[Main FZ] The correct way to obtain the Holy Grail

As long as they are women, no matter who they are, they all look forward to the lovely Snow White and Cinderella in fairy tales.

But I don't know where the gears are wrong. In the future, I dreamed of becoming a white swan, but when I woke up, I found that I had turned into a black crow.

But life is only once, if this is a fairy tale...

Then this fairy tale is too cruel.

Obviously...

When you were young, everyone felt that their future was shining brightly, didn't they?

You dreamed of things from a long time ago, like an old movie, frame by frame slowly showing you a short but fulfilling day of a six-year-old girl, from wearing a light blue suspender skirt to bright yellow The little hat starts...

He walked out of the house, bid farewell to his brother, and then put his hand in the palm of the boy who was waiting under the ancient Rongrong tree.

Memories of the past are shining brightly washed by time.

At last the sun sets, on the street covered by crimson light gently, under the wall covered by dense creepers, the little girl with chestnut hair waved her arms and smiled to say goodbye to you.

"See you tomorrow!"

"You still have to keep going forward, for my dream and future."

"To be a good adult!"

You opened the corner of your mouth stiffly, but you couldn't utter a word anyway, you could only watch her drifting away until she slowly disappeared from your vision.

How should we see you again, you are already an annoying and hypocritical adult who was abandoned by the past.

And all that's left is disgusting as if it's mocking you.

What about this person in front of you now?

What was once a sweet little boy has grown into a tall and handsome youth.Holding your palm wrapped in layers of bandages, staring at you who just woke up, although your childhood sweetheart is holding on to a gentle smile, but her eyes are blue, as if she has not slept for a long time, she looks a little haggard.

The second you opened your eyes to look at him, you could clearly feel that the hand he held yours inadvertently increased his strength, leaning over to look at you, compared to his usual calmness and calmness. A rare panic.

"hello."

Like the sweet little girl in the dream, you greeted your boyfriend in a brisk tone, and reached out your palm to touch the boy's cheek.

A look of surprise flashed across Taro's face, and after a brief absence, he turned his cheek and pressed his face completely against your palm.

"Hi, Ah Yue."

Wriggling his lips to make a dry voice, the boyfriend pulled out a blunt smile.

"Every time I see you, I always look so hurt..."

She was stabbed into the chest by a dagger, her womb was dug out by a familiar, and her legs were cut off by her brother.

"Why... Ah Yue chose to lock me in the barrier and go to the battlefield alone?"

Now the blood vessels are broken in many places, and there are countless cuts all over the body, and not a single piece of skin is intact.

"I should have said that even if I die, I still want to be with Ah Yue."

As the questions were asked one by one, the smile on Taro's face gradually subsided. The boy stared at you with his dark red eyes, from which he could vaguely feel the emotion of being strongly restrained, even the feeling of holding your palm. His hands were shaking slightly.

"But I don't want Taro to get hurt..."

"Death or something, absolutely not like this."

According to what you have personally experienced in 16 years... What is that kind of love?

As a child who has yet to know anything, look at it with ignorant eyes, touch it with immature hands, and show it to you through the hands of your parents and brothers. Things like love can only be imprisoned on the grounds of protection, and precious things are carefully treated. hide in a safe place.

You are a warbler kept in the quiet night, suppress the pain and pain in the deepest part of your heart, and don't let the other party feel troubled or worried.

As long as you are quietly obedient and smiling, sharing happy things with him is enough.

This is what you have learned, no matter how much you hate it, it has been deeply engraved on your bones, flowing in your blood.

"Lin is also my important lover, so protect him well." Even if he will be misunderstood or hated, it's fine...I hope he can live in a safe place.

And it seems that your heart has not been successfully conveyed to the other party. The black-haired boy leaned on your palm, listened to your excuse, and remained silent.

This kind of silence made you feel unreasonably afraid, and you gradually panicked watching the man you love.

"I'm not in pain, I'm used to it so it's okay."

It's a pity that your emotional words didn't get Taro's gaze back, but he calmly turned his gaze away from you.

Slowly moving his cheek away from your palm, Taro sneered softly, looking down at you lying on the bed, the boy opened his mouth with a smile.

"But such a thing is not what I want to see, Ah Yue."

"Absolutely not."

"After all, whether it's a boyfriend or a husband, it's not something that needs a woman's protection."

"I'm tired of it."

That mocking and cold look made you feel strange, you had never seen him treat you like this, and you stammered questions to him full of disbelief.

"Lin, Lin Ye, what are you talking about?"

No no no, he must be lying to you!

The overlapping hands of the two haven't let go yet, and his hand holding you is trembling slightly.

Your typhoid heart is screaming hysterically at this moment.

Looking up at the ceiling, the boy let out a helpless sigh after taking a deep breath.

"It seems... Yue Jian Xing didn't understand."

The lover who was once full of admiration, holding your hand gradually stopped trembling.

"I'm already tired of you, Yuejianxing."

He said this word by word, and in your eyes like a trapped animal, he put your bandage-covered hand back on the bed.

Such words overflowed from his once extremely attached lips that kissed your cheek.

"Yanfeng sees the stars, let's separate."

He let go of his palm.

You have fallen into the abyss.

How to recover when a person decides to leave you.

Whether it's sad crying or humble words of persuasion, can anything change all this?

Just like what your [big brother], Kotomine Kirei once warned, in the face of established facts, it is useless to cry, act like a baby, question, scold anything, as long as you just accept it quietly.

Just despair...

Obviously, it has been said countless times like this, it should be given up, compromised, and I will not cry anymore.

But when you looked at the back of that man who was about to leave, it was the first time for you.

Tears fell uncontrollably, you dragged your voice and opened your mouth timidly.

"Don't go, okay?"

"Don't leave me alone, okay?"

"I beg you……"

His steps faltered slightly.

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Orihara Rinya finally left the barrier without looking back under the guidance of Bai Lan as a follower.

There was a girl's faint cry from behind, like an abandoned cat crying in the rain, but it never caught the boy's eyes.

On the contrary, the silver-haired young man who was slowly following behind him turned his head frequently and looked at his Lord who was immersed in grief. Heroic Spirit condemned the young man while maintaining a playful smile.

"What a man too much."

"In the end, wouldn't you even give a single glance to my little master who was crying so heartbroken?"

"You know, she didn't show that expression when she was abused by Archer."

Facing Heroic Spirit's accusation, the boy just smiled slightly.

Under the crumbling mask, his trembling voice gave people the illusion that he was about to cry.

"Well, but as a man, even if he is hated, he still wants to protect the woman he loves."

How could he turn back.

Just a begging look in his eyes made his palms tremble uncontrollably.

It was just a trembling retainer, and the pace of his departure was mired in mud, and he could no longer move half a step.

If you look back and see the child crying, everything will be completely meaningless.

I don't want to see my lover hurt like that anymore.

It doesn't matter if he can't convey his desire to protect something even if he secretly followed her shamefully.