Chapter 1912：

However, I couldn't find it.

The war has drowned everything, and Mordred's butcher knife slashed out a generation.

I sat alone on this unrealistic throne.

What I want is not the throne, what I want is everyone, it is Mordred.

Perhaps after hearing the call from my heart, God appeared in front of me.

"Oh, King of People, my name is Zeus. It's you, have you pierced the barrier of the world line?" God asked.

"Leave this land, the **** of Greece. This land does not need God's blessing."

"I clearly understand, King of Man. I am a **** in another world. I have read the history of this land. How can I not understand this? But I need the Holy Grail in your hand to fight the coming catastrophe ."

"This is impossible! This is my king's holy grail, how can I give it to you? A foreign god, leave this land, the people of this land, don't believe in the **** Zeus!"

"I understand, but the catastrophe is the catastrophe that destroyed you. And the catastrophe you experienced is just a prelude to that catastrophe. Without the Holy Grail, that catastrophe cannot be prevented."

Although I don't understand what the catastrophe He is talking about, the Holy Grail tells me that He did not lie. The prelude to the catastrophe he said was the destruction of the dynasty, making Mordred bear all the assimilation of death.

I resented, I was furious, and finally I gave the Holy Grail to Zeus.

He vowed to me that the disaster of assimilation would no longer appear, and he blessed me, and finally left.

A few years after his departure, I fell ill.

For the great cause of the empire, I began to choose a successor among my blood relatives. There is no other way. I have no successor, let alone find the missing II, and the blood of Pendragon, which can only be given to me. Blood relatives.

Finally, I fell.

My life is not considered misery, but it can also be regarded as a wave of trouble. Princess Elaine cheated on her father’s illegitimate child. After being picked up by her father, her father’s dislike of me was overwhelming, but fortunately I met the founder of Jiye Eternal King, Eternal King changed my father's attitude towards me.

In the decisive battle between the Eternal King and Votigung, I basically stayed behind, or in the kingdom of my grandfather.

The biggest wave in my life is to subvert the dynasty that was assimilated by the Star Cup together with Mordred.

This life, although difficult, it is also wonderful.

But my heart is full of regrets.

The civil war of the Knights of the Round Table, the disintegration of the dynasty, Mordred's decisive death... until the end, there was only me, a lonely living, lonely existence.

I know that my body is not that easy to collapse, but my soul has already collapsed.

The future I want, the world I want, is not the world where I am alone.

I think, I think...

I want to see Mordred again, and I want to tell her that what she entrusted to me, I did well.

But I know that this is impossible.

Because this is a wish that even the Holy Grail cannot realize.

Farewell, eternal dynasty.

I slowly closed my eyes, and I saw it.

I saw Mordred, I saw my father, I saw Gareth, I saw Aggiwen, I saw the Eternal King, I saw everyone...

Yes, I am finally back, everyone.

They smiled and said to me, "Welcome back, Galahad!"

Chapter One Pure White Encounter

"Um..."

Slowly opening his eyes, Shirou felt a little pain in his head.

What is going on here?

Sitting up in pain, he murmured, and then he was stunned.

Glancing around, Shi Lang frowned.

Where is it here?

A wonderful "space", or should it be a room?

The walls were covered with cracks, Shirou could even feel the cold wind blowing in from outside.

He looked up slightly and saw a huge hole in the ceiling.

Is this a thatched cottage?

Why did you come here all of a sudden?

Shilang frowned. He remembered that he was looking at the blood moon hanging high in the night sky in his room, and then...

That's it!

Then the body glowed white, and he felt as if his soul was torn apart, and then he fainted.

Finally, after waking up, are you here?

What is this?

Mordred's new tricks, or who did something to himself?

Suddenly he smelled a damp smell with some rotten gas. Turning his head, Shi Lang saw the pile of grass in the corner of the wall, and then saw mud walls, chaotic rocks, and a few weeds in the corner, and he was taken aback.

"Here, why do you feel a little familiar?"

When he was about to stand up with his palm on the bed, Shi Lang couldn't help but was taken aback, raised his hand, looked at his palm, and shook it.

"This feeling... is not the Servant body constructed by the ether, but my real body?"

Could it be that when looking at the blood moon, the already broken spiritual foundation could no longer hold on, and then happened to collapse, so he returned to his own body?

And here is where Mordred hides his body?

But...

"My hands seem to be getting smaller?"

Shi Lang stared at his palms in surprise. They were a pair of white, small, very tender palms, not the hands full of vicissitudes and calluses in his memory.