Thud, thud, thud... The sudden sound woke up the crazed Kensi. Thud... something was thrown on the ground.
"Who is it? Who's there?" Lancer had just gone out to fight the enemy. How could someone sneak into his side?
Kacha. The newcomer did not seem to hide his killing intent at all. The sound of the gun being loaded sounded unusually cold and clear in the darkness.
"Is that you? Wei Gong cut the heir! Was it you? Get out here! You rabid dog, trash! You're scum among magicians!" The familiar sound reminded him of the pain he felt when the magic circuits in his body were cut off. He could not help but roar crazily at the darkness.
The cold touch on the back of his head made him swallow his words. Under the threat of death, he retreated.
" Emiya Qietsu…" She gritted her teeth as she looked at the man standing in front of her. He was wearing an old coat, his hair was uncombed, and his beard was listless. Unlike his gloomy appearance, there was only a pair of bright eyes that emitted a sharp light…He would never forget the man who had cruelly torn apart all the magic circuits in his body, the hateful lackey of Ainz Belem. An expressionless man in a large windbreaker.
A bone-chilling killing intent was revealed in Kensi's eyes. His hands that were gripping the armrest were twisted, and his haggard face was twisted and ferocious. If he had not become a cripple, he might have pounced on the demon in front of him and clamped his neck.
A piece of paper floated down beside him. It was just a very ordinary piece of paper, but Ken stared at the few simple words on it.
"If you don't want your lover to die, then quietly look behind you…"
Ken's eyes widened in shock as he moved the wheels of his wheelchair to change the direction of his body. In the depths of the dark abandoned factory, the light from the skylight lit up a place like a spotlight.
In the faint and cold light, the outline of a woman who had fallen asleep appeared.
“……！”
No matter how dim the light was or how far away the distance was, it was impossible for Kensi to misjudge her appearance.
Although the pain and haggardness on Sula's ashen face indicated that something had happened, a strand of hair by her mouth was fluttering like a breeze. Her breathing proved that she was still alive.
The miniature machine gun in Aemiya Qitsi's hand was aimed at Sula's head. Kensi's breathing stopped for a moment. He looked at the cold and heartless man in front of him, not knowing what he was trying to do.
Then, another piece of paper flew down. When he saw the words on it, his eyes widened.
Without any warning, without any veins…the bright red color spread all over the ground.
Everyone was equally shocked. Saber, Alisfer, and even Lancer were all shocked by the abrupt ending…Lancer was probably the most shocked. Because he had no idea or awareness of the pain and despair.
Lancer stared blankly at the red lotus flower dripping from the red spear. It was hard to believe that it was his own blood.
Her gun had pierced through his heart. It was none other than his own hands that had stabbed the spearhead into his body.
Of course, that was not his will, nor was it his hope. His red spear was supposed to pierce Saber's heart. Saber's sword must have pierced through his heart.
To be able to completely ignore his fighting spirit and beliefs and take away everything from him at will... This powerful force was definitely the Curse of Order.
There was another person who was also surprised, or rather, the demon.
It was unknown when he had returned to Niven Moore in Winterwood City.
Navenmoor, who was watching Saber and Lancer's battle from a high vantage point, was also stunned. Then, he understood everything.
Indeed…with that man's personality, it would be inconceivable if he didn't do something like this.
There was no doubt that the Lancer Master would not allow his Servant, the last person he could rely on, to commit suicide for no reason. The reason for this was undoubtedly because he was being coerced.
" What a…delightful play…Emiya Qichitsu, such a filthy yet noble soul, huh? There's actually someone like you in this world, someone even more interesting than Amiyo Ryunosuke.”The demon's scarlet eyes revealed a satisfied look. He clapped his hands gently and cheered for the main lead behind this wonderful play.
"Ah…"
Red tears flowed out of Lancer's widened eyes.
Betrayal…Yet another betrayal…In order to change, in order to truly be loyal once more, he had transformed into a heroic spirit and descended into this world. However, the result he received was a repeat of the tragedy…He only experienced despair and sorrow once again.
The Heroic Spirit looked behind him with eyes that were stained with blood and tears. At this moment, two Masters walked out of the abandoned factory to witness his end. Sitting in the wheelchair with an empty and lifeless expression, there was another man holding Sula's unconscious body. That was Saber's real Master whom he had met in Ainsberm City.
"You guys…then…"
Lancer kneeled in his own pool of blood and tried his best to speak in a hoarse voice.
"Do you want to win so badly? Do you want the Holy Grail so badly? Even my…only sincere wish has to be trampled…Don't you feel ashamed?？”
"Despair, madness, unwillingness, resentment, what a perfect bait.”A wanton smile spread from the corner of Navenmore's mouth, and then it turned into an unconcealable maniacal laugh.
So…do you want a deal…a deal with the devil…Lancer.
What…what…whose voice was that? The Spear Spirit, bound by hatred and resentment, roared in its heart.
Come trade…trade with the demons…use your soul and destroy everything you hate!
The bewitching voice kept coming up, using sweet words to lure the fallen soul.
"Unforgivable…I will never forgive you! The dead who have been captured by fame and fortune and belittled Knight Rong Yao…use my blood to defile that dream! Demons, right? Come, take my soul, I curse you! I curse the Holy Grail! I curse your wishes to become a disaster! When you fall into the flames of hell, when you fall into the claws of the demons, do not forget the wrath of me, Dilumudo!”
Having given up everything, Dilumudo no longer knew what he was talking about. He could only follow his last instinct and roar out the hatred and unwillingness in his heart.
"Very good…your hatred and desire…I have received them.”Satisfied with Dilumudo's performance, Nevermore intended to receive this delicious bait, a bait that was filled with pain and resentment.
Huh? With a slight frown, Navenmore realized that Dilumudo's soul had disappeared. It had been absorbed by Ariel, or rather, it had been absorbed by something in Ariel's body.
Ken stared blankly at the space where Lancer had disappeared. Qiesi casually placed Sula, who was still sleeping, on his knees. Kenes gently caressed his lover's haggard sleeping face as he asked in a weak voice.
"... So your contract?"
"Ah, it's established. " I can't kill you anymore…" Qiesi slowly retreated as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up…Perhaps that was the signal.
The sound of the gun's barrel rang out. It came from the Steyr assault rifle in the hands of Kuyu Miyabi, who had witnessed everything from the shadows.
Magician and his fiancée were torn apart and fell to the concrete floor under the power of the bullets that they had underestimated in the past.
Nevermore, who had been dissatisfied with not being able to obtain Dilumudo's soul, widened his eyes in interest again, watching the show below that had yet to end.
"Indeed…I have no way to kill you, so I can only ask Wu Mi to do it.”Wei Gong Qiesi spread his hands innocently and said expressionlessly.
" Wuuu
Perhaps Sula, who had died painlessly, was lucky. After being beaten into a beehive and falling from his wheelchair, Kenes was still breathing tragically. He had suffered multiple fatal injuries all over his body, and there was no hope of survival. But even if there were only a few seconds left in his life, if he had to silently endure the pain of death, it should be a long and cruel time.
"…Ah…Kill…Kill me…"
"I'm sorry, but that is a contract that cannot be fulfilled.”
Qiesi ignored the weak begging at his feet and replied in a cold voice as he exhaled the light purple cigarette he inhaled.
The sobs from the pain did not continue. Saber couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he used his sword to cut off Kenes 'head, ending his pain.
" Aiyaya, although it's the soul of an ordinary mortal, but... it's still exceptionally delicious..." As he weighed the soul in his hand, Navenmore smiled in satisfaction again.
"Hahaha, as expected of a human…as expected of a demon's most beloved human…such ugliness, such desire, such sanctimonious appearance…too good, Emiya Qieti, you're too good…too perfect!”The savage smile became brutal and broken, like a peerless musician freely waving his fingers.
"Amiya Khei…I will personally tear your soul apart and take a good look at it. What exactly does it look like?”
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