: The Gift from the World

Britain, the royal city of Camelot.

At some point, it suddenly rained over the dilapidated royal city.

It was black rain, like tears from the sky, trying to heal the wounds on the earth.

But sadly… Grief can never cure despair.

It can only make these wounds caused by despair even more hideous.

And that is in such a heavy rain:

“Do you have any last words?”

Shaar opened his eyes again, and looked at Vortigern who was already in a state of vigour.

At this moment, Vortigern has lost all his strength.

The Dragon King without the support of the will of the island is not a real Dragon King at all, and from the moment the [White Dragon King]’s authority was transferred from him to Shaar, he was destined to no longer be able to survive in this world.

There can only be one king.

Regarding this, even Vortigern had nothing to complain about in his heart.

Even, quite the opposite.

Now Vortigern only has curiosity in his heart.

He really wanted to know, what was the purpose of this person in front of him, and he came to him, rushing to die.

But unfortunately, until the moment of his death, Shaar did not answer his question.

But forget it.

“Anyway, you and I won’t have a good end to 453.”

“You start cursing from now on—you still have something to wait anyway.”

He laughed mockingly, his voice was like an old bellows, hoarse and muddy.

This is a king’s advice before his death.

But Xiaya didn’t intend to pay attention to it at all.

Die badly or something… From the very beginning, he had already had such an awareness.

Even this body was on the verge of falling apart because of the high-intensity battle just now.

——The man-made man that has been developed in a short period of time is still too fragile after all.

Judging from the current situation, he must findOnly the new “surrogate ghost” can continue to survive in this world.

That’s not much to say.

Xia’s current moral bottom line is very low, and he doesn’t mind the lives of innocent people at all.

In order to achieve the ultimate victory, he can sacrifice everything that can be sacrificed.

However, what made Shaar hesitate a little.

From the very beginning, he had faintly felt it.

Not far from the north, there seems to be something that has been attracting him and calling him.

His intuition (afeb) told him.

That should be one and very important, even enough to change the fate of him, Arturia, and even this island.

“Does such a thing really exist in this world?”

Char thought suspiciously.

But his legs still ran towards the north very honestly.

— Anyway, the road is not far.

This section of the road is indeed not far.

It took less than half a day for Xia Ya to find the corresponding location by relying on that kind of intuition.

This is a church.

The church is very large, and you can see the glory of the past.

But now it has long been abandoned, with dust and cobwebs everywhere on the beams and columns.

Even the statue enshrined on the table was missing half of its body, obviously it looked like it had been maliciously damaged.

This is somewhat ironic.

When disaster strikes, even the gods cannot protect themselves.

Not to mention those believers who once pinned their hopes on the gods, hoping to be protected by the gods.

Just, now.

When an object that was clearly incompatible with this church came into Shaar’s eyes.

Shaar suddenly felt that the so-called god… seemed to really exist again.

“So… is this the gift the world gave me?”

Shaar stretched out his hand and picked up the object.

This is a cup placed on the table, exuding golden light.

There wasn’t any dust on the glass – it had obviously just been there, or had just been placed on it.

And when Xiaya recalled those things that happened in the root space, he almost understood what was going on.

“Ignorance is omniscience.”

“Incompetence is omnipotence.”

“Stupid people can go away safely.”

“Gifts are given to those who do not ask.”

People who have been in and out of the root are destined to receive the attention of the restraining force and gain some abilities that ordinary people cannot possess.

For example, the second method.

But the problem is that Shaar is not a magician, he doesn’t understand the power of those “magic”.

In this regard, even if the restraint force wanted to help, it would definitely not be able to help.

So, in desperation.

They can only call out the last “miracle” that exists in this land.

【Holy Grail】.

The cup that can fulfill all wishes is now placed in front of Shaar.

But for Xia, this miracle is both honey and arsenic.

He needs to make the right wish – in this way, he can get a perfect ending.

However, perhaps not even the Holy Grail.

This time, the “master” it met was a stupid and worldly person.

He does not desire true wisdom like King Solomon did.

Nor is it like Galahad, who has no desires and desires, who will return the Holy Grail to heaven.

He didn’t know what kind of wish he should make to be considered “correct”.

All he knew was that the Holy Grail was a powerful treasure.

Even if you don’t do anything, just keeping it by your side can bring unimaginable power to the holder.

so–

“Just help me for a while.”

Xia Ya said with a smile.

There is divine power, released from this cup.

Under the guidance of this holy power, Xia pressed the cup on his chest.

“Ugh—”

It is obviously a tangible cup, but it breaks the limitation of reality.

It smoothly integrated into this body that was on the verge of collapse, and quickly repaired those innate defects that theoretically could never be changed.

“So, it can last for a while.”

Feel this body that has regained its vitality.

Shaar turned his head and looked in the direction he came from.

Relying on the power of the White Dragon King, he can clearly feel it at this moment.

In that dilapidated city, there was an aura that he was very familiar with, which was constantly active.

The breath was a bit chaotic, showing the owner’s anxious mood.

Xia Ya felt that at this moment, the expression on that innocent little girl’s face must be very interesting.

——It’s just a pity.

Now, he couldn’t witness that scene with his own eyes.

“I won’t say goodbye.”

“Because we shall meet again.”

“Artoria Pendragon.”.

Subspecies Singularity: The Banquet of the Round Tables

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