There was a silence on the building. Except for Lancelot, the others looked at the back of Duke's hand in disbelief. The bright red spell was so conspicuous that they looked dazed.

"Just kidding, it's obviously as strong as a monster..." Webber's eyes twitched slightly, and his chin fell to the ground without even notice.

"So that's it. Think about it carefully, beerker... No, Lancelot is beerker, he is Lancelot's master. He has never shown his treasures. Everything is what he said, and then we believe it." Rider shrugged, and the emperor said that he had never seen any men who conquered the world, and these could not scare him.

Emiya Kiritsugu was sweating coldly, and he confirmed the curse in Duke's hand again, and then he said coldly: "If this is true, the so-called double-held berserk war in Gandalf does not exist at all, and it is nonsense to exterminate the heroic spirit. As well as the information he said before, nine out of ten are fake..." aber suddenly asked, "Where is Ari's information, she should be fine, right?"

Facing Saber's expectant gaze, Kiritsugu Emiya felt bad. Is I a husband or you?

"Ari's words should not be hurt. Your knight Lancelot..." Kiritsugu Emiya wanted to say that Lancelot was an upright knight and would not let the emperor do whatever he wanted, but he woke up when he spoke. Lancelot was a strong man who dared to be green even if he dared to be green. What could he dare not?

Taking a deep breath, Kiritsugu Emiya didn't want to continue on this topic. There was still something that didn't say explicitly that Alice Phil was the little holy grail. He thought Duke should have known it, so Duke kidnapped her, probably not greedy for beauty.

Emiya Kiritsugu smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was even worse!

Duke put down his arm, twisted his facial muscles and turned back to their original appearance. Now there is nothing to hide: "I will get to know you for the most part. My name is Duke, a wild magician with no fame."

"So young!!" Kiritsugu Emiya sighed.

"Wild Way..." Webber, who was born in the clock tower, looked ashamed, and he also wanted to do a wild way.

"Not much fame?" Rider thought of his past. With Duke's strength above many heroes, he will sooner or later become the world's reputation. If nothing unexpected happens, he will become the top group of heroes after his death.

"The gossip ends here. Now two to two, let's continue fighting! Xiaolan, I don't make things difficult for you. The rider over there is handing you over, and I will take off the head of Saber myself."

"Master, why not let me show off against the king?" Lancelot said in a stiff tone.

Do you want to give away the head?

Duke gave Lancelot a look in anger: "What's the reason?"

Lancelot gritted his teeth and organized the language: "The King's treasure 'Sword of Victory' is very powerful. I am worried that the master will be injured, so it is safer to deal with it. After all, I know the King better."

After saying that, Lancelot smiled embarrassedly, but he himself didn't believe it.

Duke looked at Lancelot jokingly, and the latter looked ashamed and lowered his head. Then he said slowly: "I have already learned the sword of victory from King Arthur's oath. It is indeed powerful, but it can't kill me. You don't have to worry."

Duke was very serious about the word "worry". Lancelot was worried about who it was self-evident. Anyway, Duke felt that it would not be him.

Lancelot was discouraged, but he refused to give up and continued with a different idea: "Master, maybe we can join forces with the king's emperor."

Lancelot's eyes lit up when he said this. If Duke and Kiritsugu Emiya form an alliance and sweep other master-slave combinations, they will surely win. As for how to divide the Holy Grail, Lancelot also thought about it. He will kill Kiritsugu Emiya in the end and then die under the Saber sword. Duke and Saber won the Holy Grail, one master and one servant. Although it is not the same group, it is not a big problem to realize the wishes of both sides.

Lancelot was full of confidence. Without a more perfect plan, he could fight side by side with the king again without worrying about anyone's loyalty. He was a little excited to think about it.

"Sorry, this may not work!" Duke shook his head and refused.

"Why..." Lancelot looked bitter. Isn't it good to have him take all the blame?

"It's not that I don't want to, but that the other person won't agree!"

"Ha!?" Lancelot looked question marks, I don't understand what you said by master.

"The woman I caught back last night was named Alice Phil. She is the wife of Saber's Lord Kiritsugu Emiya." Duke shook his head and sighed, feeling a little ashamed.

"It doesn't matter, it's all a misunderstanding. It's better for her to go back." Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief. What a big deal!

Duke lifted his hips with a troubled look on his face: "No, it's too late, I've done her last night."

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

How can you do this?

How can you not control your crotch?

Lancelot collapsed, his eyes gradually became empty, and he shook his head unconsciously: "Master, what stupid words are you saying, how could you unfold like this? It's impossible, please tell me, you are not that kind of person!"

"Sorry, I'm that kind of person."

puff!

Lancelot spitted out an old blood, and his smile twisted: "Haha, even if it is like this... it's not bad to calm down and think from another angle... Yes, there is still room for recovery, as long as I can find a time machine!"

Duke patted Lancelot's shoulder and sighed: "Xiaolan, it's me who should be sorry. I didn't expect Saber to be King Arthur, which made you embarrassed! Also, the reason I did this is not to be greedy for beauty, but to improve the relationship between you and me."

Lancelot: "…"

So, I'm still blamed?

Lancelot's heart skipped a beat. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was really his fault.

If he hadn't greened King Arthur, it wouldn't have led to the dissolution of the Knights of the Round Table, there wouldn't have been a personal expedition, and Britain would not have been destroyed. King Arthur would not have died in battle, nor would he spend the rest of his life in guilt and regret, so it would be difficult to rest in peace if he died.

If it weren't for the obsession after death, he wouldn't have responded to the call of the Holy Grail, nor would he have been in a dilemma with the king. His master would not have put him in a dilemma in order to improve his personality...

Thinking of this, Lancelot, who was already depressed, completely collapsed, and his tendency to self-destruction reached its peak, wielding the magic sword "Undestructible Lake Light" and rushed towards Saber.

The black figure moved forward, and a red light like flames lit up on the hellish black armor. With a negative emotion full of resentment, it quickly advanced to Saber, and the magic sword slashed straight down.

bite!

The straight attack was too obvious. Saber held the golden sword tightly and easily blocked it. However, the power attributes of the two were not on the same level. Saber maintained a blocking posture and was shocked by brute force, and moved back several meters.

"Lanslot, what's wrong with you?" Saber felt the sadness in Lancelot, and he didn't care about his offense.

"King, all sins arise because of me, but you have never blamed me for letting me leave the kingdom. But this does not work. I hope to get your sanctions. If you can kill them with your own hands, my soul will also be rested."

The sound of sword edges colliding continuously. Lancelot only attacked but not defended, but rather attacked, it was better to say that he was swinging his sword to hit the sword of victory. The chaotic sword technique was full of flaws and had no rules at all, which was clearly determined to die. Aber's sword was extremely hesitant, not as sharp as before. The sword wind that opened and closed was intermittent at this moment. One wanted to die, the other was unwilling to kill. While the battle scene was ugly, it unexpectedly revealed warmth.

"I participated in the Battle of the Holy Grail. The wish I wanted to make is to go back to the past and bear your sanctions, so... please fulfill my luxury and kill me!" Lancelot was full of guilt and regret, and raised his sword and ran towards Saber.

clang!

The armor brushed over the sword edge, and Saber took the sword in time to stop Lancelot's suicide.

"Lancelot, I have never blamed you. You don't have to indulge in the past. All responsibilities are borne by me, the unqualified king."

It was a little late to get home, so what are the two pictures today!

It was definitely not because someone invited me to... for dinner!

Thanks to book friends: elegant cabbage, sergyd, the stars soaked in your eyes, the king of Radish Mountain, the journey of Tyrannosaurus, collecting beautiful girls aged 16 to 25, book friends 20180701003147640, book friends 161022221837526, sealed to death, 08a, rewards from the sun flower fields!

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Chapter completed!