Chapter 763

In the dilapidated factory, Kenneth looked gloomily at Lancer kneeling in front of him on one knee. He was in a good mood to get the curse. He was stirred up by the news brought by Lancer.

His fiancee sola... Is missing.

"You... Incompetent guy! A waste who can only boast!"

Lancer had to quietly bow his head and endure the scolding.

"It's just for you to protect a woman temporarily. You can't even do that. It's unreasonable! Your so-called knight is such a thing!"

Silence surrounded the master and servant in the abandoned factory. The constant abuse finally let Kenneth vent his pent up anger and resentment. Looking at the servant who knelt in front of him and said nothing, Kenneth felt a burst of relaxed and refreshing.

Maybe until now, Kenneth can finally establish an ideal master-slave relationship with this hero. Although it's a little late, if we can treat this Lancer earlier... It's best to blow his self-esteem so thoroughly immediately after the call. If he had done so earlier, the self righteous servant would not have two hearts and serve himself obediently.

"Master." after a long silence, Lancer suddenly called Kenneth in a cold voice.

"What's up? Do you have anything else to say?"

"That's not what I mean. It seems that something is approaching us. It's probably the sound of an engine with automatic drive."

Although Kenneth didn't hear anything. However, the hearing of ordinary people is far from being comparable to that of servant.

At dawn, it is absolutely impossible for the motor vehicles targeting the abandoned factory to just pass by.

Think about it carefully. When he decided to use this place as a stronghold, the camouflage barrier he imposed around him was almost time to show flaws... Kenneth smiled dryly while laughing at himself who was no longer a magician.

"Lancer, attack and defeat it immediately. Don't be merciful."

"I see." Lancer nodded, immediately incarnated and disappeared.

With the disappearance of Lancer, Kenneth's original dignified posture and expression were instantly fragmented.

Bitterness... Full of bitterness climbed up his face with ferocious wrinkles.

Once a magic genius, he has what a child prodigy calls himself, but now he has become like this, a waste that even magic can't release! Even his fiancee can't protect the waste!

"Wei Gong cuts Si!" he clenched his palm into a fist and beat the armrest of the wheelchair. Kenneth vented his resentment.

"You crazy dog! The scum of this magician!"

Da, Da, Da... The sudden noise suddenly woke Kenneth, who was in a frenzy. PA Da... Something was thrown on the ground.

"Who? Who's there?" Lancer just went out to meet the enemy. How could anyone sneak into his side?

Click, the comer doesn't seem to hide his killing intention at all. The sound of gun bullets loading appears unusually cold and clear in the dark.

"Is it you! Wei Gong Chesi! Is it you! Get out of here! You crazy dog, waste! The scum among magicians!" the familiar sound made Kenneth ring again. When his magic circuit was cut off, he couldn't help roaring wildly into the dark.

The cold touch from the back of his head made Kenneth swallow all his next words. Under the threat of naked death, Kenneth retreated.

"Wei Gong cut the heir..." he looked at the man standing in front of him, old coat, unripe hair and listless beard. Different from his gloomy appearance, only his eyes glowed like a sharp blade... I won't forget the man who cruelly tore all the magic circuits in his body at that time, the hated einz Belen running dog. An expressionless man in a loose windbreaker.

Kenneth's eyes showed a biting killing intention. His hands holding the handrail were twisted, and his haggard face was twisted and ferocious. If he hadn't become a useless man, maybe he would directly rush to clamp the devil's neck in front of him.

A piece of paper fell around him. It was only very ordinary stationery, but Kenneth stared at the concise words on it.

"If you don't want your lover to die, look back quietly..."

Kenneth stared wide and moved the wheel of the wheelchair to change the direction of his body. Deep in the darkness of the waste factory, the light from the skylight lit up a place like a spotlight.

In the light and cold light, the outline of a sleeping woman fell to the ground.

No matter how dim the light was and how far away the distance was, Kenneth could not read that face wrong.

Although the pain and haggardness on sola's livid face showed that something had obviously happened, a strand of hair on her mouth trembled like a breeze. The breath at that time proved that she was still alive.

The micro machine gun in Weigong Chesi's hand was aimed at sola's head. Kenneth's breath was stagnant. He looked at the ruthless man in front of him and didn't know what he wanted to do.

Then another piece of paper flew down, and Kenneth's eyes widened when he saw the words on it.

No sign, no context... Gorgeous vermilion is scattered all over the earth.

Everyone looked equally stunned. Saber or Alice Phil, even Lancer himself stared at the abrupt end... The surprise of Lancer himself should be the strongest. Because he had no expectation and consciousness of the pain and despair.

Lancer stared blankly at the red lotus dripping from the red gun rod to the ground. It was hard to believe that it was his own blood.

His love shot through his heart. It was not others who thrust the tip of the gun into himself, but his own hands.

That would certainly not be his will, nor his hope. His red gun should pierce Saber's heart. Saber's sword should have pierced his heart.

Can completely ignore his fighting spirit and belief and arbitrarily deprive everything from him... This powerful power is a curse.

"Ah!" red tears came out of Lancer's wide eyes.

Betrayal... Another tragic betrayal... In order to change and really be loyal again, he came into this world as a spirit, but the result he got was a repeat of the tragedy... He just completely experienced the despair and sadness again.

Yingling looked behind him with his eyes wet with blood and tears. At this time, two masters came out of the abandoned factory to witness his ending. Kenneth, sitting in a wheelchair with an empty and dull expression, and another man standing holding sola's unconscious body. That's the real master of saber who I met in einz Belen and didn't know his name.

"You... So..."

Lancer knelt down in his own pool of blood and tried to say in a hoarse low voice.

"Do you want to win? Do you want to win the Holy Grail so much? Even my... Only sincere wish will be trampled... Don't you feel sucking?"

Kenneth looked blankly at the space after Lancer disappeared. Chesi casually put the sleeping sola on his knee. Kenneth gently stroked his lover's haggard sleeping face, and asked Chesi in a weak voice, "so your contract?"

"Ah, it's established. I can't kill you anymore..." Chesi slowly stepped back, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it... That may be the signal.

The gun rang, and the magician and his fiancee tore their bodies and fell on the concrete floor under the power of bullets they had despised in the past.

"Indeed... I can't kill you, so I have to ask Wu Mi to do it." the innocent spread out his hands and Wei Gong cut Si said expressionless.

"Woo... Ah...!"

Perhaps sola, who died without pain under the gun, was lucky. Kenneth was still sadly still breathing after he fell out of his wheelchair. He suffered many fatal injuries all over his body, and there was no hope of survival. But even if there are a few seconds left in life, it should be a long and cruel time if you want to silently endure the pain of death.

"... ah... Kill... Kill me..."

"Sorry, that's an unfulfilled contract." Wei Gong Chesi ignored the faint begging sound at his feet, spitting out the inhaled Lavender cigarette and replied in a cold voice.

The cry of pain did not go on. Saber couldn't bear to watch any more. He cut off Kenneth's head with a sword and ended his pain.