How can our black king be so arrogant!

Unexpectedly, except for some potholes in the land, the backyard of Wei Gong’s family did not have any impact on the overall house, and even the fence was still standing there—except for some innocuous small damages, it was basically the same. A complete fence.

The reason is probably because Rider knows Caster too well——

After all, in the final analysis, two people are the same person, and it is completely clear what kind of reaction they will have and what kind of thoughts they will have.

What's it like to fight with yourself in another parallel world?

Emiya will tell you aggrievedly that fighting with yourself who has opened up a bunch of cheats and cheating devices is simply a sad nightmare-by the way, Dad, I have been pressed to the ground by Hercules for so long, as for Put a gun to my chin every now and then?

Since the current Emiya Shiro doesn't know about it for the time being, he skipped it for the time being.

And Caster's Suzuki will tell you that since she became the Queen of Black, if she hadn't taken it seriously, this kind of complete instant kill would be the first time...Of course, even if she was serious, she would be punished. She would never say the feeling of instant solution.

In the end, Rider Suzuhime will tell you with a happy smile that the trumpet who knows everything about it is super~easy~easy~, with just one look and one subtle movement, you will know what the next reaction will be, and make a The coping methods are also quite effective - please refer to Caster over there for the specific outcome~

The small Caster Suzuki glared fiercely at the large Rider Suzuki. Although her eyes were fierce and frightening, everyone saw that this petite girl was tightly bound by the ribbon formed by the black flames, and her neck was still tight. Tie a perfect bow... Well, basically, no matter how scary the aura is and how sharp the eyes are, in the eyes of everyone, it is about the same level as the Chihuahua.

However, it is precisely because of Rider Suzuki's ruthless and vicious style of dealing with "myself", basically everyone has unconsciously raised the danger level of Rider Suzuki a lot—especially Caster, who is a lesson from the past. Right next to him... a person who can attack even 'himself' without any hesitation!

——Don't mess with Rider!

This thought crossed everyone's minds.

Emiya Shirou was holding a meal, with hesitation and worry on his expression.

"Well... Isn't it a bit too much for Caster to be tied like this... And what can't you sit down and talk about?"

"Hmph, idiot, if the child is released, the first thing he will do is not to take the rice bowl you handed over, but to chop your dear old man with a knife! And... put more salt in the miso soup, It's a little bland."

"Archer, you who planned to kill Shirou the moment we met are the ones who are the least qualified to say that!"

Unrelentingly spit out the trough of his followers, Tohsaka Rin completely cut off the red Archer's resistance with a rather powerful hand knife-since one night ten years ago, the black girl was young and her worldview had not yet changed. After the mature Tohsaka Rin showed what is called 'absolute power', the yearning Rin began to have a strong interest in martial arts. Even Tokiomi's 'elegant theory' failed to correct her thoughts. .

"Also, Servants don't need to eat, they only need to replenish their magic power..."

Rin Tohsaka swallowed all the remaining words into his mouth.

Without him, Rider and Saber, holding their rice bowls and scrambling for food, are preparing to fight——

"Hey, Golden Retriever, take your chopsticks away...that chicken leg is mine!"

"Oh? But the dinner table is the battlefield, so the first strike is the best!"

Two pairs of bamboo chopsticks collided crisply.

"Tsk! Get away with the dead golden retriever! The British go eat scones!!"

"...Please withdraw your disrespect for British cuisine, or even if you are actually a woman, Rider, I, the King of Great Britain, will have to fight you!"

"Oh, it's scary~~ let's fight!!"

Then, without accident, the two people who were about to go to war were persuaded to come down by their respective Masters.

"Saber...don't be like this, at worst I'll make you some more for supper tonight~"

"Ri, Rider...please don't fight at senpai's house..."

Although they were still somewhat reluctant, both King Arthur and the Great Black King put away the scattered magic power, returned to their seats and sat down.

Then, when these two heroic spirits started to argue endlessly, Ren Cheng Chuan of this world wagged his tail and carefully approached Caster who was tied up by Rider. The fiery little Suzuhime, and Cheng Chuanren, who had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed a lot of good food, happily planned to start feeding them to cultivate feelings, but the next second, Miss Chizuru, who couldn't stand it anymore, smiled and kicked her away.

"Really, Ren-kun... Hey Rider, you can almost untie Suzu and Caster, right?"

Although she said the question with a smile, there was no smile in Qianzuru's light green eyes.

Staring at Chizuru like this, Rider Suzuki was silent for a while, then showed a cheerful smile and said:

"...I don't want to~"

"..."

"It's no wonder King Qing was so obsessed with the matter of being black-bellied and then making me angry and changing my face. It turns out that this 'I' is so cute when bullied~...so, I~don't~want~~"

"...==#"

——I used to think that Rider was sad and pitiful, it was sweeter than fried chestnuts in Tianjin sugar!

Chizuru's light green eyes said so clearly.

Although there were a few twists and turns in the process, Caster was finally released from the restraints—although those red eyes would still reflexively reveal tyrannical anger when they saw Emiya Kiritsugu, but in the eyes of Emiya True Chef For the sake of the chocolate cake that Shirou specially brought over, a certain arrogant Black King restrained himself a little.

"Uncle is so old, why do you still wear cat ears? Are you cute? Hmph, I guess except for that STK priest... no one will take a fancy to you at all! Otherwise, why would Elder Sister Ellie take Saber to travel around... Really no use!"

"..."

Kiritsugu who was shot silently in the knee walked away silently.At this time, Caster Suzuki would be quite satisfied to see that former magician killer with blank eyes leaving with a blank expression on his face...

Of course, the opponent's footsteps are a little vain and there is an irrefutable sense of aggrieved all over her body... Whether it is the fourth battle or the fifth battle, she has nothing to do with the Emiya family, she doesn't care!

——Although Suzuki herself vehemently denied it, the black king's mocking and contemptuous smile was indeed very much like a shining golden heroic spirit.

"Caster, why are you restraining yourself?! Really... Dad, don't just find a corner and start to get depressed!!"

The good boy Shirou was going to comfort his father who had just been hit by Caster, but Arthur grabbed his shoulders and couldn't move.

"Ah? Arthur, what are you doing? Let me go, I'm going to comfort Dad."

"Actually, I also really need comfort... Na~Shirou~"

Compared to Emiya Shirou who was so innocent that he hadn't noticed the smile in the eyes of the blond male heroic spirit, Suzuhime, who was sitting in the corridor with the class of Caster to enjoy the shade, walked away silently.

——I remember that corner just now, it seems that there was a mental wave of STK priest nestling there just now... As for that Arthur♂Pendragon...

"Anyway, those who were harmed were members of the Wei Gong family... This can be regarded as indirect revenge for Uncle Kariya...?"

Suzuhime of the Caster class is currently ignoring and conniving at the [beep] scene of Koki and the old sword Arthur X Shirou.

"Ring... Caster!"

The black-haired girl stopped in her tracks, turned around and saw the girl behind her who was calling to stop her.

The light green hair and eyes glowed gently and softly under the moonlight, and with a quiet and elegant temperament, no one could help but slow down their movements, for fear of disturbing this elf-like girl.

At that time, the young girl lost her immature face, and an indescribable tranquility surrounded her.It was obviously a gentle smile, but for some reason it made people feel a mystery that was hard to describe in words.

The girl as calm as a forest stood in front of Caster Suzuhime, the distance between them was only three steps away, but the spiritual distance needed to cross space and time to touch each other... that far away.

Qianhe looked at Suzuhime in front of her—the king who would never come back to her no matter how much she misses, was pushed away by herself, so at least she must completely cut off her nostalgia for the past.

She smiled, as if she had finally let go of the heavy package she had been carrying for a long time.

No matter how much you miss it, you can't go back to the past, and the dead can't be resurrected again.

"If Caster gets the Holy Grail... what will he do?"

"Holy Grail..."

Qianhe saw the petite girl with black hair and red eyes tilting her head, her bright red eyes shone with a natural brilliance, and then gave her answer——

"Of course that kind of thing must be destroyed!"

"But, if you destroy the Holy Grail...you will disappear..."

"Indeed, I will definitely disappear, but if I fail to destroy the Holy Grail, I will definitely regret it!"

Caster Suzuki had an innocent smile on her face, as if she wasn't the one who just casually said that she would destroy the Holy Grail.

"Things that bring misfortune to the world should be destroyed anyway, right?"

The light green pupils reflected the dark-haired girl's bright fiery pupils, which were burning with endless hellfire, and everything that was an enemy would be swallowed by the terrifying flame hidden inside.

——That's right, the person in front of him is indeed the king who ignores all the black that obstructs his vision.

——That courage to fight against the world and fate, that silent brilliance... the arrogant yet gentle girl is the king she protects with all her strength!

"That's right... if it will bring misfortune, it's better to disappear..."

Looking at the little king with an awkward mouth but a frank and innocent heart, Qianhe showed a shallow but extremely gentle smile, looking extraordinarily desolate under the moonlight.

And seeing that smiling Ling Ji, suddenly, I couldn't help but jump in my heart.Then, the black king grabbed Qianzuru's wrist with his white and young palm, and met the doubtful gaze, and the beating flames slammed straight into Qianzuru's eyes.

"Don't do stupid things!!!"

"……Eh?"

"...Ah! Sorry, I always felt that Qianzuru was thinking about something bad just now, so I did it subconsciously."

She let go, leaving a circle of red marks on the green-haired girl's slender wrist.

Qianhe shook her head, and her smile returned to her usual gentle smile, but there was fatigue that could not be concealed in that smile.

"No, it's just a little tired... Caster, you think too much~"

——Because, the person who deserves all my efforts has long since died in my memory.

"That's good, Chizuru also go back to rest early ~ good night!"

"OK, good night."

She waved goodbye to the petite Caster Suzuki.

It should have been known a long time ago, for Suzuki who has no memories of the past, no matter how familiar those small movements are, for her, she is no longer the girl who would pester herself and act like a baby.

As Rider Suzuki said——

"No matter how hard you search, you can't find it... Whether it's you or me, including those people who appear in our memory now... they're just undead who have been entangled in the past!"

Wearing a red windbreaker, Rider Suzuki jumped upside down from the roof. The hem embroidered with sea blue wave patterns drew an elegant arc in the air. Rider Suzuki stood in front of Chizuru with a piece of chocolate in her mouth. After crunching and chewing the part in her mouth, she stretched out her left hand and placed it on Qianhe's shoulder, her red eyes as silent as ashes exuded an indescribable coldness.

She moved closer to Qianzuru's face, with the unique heat of human breath, her voice reached Qianzuru's ears, those pronunciations combined into cruel and rational words, hitting Qianzuru bit by bit Crane's soul sent out bursts of dull pain——

"Let's end those feelings and memories as soon as possible... Otherwise, you will only bruise yourself in the end. Well~Although I don't have the qualifications to say such things~"

"For the sake of what you said, you used to be 'that person', although it is not in my world, but as a 'best friend', I still want to tell you - if you can't cut off the nostalgia for the past, then Seal it up completely!"

"Once the wound in my heart hurts, it will be fatal!"

"……I see."

In the light green eyes, the gentleness was gradually stained with ice-like desolation.

"However, if I can easily throw away those things, then I don't even have a reason to persist until now!"

"...What do you mean?!" Rider's dead red pair instantly rolled into a chill.

Although she didn't want to admit it, no matter what identity Mu Fan appeared in front of her, she unconsciously affected her judgment—even if it wasn't the 'Mu Fan' she was familiar with.

[Mu Fan] and [Ling Ji] are destined to have an inseparable entanglement... No matter which world they are in, it is the same.

"The stone plate is far scarier than I imagined... karma, you really can't just get contaminated~"

With a wry smile, Qianhe stretched out his hand, an arm that was far thinner than ordinary people's. The red circle hadn't faded away, but the imprint was much deeper. What's more, a little bit of sweat oozes out Red blood beads.

"you……!!!!"

Ignoring the shock in Rider Suzuki's eyes, Chizuru casually took out a bottle of medical alcohol and bandages from his pocket, tied his wrists with ease, and then cast a magic trick to make it look like the surrounding skin no difference.

"Shhh—don't tell Suzuki, your words will definitely be hidden for me~"

"...You guys are really, no matter what kind of 'Kudo Suzuki' it is, you seem to be able to shake it successfully!"

Rider drooped his shoulders, but his dead red eyes were watching the direction of Caster's departure, and finally heaved a sigh, using his right to remain silent as if he agreed to the green-haired girl's request.

"Ahhh~ I knew it would be such a big trouble to mess with the flintstone plate, and I should have chopped up that thing and thrown it into the sea as soon as possible!"

Rubbing his long black hair irritably, the fiery red long windbreaker drew a curved arc in the air following his master's turn. Rider, who had disappeared as a spirit body, raised his eyelids and glanced at the night sky when he finally left. The hanging moon.

The bright moonlight is indeed a bit cool.