Chapter 528 The Decisive Battle Begins

stare--

In front of Ta Miao and Sabi, the young man in black robe was smiling, smiling naturally, as if he was infected by the too innocent smile of the silver-haired girl.

"Dad, you seem very happy today."

"That's because a certain stubborn guy finally figured it out."

"Hmm, who is that stubborn guy?"

"Well, it's a secret~"

"Eh-Dad? Dad!"

Little Jack threw himself into Shuo Yue's arms in dissatisfaction and acted coquettishly, while the young man smiled, skillfully and with a bit of freshness, teasing the child he had saved with his own hands.

Outside the door, Arturia hurried past with a potato pancake in her mouth. After a while, she walked back to the door and said in shock:

"Shuo Yueqing?! Are you... back?"

"As expected of my king, you noticed it so quickly." Shuo Yue put little Jack on her shoulders, making her giggle, and explained, "Of course, I am not back, but someone did it for me. The power is finally willing to open the door. "

Arturia easily understood Shuo Yue's metaphor, and a bright smile bloomed on her face: "In any case, it's a pleasure to meet you, Shuo Yue Qing."

"...This is hard to say, my king." The young man responded with a slight wry smile.

The tacit exchange between the two naturally did not escape the eyes of the other two people present, especially Atalanta, who was watching from the beginning to the end. She felt like a one-thousand-watt light bulb for some reason:

"When did these two people become so close?"

"It's very strange. I also heard Miss Lingxia say that Sakuyue and Artoria usually don't interact with each other. Even if there are work matters, they only communicate briefly, which is completely different from today."

In fact, what the Sixth Director Lingxia said was right. During the artificial man incident, Sakuyue threatened Arturia with a command spell. Since then, the two smart people realized that they could not get along with each other, so They always maintain a suitable distance and do not communicate easily unless it is during the spare time of war - they are worried that they will quarrel with each other and further deepen the rift.

However, now Shuo Yue and Artorya are talking and laughing, are there any symptoms of discord?

"How about you ask?"

"Me? Are you kidding? Why don't you go up... Okay." Looking at Shakespeare's natural look, Atalanta curled her lips, and after wagging her tail unhappily a few times, she walked forward.

"Hey...what's going on with you?"

So Shuo Yue and Artoria stopped talking, and their eyes exchanged for a moment. Artoria took the potato pancake in her mouth again and left happily, while Shuo Yue turned around and spread his hands as if helpless: " It seems that he is more suitable for you."

"What's the meaning?"

Shuo Yue smiled and said nothing. Deep in her soul, the white-gold sun sank into the horizon, the deep blue sea surged, and the sunset filled the sky.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, the cold, indifferent temperament returned to the young man again. He looked at the puzzled Atalanta, curled the corner of his mouth slightly, walked forward, and grabbed her face.

"It hurts."

"There is still time to worry about this." Shuo Yue relaxed his strength and sneered, "All our preparations have been completed, and then we will return to Black to prepare for the war."

"I got it..." The beast's ears drooped, and Atalanta lazily leaned against Shuo Yue, feeling his shoulders that instantly stiffened and softened, and felt a little at ease.

This was the Shuo Yue she was familiar with. The smiling young man from before was too dazzling, so dazzling that Atalanta felt bored.

Under the eyes of the gods, ancient Greece has never lacked such dazzling heroes, but it is precisely because of this that those tragic endings make people sigh with regret and talk about it with relish.

But no matter what, Atalanta didn't want Shuo Yue to end up like that.

So, this is fine. If indifference can buy safety and rationality can avoid danger, then Atalanta is not willing at all to Shuo Yue to become a fool who shouts honor and justice, even if all the fame, honor and disgrace are hidden in the dark, But for them, who cares about these things?

Let others fight for those false reputations. As long as you live safely and stay with me, it is enough.

With expectations that even her own could not believe, Atalanta closed her eyes and enjoyed the last tender moment with her lover.

————

The night is getting darker, this is the last darkness before dawn.

In the garden of Myrenia Castle, on a field full of blue flowers, Achilles is holding a spear in the posture of a "venomous snake". This is a method of holding the central part of the gun handle to perform a quick thrust and deflect the opponent's attack. In this state, it is fastest to launch an attack targeting the enemy's chest.

However, of course, such an attack would be avoided by the opponent twisting his body in a side step - no, the assassin would probably disappear from his sight in an instant. According to the teacher's analysis, Sakuyue's magic might be Ability to transfer space and create in an instant.

The ghostly movement alone is enough to cause a headache, not to mention that the young man also has two magic weapons in his hands. In other words, Achilles' immortal body is useless in front of Shuo Yue.

Achilles never underestimated Shuoyue's strength. What limited him from becoming a top servant was his physical fitness and fighting skills that had not yet reached the realm of God. However, the endurance of the third law made up for the problem of physical fitness to a certain extent. As for fighting skills, it goes without saying that even every day after he appeared in the world, this young man was training his gun and his sword, and under the gaze of the heroes, he caught up step by step.

"Damn... It's really like him."

When he saw Shuoyue, Achilles couldn't help but recall that man, the wise general of the Trojan War, the most outstanding adventurer in Greek mythology, and the protagonist with an indomitable will.

His name is Odysseus. After Achilles' death, he used the Trojan Horse to capture Troy. After the war, in order to return to his lover, he crossed the ocean and encountered the one-eyed giant Cyclops, the curse of the sea god, the temptation of the witch Circe and the sea spirit Calypso, the song of the magic bird Siren, the strait of the sea monster Scylla, the anger of the god Helios, and other hardships, but he still held his head high.

His martial arts were not outstanding in Greece, where heroes were like rain, but his will, spirit and wisdom were admired even by Achilles, especially the fact that Troy, which Achilles failed to capture, was defeated by him - which made him have a subtle sense of dissatisfaction.

And now, the assassin who looks like Odysseus has finally become Achilles' opponent, but unfortunately, he has lost his master, and his strength is only one-tenth of what it was, and he has lost the qualification to face the new moon head-on.

Achilles did not feel unwilling. The one who killed the Master was none other than Shuoyue. In other words, it was his fault for not protecting the Master well. It was Shuoyue's overwhelming victory in the strategic battle.

"But... there is still hope. If you abandon all the burdens and wield the war spear as a pure warrior - even if I am now, I can pierce your throat."

The sun was about to return. Achilles ended the meditation battle. He opened his eyes, looked at the darkness, and then walked towards Sieg's room.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Eh? Who is it? We have to go to bed~"

"Black Rider, it's me, Red Rider Achilles, I have something to talk to you about."

When Achilles found Astolfo and Sieg, Karna was bathing, and when he looked up, he met the eyes of the dragon slayer far away in the sky garden; Mordred lay in his sleeping bag, recalling his father's brief company, his eyes sparkling; Semiramis and Master Amakusa were resting between the kings; Chiron was talking to Master Fiore on the rooftop.

Red Lancer, Red Saber, Red Assassin, Black Archer, Red Rider and Black Rider who were talking, and Red Archer who was about to return, there were only seven members left on the black and red sides.

On the blue side that has already surfaced, Shakespeare is writing furiously, recording the legendary heroic story as if chasing time; Avisbron touches the core of Adam, and finally stands up as if determined; Siegfried overlooks the night sky; Little Jack and the Master Sixth Master Reika sleep in each other's arms; Altria wields a gun and a sword, and Shuoyue performs magic and returns to the black side's fortress with Atalanta and others.

Caster, Caster, Saber, Ruler, Assassin, Assassin, these are the six members of the blue side that Shuoyue has accumulated from nothing to something.

The bell of fate rings, accompanied by the lighting of the golden Holy Grail, the gorgeous morning light crosses the hills, and sprinkles the fair blessings of God on all things in the world.

After finishing her pious prayer, the blonde saint stood up, her school uniform turned into armor and forehead protector, the holy flag symbolizing victory fluttered, and the judge buried the regret of missing the conversation with the person he cared about in his heart, and took a step forward.

"I'm leaving."

"Saint lady, I wish you a safe journey."

So, it was dawn.

When he sat on the plane purchased by Qianjieshu, letting the steel object fly in the air at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour, and finally caught up with the sky garden on the other side of the clouds, Shuoyue, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

Beside him, Achilles, Karna, Chiron... a group of servants sat together, faintly, as if they were going to surround him, but Jeanne was not on this plane, as if she was used as a shield for the group of planes.

However, Shuoyue did not express anything. At this point, he just stretched his muscles and bones and looked at the last scene.

The battle finally reached the final location -

It was 7,500 meters above the ground, a magnificent view that humans could not reach at all.

The sky that filled the field of vision was boundless, and the horizon that could not be included in the field of vision announced the end of the human world.

There was a perfect world without any darkness. In this pure field that had not been stained by civilization until now, an offering that concentrated the wishes of all mankind was now presented.

It was a cup of desire.

It was the last battle of people whose hearts had been frustrated.

It accumulated the wishes of countless people, but could only fulfill one wish.

It was an existence that would only generate one beautiful correct answer.

- Even if it was a wish full of madness and despair.

"It has begun..."

The young man's whisper faded away, and as if to respond to his words, the empress in the king's room hooked her fingers, and a dark beam of light gushed out, crashing into the oncoming steel wings.

The first attack was not launched by anything else, but by a black plate with a total length of more than 20 meters arranged around the courtyard. It was a ritual of the Age of Gods called "Tiamtum Umu (Black Coffin of Ten and One)", and its power could be used to destroy an army even in modern times.

And this was the first obstacle that the black side had to overcome!