Story of Longevity

Although the heroic spirits were originally restraining forces, at the moment they were summoned by the Holy Grail, their servants were formed by the magic power of the Master and the Holy Grail.

Following on from the pinnacle of incantation-like magic-the spell curse system, theoretically speaking, it is impossible for them to violate the spell curse as the master, regardless of the hero's own will.

After all, the magic power that composes the body does not belong to the heroes themselves, and no matter how hard they work, they are "involuntary".

But, no matter what, the body belongs to others, and the mind also belongs to oneself! ~

In the case of unwillingness, in the case of your master forcing you to do something that you do not want to do, although you cannot resist... but at least you can be silent!

Killing one's self-esteem, shutting down one's own self, absolutely can't let those **** magicians get any pleasure in the grief of our heroes... It should be this way.

That's right...

"Good morning, Gilgamesh, how do you feel like being reborn?"

Ilia asked, sitting in a chair coolly. Even if her face is covered by the hood now, she can clearly feel the ridicule in her tone.

But the former hero King Gilgamesh in front of her, also known as the Golden Crispy Chicken, is now falling into the water-Gilgamesh Alter has no reaction at all.

Standing there blankly, Gilgamesh didn't look at all in his eyes.

"Hey...you should react a little bit, I know you can actually hear it." Ilia waited for a moment, and then let out a bit of displeasure.

What she did with Gilgamesh was actually very simple. It was similar to what Ma Tongying did, using her own magic power to infect the magic that constitutes the body of the servant.

Although she does not have the magical power of the [virtual] attribute like Ma Tongying, who made her the actual controller of the Holy Grail? Cheating with Lingshu is always possible.

However, Ilia thinks that she should have not obliterated Gilgamesh's self-will... Otherwise, how could it be regarded as revenge?

"Hey..." Illiya sighed.

[Well, Illya, don't embarrass him, his pride does not allow him to maintain his own will now. 】Xingke can't stand it anymore.

"Huh-he just toasts and doesn't eat, he eats fine wine!"

Iliya still didn't mean to let Gilgamesh go. After all, he had always been called a "miscellaneous repair", except for some shaking M, everyone would be upset.

Immediately, Ilia raised the arm full of Lingshu, and said:

"In the name of Lingshu! Gilgamesh! Go and dance the stupidest dance on the street outside!"

Obviously, Gilgamesh couldn't break free from Lingshu's control. His figure immediately scattered into spots of light and disappeared in the same place. He would appear in the middle of Dongmu City Avenue in the next moment, right?

No, no one will play music for him. Gilgamesh will definitely dance a dance without BGM. Even if it may be stiff like a crappy puppet, he will definitely jump up, definitely...

"So, Guice, do you want to see it?"

[No, I don’t want to. 】Xingke decisively refused.

A big man danced a weird puppet dance, she didn't want to watch it.

"Um... forget it, I don't want to watch it either." Illiya thought for a while, and also didn't plan to leave for the show.

Then why did you give such a tricky order... In the end, Xingqian still didn't ask this question. If even this kind of casual behavior has to be thoroughly questioned, you will definitely be hated when you are alive.

"Guise, no, Mr. Disfolgore, everything is really impermanent, I didn't expect that we would be enemies the next time we met."

Illiya sat in a chair elegantly, listening quietly to the whistle of the car outside, waiting for her servant to return, and looking forward to the arrival of the night.

[That's what I said, Ms. Illiyas Phil. Believe me, as Saber, I will beat your Arter to the ground...]

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Far in the outskirts of Fuyuki City, in the temporarily restored Einzbern Castle, the star carvings nestled by the fireplace looked strange.

The fire shining on the "girl" kind of side face that wanted to laugh and couldn't laugh, but seemed to be expecting something. Alice Phil felt a bit cold on her back...the flames in the fireplace were bright.

"That...little Saber, are you okay?" Alice Phil felt that she still had to worry about some of her partners for the time being, although she was a mess.

But strong people don’t necessarily get sick, right? After all, a certain super powerful being has died of heart disease several times.

"Huh?-Well, I'm fine, really." Seeing Alice Phil inquired, Xingke quickly suppressed his negligent expression due to a happy life, and replied with a smile.

"By the way, hasn't Mr. Keishi heard from now?"

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"Well, no, since I reported to him that you killed Rider last night, he hasn't replied...a little worried." Alice Phil said with worry.

However, Star Carving watched Alice Phil shrink between the blanket and the recliner, holding a certain classic to pass the time in his hand, next to the fireplace, a serene and leisurely look...saying you are really there Worried about your husband?

Maybe it was because of Xingqian's suspicion, Alice Phil smiled slightly and said:

"Well, but that's what I said, in fact, I know that, that person doesn't need me to worry at all."

With a look of memories, Alice Phil closed the lives of the others in her hands, and remembered her own life, especially the most important person in her own life:

"Although you may know the little Saber, let me say one more thing, Kirishu, that person gave me [live] meaning, and my life really started when I met him.

He taught a lot of things, and he also gave me a lot of things, so that the empty me truly became an independent [me]..."

"So, I understand, that person does not need to worry about me, that person can do everything by himself, even if I die, Miss Mai is not by his side, he will still move forward without stopping. Stepping."

This is really a cruel prophecy, because it is true. Xing Ke still listened with a smile on his face.

"But, I think I should still worry about Kirishu!

Otherwise, if there is no one who is worried about him and looking forward to his return for those who are fighting abroad... Isn't that too miserable? "