The Strongest Deduction of the Comprehensive Comics

At the same time, Emiya Kiritsugu took out the Swiss Army Knife in his bosom, and stabbed towards Kotomine Kirei's eyes.

Kotomine Kirei leaned down, his feet clinging to the ground suddenly exerted strength, stepped forward with one step, and stuck in front of Emiya Kiritsugu.

Kotomine Kirei took a step forward with his front foot, his right hand clenched into a fist hanging from his waist, the three parts of his leg, waist, and wrist were unified in strength, and he hit an eight-pole secret technique - the fierce tiger climbed the mountain and blasted out directly.

The iron fist hit Emiya Kiritsugu's abdomen in an instant.

Emiya Kiritsugu immediately opened his mouth wide, his saliva splashed, his eyes seemed to be staring out of their sockets, he was directly knocked three meters into the air, fell to the ground with a bang, and couldn't get up again.

Kotomine Kirei looked at the fainted Emiya Kiritsugu with a calm expression. He had expected this ending long ago. A killer who hid in the dark and attacked and killed others with his eight poles without knowing his information. When a master is just head-on, losing is inevitable.

Kotomine Kirei looked at Emiya Kiritsugu in front of him, showing an evil smile.

On the other side, Saber allowed Lancelot to attack her with the lake light of no regrets, thinking of the confusion in her heart, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, she sighed lightly, and opened her mouth slowly.

Chapter 237 The Grateful Kenneth

"Mr. Lancelot, if I had abdicated at the peak of the country's development, perhaps there would be no subsequent tragedies."

Saber sighed lightly, and said in a complicated tone. After seeing the fetters of the King of Conquerors, Saber somewhat agreed with Yuu's words, because she also had that kind of fetters before.

Hearing this, Lancelot showed a startled expression, and even the body driven by the command spell stopped moving in shock.

"My lord, why do you think so?" Lancelot said with a confused face.

"My wish when I drew the sword from the stone was to save Britain in the flames of war, and after expelling the alien race, my wish has been fulfilled." Saber said in a complicated tone.

"..." Lancelot was silent, he couldn't refute Saber's words, because he knew that all the Knights of the Round Table agreed with King Arthur's dream of saving the country, and were attracted by her brilliance, so they gathered under King Arthur's command with all their blood.

But after expelling the aliens, the kingdom became extremely strong, and their dreams were realized, the Knights of the Round Table who were at a loss would be corrupted by the prosperity and gradually perish.

"A king once said that my way of kingship is only suitable for saving the country and not for governing the country. Now that I think about it, it seems to be true." With a bit of a bitter smile, Saber said slowly.

During her reign, she dealt with every detail of the kingdom's affairs, big and small, handling affairs without deviation, and punishing enemies without partiality. She was like a precise balance, calculating the balance of gains and losses.

"I keep sacrificing the innocent people of one village, so as to protect the peace of ten villages..." Saber's tone was rather complicated, and was interrupted by Lancelot before he finished speaking.

"Your approach is not wrong, it is a necessary sacrifice." Lancelot said firmly.

Lancelot was not blamed for interrupting her narration arbitrarily, and the harsh words seemed to be non-existent in Saber, the holy king narrated the result. "But I, who kept repeating this behavior, led to the demise of the country."

"The demise of the country is our responsibility, the responsibility of all the Knights of the Round Table and all the people." Lancelot's tone was unusually firm.

A look of astonishment appeared on her pretty face, and Saber looked at Lancelot with a look of astonishment. She didn't understand why Lancelot would say that the country's demise would be the fault of all the people.

Sensing Saber's question, Lancelot smiled wryly, and spoke slowly.

"The invincible kingdom has given us more ideas. You have given us too much expectation. We think that you, the invincible, can bring us a war that can win without losing a single person."

"So we began to question your behavior of killing less and saving more, and even thought it was a taint to chivalry, even though everyone knew that your actions could save more people."

"But there are no immortals in war!" Lancelot concluded mockingly.

"..."

Saber was speechless, she never thought that the country's destruction would be caused by her too strong record.

"...You don't have to feel guilty, my king, your desire to compete for the Holy Grail is to make up for the shortcomings, but it is not you who are sorry for us, but we are sorry for you. This is the common view of all the surviving knights after you passed away. !"

Lancelot resisted the Command Seal with strong willpower, knelt down on the ground, and knelt in front of Saber in a five-body posture.

"Get up, Sir Lancelot, I don't blame you, after all, it's my fault in policy." Saber stretched out her hand towards Lancelot.

"It's like this again, blame yourself for the crime, my king, you are too holy. It is because of your holiness that we are ashamed!" Tears slowly flowed down Lancelot's face.

"Please let us bear our due sin!" came out of Lancelot's mouth with pleading words.

"...Sorry, I can't do it." Saber said with a smile and tears.

"..." Lancelot knelt on the ground, protesting motionlessly.

"Share...to bear, okay?" Saber tilted her head, scratched her cheek and said softly.

"Follow the king's order!!!" Lancelot quickly got up, and said in a firm tone with a knight's salute.

The monarch and his subjects immediately met each other and smiled.

After a while, Lancelot took a deep breath, maintained the posture of a knight saluting, held the unrepentant lake light in the palm of his hand, and held it in front of Saber.

"The responsibility for subjugation of the country is shared, but personal mistakes must be punished. This is the honor of a knight! Your number one knight, Lancelot, here again, begs for your punishment!"

Lancelot's words were sonorous and forceful, with a sense of relief on his face, he finally said it, his crimes are finally coming to an end, and he can finally be worthy of his title of perfect knight!

"Mr. Lancelot..." Looking at the relieved Lancelot in front of him, Saber pursed her lips.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Ran's holy expression appeared on Saber's face again. Facing the figure kneeling on the ground, she smiled with tears in her eyes, picked up the fallen holy sword, and stabbed into the loyal body. Inside the knight...

The pitch-black magic sword once again regained its former azure color.

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In the castle of Einzbern.

At the tea table in a certain living room of the castle, Yu sat on a chair and drank black tea.

In order to ensure that they can reach the root, Hassan, Kiyohime, and Irisviel were all arranged by Yuu to prepare for a ceremony at the location of the Great Holy Grail on Enzang Mountain, the first spiritual vein in Fuyuki City.

There are still a few hours before the preparations for the ceremony are completed, so Youcai sat leisurely on the sofa. What he has to do now is to use the power of the amplitude to keep the little Holy Grail from collapsing and disintegrating.

"Would you like some black tea? Mr. Kenneth." Yu pushed a cup of black tea at a suitable temperature to Kenneth, and carefully placed a long straw in the cup, not far from his head.

"Thank you very much for your help, Your Majesty the Magician, El-Melloi will always remember your friendship." Kenniston was a little flattered to receive such a courteous reception, and thanked him again and again.

Kenneth lowered his head and took a sip of the coffee, feeling the sweet and fragrant taste, the soft sofa and the warm room, showing a refreshing expression.

In the early morning, he was beaten into paralysis by Emiya Kiritsugu, and then he was tied up with a bomb and ran around, and even encountered heroic spirits fighting at close range. God knows how he lived today, and now he is finally safe.

"Aqiu~~" Kenneth sneezed violently.

"Hey, Mr. Kenneth, did you catch a cold outside the forest?" Yuu looked at Kenneth suspiciously.

"It seems so. After all, it's winter now. Do you have a coat and a woolen hat?" Kenneth said awkwardly.

"Eh~~" Yuu looked at Kenneth in front of him, thought of Sora's graceful body, nodded, energy and matter were converted, and a forgiving-colored military coat and a forgiving-colored woolen cap appeared in Yuu's palm .

Looking at it, Yu felt that his heart was broken or broken.

"Is this... magic!!" Kenneth looked at the hat and military coat that appeared out of thin air in front of him in shock. Creation out of thin air can be said to be a secret ritual at the level of magic in the eyes of magicians.