[Shin Master Lan Yanqiang Professor Emperor Weber has] the lock of the sky

History has never been a fairy tale that can be concluded with "they lived happily together". Whether the world is peaceful or lovers get married in the end, those are just the obsession and delusion of novelists.Behind every word in the history books is the bloody wind of conquest and slaughter. No one can escape, and no one can be happy.

The moment the black mud poured out, apart from Gilgamesh in front of the Holy Grail, Artoria, the Knight King who was closest to the Holy Grail, was the first to be swallowed by the black mud.The powerful magic power impacted her whole body, smashing her consciousness to pieces.In a trance, she saw the splendid gate of the Seat of Heroes, and the god of death who led her here looked down at her. The gaze behind the hood made Arturia, who had always been emotionally insensitive, feel a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter with you, Reaper?"

The blond god of death turned his eyes away, and said calmly: "Your eyes are very similar to a person, a person I have been missing, but I am not qualified to see."

The words that were too sincere struck a strange chord in her heart. She, who had never talked to others before, expressed her regret and sadness very easily in front of this stranger who had never even seen her face: "I There are also people who really want to see but are afraid to meet. I owe a girl the happiness of a lifetime, and I owe a knight the fame he deserves."

Speaking of this, the heroic Knight King showed a little sadness on his face, which made her look more in line with her own gender and age, but it was also more heartbreaking.

The god of death sighed slightly, and raised his hand to pat the girl's head. It wasn't a gentle gesture, but it made her feel a long-lost intimacy: Having an older brother probably feels like this.

"If you don't want to see them, I can help you forget all of this." Death suggested, "You can return to the world as an ordinary person and start a new life."

But the girl resolutely rejected his proposal.

"Even if they resent me, I still don't want to forget them." Arturia looked up at the inscription on the gate of the Seat of Heroes, and replied without hesitation, "What has happened will not disappear with my forgetting." Disappeared, so I still hope to see them again. Even if I am resented, even if I am blamed, I want them to know that my promise to them and the belief I uphold have never changed."

The blond god of death looked at her for a long time, sighed softly, and asked slowly: "If you have the chance to return to the world, what is your wish?"

"I want to give everyone a peaceful and unified country." The girl looked at the unknown distance, and her words still had the domineering and firmness that the famous knight king should have.

The blond Grim Reaper was silent for a long time, then he suddenly stretched out his hand and gently held the girl's face.

"Even such a character that never turns back is very similar to him." The god of death whispered in her ear, his voice was gentle and sad, this sadness pierced her heart accurately, and she held it gently with an unprecedented intimacy Touching those cold hands, he couldn't help but ask, "Why are you wandering around the world?"

"'Because I'm the God of Death'—if someone else asks me, I'll definitely answer that." The blond God of Death smiled a little rascally, "But because of your eyes, I occasionally, tell the truth."

"I want to fulfill a promise." The blond god of death looked at his hands and muttered to himself, "I want to beg someone's forgiveness—although I know that I, who has hurt him countless times, am not even qualified to beg for forgiveness." No."

"Okay, the time for chatting is over. The King of Knights of Britain." The voice of the god of death returned to his usual arrogance and indifference. Following the direction of his finger, the magnificent palace appeared in a golden light, "Come on, come here The place where heroic spirits rest forever, forget all the sorrow and glory, and enjoy the eternal peace outside of time..."

In reality, the King of Knights struggled out of a coma, and the temporary altar was replaced by a strange scene.She looked around nervously. Not far away, Lancelot hugged Kariya tightly. After confirming that Kariya was unharmed, the expression on the purple-haired knight's face eased a bit.Kariya looked helplessly at his lover's undisguised angry expression, and lightly patted the arm around his waist.Diarmuid screamed and rushed to the front: the magician of Archibald's family fell to the side in embarrassment, and he couldn't even get up after losing a crutch.

"Lord Kenneth!" The strong knight effortlessly picked up the handicapped magician, and quickly checked Kenneth's body with the same movements as Lancelot, but the original high priest of Kish obviously did not have Kali He has such a good temper as Ya, so the response Diarmuid got was, in addition to "I'm fine", there was a burst of chestnut plus the sentence "Idiot still doesn't let me go".

——But compared to the other two who were making physical contact, the interaction between the Prince of Uruk and the High Priest of Kish seemed much warmer, and at worst it could only be regarded as flirting.

Emiya Kiritsugu was pressing the dagger against Kotomine Kirei's throat at this moment, his dark gray eyes were full of anger that was more piercing than the cold light of the dagger.And Father Yanfeng, whose life is hanging by a thread, still maintains a mask-like facial paralysis expression, and he speaks calmly, even with a bit of creepy pleasure in his voice: "Better than killing me, you should first think about how you can leave alive Here it is, Emiya Kiritsugu."

The few who had awakened their memories looked at the scene in front of them with the same serious expression on their faces.

What appeared before their eyes was a rich city.The magnificent city gate is as bright and clear as the blue sky, and the tall city walls are decorated with exquisite patterns. The street where they are located is lined with shops, and the magnificent palace stands at the end of the street. The garden that occupies almost half of the palace seems to be suspended in the sky. In the middle of the sky, it is the paradise where all myths spare no effort to praise and the beginning of human civilization: the Garden of Eden.

"It's actually Babylon," Iskandar's loud voice suddenly sounded, and everyone followed the prestige in surprise. A burly, bright red figure appeared in front of them, and the face of the invincible king still showed unshakable confidence. : "Or, should it be called Uruk?"

The black-haired boy stared blankly at the king who was still smiling in front of him. After noticing the boy's shocked gaze, Iskandar walked over with a smile and rubbed Weber's hair with ease.At the moment when the familiar temperature fell on the top of his head, he had vowed not to cry again, but he could no longer stop the surging tears.

"You idiot!" The young man unceremoniously daubed tears on the red cloak of the King of Conquerors, and reprimanded intermittently, "Who allowed you to disappear and come back without authorization? Is it interesting to play with me?"

Iskandar deftly ignored the little magician's reprimand, and his smile naturally showed a bit of pampering: "It is true that Yu was sent back to the Seat of Heroes by the King of Uruk. Now that he is back in the present world, it should be the Holy Grail's magic power overflowing that made the Heroes The reason why the constellation and the present world are connected again."

"Let's get down to business first." Iskandar looked around with a serious expression, "This place should be an illusion created by the Holy Grail. So as long as we stay here, our power will be continuously absorbed by the Holy Grail. The most urgent thing is to find the King of Uruk as soon as possible." , go out from here..."

"You don't need to look for it." Lancelot said suddenly, staring fiercely at a certain direction, the joints of his clenched fists turning white.

The figure of the King of Uruk (to be precise, the King of Uruk 6000 years ago) appeared at the other end of the street, holding a person's hand tightly, smiling brightly as if he had found the most precious treasure.The person walking beside him has rare long green hair and emerald green eyes like jewels. Although the clothes on both of them are stained after fierce battles, the smiles on their faces are bright and happy, like It is the clear and clear sky of Uruk.

"I won today, Jill, you are not allowed to renege on your debt." Enkidu stopped when he walked to the gate of the Temple of Heaven, with a slightly more cunning smile on his face.Hearing this sentence, the smile on Gilgamesh's face faded instantly, and his pretentious words sounded as tragic as rushing to the execution ground: "Who is going to renege?! This king will not be afraid of a fat snake!"

Enki patted him on the shoulder very happily, and then walked lightly towards the palace: "Then go borrow the snake from Sargon first." Gilgamesh turned pale when he heard the word snake After a few minutes, "I'm going to engrave the new record on the city gate."

Gilgamesh's angry roar echoed on the street, obviously full of anger, but also exuded a sense of helplessness and even joy.The face of the king of Uruk is no different from that after he became a heroic spirit, but the ease and happiness in his eyes at that time no longer exist.

After a slight tremor, the place where they stood changed from a bustling street to a garden of Uruk Palace.Under the luxuriant broad-leaved tree, the two snuggled up to rest like tired children. Gilgamesh still had thick dark circles on his face, but his expression was as serene as he had gone through a catastrophe.

"Promise me, Enkidu, you will be with me wherever you go." Gilgamesh buried in Enkidu's hair, whispering.Enkidu found a comfortable position on his shoulders, closed his eyes, and replied solemnly: "I promise you, Jill. No matter what bad things you do, I will always be with you."

The breeze shuttled through the lush garden, leaving rustling whispers among the leaves. The figures of the two sleeping together gradually disappeared, but the strangers who watched other people's memories remained silent, as if they were indulging in this happiness. But in the sad memory, it's like being unable to get out.

The story of Gilgamesh and Enkidu is still widely sung thousands of years later, and the friendship between the mountains and rivers fascinates countless people.But those who envy these will always forget that this story does not have a happy ending, and the days that these two people spend together are sighingly short; In the long time, facing these untouchable memories, what kind of heartache and despair will it be.

The king who killed the divine bull and unified Sumeria finally got the "eternal life" that ordinary people dream of, but this supreme glory has become the cruelest punishment. He cannot cross the river of Styx that washes away his memory. Death is not allowed.He became an eternal wanderer in his own country. Year after year, the king exiled by time wandered in this troubled land. He saw the Akkadians from the north brutally slaughtered Sumeria. I saw Babylon build a splendid city on the ruins, I saw the Jews wandering around holding up the scriptures, and I saw the Macedonian army crushing Persia.He watched cities being repeatedly contested as holy places, and wars were repeated in the name of jihad.When he finally got tired of this endless wandering, he built a paradise of nothingness outside of time, where there were gardens and palaces he built for his loved ones, and all the scenery they had enjoyed together, but this Everything, but will never be seen by that person.

He engraved almost begging words outside the gate of the paradise, but he knew more clearly that even if he went to hell, he would never be able to get close to the person he loved the most, not even a little bit.

"I'm sorry, King of Conquerors." The one who broke the oppressive silence was Kariya whose eyes were already red. "I can't accept your proposal. I didn't come here to be deceived or to stop King Gilgamesh." He squeezed Lancelot's hand tightly, looked up into his lover's amethyst-like eyes , "I want to help him, even if it's the last thing I can do in my life."

"I'm sorry, Lance..."

Kariya's apology was interrupted by Lancelot's finger pressing on his lips: "You don't need to apologize, Kariya. I understand."

We all know how insanely painful the loss of a loved one can be.

Diarmuid sighed in distress, looked at Kenneth, who had a bad face beside him, and commented: "They all know this is a scam, and they all know that the Holy Grail can't fulfill anyone's wishes at all, but they still come here, still Accompany my brother to finish this crazy one-act play—indeed, they are all fools.” Under Kenneth’s puzzled gaze, Diarmuid raised an incomparably bright smile, “And I have always been one of these fools.” The silliest one."

"That's right, you're downright stupid." It wasn't Kenneth who said this, but the protagonist of all memories, Gilgamesh.In reality, the hero king of Uruk glanced at the acquaintances in front of him with a sneer, his smile and words were equally cold and cruel: "You bastards who think you know this king. You really think that this king will go all out to revive a broken soul like this For many years, even at the condescension to participate in this boring war?"

Under everyone's shocked gaze, the smile on Gilgamesh's face expanded into a cruel taste: "Since you are so interested, you might as well read the rest."

The garden in front of him has now become the magnificent palace of Uruk, and the clay figurine with long green hair is lying on the bed and looks haggard—he is tied to the bed to be precise.The chains that had been used to restrain the divine bull were now tightly wrapped around that slender limb, and the iron chains had left bloody wounds on his body.King Gilgamesh, who drove away the god of love and killed the god bull, finally attracted the dissatisfaction of the gods. God's punishment could not fall on the godless king of Uruk, but the creation of gods could not resist.

The nightmare haunted Enkidu lingeringly, and the piercing pain drove him almost crazy, but the chains that bound his body so tightly that he had no chance to end his own life, after three days of enduring , he finally said the last request in his life to Gilgamesh who was always by his side.

Gilgamesh was standing beside the bed, his hand holding the Bizarre Sword was trembling uncontrollably.Enkidu opened his eyes and looked at him, his nearly distracted eyes were full of pain.

The blade of the Deviation Sword fell heavily, and the sharp blade pierced the flesh and made a dull sound.Blood splattered on Gilgamesh's face, freezing his gaze into solid ice that could no longer melt.Gilgamesh knelt by the bed holding the sword, the grief on his face was extremely vivid, as if the sword pierced not only Enkidu's heart, but also his own soul.

"I swear to you, Enkidu." King Uruk kissed Enkidu's long hair for the last time, and made a promise to those who would never respond to him again, "I will wait no matter how many thousand years, whoever hurts you, No matter who it is, I will kill them one by one with this sword."

The illusion gradually disappeared, and the king of Uruk, who had become a heroic spirit, stood motionless, with the same coldness in his eyes as in the illusion: it turned out that his wish was not to resurrect Enkidu from the beginning to the end, but to give to those arrogant God revenge.

The core of Enkidu's soul is used to create a sky lock that can bind even gods, and his power becomes a deviant sword with the power to cut time and space. Beyond the order of the "magic memory" - the Holy Grail.

"This is the whole truth, and this is what this king wants to realize. Now, all the preparations have been completed, and this king will end everything at the place where the so-called myth began. If you still want to live, just get out of here." .”

The arrogant king laughed and disappeared, and the rich Garden of Eden turned into ruins.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Everything just now seemed like a nightmare, an overly real nightmare.

"...he's crazy..." Weber whispered the thoughts of most people present, and everyone was silent.

"No." It was Iskandar who broke the silence, "There is something wrong with what Jin Yingying said just now."

"There's something wrong with his nerves." Kenneth said bluntly.

"He said just now that 'the Holy Grail has absorbed enough power', but if that's the case, why did he summon so many heroic spirits and magicians to come to the world? I remember that the king of Uruk is not a very patient person. If the magic power has long been Enough, why did he wait until now to start the ritual?"

"There is only one possibility..." Wei Bo's voice gradually became lower, he grabbed Iskandar's clothes, his face was full of disbelief, "He will use himself to fill in the magic power that the Holy Grail lacks."

Everyone fell silent again.

"Although Wang is really not a good person," Kotomine Kirei said calmly after a while, "but I still think it's a pity to let him die like this."

"Just what I want!" Iskandar laughed boldly, summoned the mighty chariot, and carried Weber into the chariot to chase after him. The bold roar echoed in the air for a long time: "Warriors of Sumer, let's fight together!" Save your king!"

No, I don't think that's what Kotomine Kirei said.Such complaints were unanimously hidden in the hearts of the people below who looked up to the heroic appearance of the great emperor.