It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 452: Camlan Hill

"Hey, are we going to Jianlan?"

Irisviel was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that this person would be so direct.

She looked at her friend beside her and hesitated for a moment: "That should be the time when the last battle of Britain's subversion ended..."

"After all, Saber also said that she is still on that battlefield, is that right?"

"..."

"……right……"

Altria took a deep breath and nodded with a heavy heart.

Some things are simply nightmares that you don't want to face.

So in many cases, she was consciously avoiding thinking, recalling, and pondering. It was hard to say whether she would forget the things in the other world or not, or whether she was avoiding it subconsciously.

Because of the boiling blood, the red earth, and the ominous sunset.

There were also enemies she had killed, their corpses piled up like mountains and their blood was all over the ground.

They were both her enemies and her former subjects... but because they started a rebellion, they were killed by her with her holy sword and pierced with her holy spear.

Those screams...

The blood splattered...

Those breaths that seemed to turn the wind scarlet...

It was like a curse. Whenever she thought about it, it was like a whirlwind of thoughts that kept lingering in the girl's mind.

It is still vivid in my mind.

"It should be the moment when the war is over, but not completely over..."

Xia Zhi looked at Altria, and seemed to convert some information into visual reception through the causal vision, and then spoke casually.

"She is currently in a state of near death..."

"Strictly speaking, she can only be summoned like a Servant because of the contract she signed with the Restraining Force..."

"But in fact, you are not yet a Servant - or rather, you are not yet a Heroic Spirit."

because……

The heroic spirit can only ascend to the throne after death. It is the existence transformed by the heroes whose great achievements have been left as legends after their death and who have become objects of faith.

Servants are the side of summoning Heroic Spirits and are copies or clones of Heroic Spirits.

So, since the person is not dead yet, how can he be summoned as a Servant?
At most I can only say——

Because of Altria's special nature, she was given a seat and position as a Heroic Spirit in the Force of Restraint in advance.

“So that’s how it is. I thought it was a little strange at first. Why couldn’t Saber transform into a spirit…”

Irisviel suddenly realized something and then murmured softly.

Other people's servants can transform into spirits, making themselves invisible, and transforming from a physical body into a conscious ball of magic power, making it easier to move and reduce the rate of turning back.

——It can also save mana usage...

——It can be said that it has entered a kind of "energy saving mode"...

But Artoria has never used this trick and has always acted in her physical state.

As a king, you should be upright and crush all enemies head-on?
or...

The tactic is to always be in the best condition?
After all, in the spirit state, the servant's interference in the real world will be weakened, and materialization in battle is considered to be advantageous.

So there seems to be some reason for choosing such a tactic.

only……

I didn't expect that it was entirely because of Altria's own uniqueness.

If she was still a living person strictly speaking, then it would be impossible for her to restore her body into a ball of conscious magic.

——Of course, this refers to the previous situation.

As for now, Altria does not need to transform into a spirit body, she can also transform into an element.

With someone's enhanced upgrades and a series of technical support, she shouldn't even be on the servant track now.

It's definitely a dimensionality reduction attack.

This is definitely a huge gap that cannot be made up by just a crown-level spiritual foundation.

"Then... do you want me to come over, Saber?"

After thinking for a while, the lady asked in a low voice, carefully asking for Altria's opinion.

She wanted to go over and help take care of her friend, but she was worried that if she went over at this time, she would touch upon the vulnerable side of Saber that she didn't want anyone to see.

——At this critical moment, Saber might not want others to see her losing her composure, especially those close to her.

——This mentality is common to many people. They don’t want their relatives and friends to see their miserable side.

Mr. Xia Zhi knew about it a long time ago, and it seemed that he could not hide it from his sharp eyes. Besides, to deal with this matter, he had to act personally.

So Saber should be able to accept it and not think there is anything wrong with it...

But if she were to go there, she might think of this...

——After all, that was the saddest time for the Knight King, and also the lowest point in his life.

At this time, the wife felt that she should be understanding and give Saber enough understanding and respect.

"..."

"Ally, you'd better not go..."

As expected, the blonde girl was silent for a moment, her emerald eyes flashed with a hint of confusion and hesitation, and finally she shook her head.

"Oh, all right then—"

The wife nodded when she heard this, not looking disappointed: "Then I'll wait for you here... By the way, when are you planning to leave?"

She turned her head and asked the young man the following question.

"Anytime, as long as Altria is ready..." Xia Zhi gave an answer very neatly.

Travel through parallel time and space, and wander through different histories.

There are also many complex and mysterious areas. Things that were incomprehensible, explainable, and contemplative in the past are too simple for him now.

——No preparation is needed at all.

——No need to do any preparatory work at all.

After all, for him, it was as natural as standing up leisurely from a comfortable chair and then easily opening the door of the room.

Does this require any preparation? Any observations, calculations, or targeted plans?

The answer is of course no.

"Oh, then Saber..."

The wife nodded repeatedly, then looked in the direction of her friend.

Altria stood there, clenching her fists, as if she was recalling something. There was a trace of struggle and confusion between her eyebrows, and complex emotions surged in the depths of her eyes. After a long while, she slowly loosened her palms, took a deep breath, and said in a thin voice:

"Then go ahead—"

That's right.

Although when the time came, she became a little timid.

But it’s not a solution to keep going like this, we have to face it eventually.

And...and...

After this step, Britain will be reborn. The Master has made a promise to her...

It was as if the wish she had been pursuing was about to come true. This unrealistically beautiful prospect made the Knight King's girlish heart beat fast.

This alone was enough for her to muster up the courage to take this step.

"It's actually nothing. No matter how shocking that scene is, you should have gotten used to it by now. Just grit your teeth and get through it..."

Saying some incoherent words of comfort, the Nascent Soul cultivator knocked on the table in front of him with his knuckles.

He stood up with a smile, gently stretched out his slender index finger, and casually stroked it beside him.

The void was cut open.

Like solidified butter meeting red-hot wire.

There was no obstruction or stagnation at all, and the trajectory of the fingertips split it into a clear mirror surface.

The mysterious light in the mirror was flowing, dim and chaotic, appearing bizarre and strange, and no one knew where it led to.

"Actually, Ellie can also go over there and take a look. After all, that is also the world line where you were born. Do you want to go back to Winter City and take a look?"

He casually opened the passage, turned back and asked with a smile: "You can also ask Illya to come over and go back to reminisce about your childhood."

"No, thank you... There's nothing to remember there..."

Irisviel gave an awkward but polite smile—

"Besides, hasn't the Einzbern family been transformed into a fully automated puppet factory? I just heard from Rin and Sakura yesterday that there aren't enough puppets now..."

She didn't want to go back to Winter City at all.

I guess it's the same for Illya, after all, it's never been a warm place.

"The production capacity is actually sufficient. The main reason is that their plan was not well calculated and the cost was not well controlled..."

The young man chuckled.

Then, he turned around, looked in the direction of Altria, and waved his hand, "Let's go - come, take my hand."

"..."

The blonde girl took a deep breath, as if relieving some kind of stress.

Facing the hand that the Master extended, she grabbed it directly and nodded vigorously, indicating that she was ready.

The young man stopped talking, took the girl's hand, and stepped into the empty mirror.

The vortex of time and space shines brightly.

After engulfing the two figures, it quickly disappeared, as if the space was repairing itself.

The gap in the mirror surface quickly shrank to the size of a needle tip...

Eventually, it disappeared completely.

"..."

"Oh my, they're gone..."

The silver-haired doll lady tilted her head and sighed: "I hope everything goes well...

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The sunset sky was blood red.

The land as far as the eye can see is also blood red.

The corpses lying all over the ground once believed in a girl, supported her as king, and sang victory songs together.

They were split into two factions due to the traitor's conspiracy, and they were hostile to each other and killed each other, and then they fell together on this battlefield.

This is the place where King Arthur died, Camlann Hill.

When returning here from the dream beyond time and space, Artoria looked at the desolate scene in a trance.

——Her cheeks were still stained with tears mixed with blood.

——The spear in his hand pierced Mordred’s heart, and the rebel’s body slipped off the spear and died.

Everything remains the same as it was at the moment the contract was signed. Nothing has changed.

This prison will imprison her forever, motionless.

In the flow of meaningless time, between moments that are equal to eternity, this scene will torment her forever until the day she wins the Holy Grail.

This is the contract of restraint.

In other words, as long as Altria doesn't get the Holy Grail, she will be pulled back to this timeline no matter how many times.

"That was before..."

Someone said this softly, as if to deny the existence of this matter.

Altria came back to her senses in a trance and looked to her side.

really……

Or is there something different...

The slender figure stood beside him, holding his hand tightly with one hand, and pulling hard on his body which had almost lost all strength.

really……

It's not an illusion...

The things that happened before, the encounter in Fuyuki City, the encounter with the Master, the peaceful life in the fairy country...

These are not just some long dreams I had in the endless despair and silence.