[Comprehensive master fate] Can you become stronger without krypton gold?

It has been confirmed that Sakura Matou is not the Lesser Grail.And the only little Holy Grail that can be "opened" normally is Illya.

As for the suspicious points, it can be said that there are as many as there are.

First, Irisviel signed a contract with an unknown Caster ten years ago, and that servant is most likely the "winner" and "relic" of the Fourth Holy Grail War.Under such circumstances, it was only possible for him to do something to Irisviel's daughter Ilya.

Second, in the original fsn, Ilya often dreamed of the phantom of the Black Cup. Her difficult childhood experience and her father who betrayed her family also made her angry when she was forced to remain in a childish appearance.If she had not withstood the temptation of the evil in this world, she might have made a wrong choice.

Third, if Cu Chulainn Alter followed Illya's instructions, the reason why Chloe was targeted in this way is not incomprehensible.If Chloe hadn't accidentally drank a low-alcohol drink and got drunk, Gudazi wouldn't have known that she took away Illya's first kiss.Faced with this unscrupulous behavior, it is no wonder that Illya was furious and asked Cu Chulainn Alter to attack Chloe.

"Illya is the key. Whether it is the evil in this world driven by her or not, we must find her to understand the situation."

It seems that Zhuge Kongming is also very aware of this.

"Chloe, I want to hear your thoughts."

The magical girl Ilya is officially recognized as a side story of Xingyue, Gudazi is still clear, especially the relationship between Ilya and Chloe.The thing about her kissing Illya before may also be driven by excitement and evil heart, but if Illya is really polluted by the evil of this world, then Chloe will definitely be very sad .

"I was joking, how could she be Illya!"

For the first time, the bright yellow pupils were filled with seething anger.

It's no wonder that Illya should be an undefiled existence for Chloe, just like the stars and the bright moon in the night sky, they should be eternally dancing with the brilliance of the soul.

The Illya that Chloe knew was an "extremely ordinary girl" who resisted fate, prayed, and risked her life to protect.To grow up ordinary, to live an ordinary life, to have ordinary happiness.But—how could that combination of an angel and a devil, a girl who knew no good and evil, and whose heart was filled with flames of hatred, Illya... how did she become like this.

Although he roared, Chloe bit his lip immediately.

The Master in front of her was looking at her with concern.The kind of guy who, like Illya, has the will to pursue the future and has an unshakable determination is a good person who will be easily swayed by other people's attitudes at such a time.Even if she really resisted, she would smile and agree with embarrassment, and then rack her brains to think of other countermeasures.She really cares about other people's feelings, not false caring, but for this kind of person, she has nothing to do.

"I don't mind. If you want to ask clearly, just ask me quickly. If I don't find out the origin of the guy who hurt me, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Leaving a blood line of heartache on her lips, Chloe turned her head away.

The helpless but carefree smiling face in my memory flashed in my mind.

She forced herself to close her eyes, and fled into the future of If, a world that couldn't be farther away and dreamed so far away.

"Illya..."

"You mean Elijah?"

Nestled in the warm futon, Guda-kun raised his eyebrows.

"The other party's target can only be her. When Ilya went out, she was attacked by Assassin. You went out with me, but the other party ignored me. If it's not sexism, then it really is. She came as the Little Holy Grail."

Roman peeled the orange and analyzed it seriously.

"That attack, I personally don't think it was caused by Assassin's sneak attack because of her anger. But if it wasn't for her, the only ones left were those who nested in Liudong Temple. Yan's girl Master."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Perhaps choking on the juice of the orange, Roman started coughing.

"Judging from the video, if it's Gudazi, according to the official comics, we may all be doomed. Which Servant can escape the punishment of being torn by hand? It's a pity that I entered the pit late and haven't got the opening position yet. I don't know what will happen next. Who else is torn apart by hand."

Mr. Guda patted Roman's shoulder tragically and humorously, and Roman coughed more and more embarrassingly.

"Doctor, I'm just joking. You don't need to be so panicked. Didn't you say that Meili-chan seems to have someone she likes? You weren't so panicked then."

I remembered the picture that Mei Lijiang uploaded that day - the background is the endless grassland in full bloom, and the sky is also a distant blue. In the vast world, only two hands are so close.Just like heart and heart, they are also tightly stuck together.The overlapping white sleeves severely shattered Roman's fragile heart.

The soft and small hand on the left must belong to Meili-chan, only Meili-chan has such beautiful hands.As for the one on the right, I don't care, it must be me!Besides me, who else can get so close to Meili-chan?

"In this world, there is no man who can lie so close to Mei Lijiang on the lawn. Everything is fake and an illusion." Roman, who was in a state of desperation, said dejected words and chanted for a whole day, finally. I was knocked to the ground by a glass of low-concentration alcoholic drink from Mr. Guda, and I went to my dream to find Meili sauce, which I couldn't reach.

Seeing that the doctor was getting depressed again, Mr. Guda quickly changed the subject, "Let me tell you, doctor, don't you think our Chaldea is giving a little?"

Seeing Roman raised his head with tears in his eyes, Mr. Guda heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to perform, "Sakata Kintoki, Vlad III, Darius III... are all heroes among men, the only Aspen Tolfo, even if it's so cute that it explodes, it still...has JJ."

"Although the number of male and female heroic spirits is not very clear, female heroic spirits are definitely not in the minority. Lixiang, you summoned all male heroic spirits, and there are still some... It really is a matter of luck and compatibility. As for Astolfo, ha , haha, hahaha..."

Smiling awkwardly, Roman quietly moved away from Guda-jun.

"Wow, even the doctor thinks I like girls with big dicks? Although Astolfo-chan is really cute and the black suspenders are amazing... No no, I like girls, girls ...Girls don't have big dicks..."

Mr. Guda is also amazingly caught in a self-comforting cycle today.

The author has something to say: the author, return!

Here, the official manga is revived in a vicious way. Mr. Guda’s Chaldea has only one Ah Fu who looks like a girl.

☆、Dream of God

"Anyway, it's deadlocked."

Gululu turned the chopsticks in his hand, and Gudazi suddenly said such a sentence.

"Although I really don't want to admit it... that's right, senpai. I'm not happy."

Sighing a bit sadly, Mirai Kuriyama scraped the seaweed on the rice ball sullenly, not looking very appetizing.

"According to the normal Holy Grail War, a certain number of Servant souls are needed to start the Holy Grail seance ceremony, but if it is an abnormal Holy Grail War, such as the singularity, there is a wishing device from the beginning function." Gu Dazi depressedly ate the daily "beloved wife bento", by the way, it seems that Medea Lily is the cook today, and the sugar content in the lunch is astonishingly high.

"Contaminate the Servant's spiritual base with a curse at will, why... Senior, I can't understand."

His shoulders trembled slightly, and Miku Kuriyama's face covered by bangs showed an angry look.

For Lancer Cu Chulainn's original face, for his bold and carefree smile, Mirai Kuriyama has a very good impression.Even if the spears and halberds collided once, even if there was a battle that vowed to wipe each other out, in addition to this, Kuran's bulldog can still appreciate the delicate and beautiful rose.

However, Lancer, who was devoured by vicious information, has been reduced to a living combat weapon.Blood, viscera, slaughter, no fun, no preferences, just pure, disgusting violence|violence.

"Don't think about things you don't understand."

Comforting the depressed Kuriyama Mirai, Gu Dazi smiled wryly, "The teacher also said, even if the polluted Servant defeats the caster—that is, the cursed person, the spirit base has been polluted and cannot return to normal. What we can do is to find the source of the pollution as soon as possible, at least to thoroughly disinfect the pathogens.”

"That's right, senior."

"In addition, I don't agree that Illya is the mother of the evil in this world. Although she is the most likely person, there must be someone hiding behind the scenes."

From Andersen's words, we can know that another player has formed an alliance with Illya. If Illya is the polluted little holy grail, then it is impossible for her to let the player who holds so many Servants act in front of her eyes.Regardless of whether 'Black' Illya can defeat at least three Servants, with the eyesight of Solomon the Magic King, it is impossible not to detect the existence of evil in this world.Even if Roman's obsession with virtual idols is completely abolished, the player's Servant will not turn a blind eye to it, especially the protagonist Sakata Kintoki, who has no reason to collude with the evil forces.

To sum up, Gudazi has doubts about Illya's domination of the evil in this world.

However, it is certain that the Holy Grail of the Fourth Holy Grail War must fall into the hands of the only surviving Caster.And the Einzbern family, which had concluded a contract with Caster, must have a lot of secrets, but Gudazi didn't come to ask about it like visiting the Emiya family.

Going to the magician's workshop is a very dangerous act, and there are so many Servants deployed there.What's more, the question Gudazi wanted to ask was translated as "I want to know the details of your father's betrayal and your mother's tragic death ten years ago." Total runaway.

It's hard to ask, and it's hard to fight. The more Gu Dazi thinks about it, the more aggrieved he becomes. fsn's original provocative group also went offline collectively——Gilgamesh turned into a harmless toddler and played happily, Medea turned into a soft and cute little loli, Kotomine Kirei...Since Lancer has been Transformed, I'm afraid he will be more or less ill.

"Sure enough, there is only one branch line, Einzbern, to choose from."

Gudazi sighed heavily again.

"Sure enough, there is only one branch of Liudong Temple to choose from."

Gu Dajun also sighed heavily.

Like Gudazi, Guda-jun's progress is not going well.

The known contestants, Emiya Shiro and Arturia, Tohsaka Rin and Yingling Emiya, Matou Sakura and Medusa, don't care much about them.This is not Guda-jun's conceit, but compared with Liudong Temple of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, these three groups basically can't do any tricks, and they won't use any despicable methods.

Assassin Jack did not continue to invade, and was suspected of being attacked by the Liudongsi team.Illya, who didn't know that Jack had been polluted by the evil of this world, always thought that this was a normal Holy Grail War, and as long as she defended Einzberenberg, she could win the final victory.

"Now there is only this way to go."

Although he has some opinions on Gu Dajun's decision to go to Liudong Temple, Roman also believes that this is the only way to break the deadlock.

"I'm really curious about the source of her Chaldea's magic power. The magic power consumption here is provided by a nuclear power plant. And even so, several Servants cannot be allowed to release the Noble Phantasm at the same time."

Although the Servants on my side are almost all Berserkers with high mana consumption, even if they are not Berserkers, it is not easy to supply mana to multiple Servants at the same time.

Mr. Guda felt a bit regretful that he didn't see the following plot.No matter how you think about it, the source of Chaldea's magic power is too abnormal. Mr. Guda, who owns a nuclear power plant, knows how inefficient it is to convert electricity into magic power. The conversion efficiency is probably only comparable to that of an old-fashioned steam engine.

The beginning of Mr. Guda's coming to this world can be said to be a dream start. Not long after wandering in the streets, he found Roman who was also wandering, and then joined the Magic Association, and was kicked to the front line in the internal power struggle.Unlike Gudazi, Mr. Guda has a clear direction and knows the cause of the current situation.

In the simplest terms, human history has been swallowed up by the dream of ■.

■It actually exists.In the depths of the consciousness of all human beings, the depths of the sea of ​​collective unconsciousness (alaya consciousness).

The absolute existence that is closest to the high-dimensional creature called "God" in the concept has been sleeping in the remote interior of human consciousness throughout history.Its identity is similar to that of the Creator Goddess exiled in the world of imaginary numbers, and its calculation power is similar to that of the Inner Sea of ​​the Moon in a certain world.

Once active, even if it is an unconscious move, it will create a phenomenon-level disaster (Beast).Fortunately, so far, ■'s activities are limited to the observation and recording of the boundary line.No purpose, no reason, just watching, like observing bugs in a breeding box.

Until, at a certain moment, I had a dream.

It is as fragile and stable as thin ice, like a balance built of building blocks that will collapse at any time, like a cradle placed on rubble that can be overturned at any time.

Flickering almost extinguished candlelight, cruel and warm yesterday.

The sweet aftertaste warms the heart like love.

■It is omniscient, seeing all the endings that exist in the world at once in a dream.

And ■ is omnipotent, separating and discarding dreams that hinder sleep and cannot be seen by human consciousness.Discarded dreams sank to the bottom of the sea of ​​collective unconsciousness, turned into foam, and then split into many small bubbles, rising little by little.

Float up—float to the outside of the world.

The "dream fragments" that surfaced in human consciousness have been integrated into human history because of the universality called "omniscience". The dream mixed with the dream of ■ became reality and became a stain engraved in human history.

And at some point, it became like this - like falling into a deep sleep, the dream neither ends nor continues, and keeps repeating.

Even so, the light always fades away.

Only the form remains, and the tone will gradually become cloudy.

No matter how dazzling it is, once it appears, its freshness will be lost.

Like a solar eclipse.It's pitch black and won't shine again.

And that is exactly the residue of human history, where everything has been burned.

In short, it is another story of saving the world with love and hope.Mr. Gu Da concluded in this way.

Although it is a very domineering development, it is worth complaining that just a dream brought human history to the verge of collapse, but Guda-kun has no strength to laugh at all.

According to the Sheba Observatory in Chaldea, the Fifth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City has been repeated more than 1 times.

At the end of the war, the moment the winner gets the Holy Grail, the date goes back to the day when the Holy Grail War started, and everyone follows the old line, just like living in a closed loop.In the long river of time, the water not only stands still, but also flows backwards.

What Mr. Guda has to do is to cut off this cycle and let the flow of time flow normally.

Then, find the dreaming guy and wake him up.Of course, this is just Guda Jun's imagination.Maybe only the legendary crown can get a glimpse of its existence, let alone wake up, Mr. Guda can't even see it.

All he could see was Illya who was eating a snack gracefully.Then, he turned to look at Roman who was also having snack time.

"Roman, what do you think about the daily distribution of magicians and ordinary people?"

"The idea itself is wrong. 'Magic' is incompatible with 'real life'. You cannot even think about distributing the word. The root of magic is nothing other than distortion and retrograde. No matter what kind of magic, just use It will distort daily life. So, if you want to live a correct life, you should cut magic from real life.”

It's so categorical, it's really hard to imagine that Roman, who smiles modestly and softly, can be so serious.

Of course, his words should be more convincing if he can brush his creamy beard shaped like Santa Claus.

"──Can't they coexist?"

"It should be said to be completely opposite. A magician is a person who travels between reality and non-reality. Although it is the freedom of the magician to focus on which side, it is impossible to merge them into one. To implement magic, you must exclude Real life. If you want to explore magic as a human, you need two faces. In this regard, it is like flipping a double-throw switch. You only need to decide whether to use the identity of a human or a magician Just live."

"Hey...Romani can say such reasonable words, it always feels very experienced, like the human side of a high-ranking magician talking."

Mr. Guda stroked his chin and looked at Roman thoughtfully.

Roman immediately sprayed out all the tea in his mouth.

"However, what I want to say is... Romani, do you remember the allocation of dim sum? This is the first time you have eaten my dim sum!"

The author has something to say: It is the exam month recently, the author is quite busy, and the update time is very irregular, hereby I apologize.

It’s almost May [-]rd, Heizhen (Ge Youtan).

Give yourself a sip of poisonous milk here, if you can come out with black chastity, write a short story to fulfill your wish.The author has a trumpet in lof, and occasionally there are some cp-oriented short stories, id Matsu no Sora, if you are interested, you may wish to read it.

The origin of the story is explained here, because the narration may be a bit difficult to understand because of the curiosity of the brain, just think of it as the cycle of Haruhi Suzumiya.The sugar and blade of the ending are all thought out (with a deadpan face).

☆, banshee of snakes

"Are you nervous, Rin?"

"You're very verbose, Archer."

Even though it was winter, disgusted sweat began to ooze from his forehead.Rin Tohsaka brushed his wet bangs aside, silently watching the mansion in front of him.

Matou House.

Although he formed an alliance with Emiya Shirou, he didn't call an ally, not because he didn't trust him.The reason is that a complex emotion that even the girl herself feels pain is at work.

"cherry……"

It is really difficult to connect the dazed and distraught appearance with the famous Kaolin Flower of Sui Qunyuan.

She already knew about the fact that Rider rode a bicycle to and from the campus many times, so she slapped Kazunari Ryudong on the sidelines, and found out that the salesman was Shinji Matou.However, according to Emiya Shiro, Rider and Matou Sakura often go to the market intimately.She knew very well that Matou Shinji didn't have the qualities of a magician, so Rider's Master was most likely Sakura.

"So, miss, have you made a decision? It's hard for me to go on like this."

Archer shrugged.

"Defeat the enemy as planned, it has already been agreed."

Confirming the girl's indifferent voice, Archer wanted to raise his brows and say something, but his eyes narrowed in surprise, "It seems that this place has already received uninvited guests one step ahead of us."

The moonlight was blotted out, and an unpleasant chaos enveloped the land.

Under the gloomy sky, the Western-style House looked down on the visitors and the man indifferently.

The eyes that radiate cold light, the reversible bony sins (bone spurs), and the breath of death around him pierced through the strange scenery of the hazy moonlit night.

The figure carrying the scarlet long | spear seemed to be standing alone in the wilderness full of corpses.

"Although I used to see you unhappy...die."

Without emotion, the scarlet gun suddenly raised its terrifying head like a poisonous snake.

The lingering sound of the heavy killing weapons colliding was endless, sweeping the sound and light of the explosion and sparks, piercingly filling the entire space, pressing on the eardrums and skin.

The overly gorgeous and exaggerated battle scenes make people lose their sense of reality.It's like standing in a gap in a different space, looking down at the fierce battle in front of you.

however.

"Well……!!"

When the strong smell of blood rose, the feeling was pulled back to the disgusting reality.

Taking a deep breath of air mixed with the smell of rusty blood, he was attacked by the feeling of churning in his stomach. Rin Tohsaka's back hit the telephone pole, and his legs lost strength.

The heavy impact pried the skull, the stomach bag was shaking, and the feeling of vomiting surged up.

Compared with the first battle, Lancer's combat power has improved by more than one level.The more bizarre red spears continuously encroached on Archer's territory.

If before it was the swift red lightning, the extreme north of the spear reached by long-term intensive research, now it is the fierce scarlet storm, a tyrannical male who aims at random bombing.

Up until that day, Lancer had been acting under the restraint of the Command Spell.

In order to spy on the combat power of other Masters, his Master issued the order "You fight all Servants, but you are not allowed to defeat them. After fighting once, you must come back alive."

Ridiculous order.But bound by the Command Spell, he had no choice but to obey.

Because of this, Lancer has been looking for opportunities to fight freely and without restraint.

So, unlike last time, this time Lancer was finally able to display his abilities to the fullest.Now that there is no bondage, what Archer is facing is the most agile Heroic Spirit among the Servents.

The ridiculous thing is that although Lancer can fight to the death with a show of skill, Lancer has lost the fun of fighting.

Kill, kill, kill, keep killing.Just piercing and violence for no reason.

If Ulster's strongest fighters are left alone, the end will inevitably be a hill of corpses piled up.

"Well……!"

Once again, Archer made an unnaturally distressed sound.

His proud eyes, sharp as a hawk's, couldn't keep up with the speed of the gun in Lancer's hand now.

——and, not only that.

Outside the orbit of the black and white double blades released by Archer falling like a death scythe, maybe it was an illusion, the guy who looked like Lancer smiled cruelly.The big horizontal grin is more like a shark than a bulldog.The lines of vermilion twisted ferociously like coagulated blood.

"Is it the same thing as the kid last time? Not like it."

Although he didn't know what Lancer was judging, Archer didn't care about the aftertaste.

Compared with Lancer's superb spear intent, Archer has too few things to rely on. The only way to resist the opponent's merciless attack and praise death in the most efficient way is to use the information obtained from previous rounds to predict the enemy's actions, and after Cultivated combat experience.

A weapon honed by foolish ordinary people with unparalleled perseverance.

It is called "Heart Eye", a heart of steel obtained through practice.

Accompanied by an unprecedented chill, Archer's body oozes out an astonishing amount of sweat.

(Sweep, leg?)

There was no time to worry about the sharp pain exploding in his knee, and Archer poured his strength into the blade that blocked the blow to the head.

The black blade began to emit a lot of heat under the washing of a lot of magic power, and it was in danger of collapsing at any time.In order to weaken the threat of the weapon being destroyed, Archer moved his legs that had been tortured for a millisecond, turning the white blade into scattered dots that were difficult to track, and stabbing Lancer's flank that might be exposed due to the leg swing.

It was as if a bomb had penetrated through the wound, and the body was slammed into the air.

It was Archer himself who slammed into the wall and barely supported the battle.

"Mistake, it turned out to be a tail."

Sweeping the tail that had made great achievements in battle before, it provoked again, and knocked down the black and white double blades thrown by Archer neatly.

Unexpectedly, the other party was attacking with an organ that ordinary people do not have, Archer smiled wryly because of the previous wrong guess, Lancer was looking down at him, his eyes were extremely cold and heartless.

"ended."

The red gun approached Archer's left eye, and blurred images filled and infiltrated the left field of vision.

Zooming in beyond the extreme tip, there is a scattered and cold line of sight.

The sound of the lens being crushed and smashed, and the viscous sound of a large amount of liquid gurgling and overflowing.

——Also, the sound of velvet being cut.

Lancer clicked his tongue, shook off the remaining cotton on the gun point, and kicked the disemboweled bat doll abandoned in a corner of the street.

"A magician's familiar?"

Although the appearance is cute and harmless to humans and animals, the piercing eyes are not made of ordinary black buttons or rivets, but eyeballs with obvious biological traces.

There will be no magician who will set the familiar into a doll that cannot move, but if it is only to maintain a simple monitoring function, dolls can be considered as one of the economical options.The battle just now should have been noticed by that magician.

But that had nothing to do with Lancer's goal, the fleeting thoughts hovered in his mind for a while and then disappeared, Lancer stabbed the tip of the spear towards Archer's chest without hesitation.

The feeling of emptiness touched didn't make Lancer's expression fluctuate in the slightest, and with a click, the long|spear returned to the handy posture without hesitation.

"It's really fast, is it a command spell?"

The next moment, the spiral sword that didn't have time to bounce pierced the skin from the back and slid into the flesh. Lancer, who was enduring such severe pain, didn't have the slightest physiological spasm, and his steps didn't appear to be in the slightest.

Starting from the arrow that melted at the wound, the flames ignited instantly, and the violent hot wind began to rotate and heat up. The strong hot air filled the not-so-small space, and Lancer's whole body was immediately wrapped in the flames of the explosion.

"Archer, can this blow knock him down?"

Feeling the heat remaining in the air, Rin Tohsaka cautiously approached in the direction of Archer.

"No, this is just a hasty blow. No, Rin, be careful, something is coming out!"

Archer continued to fully draw the bowstring, and the evil twisted arrows were once again condensed in his hand like a spine.

Blood-red sins filled the moonlit night.

The surrounding air turned into mist and wet the skin, and between the walls, thick sweat like honey floated out.

The skin was scorched by the scorching air, and the feet that stepped on the ground were slowly melting.

neigh.

A group of snakes dance wildly to celebrate the birth of the Queen of Warcraft.

Huge body stained with red and black, covered with ugly scales.Intertwined and cursed snakes follow their feet, thirsting for blood, grinding their prey with neither joy nor sorrow.

"Fairy tales are more interesting. Reality stories are so real that it's disgusting."

Speaking with a mature voice that didn't match the angelic beauty, the blue-haired boy glanced at the banshee beside him, and threw the torn manuscript behind him.

Drenched in a black curse, the monster Gorgon, the doom of the fallen goddess, gave a distorted smile.

"Are you two living sacrifices to me?"

squeak.

Rin Tohsaka took a step forward, avoiding the wriggling Gorgon, biting his teeth hard as if regretting.

"Archer, can you hear me?"

In a calm voice, Tohsaka Rin said without looking back.

"—Just a moment. Go and hold those two guys alone."

He gave the order to his followers to "die".

"I can take advantage of the gap to escape, you should be able to buy time for me to escape."

Tohsaka Rin continued to instruct.

It was a grim, suppressed voice.Painful tone.It seems that if you don't do this, you will cry out in disappointment.

Archer glanced at Gorgon, remained silent as if thinking, and nodded slightly.

"Smart. Rin, if you can escape first, I can also escape. Archers are best at acting alone. But—Rin, I want to confirm one thing first."

Archer's indifferent voice made Tohsaka Rin suddenly lower his eyes, and dryly squeezed out words, "...what's the matter."

"Ahh. It's okay to buy time—but it shouldn't matter if you defeat that monster, right?"

With empty hands, Archer's smile melted into the red purgatory, just like the boy from that day.

The author has something to say: the exam has come to an end for the time being, and now I finally have time to update it. (salted fish shape)

The linkage fz couldn't resist pumping Kong Ming's pool, and at the cost of 60 stones and 10 amulets proved that it was a poison pool (with a deadpan expression).

FZ linkage, also known as the reborn I am Kong Ming, has been driving all the way to Feiqi, avenging private revenge, and even eating his own jealousy 10 years ago.Also, Xiao An, which hand did you use to touch the school girl's breasts? (cold)

I feel that this event can be done without a liver, and the opening time is long, although I couldn't resist eating three apples...

☆, the scuffle in front of the mansion

"Occasionally there are times like this."

Medea Lily sat on the steps, resting her chin.

It was already past twelve o'clock, the lights in the distance were dimmed, and everything fell into a deep sleep.Only at this time can she gain some tranquility and relaxation, have the courage to peek into the depths of memory, and look sadly at the hometown that has been buried by the dust of history and can never go back.

No stars, no night, no wind.

If it is summer, it will definitely be a sultry night that makes people toss and turn, and it will not feel much cooler even in the mountains.But it is winter now, and the lack of wind has made the temperature warmer a lot, but even so, the outdoors are by no means an excellent place to rest.

The town was like a dark deep sea, and the few rays of moonlight struggling through the clouds were quickly buried in the depths of the sea.The faint light flickering on the stone steps is like the rising and falling black tide.The girl who sank into the deep sea buried her head in her knees and tightly hugged her trembling body.

Not fear of the unknown night, but fear of the imminent future.

Under the temptation of love, he committed the crime of killing his father and brother.

"How are you."

Watching the night and the sleeping face of the Master every night, talking to Medea Lily from the quietness guarding the mountain gate.

"It's nothing... just some phantoms from the past."

Only at this time.It was Medea Lily who showed the exhaustion and vicissitudes that did not meet the identity of a girl.

Patting her cheek, she forcibly pulled herself together and focused on the familiar's long-distance connection.

Wei Gongzhai, nothing unusual.

Tohsaka house, there is nothing abnormal.

Academy, nothing out of the ordinary.

Matou House, no... wait!

Medea Lily stood up hastily, "Quiet, there was an abnormal servant battle at Matou House, I will inform the Master."

"Master, Master."

During the Holy Grail War, Gudazi's sleep was always light, and Medea Lily's soft call woke her up.

"Is it Lily? What happened?"

While rubbing her sleepy eyes, she quickly changed into the Chaldean uniform.

In charge of monitoring the city is the Servant who does not require sleep. Medea Lily and Zhuge Kongming are on duty alternately.Suddenly running in so late to inform myself, there must be something abnormal.

Is it an enemy attack?

Gudazi guessed in his heart.She turned on the faucet and wet her cheeks with water to cleanse herself.