Chapter 100 This Fancy Show Is Superior and Drunk

The sound of explosions in the sky shook the heavens and the earth, and the bright brilliance, even the high hanging sun, paled in comparison

But such a powerful explosion, under Enkidu's deliberate control, did not cause even the slightest damage to the ground... The dazzling brilliance was only fleeting...

After the aftermath, all that was left was the battlefield that seemed to have been plowed once and completely turned into ruins, while the protagonists on both sides had disappeared...

Fuyuki City, which has been bustling since the morning, at this time...has finally completely recovered its appearance as a dead city, without a single sound

There is no living person, deserted and lonely... just like Lorentan when he was destroyed by himself

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boom~~~

The magic sword that once drank countless heroes finally left the host that had been bewitched by it for a long time, and fell powerlessly on the snow, letting out a powerless cry

Alsace's body trembled, and he sat down weakly against the ruins. The skeleton armor on his body had already been completely smashed by Enkidu's treasure, leaving only broken pieces on his body, with the long white messy hair... What a scene of a hero's end

Still alive...

This is something that even Alsace himself hadn't thought of. With the blessing of the Command Seal, that r's Noble Phantasm is so powerful that it is unbelievably powerful... Even if he and Sindragosa join forces, Unable to resist the feeling of utter powerlessness... It seems that the previous experience was in Stratholme, where Alsace was forced to slaughter his own people, and where he began to fall

But how long has this feeling lasted?

At that time, he was hit by the nail of light, and was forcibly taken up to the sky, and was at the center of that holy brilliance. Watching the eruption of that ray, watching it shrink to brilliance...

That moment of effort, my own heart. As if experiencing the judgment of God, the soul has been subjected to the most severe torture...

"Still...alive..."

with a sad smile on his face

Alsace at this time. I no longer see the evil and hideousness of the Lich King, but only the loneliness and loneliness of the knight Alsace

With a mocking smile on his face, he laughed at himself: "So it's like this... Thanks to that strange r's treasure, I finally remembered why I was summoned to participate in this Holy Grail War. Do you still want to see her? I want to apologize to her personally... I want to see her... Hehehe..."

The low, miserable laughter became louder and louder. In this empty place, it was heard from far, far away, gradually, with a bit of choking, a little sobbing...

The young death knight, alone in this deserted place, let out his weakness to his heart's content

And at this moment.

rustle...

The sound of light footsteps approaching slowly disturbed the empty atmosphere

"who"

The laughter stopped immediately, Frostmourne was held back in his hand, and the expression on Arthas's face turned cold again... A look of wariness appeared in his eyes, and he was about to stand up. But just halfway up, as if touching some kind of wound, he let out a low cry of pain. Weakly fell back down

"it's me"

The originally slow footsteps became firm again after realizing that he was discovered by others

silver armor

In the snow, the knight in black walked up to the dark knight with steady steps, one step at a time.

"It's you?"

Alsace's eyes flickered

"it's me"

Arturia looked at the desperate black knight with complicated eyes, "I wanted to find you first, but it seems that my detection ability is far inferior to r. In the end, he preempted it, but you are still alive. ..."

"Yeah...I'm still alive, but unfortunately..."

Alsace tried a few more times. But I found that I couldn't even stand up, with both hands. It has even begun to gradually fade... It seems that even though he saved his life under Enkidu's treasure, he has lost his master after all, and he has already exhausted himself while resisting the nail of light all his magic

"But it's a pity..." He stared at Artoria firmly, with unwillingness in his tone, "It's a pity that I don't have the ability to kill you now..."

"Yeah...it's a pity that I can't compete with you in your heyday, it's really a pity"

Arturia's emerald green eyes looked at Alsace seriously, and asked: "But it's not the knight who took advantage of the danger, so I came to you knowing that you were seriously injured, not to kill you, but to look for you." I have a question for you."

"Ask me? What's the question?"

Arturia was silent for a moment, and said, "You... seem to hate me very much? Why? We haven't met before, right?"

Alsace showed a mocking smile, "You came to me to ask this question? Don't worry too much about it. I'm just a narrow-minded villain who can't see others living better than him."

"I have a better life than you...? I don't understand..."

Artoria showed a bit of bitterness on her face, "Also as a king of subjugation, I can't understand why I need you to be jealous. As far as the result is concerned, we are actually no different. Strictly speaking, we should be sympathetic to each other. That's right?"

"Same sickness and sympathy?"

Alsace showed anger on his face, "You really dare to say it, if I can't move now, I will kill you with a sword. From the first time I saw you, I knew... only you , if I meet, I must kill you with my own hands My own strength... You have such a life with no regrets and no complaints, but you show that disgusting look of regret in front of me who has nothing. Are you here to mock me? Are you here to laugh at people like me, even regretting Don't you have any qualifications?"

Struggling to get up, it's a pity that Frostmourne could no longer bring him strength, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment. Alsace could only stare at the shocked Arturia fiercely, and roared: "You bastard, I never kill women...but if I have the power now, I will definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you, you know?"

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"I...I really regret..."

Taking a deep breath, for some reason, facing that weak opponent who could crush her to death with one finger, Artoria subconsciously felt a little guilty, and she argued: "I didn't want to show off in front of you, I I'm really regretting...even to the end of my life, I failed to protect my country. My painstaking pursuit of the Holy Grail is precisely to make up for my regret."

"Sorry... hehehe... sorry..."

Alsace laughed miserably, looking at the exact figure in front of him.

A woman who truly regrets and regrets...

"What qualifications do you have to regret that you can spend your whole life protecting your country, and always be the same... To die to protect your country is something I dream of doing. You obviously already have what I have. Everything you desire, but you don’t know how to cherish it, you tell me to repent... Then what about me? Who should I tell? I killed my father with my own hands, destroyed my country with my own hands, and hurt the people who love me and their expectations My people... don't live like life or die, they can't even end themselves, they can only accept the suffering from the heart and the body every day..."

Two completely different people, two kings with the same regret and pain... In this indifferent snow field, he asked her loudly: "Who do you think I should confess to?"

Facing the lamenting question of the knight who seemed to be showing off, Arturia couldn't help but took two steps back... A guilty expression could not help showing on her face, to be continued.

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