The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"Hey……"

When he was stunned by Lancelot's rare long paragraphs, someone secretly gave him a kick in his waist.

Squinting my eyes, I expressed my dissatisfaction with the look of "Fart, let go".

"I really don't see you have a good idea..."

Someone’s expression looks strange... awkward, "In just a few days of work, I have conquered a superb handsome guy who has fallen in love with you. When are you going to say goodbye to my status as a Virgo? Do you need me to cook red bean rice? ?"

"boom!"

If I took back the hand that hit someone's head casually, I looked at Medea, whose expression seemed to be blank, and smiled: "That, sister Medea, although I can get rid of it if I transplant the curse. But consider it. I think it’s better to keep the troubles of other participants in the church."

"Yes, your magic eyes are special."

It seems that she just talked about the original plan, and Medea quickly gave up this proposal, "If it is known by the church or the Magician Association, it will be troublesome if it is designated as a'heresy' or it is determined that it needs a'designated seal'. There is a magic spell, at least your Servant can respond in time."

"It's okay. I don't go out often except for school anyway. Lance can use it if necessary."

I yawned, and I let out a sigh of relief, "In fact, I always feel that Lance can only play a role similar to a messenger or bodyguard in my hands. Compared to the strength represented by his reputation, It's too awkward. If it's the arrangement of Sister Medea, I believe that this holy grail war can be won in the end, right?"

"In other words... the second order power is given to Miss Caster?"

Lancelot stared straight at me with cold eyes, and what he said was not so much an interrogative sentence as an affirmative sentence that had been confirmed.

"Well, it can be understood that way. Because I'm lazy!"

I smiled affirmatively.

And Lance nodded, and said nothing.

Although it is a very famous "betrayal witch" in history, I still believe my feelings and judgments can give Sister Medea enough trust after getting along over the past ten years.

Although it seems that people who have been named "witches" are terrifying existences, but...

If you have been close to ten years, you often see a woman named "Witch" who suffers from drowsiness because of taking medicine for a long time, she walks well and suddenly "bangs" into a posture of eating shit; Seeing a woman named "Witch" has repeatedly failed in the challenge to the kitchen, the more frustrated she is, but the food is finally made and eaten, and she runs across the yard looking for water with a bun face; I often see a woman named "Witch" sitting in front of the window motionless for at least a long time because of a word or action from her Master, and she can even see clearly around her. To the scene of pink air bubbles...

Believe me, in addition to the knowledge and understanding of the field of "magic", you will never have any mentality that is related to "respect" to people who have the title of "witch".

"So, Medea, what are you going to do next? Do you need my help?"

While I was talking, someone slipped behind me again, and while talking to Medea, he pressed his fist against my temple, "You dare to hit me as a master... Your courage is getting more and more real. Is it big!"

"It hurts..."

Struggle, struggle, struggle!

While struggling to save myself, I sent a distress signal to the other two.

"Ms. Lancer... If you bully Amamiya too much, it will be very troublesome for the Servant."

As a result, it was my Lancelot who responded, and Sister Medea looked like "I didn't see anything"—Is she still ridiculing her and Teacher Ge Mu when she hated me?

"Cheer! Lancelot, you are so stern, it's not fun!"

After sticking out his tongue, someone grumbled and let go of his hand, and then pushed me to Lancelot, "Take it away, take it away! Your own Master must be optimistic about it!"

"..."

Can I bite her? Can I bite her? I really want to bite her!

——Are you a cat?

I don't know, anyway, my molars always itchy uncomfortably when facing someone.

——Being so blessed!

cut!

"You, if you have nothing else to say, just go back and rest. I remember you have half a day of class tomorrow."

Smiling and looking at me, Medea turned his head and said, "Lancer, you stay, there are some things I want to discuss and confirm."

"Ok, then I won't bother you."

After getting the permission to rest, I stopped staying any longer and turned back to the room.

The sky is big, and the sleep is the biggest!

Chapter 13 Blood Realm

Well, it began to integrate with the official plot.

Because the little squid in Lancelot lives with Medea, the magic theory system is much better than in Gilgamesh.(Tianyin: It can be seen how miserable this guy Yanfeng Qili...)

By the way, the contact between Xiao Squid and Sister L began in the Fourth Holy Grail War ten years ago.However, Sister L did a good job of confidentiality work, so the church Yanfeng always thought that the contact between Sister L and Xiao Squid started only after the death of the five-year-old former Wei Miyakiji.

Finally: Although Little Squid can give up the spell to avoid the Holy Grail War, the problem is that she is a participant who was fortuned out by Medea.In the case of high intimacy with Medea, even if the little squid who values ​​his family is unwilling, he will give Medea's will the first priority, and there is no way to give up the spell.

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——I am an absolute pragmatist.

——So, occasionally participate in public welfare activities, but don't expect me to take the initiative.

Nothing happened overnight.

If you ignore the magic fluctuations that burst out from time to time.

So of course, when I got up from bed the next morning, I struggled with the faint dark circles under my eyes in the bathroom.

Forget it, anyway, the advantage of wearing glasses is that you can use the thickness of the lenses to block dark circles when necessary.

After putting on the gold glasses, I was very satisfied to see myself in the mirror if I didn't look carefully, I basically couldn't see the difference from the usual, turned my head and walked out of the bathroom: "Lance."

"Something?"

Someone who acts as the door god in the corridor responded.

"Next time, if that bastard Sasaki plays the title of'Friendship First Game Second' and doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, please let him know what'normal schedule' is."

Pushing the glasses, I said with a cold face, "The crime of disturbing women's sleep is very serious."

"Amamiya..."

After listening to my words, Lancelot looked at me with a strange expression, "If it feels noisy, just set up a soundproof barrier?"