The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

[You woman, don't make claims!This little injury won't get in the way!

[Want to defy me?Yes, I will listen to you if I win!

……

[Why don't you say anything?

[Play with an injured patient, you are ashamed to say, you bastard!

"I said, why are you running here again in a daze!"

The slightly rude voice made the woman who was sitting on the prayer seat of the church in Fuyuki City open her eyes and looked at the place where the sound was made.

"I'm happy to run here, can you control it?"

The slightly narrow black Danfeng glanced at the cyan figure leaning against the inner door of the church. The woman with short silver and white hair leaned back on the seat of the prayer seat and said with disdain, "Be your watchdog. Your job!"

"you……"

It seemed that there was a "creak" of finger movements, and a red vein popped out of the forehead of the provoked man wearing a light blue leather armor, "Damn it! You should be thankful that you are a woman!"

"It's so pitiful..."

It seems that the man’s murderous aura was not in his eyes. The white-haired woman stood up lightly and yawned, her tone of voice was totally unscrupulous and relaxed. lost?"

"Miss Lancer."

Accompanied by the very slight sound of footsteps, a man walked out of the passage inside the church, "Although it is not easy to control, but after all, it is still my subordinate, so please don't be too teasing."

"Tsk, who is your subordinate!"

After glancing at the visitor with red eyes, the cyan man disappeared with a face full of disgust, "Forget it, it is better for Lao Tzu to blow the cold wind outside than to see you two pretending to be here."

"In fact, I think even if I am teasing, it is much better than you, a nasty guy."

Gently drew the forehead and blocked the bangs of the left eye, the white-haired woman said with disdain, "Why, I am finally willing to crawl out of your cellar room where mushrooms are about to grow, so I can sunbathe the moon to prevent mold?"

"We all know each other's purpose."

The man in the uniform of the church priest waved his hand vigorously, "There is no need to make such a roundabout."

"Then I'll be straightforward."

The white-haired woman looked at the priest, and then curled a corner of her lips, "Assassin and Knight's Master are not allowed to take action on your side. On the other hand, the other people have nothing to do with me. You can handle it as you like."

"There is nothing wrong with me, but the one who is not here at the moment is not very persuasive..."

"Golden Shining guy, I naturally have a way to divert his attention."

As if to sneer at the priest's shirking responsibility, the woman stood up and stretched her waist, "I only need a word from you now. Give it or not?"

"If they chase here, you won't allow me to defend, will you?"

It seems to be just a plain narrative, but only a little thought can understand the implicit irony and counterattack.

"When you helped you attack Bazette to obtain her Servant and treasures, you promised to exchange terms. If you want to regret it, it's your own business."

The eyes out of the bangs narrowed slightly, and the white-haired woman sneered, "Don't play this kind of word games with me. In terms of their personalities, as long as you don't mess with them, they won't bother to care about the whereabouts of others. Yanfeng, I am quite clear about your nature, so...Don't always challenge my bottom line of patience."

"Some things always have to be said to be discussed, right?"

Yanfeng looked at her, and then shook his head, "Looking at the things you did before, I thought you would ask me not to move the person from the Tong family. I didn't expect you to choose to protect your acquaintance but only ten years ago. That little girl."

"Yanfeng, living a life of abstinence for too long makes your brains unable to think normally, right?"

The white-haired woman tapped her eyebrows with her index finger, "The one hundred-year-old from the Matsumoto family is still alive, and the golden holy grail of the Einzbern family is also there. Will you move your mind to the fake holy grail? Please think of a better way to insult others' IQ?"

"..."

It seems that she was choked by the white-haired woman's words. The mask-like smile on Yan Feng's face twitched, and she couldn't help it. Finally, she shook her head and condensed her expression, "Your mouth is really getting stronger and stronger. Yes. I promise you that I will not take the initiative to lead clues to the church."

"What I want is your words."

The goal was achieved, and the white-haired woman did not stay any longer, turned and walked out of the church.

"Are you ready to leave so soon? Didn't the fake priest who eats people and doesn't spit bones keep you down?"

As soon as I left the door of the church, I heard a ridiculous voice from the top of the church.

"He wants to keep a ration to feed you big wolfdog. Where can I get the extra food to invite me?"

Rolling her eyes, the white-haired woman gently turned on the roof of the church, "I said Ku Flin, knowing you still hate me for helping Yanfeng kill your original Master, but I will accompany you for everything. Why are you so indifferent after playing it several times! Are you a man?"

"Cut! Do you still have to judge if I am a man!"

With a sneer, Koughlin's scarlet eyes swept over her, and then closed it back, "You are ashamed to say that you have fought me several times? You said it was a test, but you used a long-range bow and then a gun. To find a gap...too ridiculous!"

"I was just talking about competitions. Knowing that you are famous for guns and you are better than guns is a shame."

After a grunt, the white-haired woman stretched her waist, "Moreover, when we agreed, we didn't stipulate what weapons to use. The three samples of gun, bow, and sword are the martial arts I am good at. Don't tell me you are not. Knowing what it means to judge the situation, I will completely despise your IQ!"

"Your name is Laipi!"

"Who told you to use this for fighting."

Someone's "You're an idiot" expression compared to his fist, "Instead of using this?" He raised his finger to his brain.

"Damn! You a dead woman, don't give me conspiracies and tricks, fight me with integrity!"

So a certain person was so angry that his hair was almost upright, and a cross with a red head bounced and bounced, but he could only endure it for a while. It seems that his self-cultivation skills have been good in recent times.

"I'm a woman, and I'm not seeded."

Someone ignored his roar at all, and said leisurely, "You are embarrassed to bully me, a weak woman?"

"You are still weak...cough cough..."

So, very simply, a certain big cyan dog was choked with anger by someone who didn't know how to be ashamed.

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to talk with you too much."

It can be considered enough to appreciate someone’s performance that dared not move. The white-haired woman exhaled and jumped off the church roof again, "Continue to do your job as a doorman, you old Finnish large dog, next time I will remember to bring dog food when I come."

"So early, are you rushing to reincarnate?"

"No, I have access control. When I am like you, I only have the treatment of blowing on the roof!"