"...Do you know that the most beautiful thing in human beings is the glorious thing that can be dedicated to one's own body, and when the curtain ends at the most splendid time of one's life, that is the meaning of life that one has, what I long for is actually It's... as simple as that, dedicating myself at the most glorious time of my life, so that my toyed life has meaning."

Hatreth sighed, he slowly opened his arms, and said to Roy: "...to die in your hands is also glorious and honorable to me, then please Hurry up and do it! Experiments always need to be destroyed after research, and now is... it's time for you to destroy my experiment."

"It's not difficult to kill you, but I don't have much interest. Your experiment was actually abandoned by me from the beginning, because I had already completed the experiment on another person."

Roy finally measured Hatreth's body. After getting the data he needed, he turned around and left. Before he knew it, the forest of the seventh ancestor of the dead had long disappeared, and it was freezing cold. The weather turned warm and soft.

"Aren't you going to kill me? I thought you were here for Webber."

Hatteras lowered his arms and looked at Roy's back strangely.

"I'm not Weber's parents. Why do I have to worry about his life? I'm here... to observe your experimental data. Now that things have been completed, I naturally have to leave."

"...Don't you like the splendid things that humans dedicate themselves to? Then go and dedicate your brilliance with Weber, and see whose brilliance is more dazzling, and whose brilliance can be left to the end. "

Roy stopped, smiled at Hartres, and left without looking back.

Watching Roy's back disappearing silently, Hartless sighed, "...It's really a model of mysticism, Roy.

Crowley, Supreme Bishop of the Church of the Holy Church, you are actually the one who shines on the entire human race like the sun, the radiance of the entire world!"

"...The most glorious moment of my life is actually... being a test subject for a great person like you!"

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Sixth Matthew Kirillette (End of this Volume)

Rest for a day or two, open a new volume, a new volume is forbidden... An ancient steam train is parked on a section of railroad tracks, the train is inclined, as if it may derail at any time... on the ground .

The cyan flame was still burning, and the surrounding vegetation gradually turned to ashes under the cyan flame. On both sides of the train, many magicians who got off the train gathered and made a noise. Everyone looked horrified and said what happened just now. thing.

With trembling hands, Weber took out a cigar and took a few puffs. He used the smell of cigarettes to slow down the pain in his body. There was a deep wound on his back, and the white bandage he was wearing was overflowing. blood stained red.

El-Melloi II's eyebrows were tangled together, the corners of his mouth were slanted, and his mouth made a 'huhu' exhalation sound. He had never been used to... the pain in his body, and he was grinning all the time because of such a serious injury.

"Teacher, would you like to find a place to sit down: take a break."

At this time, Grey walked to Weber's side, she pulled her hood, and whispered as if afraid of life.

"It's alright, I'll stick to it... How is Yard?"

Weber endured the pain and tried to look like he was not afraid of pain. If the students were too embarrassed, he would not be a good teacher afterward.

Webber's eyes fell on the 'birdcage' held in Grey's hands, and he asked with concern.

"Adidas..."

"Oh wow!! Are you caring about me, teacher of Little Grey, don't worry, don't worry, the mere release of my real name won't be enough for me to end up like this, Uncle Yard!"

Before Grey could speak, the 'birdcage' in her hand was...a funny voice came.

Hearing that, Weber was also relieved. Yade was Grey's best friend and her first friend. If Yade disappeared in order to save everyone present, it would be difficult for her... a young disciple to get out. That kind of... the shadow of self-reproach.

A series of things happened on the magic eye collection train before, and even dead people appeared, which made Weber laugh at himself whether he had any special physique, just like a dead elementary school student, no matter...

Everywhere you go you will encounter death.

The murderer who caused the death was the former Minister of Science of Modern Magic, Hatreth, that... The Minister of Science used the fragments of the Holy Grail to summon the 'Heroic Spirit'. It is absolutely impossible for humans to defeat the heroic spirit. After fighting the heroic spirit who called himself Hephaestion, Weber and the others finally relied on Grey's holy spear to liberate King Arthur to repel him.

After Hatreth and 'Hephaestion' retreated, everyone on the magic eye collection train discovered that the track had changed. The train actually entered the domain of the Seventh Patriarch of the Dead Apostles. Erga Marie used the great magic of the astronomical department and burned part of the forest that symbolized the seventh ancestor of the dead apostles, and was the one who saved everyone on this train.

Thinking of this, Weber just... frowned and looked around, Fu Hailin.

Anaxiu was gone, and the branches that were wrapped around the train also disappeared, and the ice and snow forest before turned into a lush jungle, which made Weber quite strange. The ability of the ancestors, it should not be difficult to kill them, even if Olga Marie uses the celestial science magic, it can only block the seventh ancestor for a while..., and it is impossible to really kill the other party. Injury or let the opponent retreat.

"Forget it, I don't want to do so much anymore. It's alright if the seventh ancestor left. We can't deal with a heroic spirit. If we add the seventh ancestor of the dead disciple who is more troublesome than the heroic spirit, then it is estimated that next year's day will be our death day. already."

Weber exhaled a puff of smoke and used the smell of the cigar to relieve the pain in his body. Usually, he liked to get to the bottom of it, but at this time, in order to survive, he was not interested in researching why the seventh ancestor of the dead apostles would let them go.

"Well, what about Olga Marie and Mr. Caleb?"

Weber looked around and found that the next monarch of the Astronomical Department and the representative of the church who saved their lives were gone.

After Hatreth summoned 'Hephaestion' before, it was the old agent who blocked 'Hephaestion' regardless of his life and gave Grey the Noble Phantasm of Liberation. time.

"Olga Marie died because of her entourage. She should be sad now. Let her be alone for a while... As for the agent, it is estimated that she has returned to the church."

Lenis, who followed Weber, also looked around, thought for a while and replied.

"Lynes, you seem to have a very close relationship with the next monarch of the Astronomy Department on this train."

Webber glanced at his titular sister, thinking that Lenis had been acting with Olga Marie on the Magic Eye Collection Train before, that is... thoughtfully.

Lenis laughed at herself and said, "...El-Melloy needs a strong enough ally, Olga Marie is about the same age as me, and she is the best... to accept our ally of El-Melloi. But who knows what Olga Marie thinks, as the next astronomical monarch, as the adopted daughter of the supreme bishop, no one can guess whether she really likes us El-Melloi. ."

"...but whatever....

Whether the other party really cares about El-Melloi, we can't just give up, we always try to get close to the other party, do you think so, my elder brother."

Laines shrugged her shoulders, her face also tired.

Interpersonal communication is a huge subject, and it is also a very labor-intensive thing.

Seeing this, Weber also sighed, knowing that it is not easy for everyone.

...On the other side, Roy, who killed'' but spared Hatreth, was walking in the mountains and forests. He didn't take a few steps until he saw a man wearing a teaching uniform, about ten years old. The old black man on the left and right was kneeling on the road panting.

After seeing Roy, the old man looked surprised. His wounds and the blood that flowed like a river on the ground lowered his head weakly and said, "...Praise you, Your Highness!"

Roy didn't speak, he just walked slowly in front of the person, holding his broad shoulder with his right hand.

The Son of God once used his right hand to baptize people to give miracles, and when the black old man was held by Roy's right hand on his shoulder, he was... surprised to find that his wounds were recovering, and the ferocious wounds were slowly healing, although his physical strength The consumption did not reply, the old man was still physically exhausted, but he had already escaped.

At the same time, he found that his magic eye had also calmed down, not as restless as before, as if it would kill him at any time.

Without waiting for Caleb to speak, he just... heard the gentle voice of the Supreme Bishop, "...you are already seventy years old, and as a human being it should be the time to enjoy the years, not We should continue to fight on the front line as we are now."

"His Majesty the Supreme Bishop, I..."

Hearing Roy's words, Caleb looked anxious, like a brave soldier who didn't want to go to the battlefield, trying to defend himself.

Roy raised his hand to stop what he was about to say, and said with a holy and gentle smile: "...I know what you're going to say, Caleb.

Franton! I don't mean to despise you for being old, but that you have dedicated your whole life to the church, and you should enjoy the prosperity of this world before going to heaven to meet the Lord."

"...I also know that you have no relatives, you are fighting for the cause of the Lord alone, and the Lord must see it in your eyes, so please put down the black key in your hand and eliminate the **** smell of heresy on your body, Go to a church orphanage and live with the children."

"Innocent children will remove the hostility from your body and let you enjoy the happiness of your family. You can also teach those children the agent skills you have learned in your life, and maybe some of those children will be able to inherit you. The mantle of man, in the army of the agent, to protect the principle of human beings!"