38. The person that Jin Shanshan cares about is… a man?!
At this moment, in the light curtain.
[The sea monster was gradually burned to ashes. But in the core of the sea monster, in the heavy fortress of visceral flesh, Caster said nothing, concentrating on the white and dazzling moment of destruction. ]
[“…Oh…Oh…”]
[Yes – this is the light he had seen before. ]
[In the past, wasn’t he also a knight, galloping on the battlefield in pursuit of this light? ]
[The memory was so vivid and strong that it pulled Gil back to the past. ]
[He seemed to see the scene of King Charles’ coronation ceremony in Reims again. During the ceremony, a beam of light shining from the stained glass of the cathedral, intertwined with the new art music played in the church, surrounded Gil and Joan of Arc, the heroes who saved the country who participated in the ceremony, and formed a snow-white and brilliant joyful blessing. 】
【Ah, yes – it is this light. This light once illuminated his knight’s path, and now it once again illuminates the memories and dreams in his heart. 】
【He, Gilles de Rey, still remembers that day clearly. Even though he later fell into the devil’s way and committed serious sins, that memory remained in his heart like a brand, deep and vivid. 】
【That was his former glory, his glorious moment as a knight. Although his ending was full of humiliation and hatred, and he was despised by the world, that past glory will always exist in his heart, and no one can deny or subvert it. That is the most precious treasure in his heart, and neither God nor fate can take it away or tarnish it. 】
【However, at this moment, he has two lines of tears on his face, and his heart is full of a sense of loss. 】
【He can’t help asking himself, what was he confused about in the past, and what was he lost? How good would it be if he could look back and admit everything? 】
【But just as he was muttering to himself, the pure white light had swept everything, taking the past to the other side. 】
【Archer stood on the towering steel bridge, smiling, staring at the destructive light that burned everything. 】
【He said to the air beside him: “Did you see it? King of Conquerors. That is Saber’s glory.” 】
【Rider had just experienced a harsh battle, stopped the Divine Bull Chariot in mid-air, and also looked at the aurora of the “Sword of Promised Victory” from afar. 】
【He snorted coldly and replied: “Seeing such a beautiful and moving light, you still don’t want to acknowledge her?” 】
【Archer’s expression was not slanderous, but with a tragic gloom. 】
[He said: “Because she carries the hopes of all the people in the world, she can shine so brightly. It is dazzling, but it is precisely because of this brilliance that people feel sorry for her. Because I know that the person who carries all that is just a little girl who loves to dream.”]
[Rider looked down at the river and saw Saber’s petite body, which had just finished a fierce battle.Panting in the death battle. 】
[He knew how heavy the responsibility was on her fragile shoulders. Even though he was a happy-go-lucky person, he could never tolerate that kind of “meaning of life”. 】
[“No one has ever pitied that girl, and she has never experienced the taste of love. Being entangled in the curse of “ideals”, she finally fell into that state, which is heartbreaking and unbearable to watch.” Rider sighed. 】
[Archer showed an obscene smile: “That’s why she is lovable, isn’t it? She has an overly lofty ideal, and in the end she will definitely burn herself beyond recognition. When the dream turns into a bubble, just lick her tears of grief – the taste must be quite sweet.” 】
At this moment, the world of the Fifth Holy Grail War:
Altria looked at the expression of the King of Heroes in the light curtain, and then listened to his words, and her face showed anger and disgust.
“This guy!”
At this moment, the magic power she burst out startled Shirou Emiya on the side.
And Shirou Emiya also looked at Gilgamesh with anger on his face.
“This bastard, what kind of hero king is he like this?!”
On the other side, at the Tousaka Mansion.
Tousaka Rin’s face was also full of disgust and disgust.
“Although he has some strength, he is really annoying.”
“Golden Pika!”
And in that light curtain.
[Rider glared at Archer, who was intoxicated with fantasy, with sharp eyes: “We two are indeed mortal enemies, the Hero King of Babylon.”]
[Archer smiled leisurely: “Oh? Have you realized it only now?”]
[Rider’s address to the Golden Heroic Spirit made him smile again: “So what do you want, Rider? Use force to express your anger now?”]
[Rider said frankly: “If it is possible, it must be very pleasant. But I am a little exhausted tonight and cannot fight you.”]
[Then he showed a mocking look, “Of course, if If you think this is a good opportunity and want to fight me, I don’t mind fighting with you.”]
[Archer responded in a leisurely tone: “It doesn’t matter. I allow you to escape, King of Conquerors. I won’t feel satisfied if I don’t defeat you in your most perfect state.”]
[Rider raised his eyebrows cunningly: “Hmm? Haha, are you still injured by the black-clothed boy?”]
[Archer’s red eyes gradually became murderous: “Provoking me will be treated with death.”]
[He completely ignored Rider’s jokes, and the atmosphere instantly became tense and dangerous. Rider smiled and manipulated the reins of the sacred bull, pulling away from Archer.]
[“Leave it for next time, King of Heroes. The duel between the two of us will definitely be the final battle to determine the Holy Grail Overlord.. ”]
[Rider’s voice echoed in the wind. He still firmly believed that only the Heroic Spirits with the qualification of “King” were qualified to seize the Holy Grail. No matter whether it was the King of Conquerors or the King of Heroes, one of them would eventually stand at the top.]
[After saying this, the Heroic Spirit Iskandar left a proud smile, turned around and flew away from the top of the bridge, heading straight for the river bank where his Master was waiting.]
[The Hero King Gilgamesh stood alone on the bridge, watching Rider leave, but he did not completely agree with his point of view.]
[He whispered to himself: “Is that so… I have not decided yet. Only one person can enjoy my treasure. Rider, you may not know that the one I really care about is actually another person. ”】
[Thoughts drifted back to the distant past, and the Hero King thought of that special man.]
[That was a man made of clay, but he wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Son of God. His arrogance eventually angered the gods and brought punishment from heaven. However, at the last moment of his life, the man’s tears and words deeply touched the Hero King’s heart.]
[“Why are you crying? Do you regret it now? Do you regret following me and doing these stupid things?” The Hero King once asked him.]
[The man shook his head and answered with his last bit of strength: “No. I just wonder, after I’m gone, who else can understand you? Who else can fight shoulder to shoulder with you? My dear friend, I can’t help crying when I think that you will be alone from now on…”]
[At that moment, the Hero King finally understood that although this man was just a mortal, his will to live beyond the ordinary was more precious than any treasure in the King’s treasury.]
[He sighed with emotion: “Foolish man who hopes to achieve a sad wish beyond the ordinary duty… Only King Gilgamesh can pity your destruction. Delicate but dazzling person, let me hold you in my arms. This is the decision made by the king. ”】
[As the golden figure gradually disappeared into the night fog, the hero king’s loud laughter echoed in the air for a long time, full of evil and unruly.]
[He seemed to have decided on his own path, a lonely and challenging path, just to find the person who can walk side by side with him.]
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