Stray Chapter 67: Beauty under the moon

The influence of the evil of this world remains.

All kinds of negative emotions fill the whole thinking, pain, anger, hatred, resentment, violence, despair, sadness... These chaotic and mixed malice are like refining the most extreme darkness in the world noodle.

They turned into extreme curses, which caused Xia Ran to be affected by these negative malice, and she couldn't help but start to have some absurd thoughts in a trance. It seemed that she couldn't help hating herself, the world, and all existence!

Kill everything, destroy everything, destroy everything... The strong inclination of self-will and the tendency to destroy other things makes him a little unbearable.

But under the persistence of a strong enough mental will, he can only be said to be affected at this moment, but he is not controlled, but only has a schizophrenic, almost morbid feeling.

Enduring the chaos caused by the various malicious curses still filled with spiritual thinking, and the residual effect of the whispering bewitching effect of the Ebony Blade, Xia Ran returned to Liudong Temple in Yuanzang Mountain as quickly as she could.

"Master, why did you come back alone?" Medea couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw his suitability, but she seemed to understand something immediately, "Could it be..."

"That's right, it's what you think, so now the contract needs to be cancelled first..."

Xia Ran explained it very calmly. After all, panic can't solve the problem, so you just need to follow the steps step by step.

"According to the plan we negotiated before, transfer your contract to Sakura."

"Understood, then I'll call that little girl out now, master, prepare yourself first..."

Feeling the rush of the Master, Medea also knew that the current situation might be a race against time, so she didn't say much, her body disappeared directly into the air, in this position in Liudong Temple, the space shift was very Simple.

Xia Ran naturally has no objection to this. He originally had this idea, but maybe he can do some other things at this time.

Turn his head to look at the leisurely swordsman holding a long sword at the door, he said bluntly: "Sasaki, do you have time now? If possible, I still want to ask you about your "Yanhui" ..."

"At this time?"

The swordsman who guarded the gate was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at the dark night, but then he smiled slightly, as if he understood something, and nodded in agreement.

"Well, if master you feel the need, of course I have time."

While saying this, he put down the five-foot long knife in his arms, and walked in from the mountain gate and entered the spacious courtyard of the venue.

Speaking of which, if you kill Sasaki Kojiro directly at this time, then the skill scroll will also be able to explode, and Xia Ran will also save a rank-a karma crystal, but it is also impossible for him to do such a thing.

Although everyone is different about the bottom line, if you stick to it, it will always exist. After you break it once, the bottom line will continue to lower until it disappears.

Because I can take the initiative to break the bottom line this time, the bottom line that has been lowered in the future will be more easily broken, and in the end, it will naturally become a completely self-interested person, no matter what it is, there is no bottom line... people.

The long knife swayed, and the breath released from it was neither murderous nor hostile.

"Master, you should know that I don't have a name, I can't read and write, I'm not a person who still has the energy to have a name..."

Standing opposite Xia Ran, the ancient swordsman seemed to say so with emotion.

"Because this body as a hypocritical servant can't last for a long time, he is playing the role of Sasaki Kojiro, a nameless swordsman who will be thrown away after use up..."

"I've never thought of it this way..." Xia Ran on the opposite side frowned slightly. He had enough respect for the man who was born for the sword in front of him, because he knew that It was a great feat that he could never accomplish.

Fifty years as a day, constantly swinging the sword, and finally mastering the magic skills that transcend the human realm as a human being.

"I know Master, you haven't thought about it that way, so, if I have to say the only thing that matters to me, it's now..." Sasaki Kojiro was still smiling calmly, "Yes, I'm here. It's not Sasaki Kojiro, but I just happen to be the best swordsman to wear this name."

"The undead that was summoned just because of the secret sword of Sasaki Kojiro in the record... But at least, this is the secret sword that I have cultivated."

With a transparent voice, the swordsman said, staring at the Master in front of him.

"Even if everything is meaningless, I don't even know myself, but if you really want to remember this sword and let it pass on, I don't think there is a better scene than this. ."

This fictitious swordsman has a bright mind, seems to have realized something, and said this very seriously.

Tonight is the last exchange.

After that, the future will probably be indefinite, because the nameless undead like him may not have the opportunity to be summoned again, and the one who was summoned is definitely not the one he is now.

"...I understand, so this time, I will definitely remember this style." Xia Ran nodded very cautiously.

"Very good..." The fictional swordsman showed a smile from the bottom of his heart, slowly posing with his long sword.

The magic sword, Yan return.

The sword skill that surpasses the realm of humans and even reaches the realm of magic is the sword of Shura that challenges gods and Buddhas with human bodies. This magic sword does not allow defense or counterattacks against non-divine bodies.

The nameless swordsman, the ultimate meaning honed at the risk of all his existence, blossomed at this moment.

It was only a single blow, but at the same time it released blades with different trajectories.

A flash from the real world, and then ignoring the concept of time and space overlapped with two flashes at the same time, resulting in a slash from three directions.

That's the "multidimensional twist phenomenon" that transcends the elements of speed, sophistication, and feint attack. He is clearly just a nameless swordsman who doesn't even know magic and magic, but he has reached the realm of second magic despite his limitations.

"Do you see clearly? Master, do you need to show it again?"

Exhaling lightly, the swordsman looked at the magician in front of him.

Xia Ran didn't speak. He closed his eyes and seemed to be seriously recalling the sword just now. He seemed to be digesting something. After two seconds, he opened his eyes again and pulled out the ebony blade. Then slowly put on the same stance.

Completely consistent, the standard is like a thousand exercises, and every movement has been exercised to the extreme.

Seeing this, Sasaki Kojiro's eyes lit up slightly. The next moment, he saw the magnificent and deadly magic sword belonging to him from the perspective of a bystander!

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"Although I don't know how to do it, I can only say that my practice is still lacking... But if I can, I really hope to have a showdown with you master!"

After a while, wearing an elegant shirt, the swordsman shrugged and sighed as if nothing had happened: "It's a pity that now is really not the time, and I definitely can't be so ignorant."

Under the bright moonlight, the cold night wind swayed the entire woods outside the temple.

The existence of this nameless swordsman is like a dream. When the flowers and birds disappear, and even the moon in the void disappears, it seems to disappear without a trace...

The magician retracted his sword, experienced the realm of swordsmanship that reached the height of magic, and said softly, "There will be a chance."

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After finishing everything on Liudong Temple's side, Xia Ran finally felt relieved, but then she heard a new sound.

Although he opened his own page and took a look, he found that the stay time was still a question mark, and he didn't know the reason, but he still did not give up this opportunity easily, so he quickly left Liudong Temple and continued to rush to the former Xindumin Over there.

At this point, the battle is over.

Crystal snowflakes fell one after another, Saber knelt weakly on the snow, crying bitterly, tears dripping on the trembling gauntlet.

As for the blood of the berserkers that slipped along the blade, at this moment, it has evaporated without a trace because of the main lord's exit.

There is nothing left at the scene. After all, servants are just summoned demon-like existences. When the existence itself is destroyed, all the simulated physical phenomena will naturally be restored to pure spirits themselves. .

—Obviously, it's a winner.

It's just that Saber couldn't help crying because he couldn't bear the pain and self-blame. He knew that he shouldn't have killed him, but he killed him anyway, even if it was more like Lancelot hitting himself at the last moment blade.

The girl whimpered, but she couldn't even make a sound, and she didn't allow herself to make even a single sound. Facing the last moment of the loyal knight, I couldn't even say a word of comfort to him, and now I have no right to cry.

While searching for a way to save the country, how many people's thoughts and worries have you ignored?

Let's not talk about Lancelot, but also Gawain who sacrificed his life bravely, Galahad who died on his mission, what were they thinking at the last moment? Are they equally regretful and unwilling to die? Why hadn't I thought about it before?

The girl was sobbing, as if countless thorns had split her heart.

"I don't think this is the best way? He doesn't actually hate you at all, he just wants you to punish him yourself..."

In the silence of Tang Tu's visit, Xia Ran's voice sounded without warning, "He couldn't be redeemed until he died. You killed him with your own hands, but you freed him, so why are you so sad? What?"

Saber didn't respond, she just knelt down and cried silently. What happened tonight hit her too hard.

First Irisviel...

And then the truth of the Holy Grail...

Lancelot...

Now she even feels that her whole being has completely lost the meaning of existence, and even the direction to move forward. She originally thought that she still has a miracle that can subvert her destiny. As long as she can get the Holy Grail, she can make up for everything. Correct all mistakes.

Even if you can't listen to people's hearts, even if you're accused of being the king of loneliness, it doesn't matter at all. As long as she can win victory for her hometown and her subjects with her own hands, this is what she asks of herself, what she must do as a "king".

But now, there's nothing left...

Then, when people who have committed sins in the past suffered the due retribution for that sin?

Xia Ran sighed, looked around the empty space, then turned and walked away, leaving some personal space for Saber. He didn't expect his mouth cannons to be immediate and wake up this obsessed knight king.

If she could unravel the knot in her heart with just a few words of comfort, she would not refuse her own redemption and end up like this.

And most importantly, he also encountered a little problem-

It seems that the staying time has not changed much from just now until now, so that he rushed back and forth twice, and after explaining all the funerals as quickly as possible...but it still hasn't happened. Start to return.

Doesn't the restraint force exclude itself at this time?

I didn't understand what was going on. He just walked around aimlessly, wanting to see if he could find the key that Kotomine Kirei had exploded.

Those two people should have been killed by an excessive amount of black mud, because in the original plot, the black mud was just drizzling on them, but now it is pouring directly down like a waterfall.

Anyway, Xia Ran has no way to determine whether the two people died in the indiscriminate sweep of Saber's holy sword, or died in the black mud... but it's not bad.

It's all his cause and effect anyway. The liberation of the holy sword was caused by his Command Spell, and the Holy Grail was summoned in advance and the black mud flowed out because he killed Gilgamesh.

But just now, Xia Ran only found the **** key of Emiya Kiritsugu, from which the magic engraving of the Emiya family and the origin bullet were opened, and now she came back and got Lancelot's key. , as for Kotomine Kirei's key, he didn't know where it was rushed.

Although there is nothing, at most Bajiquan, and magic crystals such as Command Spells, but no matter how small mosquito legs are, they are still meat. Xia Ran is idle now, so she wants to look for it. can not find.

However, it is very uncertain. The Bloody Key is neither material nor energy. It is something that only the lost person can see. It does not even have a specific aura and energy response, whether it is mental power or breath perception. ...and the surrounding area of ​​ruins is too large.

With this thought in mind, he walked slowly on the snow until he saw a figure in front of him.

In the silent and uninhabited white night, the beautiful figure stood quietly in a place where it could not be distinguished, looking at the direction of the stars.

"Good evening."

Seeing his appearance, the girl in the kimono seemed to have known him for a long time, with a soft smile on her face. He greeted with a natural tone, as if the two were friends who had known each other for many years.

It must be because of the extremely beautiful snow.

Even strangers who don't know each other can't help but want to spend time together.