Da, da, da…The sudden sound woke up the crazed Kensi. 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.
"Wei Gong Qiesi…" Gritting her teeth, she looked at the man standing in front of her. He was wearing an old coat, his hair was not combed, and his beard was listless. Unlike his gloomy appearance, only his eyes were shining with a sharp light…He would never forget the man who had cruelly torn apart all the magic circuits in his body, the hated 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.
There was no sign, no context…The bright red color covered the ground.
Everyone was equally shocked. Saber, Alisfer, and even Lancer were 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 everything away from him at will…This kind of powerful force was definitely the command spell.
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 incredible 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.
"It's really…What a delightful play…" Amiya Qietsu, such a dirty yet noble soul, huh? There is actually an existence like you in this world, an existence that is even more interesting than Amoi Ryuunosuke."”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... Betrayed once again…For the sake of change, for the sake of his strong wish to truly be loyal once more, he transformed into a heroic spirit and descended into this world. However, the result he obtained 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 I... His only sincere wish had to be trampled on…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.
Then... Want to trade? The deal with the demons…Lancer。
'What…' 'What…' Whose voice was that? The Spear Spirit, bound by hatred and resentment, roared in its heart.
Let's trade…Deal 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 were 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 hate and desire... I received it." 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.
“... This way, your contract?"
"Ah, it's established. I'm already unable to kill you…" Qiesi slowly retreated as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up…That might be 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 can't kill you, so I can only ask Wu Mi to do it.”Wei Gong Qiesi spread his hands innocently and said expressionlessly.
"Woo... Ah!"
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 is still exceptionally delicious…" As he weighed the soul in his hand, Navenmore smiled in satisfaction.
"Hahaha, as expected of a human…As expected of a human who was the most doted on by demons…Such ugliness, such desire, such sanctity…Awesome, Emiya Chietsu, you're really awesome…It's too perfect!" The savage smile became brutal and broken, like a peerless musician freely waving his fingers.
"Wei Gong Qiesi…I will tear your soul apart with my own hands and take a good look at it. What does it look like?”
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