Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

The car's site was used as a temporary shield, and Saber was leaning forward. Saber knew that she had to get close to her as quickly as possible. This temporary shield could not last long!

'It's now! When only a few meters away from Berserker, Saber threw the wreckage of the car at Berserker, but Berserker smashed it with just one punch!

However, this is naturally not Saber's attack method. When Berserker's old power is not exhausted, and the new power is not born, I have a good time, Saber's holy sword straightly hacked over.

But the result of the next moment made Saber stunned. Berserker was contrary to common sense. When it was impossible to exert force, he caught the holy sword with both hands!

‘This...No, Berserker seems to be sane? ? This thought surprised Saber. The use of combat skills was not something that the Berserker, who had fallen into madness and was irrational, could not use it!

Berserker won the power and didn't forgive, and he fought with Saber with his bare hands. Even with the noble and sharp holy sword, Saber couldn't help it!

The other party seemed to know Saber’s weapons and martial arts well, which made Saber quickly become passive. Suddenly, Saber thought of the black knight’s ability, the terrifying ability that can seize other people’s treasures. This sudden sense of danger made Saber beat him. Shivering, immediately hit with a leg, and then stretched away.

All of his opponent knows, whether it is the confusion of the Wind King enchantment, the length and width of the sword, or even the martial arts that he has trained on the battlefield for many years, the opponent knows it clearly. Obviously, the black knight must know it. Yourself!

And that kind of obsession is not like Master's command at all, it's more like Servant's own will!

But there was a chilling black mist around Berserker, and he couldn't see his true face at all.

"Judging from your skill, it is impossible to be an unknown person. I ask you, since you have recognized me as the King of Britain, Altria Pandoragon, you should report your history out of the glory of a knight. The challenge of concealing your identity is like a plot!" Saber yelled!

"...I know that you are different from before, and you must have your own will! So how can you hide your honor as a hero and a knight!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha..." A deep, terrifying laugh came from the black fog, and with Saber's words, the thick black fog finally began to dissipate.

At this time, Saber's instinct told her that it might be a mistake of her to let the knight tell her true identity, but now it is too late to regret it!

It is a piece of armor that is neither vulgar but also gorgeous, but its complexity can also show the ingenuity of the craftsman. The countless scars are like the medals of military exploits, which makes Berserker look brave and brave. A perfect knight armor!

Saber naturally knew the owner of the armor. He was the knight who had galloped on the battlefield with her and vowed allegiance to her. He was more dazzling than anyone on the round table and more outstanding than anyone!

"You...how could it..." Saber couldn't believe it.

How much she wished she had read it wrong, how much she wished she hadn't asked that sentence, but it was too late now, that black figure did not have the endless glory, and only cursed the pitch black!

The black knight was silent, and slowly pulled out the treasure that had never been used before, the treasure that truly belonged to him.

Following the knight's movements, Saber's eyes naturally fell on the sword.

Yes, it was like a withdrawal from one's own sword. They were all forged by inhumans, with fairy characters, under the moonlight, like a lake flowing...

That is him, known as the perfect knight, the strongest knight of the round table under Arthur's throne, and he is worthy of the weapon-indestructible lake light!

"Arthur..." his voice was low and hoarse.

Berserker took the initiative to take off the mask. Under that mask, it was not the beauty that Saber remembered that countless people envied, but was thin and haggard, pale as the color of a dead person. When he was summoned as Berserker, Lancelot I have already lost everything I have because of the curse.

"...Ah, what? How..." He took a staggering step back, Saber couldn't say a word, his whole body was weak, as if he would fall down at any time...

She didn't hold on for long before she finally fell to her knees in despair... Has that man lost his most basic glory as a hero...

"You, how do you..." Looking at the figure who had been with her for so many years, Saber's tears were finally uncontrollable, but she still gritted her teeth and asked: "Do you hate me that much! My friend! Ah, even if you turn into an evil spirit, do you hate me so much? Answer me, knight of the lake!"

The girl finally couldn't help the worst blow...

No matter how sharp Rider's language is, no matter how his treasure makes him hesitate, but after all, without the shock of the scene before him, Lancelot's living figure finally made Saber into despair...

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A woman is crying, her beauty is heart-moving, her crying is heart-wrenching, but no one sympathizes with her, some are just contempt, betrayed her husband, unchaste wife, betrayed sinner, and been defeated by King Arthur’s merits. The blinded people scolded her, but they would never know that her husband, their king was not a man at all!

Lancelot fell in love with her, she fell in love with Lancelot, this is the root of all evil, and it is also the beginning of the end of the legend...

When she gave up everything for this country and married the king who was also a daughter, when her sacrifice was necessary, he still wanted to save her...

Even if it seems to the world to be a treason, a rebellious minister and a criminal, he can do his best, even if he is an enemy of the whole world? But he can't do it. As the most important companion of the perfect king, he who has the title of perfect knight can't do this seemingly simple thing...

The king he serves is so perfect, she saves all people in fire and water, she is noble and holy, she is selfless, how can she betray as a perfect knight?

But the final outcome was so dramatic. The final result was a tragedy driven by a caring person. He and Wang could only meet in battle, but he knew that his king had never blamed him, even if they met, Even if he was stripped of his name, Lancelot knew that it was the king's helpless act. Even if he committed the greatest crime, the king still faced him with the most noble friendship.

It is precisely because of this that he cannot resent, he can only endure the pain silently and cannot vent, because ah, he has no reason and no object to vent...

He himself was called to the world as a Berserker and lost everything he had, just to keep himself from being entangled in the painful feelings. Since you have the will to make yourself painful, then you are willing to turn into a wild beast without reason...

Going along with my instinct, all this was so beautiful, but until I met that man, all this changed...

That seemingly young boy returned his sanity and let himself face his king with this appearance, which made him very sad, but, perhaps, as the boy said, well, don’t care. Recklessly vent, can you get salvation? Can I really get my ideal ending? Can you really get out of guilt? He doesn't know, but he has no other way to go, just listen to the boy's words and follow his will...

In that case, let me vent, vent with my own will, and face all this with my own will!

Do you really hate me so much? Knight of the Lake!

what. Yes, if I am not a knight, if I am just a man, if I am not a loyal minister, if I hate only as a person, I might be able to save that woman!

But why, from the bottom of my heart, tells me that all this is not the case?

Chapter 0042 Let's fight together, Saber!

Saber was knocked to the ground again, how could she be Lancelot's opponent without fighting spirit?

The indestructible lake, the sword paired with the Sword of Oath of Victory, makes Saber's holy sword groan every time it is swung, as if facing the betrayal of brothers and sisters from the same root...

Saber lowered his head, facing Lancelot's attack, he couldn't even resist, it was just a unilateral torture.

Seeing the sacred sword, which had fallen into a pitch-black magic sword, Saber felt sour in his heart.

That much-anticipated knight, the idol and goal of thousands of knights, turned into this terrifying beast, but the unparalleled martial arts has not been lost.

My friend, are you cursing? Cursing this country that brought you despair, and the king who brought you despair? Are our dreams meaningless anymore?

"Redemption can't lead the country!" The words of the King of Conquer are still in my ears, and the instinctive refutation is really there now and there is no reason...

Lancelot, I have no other expectations, I just hope your understanding, because you are the most perfect knight, I don’t do anything else, I just hope your approval, but now, even you, finally abandoned Is it me?

"Please...Stop it..." Having lost everything, Saber now looks like he's not a king. He has completely lost the pride of being a hero, and he sighs in grief.

She fell softly to the ground, breathing heavily, her sacred armor was also messed up by the dust on the ground, and the holy sword in her hand could only support the consciousness she barely had...

She can't resist, and doesn't want to resist...

‘Maybe, it’s good to leave like this, in Lancelot’s hands...’ The confusion in his eyes made Saber forget everything, the vows, the promises...

‘Is everything my fault...Is my persistence wrong? ’The confusion about the future and the road has made her lose her way.

Lancelot came over and gave Saber a heavy kick, which made Saber retching, without mercy. Lancelot kicked again and made Saber roll over. Land...

This kind of abuse did not make Lancelot’s eyes any pleasure, but deep sadness. The king in his mind was not such a pitiful look. His majestic and majestic king was a symbol of his existence. victory!