One Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty-Six, Figure It Out Here

"cough…"

"Well…"

In the silence among the kings, the fierce battle ended in a way that no one could have imagined.

Achilles and Atalanta both fell to the ground.

There is a hideous wound on their bodies.

Under the body, there is a pool of blood slowly expanding.

The two famous heroes in Greek mythology lay quietly like this, coughing up blood while moving their fingers.

In the end, neither Achilles nor Atalanta gave up.

It's not that I don't want to struggle, but that I can't do it.

Although the spirit core was not destroyed, both riders felt that the time of death was approaching.

"Ahh..."

The two heroes who gave up struggling understood.

"Is this the power of the Demon Eye of Death...?"

exactly.

Even though the spirit core was not destroyed, Achilles and Atalanta were fatally wounded.

The critical line of death was cut off, making it impossible for the two of them to recover from their injuries.

And since the vital injuries cannot be recovered, the time of death will come sooner or later.

Even if Achilles and Atalanta struggled, it would be nothing more than an ugly move to delay death.

Therefore, the two gave up.

Even if the heart is not reconciled.

No matter how firm the belief is.

Only this matter is irreversible.

So, both of them squeezed out the last bit of strength, turned their eyes with difficulty, and looked in the direction of the throne.

There, the murder weapon in the hands of the bloody murderers was still dripping their blood, only a pair of ice-blue magic eyes turned around,

Cast your eyes on the two of them.

Inside, there is neither pity nor sympathy, but the calmness of accepting death as a matter of course.

"Haha..." Achilles couldn't help laughing, and said with some self-mockery: "It's obvious that he killed the heroic spirit with his human body, but that guy doesn't feel proud of it at all."

"...Maybe." Atalanta looked at the ceiling and said lightly, "For that man, we are just opponents of this level."

"Have you been despised?" Achilles said so, but immediately overturned his words, saying: "No, no, it should be said that in his record, the defeated generals of our level should have There are quite a few, right?"

"That's right." Atalanta said with a faint smile on his face, "It really makes people wonder what kind of Shura field that man has gone through before he has the current strength."

"What?" Achilles said with a free and easy smile, "Has Eldest Sister taken a fancy to him?"

"It's a pity." Atalanta said slowly, "I'm not interested in men."

"Well, that's true." Achilles said with a wry smile: "After all, Eldest Sister is a believer in Artemis, and she has already sworn to remain pure."

"...That kind of thing is already irrelevant." Atalanta said indifferently as if killing her own feelings: "It's just that my wish can only end here."

Speaking of this, Atalanta's always sharp and calm tone was slightly regretful and unwilling.

Achilles knew it.

Unlike herself who simply wants to pursue a powerful opponent, Atalanta will participate in the Holy Grail War, which is a relationship with a wish to be fulfilled.

It was a wish that would be surprising to those who knew her well, but also a wish that would be taken for granted.

Basically, Atalanta's values ​​are equal to those of beasts.

It is normal to obtain food for survival by robbing.

Life and death are preordained, and only the strong and the weak decide.

Only for those children who are not cared for, Atalanta will have a sympathy that a human being should have.

The huntress, who was abandoned by her parents since she was a child, only hopes to repay this kindness to the children.

Therefore, Atalanta's wish is to use the Holy Grail to create a world where all children can grow up surrounded by love.

Although this is not as good as Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, it is still quite a distant wish.

Of course, such a wish cannot be fulfilled by the Holy Grail.

But Atalanta still held a glimmer of hope and walked on stubbornly.

The reason why he assisted Amakusa Shiro Tokisada was also because of this wish, right?

If Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's wish comes true and all human beings are saved, then children can also grow up happily.

But now, Atalanta can no longer see such a world.

"I also had a hunch that the person who killed me might be that man." Atalanta said very indifferently: "Now, this hunch has also come true, it is really a keen feeling that is only effective in a bad sense Woolen cloth."

"Really?" Achilles asked in a low voice, "Will the elder sister feel unwilling?"

"Of course, if I still have the strength to draw a bow and set an arrow, I will return that man's arrow if I die." Atalanta's voice also weakened, and said, "What about you? Do you have any regrets?"

"...Is there?" Achilles smiled and said: "Although I got the desired opponent and satisfied my inner desire for fighting, but if possible, I hope that the teacher can finally praise me of."

The unexpected childish speech made Atalanta laugh too.

Then, light particles began to appear on the silhouettes of the two riding heroes.

"...Looks like it's time to go."

"No way, I hope that priest can really realize that wish."

After leaving such words, Achilles and Atalanta turned into a burst of light particles and disappeared with a touch of regret and a relief that they didn't even notice.

Red rider and red arher exit here.

Perhaps, as Atalanta said, this is also the doomed ending.

After all, on the first day of the Holy Grail War, the first enemy servants Fang Li encountered were these two famous Greek heroes.

Fang Li just watched the two heroes leave.

"The original enmity is settled here."

The words that only he could hear stayed here, and the ice blue in Fang Li's eyes began to fade.

"You... are you okay?"

It wasn't until this moment that Joan of Arc came to her senses, seeing Fang Li's blood dripping all over her body, she hurried over.

Only Mordred was left, his eyes under the helmet were fixed on Fang Li on the throne, and he smacked his lips inwardly.

(Master, it seems that monsters that you and I have never thought of appeared in this Holy Grail War...)

This sentence seems to have spread to Shizi Jie Jieli.

The sigh of the necromancer who understood what happened here also reached Mordred's heart.

(It is impossible to win the Holy Grail from such a monster...)

Obviously, Fang Li's outburst made the fearless master and servant hesitate.

But the Holy Grail War is still going on.

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