Chapter 62: Hope

Often, like the black mud in the Holy Grail Wars, the protagonist either learns the magic of the Grail of Heaven or completely absorbs the rising evil rhythms of this world.

Anyway, Wang Mu will not let the two of them pour black mud to upgrade, if they do that, they don't know if they upgrade, anyway, the possibility of dying ugly is very high.

"It's ...... What ......"

When Wang Mu heard this, he looked back and saw the saber standing on the steps, scarred, and staring blankly at the black mud tumbling in the yard.

Is it solved?

Wang Mu closed his eyes and felt it. He discovers that the knight with the gun has violated his contract with him, which proves that he has returned to the Ghost Hall.

But it's a very capable thing to do, because Saber has Avalon, inflicting so much damage on her with the Yellow Rose......

Wang Mu looked at the blood that was slowly healing from his body and sighed melancholy.

… Depart, my knight, your loyalty is recognized.

"Wang Mu...... Wang Mu!"

Panicked like a little girl, she trembled when she called Wang Mu's name, as if she wanted someone to remind her that it wasn't true.

"Hmmm......"

Wang Mu gave an explanation.

"You see, this is the Holy Grail."

"No kidding!!"

His face shattered as the saber slipped out of his hand.

"So filthy, so vicious, how can it be the Holy Grail!"

"It's not like that, but it's the Holy Grail, it's an inevitable reality."

Wang Mu drove out of hell and moved the saber from the ground to his side. The blonde girl is like a doll and does not have any resistance.

"Before the Third Holy Grail War, the Holy Grail was just as you might imagine, with souls fighting, making wishes. But no one won the first two times because it was too easy.

"The problem is the third time, we have an eighth Avenger," she wrote. Wang Mu recalled the scene of the Holy Grail War and said. "The true identity of the Avenger is the evil god of Zoroastrianism, Ahriman. No, maybe it's better to call it "Ahriman's Man".

His own strength is not worth mentioning, and he habitually returns to the Holy Grail after death, however, that's how it happened.

Thinking of the experience of the Manu people in Angola, Wang Mu couldn't help but feel sad - the ignorance and sin of human beings are really unimaginable.

"The Angolan Manu language means 'all the evils of the world', and it pollutes the purity of the Holy Grail so that it can only fulfill its desires in a destructive way, which is the origin of the black mud."

"If he can still get his wish, then ......"

As soon as the saber heard this, he wanted to stand up and touch the Holy Grail, but he was locked by Wang Mu's chains.

Although the black saber is also very cute, Wang Mu, who really saw the black mud, did not want the simple King Arthur to endure the pain of being maliciously tortured.

"You'd better forget about it. He can fulfill his wishes, but only in a destructive way...... That is, if you swear to save Britain from disaster, he will destroy her, and without her there will be no disaster. That's what the Holy Grail thinks now. ”

"How..."

"There's nothing more sad than someone telling her she can't get her way."

"And what are we after?" Could it be that after an unimaginable battle, destruction is the last thing you get?"

Wang Mu didn't answer, and he didn't know what to say. If he doesn't want to solve this problem, he can't solve it.

Indeed, Lancelot was right; I'm just having a stupid dream......"

The saber sank, and remembering the words of the purple-robed knight, he hugged his knees tightly in his arms and buried his head in them.

"At least I tried......"

Wang took the opportunity to touch the saber's hair, and the golden sand he touched made him feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

But Sabo's next words made him sweat.

"Wang Mu...... Now that you know the truth about the Holy Grail, why don't you tell me?"

She turned her head, and there was no trace of emotion in her glass-colored pupils, as if she wanted to die.

Tell? How is it?

If you can't use so much strength and tell you that the Holy Grail is just a human trash can, won't your wish come true? No kidding, almost demonic at the time, said that she herself might be lying.

At least, even if she really believed it, Wang Mu was not willing to lose a powerful fighting force for no reason, because the hero Wang Mu at that time was still alive.

There are various reasons why a deception saber is the best profitable option.

… Of course, that's not what you want to hear.

“… Sabre, you've been asking me why I just want to win and don't need the Holy Grail. ”

Wang Mu stood up, put on a straight face, and began his crazy performance.

Here's the answer! If humanity's sins are unleashed, not only will the city suffer, but the human species itself will go extinct. I don't want to see this ending, so I want to break it down! For the sake of the hope and future of humanity, such a thing should not exist in the world.

"Save...... Humans?"

Saber's heart warmed up a little. It was the temperature at which her only hopes were dashed.

"It should be your choice."

The king mustered his courage and put his arms around his saber.

It was the first time he had sincerely hugged the girl, and the king was still opposite.

He whispered in Sab's ear, "You are my friend and my admirer, and the right to make a wish in the Holy Grail belongs to you. If you want, we will destroy it with my magic and skills so that you don't have any problems in reality.

A little ambitious, but not in the time.

This is not a myth. Although the body of the soul is made up of the aetheric magic of the Holy Grail, it is not easy for Wang Mu to preserve his legacy, the saber.

But it depends on the other side...... Wang Mu only asked tentatively, he knew that the current Martial King was still in a desperate situation, going through the process of hope to despair, hope to despair again, not to mention the sword, even those gods who were more determined than her heroes would not necessarily be relieved.

Sure enough, the king's plan will wait until the fifth day......

Wang Mu glanced at the description on the window of his heritage artifact, and it was no accident that he returned to the world of the moon again and again in the following missions. There's no need to rush too much. As long as we lay the foundation now, nothing can be accomplished.

As the king expected, Saber would not agree to his unreasonable demands.

She gently pushed Wang Mu away, looked into his eyes, and asked seriously.

"Now if the Holy Grail is destroyed, will the Holy Grail War be cleared?"

Not proactive.

The Holy Grail War is the only chance to redeem himself, and the mere being polluted proves that he can be purified. Like a child who likes to fantasize, he desperately looks for loopholes in Wang Mu's language, tries to deceive himself, and sets empty goals for himself again.

Of course, Wang Mule also saw such a situation, and instead of giving up hope in frustration, it was better to cheer for the new Yingling.