The vehicle parked in the deserted aisle. After Natsume asked Kuyu Maiya to go to the highest point to help him control his vision, he carried Sora alone and entered the abandoned factory in the suburbs.

There was a black area around, and broken stones were spread randomly on the ground. The whistling of the wind came from the empty space without any unnecessary decoration.

Place the Sola next to a support pillar, and place its back on it, and look at it from here, it looks like you are sleeping.

The bandage on her right hand had already been dyed bright red by the blood, and her faint breathing made her chest slowly rise and fall.

Then I heard the sound of brakes from another car, and it seemed that Saber and Alice Phil had arrived here.

Next, it's time to play here.

Looking out through the gap, there were two figures standing in the square, and two were Alice Phil sitting in the car and blocking Sakura's eyes with both hands.

Outside, Saber and Lancer, who were holding a sword in one hand, confronted each other, and the two did not start fighting.

Natsume knew that because of the reason of fighting against the sea demon, Lancer broke her yellow spear and killed the Red Rose, which enabled her to use the "Sword of Vow to Victory (Excalibur)" with her left hand, so Saber would not hold the sword together with her left hand. That was respect for Lancer and respect for her own knight path.

It is not clear what great significance exists in Knight Road, Natsume believes that the ultimate victory is where the glory lies.

War is something that uses all means to win. Noble people should not want to survive easily on the battlefield.

The battle between the two knights is indeed admirable, and Natsume also wants to see the final outcome of their duel, but his time and plot do not allow this.

In the uninhabited space, Natsume took out a pack of cigarette from his arms, pulled out one from it and held it in his mouth, and finally found that he had no lighter on his body.

Forget it, I actually won’t beat myself even if I have it.

He hates the thing of cigarettes.

It is not only because it contains substances that are harmful to the human body, but because the smoke emitted when smoking makes people feel very annoying.

Ethereal and illusory. Things that disappear in an instant are always disgusting.

Natsume, who was holding a cigarette butt and just shouting a cigarette butt, saw a figure moving out of the darkness through a wheelchair.

He sat in a wheelchair, pushing the wheelchair with both hands while setting his eyes on the battlefield between Lancer and Saber below.

The whole person looked very depressed, but his eyes were filled with excitement and anger.

Kenneth held the edge of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, and gritted his teeth and saw his enemies.

Natsume threw a stone over and stretched out his right hand to silence while Kenneth looked over.

The muzzle of the light machine gun in his left hand was aimed at Sora's head. Natsume waved to him again, as a good greeting for the evening.

Kenneth, whose eyes widened and expression became very angry, had to calm down when Sora was pointed at by the gun, and his whole body gritted his teeth like a vicious dog who saw prey.

If you want to kill yourself, Natsume can confirm this.

His body trembled due to his anger, and veins appeared on his forehead. A little convulsed, Kenneth raised his right hand to Natsume.

"No, don't hurt Sora."

"It depends on whether you cooperate, Mr. Kenneth."

He threw the forced essay from his arms, and was caught by Kenneth after floating for a distance in the air.

He opened it, looked over the text above, and then raised his head.

"Is this a 'self-compulsory certificate———SslfGeassScroll'?"

‘Self-GeassScroll’. Using its own magic sealing function to impose the curse of ‘Geas’ on the caster himself, in principle, no means to remove its effectiveness.

Once the magician signs the certificate and reaches the conditions for the certificate to take effect, even if the oath is dead, as long as the magic seal inherits to the next generation, even the soul after death will be bound.

Therefore, Kenneth knew that once he agreed to this essay contest, he would not have to worry about the man in front of him killing him and Sora.

Yes. This will be safe, and you don’t have to worry about the safety of the two, but the requirement is-

"Do you want me to let Lancer settle himself?"

"Of course, you can save yourself and your wife with just the next command. The heroic spirit that has been bound by you has no matter how hard it is to be killed by you. Magician."

Silence, Kenneth recalled that he participated in the Holy Grail War only to increase his popularity, but in this case, wouldn’t it mean to give up everything?

All previous efforts and actions will be in vain and will become garbage buried in the past. All this is the life of yourself and Sora.

Natsume saw Kenneth staring at Sora, with various emotions mixed in his eyes.

As a reminder, Natsume shook the gun in his left hand and placed the muzzle on Sora's head.

How would you choose?

Kenneth sighed, and his whole body was just leaning on a wheelchair as if he was losing strength.

"I promise this condition."

After saying that, Kenneth raised his right hand and said to the battlefield below.

"I, Kenneth Elmeloy Achipolude, as Lancer's Master, commands Lancer to end his own life with a spell."

That's it, that's OK.

Natsume raised his gun and asked Kenneth to go to the scene with him.

There, like the developing one, the heroic spirit named Dilumudo Audina pierced his chest with a red spear.

Blood began to overflow from the mouth, eyes, ears.

"It seems to be successful."

Hearing Natsume's words, the heroic spirit who was lying on the ground stared at this side.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Blood keeps flowing.

"Are you so demanding victory?! Are you willing to be so demanding the Holy Grail at such a level?!"

I started to wheeze and cough.

"I actually trampled on my only wish so much!"

Looking up at the people around him, Saber couldn't help but take a step back.

"Do you have no shame or guilt?! Never forgive me! Never forgive me! Never forgive me! The dead who are obsessed with profit and insult the glory of the knights!"

Kenneth kept turning his face and just hugged Sora in his arms.

"Let my blood destroy your dreams!"

Spit out a large mouthful of blood and an angry roar.

"I curse the Holy Grail, let my wishes cause disaster! One day I fall into purgatory, and think of Dilumudo's grief!"

Turned into shattered foam, and the black and red particles disappeared into the air.

"In this way, my self-compulsory certificate and I will..."

"No, no."

Natsume raised his left hand, aimed the muzzle of the machine gun at Kenneth and Sora, and silver-black armor flashed on his arms in an instant.

"That's just a forced essay about that person..."

So, sorry.
Chapter completed!