[Comprehensive] Why am I not dead yet?

"It's really... you can't relax for a moment. Right now, Gilgamesh has lost the most important role. Scathach was defeated. Artoria has no intention of fighting her, and the master of Chaldea has also lost. If you have the most important fighting spirit, what can you do next...is it just you?"

"Oh." The man in the shadow giggled. In this hellish scene full of blood and broken limbs, this man's laughter was so carefree and refreshing: "Your Majesty the Magician is really Are you kidding me? What will I do? Standing opposite is the king I used to serve, do you want me to rebel against my king?"

"From the moment you started planning to blaspheme, you have rebelled against your king, right?" The other party shrugged and said casually. "Of course, I am also a rebel. I have abandoned my identity as a magician and returned to the cruelty of nightmares. I am probably not qualified to reprimand you, but I am somewhat similar to you in terms of wanting to be relieved." Department—longing for God's punishment after blasphemy, but when will God's punishment fall on me? ... Oh, I'm so looking forward to it."

"No, no, I'm different from you, Your Excellency the Magician." The caster who belonged to the Fourth War came out from the shadows with a blue beard, his dull eyes were rolling around, and there was still a weird and cold smile on the corner of his mouth. : "Because you are chasing hopeless love, you choose to use extreme means to try for the mercy and relief of the gods. You have seen the posture of the gods. I am different-I was taken away by the most important thing, Wang. Either way, the saintess, they took away my most precious thing."

"I have walked on the road of evil for eight years - it is not some god who punished me in the end, but the greed of human beings and the jealousy of the new king... Ah, that man! That hateful man!" The calm green beard suddenly wailed fiercely, and the roar echoed in this bloody space: "He killed the king I served to! He killed my noble saint! What the queen left behind with all her life, The thing that the saint spent her entire life protecting! He destroyed it all!!!

What gods, what beliefs! ! !The so-called gods did not save them! ! !Woooo...woo...my poor girl...why is that hateful god still playing with them, and is completely unwilling to let them get relief! "

"Yeah, why." Merlin listened expressionlessly, and moved his hands away from the chest he was pressing on.

He dug out the heart there—the heart sent by Vivienne—and turned it into magic power and fused it on Scathach's Spear of Death Thorn, completing the task of "killing Lian Su" ahead of schedule. Cause and effect can make the gun of death thorn perfectly "kill" her. Now that the heart is destroyed and Scathach died in battle, it stands to reason that he should have lost the ability to perceive love... But why is this hole in the chest and this doomed ruthlessness? The body of the succubus without love still made him unable to move even an inch in pain?

Merlin silently clenched the fabric of his chest, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was sweet and happy.

—I am waiting for you to kill me, my dearest Vivian.

And I know you will.

I am in your domain, I have become what you hate the most, and I will become a wanton offensive fanatic in the queen's domain.

Come on, come kill me.

My nymph of the lake, my beloved girl.

The half-succubi suddenly said in a very brisk tone: "Marshal Jill, do you want to see the wrath of God?"

"Why, what can you do?"

"Ah, there is one." Merlin looked at the Luoyan City textbook in Caster's hand.

"——to offend the king who respects the law, all you need to do is ignore the king's majesty and recklessly cause chaos in the courtyard."

... I probably still can't get rid of the blood that belongs to the succubus.

Merlin looked at Qingxu holding up the Luoyan City textbook in his hand, thinking with a blank expression.

——His love for human beings is just like a layman's love for a beautiful scroll. Through the thin paper, he can only see the pattern drawn by the bright paint on it. He is just willing to admit that this is He is beautiful, and indeed appreciates this bright and lively beauty, but he doesn't care at all about how much painstaking effort, time wasted, and suffering humans have experienced for this painting.

Once Vivienne was just a person in the painting to him—but this painting was more vivid than the rest.

Then the person in the painting came down, allowing him to touch and hug. When Merlin subconsciously immersed himself in this sweet illusion, the cold reality drove him to suddenly open his eyes, only to realize that the person in the painting was still the same as the one in the painting. People, everything is just a dream, nothing but a void.

If all this is just a dream...

Then I hope that this dream can come to an end in a more shocking way, and then I open my eyes.

Whether it's a sweet dream or a nightmare... at least...let me do it longer.

****

——It was a treacherous chill that made even the magic circuit tremble.

Tohsaka Tokiomi raised his head abruptly.

As the master who controls all the spiritual veins of this land, Tosaka Tokiomi is more sensitive and accurate than any magician in perceiving the concentration and changes of magic power on the land. That does not belong to the refreshing and grand magic power fluctuations of heroic spirits. It's a more chaotic, cold, and even reflexively sickening force of disgust and evil.

"This is not a magic wave that belongs to this land or a known fantasy species."

The concubine Yu who just comforted Tohsaka Rin who fell asleep reappeared behind Tohsaka Tokiomi. The girl was overdrawn by the goddess' spirit base too much strength and magic power. Sleep is a very important means of recovery. Tohsaka Tokiomi originally wanted to wait to see his daughter, but it seems too late now.

Tohsaka Tokiomi stared at the place where the wave of distorted magic power came from through the cold glass, his brows were tied into a knot: "This is really rude..."

"What?" Yuji asked.

"—After my king came to this land, I, a subject, not only didn't know anything about it and didn't meet him in time, but also let such ugly villains appear on Her Majesty's territory." Tokiomi Tosaka said in a deep voice. Said, the tone is full of deep regret and suppressed anger: "...It's really rude."

The anger in Tohsaka Tokiomi's eyes was something sincere, he stroked the remaining Command Seal on the back of his hand, his eyes were heavy, just like this oppressive cold night.

"It's okay." Yu Ji said softly, "Mother is not the kind of tyrannical monarch, she is very happy that you have managed the spiritual veins of this land in an orderly manner, and asked me to apologize to you: 'Because Ai Lei's reckless invasion I bought your daughter's body, but please don't worry too much, the body that can be provided to Ai Lei will be made soon, and during this period, I will ensure that Ai Lei will not damage your daughter's magic circuit or part of her body. a hair'."

"...The queen's thoughtfulness really terrifies me." Especially when compared with another ancient king, Tosaka Tokiomi murmured: "Where does it mean that the king took the initiative to sympathize with the difficulties of his subordinates."

Yu Ji shook her head again: "The era of the king has passed. My mother said that since Sandra is dead, let Sandra really die. I have never heard of any place where there is still a dead person." The reason for wantonly interfering in the world of the living—what's more, although she has the intentions and really wants to obtain the history of pan-humanity, it is not a conventional aggression war. The original words are probably that there are so many ways to succeed, so why do you have to do it?"

When Tosaka Tokiomi heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the empty crystal box on the table, and then closed his eyes in pain.

Yu Ji tilted her head in a daze.

Tohsaka Tokiomi changed the subject: "...Let's go to the place where the magic power is the best."

****

"……Ler me get through."

The blond-haired King of Knights had a gloomy and terrifying face. She was holding a golden sword that had already revealed her body. In front of her was the dark knight who was screaming and screaming... and that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

"—Merlin."

The Flower Magician—or it would be more appropriate to describe Merlin at the moment as the Nightmare—in short, this handsome man smiled gently, but shook his head and said.

"No, Lily."

"What I want to wait for is not your punishment."

"—Hey! King of Knights! Can't you make it through!?" Thunder roared in the sky, and it was the voice of King Iskandar who slashed and killed the sea monster in the water. His treasure is not suitable for use To deal with troublesome monsters of this size, Artoria, who possesses the sword of vowed victory, is entangled by black knights. The girl clenched her lips, with a heavy expression on her face: "...my side is also in trouble. .”

A crown-level magician, and her fellow black knight, Lancelot, who is Vivian's disciple.

... No, because of the limitation of her summoning, she can't be regarded as the ideal king standing here in her prime, but this berserker is different, not only because of her berserk relationship, she has greatly improved her various qualities, It is also because of the aptitude of the magician and the addition of historical legends that he has the ability to suppress himself.

Arturia's footsteps were slightly wrong, and she clenched the hilt of her sword tightly, and let out a long breath of suppressed turbidity.

——This will be an untimely but unavoidable fierce battle.

Above the head is the golden ship of the hero king - the flying tool called "Vimana" recorded in the two epic poems "Ramayana" and "Mahabharata".

Tohsaka Tokiomi stood on the edge of the spaceship, looking down.

"My lord—" Tokiomi Tohsaka looked at Gilgamesh, who propped his cheek and looked down lazily: "Aren't you going to make a move?"

"Cleaning up the garden is the gardener's job." Gilgamesh said calmly, "And this king has strong enough servants, so there is no need for this king to take action."

Tohsaka Tokiomi knew who he was talking about, the man did not continue to exhort, but chose to keep silent, but the finger holding the civilized staff stroked the ruby ​​embedded in it, and the fingertips turned slightly white.

——He felt that from the inside to the outside, all the anger that he was proud of and rational was burning wildly.

Especially... at the moment when that figure really appeared in the dense fog, the anger in Tohsaka Tokiomi's heart finally reached its peak.

— polluted.

he thinks.

——600 years of belief, polluted.

The Queen of Roses, who shines brightly in the history of France, is about to become the plaything in the palm of this arrogant and ancient king.

Tohsaka Tokiomi closed his eyes tightly.