and the Holy Grail is reserved for his master to fulfill his wish.

Yes.

His mind never changed.

Simply and resolutely give up the Holy Grail, ignoring the temptation of the Universal Wishing Machine, not even a small wish that I want to realize by the way.

Because for Diarmuid, as long as he can stand beside his master, go to the battlefield with her, go forward indomitably, fight and fight with the scorching gun blade and unrepentant fighting spirit, and bring glory to her with blood, Your wish is half achieved.The remaining other half is to protect the Lord until the end of his life, and do his best to hold the Holy Grail for her.

but.

A knight has betrayed his master, betrayed his oath.

Caster's conspiracy has long been thrown out of the sky.Unable to be loyal to his master to the end, once again failing to fulfill his promise... Diarmuid was lost and hated himself more than ever.

My lord... Hoyamendi...

That is the person who must not be lost, the person who made him willing to set up a ban with the law of the druid's oath.Who knows how much Diarmuid is afraid of not being able to win the trust of the lord, just like in his lifetime, just like the Fourth Holy Grail War.That's why he made a heavy oath, an inviolable geis—telling his master that he would definitely follow her closely and dedicate his martial arts and pride to her.Master please believe in his loyalty no matter what...

but……

It wasn't until he was really lost that he realized that the word "walking dead" used to describe the current self.

Owner.

Sometimes indifferent, sometimes naive, what makes him unpredictable, what he can't help but want to pursue, who is more important than anyone else, who is above his own life, his master.

She's smart, cute, strong, and understanding.

She's proud, selfish, aloof, and uninhibited.

It's all gone.

In the old city, the caster's magic workshop gave Diarmuid a feeling - a group of demons gathered but lifeless.It's like the state of mind of a heroic spirit withered and dead.At this time, this place is surrounded by infinite depression.

Several candles flickered and shimmered on the tiles on the floor.Above the head, a pendant chandelier made of natural crystal cutting hangs down. The grand and eye-catching light illuminates the entire space, but it cannot bring a ray of light to the hero's heart.

After the noisy young Kilua was half-dismissed by Caster to sleep in the bedroom on the second floor, with a pitiful smile, Caster returned to the lobby on the first floor and walked towards a shadow that had disappeared.

"This is, lancer..."

On the main seat, Tohsaka Ye opened his mouth slightly and sat there in a daze.

The heroic spirit in front of him - his whole body is full of integrity, honesty and firmness, and the dark gray battle suit is tightly attached to his full body with restrained arrogance and healthy strength.Although it looks a little melancholy now, the charm of that handsome and upright face is still undiminished.The black hair pulled back was black and thick.Golden eyes as bright as mead, under the corner of the right eye, the mole of tears of love is looming.This mole, which proved to be useless on the battlefield, deeply seduced the girl's heart.

"This is, the glorious hero... Diarmuid..."

The heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, together with the slightly trembling body.Looking at the man with a steel-like physique and a beautiful face, Ye muttered to himself in a daze.

For some reason, a piece of the jigsaw puzzle called the heart was missing, and the complete pattern could no longer be pieced together.Recalling the past, ever since Caster came to her side, there was a corner of the girl's heart that seemed to be frozen and gray.

Did she inadvertently forget a very important person, a very important thing?

The strong emotion surging in my chest now... yes!This must be "love"!

She is in love with him!she needs him-

The girl stubbornly believes that as long as she gets Diarmuid, maybe she can regain the feeling of being forgotten by her...

It's a pity that among the two men present, none of them could see Ye's intentions.

Diarmuid squinted at the caster who was walking towards him, and then looked away.At this time, he still couldn't understand why Caster showed such a sympathetic smile.

"Lancer," said the heroic spirit of the magician class, "what method did that woman use to prevent Saber from coming to help me?"

"I don't know, even if I know, I have nothing to say."

There was arrogance in his bones, and the Celtic heroic spirit refused without even frowning.But this old-fashioned answer can't deter Caster at all.He burst out laughing.

To Lancer's ears, it was a vulgar and unreasonable laugh, which instantly filled his dark face with anger, and he stared at him with sharp eyes.

"What's so funny, caster!"

Not minding Lancer's anger, the laughing caster held his belly and replied intermittently:

"Abandoned you and chose Shaka Sirt—that kind of woman. You are still willing to keep her a secret? Haha! How can this not make people laugh!"

"They're not the kind of relationship you think!..."

Lancer resolutely defended the old master.But what answered him was another burst of laughter from Caster.

"Hahaha—it can only be called a masterpiece! Lancer, that woman's brainwashing method is really superb. Let her teach me, I want to learn!"

Facing this great humiliation, Lancer couldn't restrain himself anymore, he said sharply:

"Shut up! If you want to experience the power of the Heroic Spirit of the Spear, I can satisfy you—"

"Hmph, don't get me wrong. You are like a plaything in my hand now. Is the prestige of the lord a serf can challenge? Be good, Lancer, I am the supreme ruler of this manor!"

As if comparing the mansion as a magic workshop to the feudal fiefdom in feudal society, Lancer even wondered if Caster's mind was deranged amidst years of resentment against this crazy hero.However, those words revealed the reality - indeed, the current Lancer, the new master he served was just a doll under Caster's control.Servant as a doll—what is he?

In the speechless silence, Lancer gritted his teeth unwillingly, thinking that Caster, who was always smiling maliciously, might have deliberately provoked himself, Lancer was even more speechless.

Sneering, Caster looked proudly at Lancer with his slender gray pupils, and the sudden sadistic inspiration made his brows tremble with excitement.

"It's time to clarify something with you. My treasure—"The Deed of Breaking Everything" was forced to stop halfway, and the bonded object will be sacrificed or something—is fake."

"……what?!"

"That's what I made up to lie to you. You really fell for it! Give up the great opportunity to defeat me! Just missed the chance to rescue that woman... Ha! I wanted to laugh but I had to hold back. I had a hard time—— "

Caster happily announced the truth. Lancer only felt a chill passing through his body.

"Hero of Fiona, noble knight, you are so easy to deceive. I have to point out