Chapter 401 Chiron's Unexpected Visit

Chapter 402 Chiron’s unexpected visit

Feel the strong swaying. The magic is drained from the stripped nerves. The soul is melting, melting, dissolving. Although his consciousness is clear, he cannot think. The weak instinct was telling something sadly, but to "him", it was just a subtle beast's cry.

Unable to recognize, unable to think. Completely unable to construct logic. Unable to assert oneself, unable to even determine whether one is alive. Only innate knowledge can turn the feelings that have been as elusive as clouds into words.

——I am living.

Simple facts. It was a fact that even a crying baby could subconsciously understand, but until now, he still didn't know what it meant to be alive.

He is a creature created based on magic circuits. While his understanding of knowledge is quite amazing, he also lacks a sense of reality.

No matter how deformed a creature he is, his five senses still operate faithfully, and his organs called "ears" receive sound waves from the outside world.

"Is he still alive?" It was a clear voice.

"Yes, it's just...it's very difficult to live seriously. I'm afraid I can only save three years of life." The deep voice said this.

What followed was silence, a voice he was no longer familiar with.

During the long days in the magic supply tank, all he could hear were these empty echoes, meaningless silence.

So he broke the glass trough and forced himself out of there, just to get rid of the illness that almost crushed him to suffocation.

It didn't take long for those two voices tore through the gradually closing curtain.

"...I'm so sorry for soiling your bed."

"It doesn't matter...but let me ask a question, why do you want to save him?"

Why save me?

So, was I saved by him?

Suddenly some kind of power was injected into his heart, and the delicate android once again ordered himself to go against his instincts, forcefully opened his eyelids, and turned his head.

What came into view was a handsome young man with a pink ponytail and light armor, and a muscular blond man standing next to him with a slightly troubled expression.

"Ah, I'm awake."

Astolfo noticed the movement on the bed and answered Chiron's question while waving enthusiastically towards the android.

"Because I want to save him."

There was no momentum in his words. Just save because you want to save. Simple and natural. Because of this, this is an act that is difficult for anyone other than Rider to do.

However, Astolfo's next words made Chiron change his expression.

"What's more, I'm not the one who really saved him, right?"

"……What's the meaning?"

"Ah, yes, after all, I brought him to your room - actually, I didn't discover this child, but the sixth director, Miss Lingxia, entrusted it to me."

"Sixth Director Lingxia? In other words...the Osare clan?"

The android heard the blond man take a slight breath, seemingly quite surprised. After a moment of silence, he said to himself:

"It seems necessary to ask for clarification."

"Well, what did you say?" Astolfo did not hear Chiron's whisper, and it was obvious that the great sage did not intend to let the paladin know his thoughts, and turned to discuss things about artificial humans.

"Caster seems to be chasing him?"

"Ah haha, who cares about him?"

Astolfo smiled and raised his hands in the air. Although Archer sighed, he believed that his judgment must be correct.

It is true that winning on the battlefield is important, but the current situation does not lead to a situation where the duty of a heroic spirit is forgotten. Saving him and letting him go should be allowed and should be done.

"...I'll leave this room for a while. No one will come. Even if someone knocks on the door, don't answer."

"Thank you. Then, let me stay for a while."

Just before leaving the room, Archer suddenly looked back and spoke to the android:

"Tell me your wish."

"Chiron..."

"Call me Archer, the Black Rider." Chiron smiled gently, looking at the newborn in front of him with critical eyes like a strict teacher, "My room is not safe, as long as you stay in Mire Nia Castle, Caster will find you sooner or later - tell me, what is your wish?”

"Ah, of course -"

"Please don't talk, Rider. It's him I'm asking about. I need to see his soul and will."

Regardless of whether he likes it or not, the moment the sixth director Lingxia handed the artificial man to Astolfo, the artificial man fell into a strange whirlpool of fighting.

For a great sage, rescuing those in distress is a normal behavior. However, this time Chiron is holding the bow as Black's Archer. He must be responsible for the Millennium World Tree and his master Fiore. .

Perhaps today’s artificial man is still very ignorant, immature, and confused, but he still has the power to think, make choices, and decide his destiny—this is the biggest difference between humans and props.

We can help you, but first you can't give up on yourself.

If you are not satisfied with the answer, I'm sorry. As Black's strategist, I must nip your risk in the cradle.

Under Chiron's gaze, the android began to think. Wish, wish, wish - in the end, do I have the right to turn my wish into words? I have no power, no property, no history. I am just a device that supplies magic power... but I have given up even this mission.

However, he still has a desire that is not commensurate with his status. It is a wish hidden in his body, a dream. He never thought it could come true. However, it should be okay to just talk about it, he judged.

He opened his mouth. Using the vocal organ that had hardly been used so far, he reluctantly said the "wish" even though it was a painful task.

"Please save... save me."

Hearing this wish, Archer relaxed his face, nodded gently to the android, closed the door and left, while Rider opened his arms, hugged the android tightly, and replied in a light tone:

"I know, I will save you."

For this android, how lucky it is to meet the "black" Rider, Astolfo.

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On the suspension bridge built underground, Shuoyue looked at the magnificent Holy Grail with the help of little Jack's eyes.

Perhaps because of its roots in Romania, the shape of the Holy Grail has changed-there is no simple golden cup shape, but three statues of the Holy Maiden of Winter, like works of art, like trees rooted in the golden shell.

But Shuoyue can still feel the familiar resonance and call. Obviously, even if Danic spent sixty years, he could not break through the Holy Grail system made by Makiri, Tosaka, and Einzbern, and modify its internal bottom-level permissions.

Otherwise, there would be no Holy Grail War.

"Shuoyue mother, are you ready? Jack wants to sleep with Lingxia mother."

Even if the scenery is novel, it is boring for children. In the depths of consciousness, little Jack made a weak protest.

"Hush, Jack is a good baby. Just wait for Shuoyue mother... cough cough, Mr. Shuoyue is done, you can come back."

Just now, you must have wanted to say Shuoyue mother, Lingxia!

Shuoyue, who was far away at the other end, had a dark face. He blocked the interaction between Lingxia and Jack and continued to interfere with the system of the Holy Grail with magic.

Although he came as an Assassin, magic is not like martial arts that requires thousands of times of practice to form muscle memory. Once you know it, you know it. As long as your consciousness and memory do not change, you can perform it.

Of course, the same is true for magic.

Shuoyue, who fought with the Heavenly Grail in the Fourth War, had already mastered the system of the Holy Grail. As long as the key of the third law is still there, no matter how much effort Qianjieshu puts into adding disguises and coverings, Shuoyue can easily open the door lock and sneak into their "treasure".

Qianjieshu, your Holy Grail tastes really good~

And in the attempt to use the third law, Shuoyue came to three conclusions.

First: In the special environment of the Holy Grail War, the conditions for completely activating the Holy Grail have not changed-investing the seven knights' spirits, and if the job is different, more is needed.

Second: The Holy Grail cannot be taken away secretly. Although the Thousand World Tree cannot open the lock, it does not prevent them from setting an alarm on the door - as long as Shuoyue pries the Holy Grail, they will definitely feel it.

This means that Shuoyue's plan to secretly take away the Holy Grail has failed.

As for the third conclusion, although the Holy Grail cannot be taken away, Shuoyue can secretly create a GM account and go deep into the underlying system of the Holy Grail.

Although it is impossible to forcibly repatriate the Heroic Spirit and add a Command Seal to oneself, if the conditions are met, Shuoyue can designate a new Master and let the Holy Grail recognize and hand over the Command Seal!

This is undoubtedly a good backup method for the "Blue" camp that is short of manpower.

"Although I don't want outsiders to get involved, when it comes to the last resort, I will use this authority..."

While talking to himself, Shuoyue was about to control Little Jack to return, but there was a sudden fluctuation on the side of Sixth Guide Lingxia.

"What's wrong, Lingxia?"

"Someone is knocking on the door... Miss Altria said it was the Black Archer, Chiron!"

Chiron?

Why would the great sage of the Black side come here in the middle of the night?

Have my and Little Jack's actions been discovered?

Shuoyue was not panicked, and quickly gave instructions: "Disconnect and open the door, Sixth Guide Lingxia, follow the rehearsal on the plane, and never let Chiron get suspicious!"

That's the black camp's strategist. If she reveals the truth in front of him at the beginning, Sixth Guide Lingxia's situation in the future will be extremely difficult!

"But... Mr. Shuoyue's magic power will not be enough in this case!"

Sixth Guide Lingxia, as the intermediary for Shuoyue and Little Jack to share the vision, undertakes a large part of the nodes for the circulation of magic power. If she quits, Shuoyue will consume more than a hundred times the magic power to connect with Little Jack!

"There's no time, hurry up, I can use the command spell to replenish my magic!"

With a command, the will of the Sixth Master Lingxia was immediately cut out, and Shuoyue, who was sitting on a street lamp somewhere, groaned, and the magic poured out into the distance like a flood.

Damn, Assassin's physique...

Shuoyue cursed in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm, but his speech speed was much faster.

"Lingxia's mother is in danger, so little Jack, you have to try your best to cooperate with my rhythm."

"Okay, Shuoyue mom, little Jack will be obedient!"

Feeling the tense atmosphere, the little girl agreed seriously, turned into a ghost again, and rushed upward quickly.

The sacred golden light gradually faded, Shuoyue did not look back, but swore silently in her heart.

When we meet again, you must belong to me.

The Holy Grail.