Type-Moon Crown Master

Under the flickering muzzle flashes, the Berserker's black shadow stretched long.

"Master... what should we do now?"

"Don't panic. I just severed my contract with Lancelot. On top of that, Lancelot, having completely lost his reason, wouldn't consider his mana consumption. Without my mana supply, he'll collapse from lack of mana before long."

Su Mo had been forced into this desperate measure, but he was helpless. Mad Lancelot was too strong. Even with Nero, Black Saber, and Little Jack fighting together, they had only managed a draw. They couldn't keep dragging this out.

Sure enough, even after losing his source of mana, Lancelot still activated his Noble Phantasm... Two minutes later, he collapsed, his entire body glowing with spirit particles.

4.6 "Mash, it's your turn. You must weep over the Demon King's 'corpse.'" Shakespeare slowly said as he flipped through the script.

The next moment, a girl appeared, carrying a cross-shaped shield taller than herself! She wore a revealing black bodysuit resembling that of a tall mech pilot, with her fair, full thighs exposed above metal boots and thigh-high stockings, the design resembling a high-cut swimsuit.

"Father, Senior doesn't want me anymore. Are you leaving me too? Boohoohoo..."

Mash threw herself beside Mad Lancelot in utter grief. Crystal tears kept rolling down her fair cheeks, and she cried so pitifully that she looked like a pear blossom in the rain.

Ahem... these were real tears...

Chapter 59: A Perfect Happy Ending!

Shakespeare held up the script in his hands and, like a devout believer reading a new page of the Bible, cried out.

"Master, it's your turn now. Come, give this sad story a perfect ending. Use the 18-centimeter 'beep' beneath your crotch to reform the Demon King's daughter and save her from the abyss of despair over her 'father's