The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

In Lancelot's arms, I was almost choked by the oncoming wind, I can only struggle in my heart.

Hey, that dead woman Lancer, who is always trying to compete with me is just to let go!

——Not convinced?

Wrong, I'm just entangled, even if she releases the water, I can't beat her!

——……

what happened?

——Nothing, I just think I’m worried about your self-esteem being hurt again. I’m an idiot...

Convex =.=|||

Lancelot stopped in the dark alley near the crossroads of Fukayama, and let me down.

After looking around, I was satisfied that there were no signs of other people. I looked up and looked at the other side of the alley: "Your Excellency has been with us for an afternoon. Are you still not ready to meet?"

"..."

There was an unusually silent silence.

However, even without the left eye, I keenly felt the dark shadow somewhere in the depths of the alley moving.

The black shadow that had originally settled in the depths of the alley turned into an entity, transformed into a turmoil with all black blades, and ejected in this direction.

"Ding!"

A sharp metal crackle sounded.

I stood still and did not move, but Lancelot was standing next to me.

The rough long sword slashed through the air with a silver light, and shot down the black blades one by one, but the speed was so fast that the sound of the shot down sounded only one.

At the same time, what gradually emerged from the darkness was deeper than the gloom without light, full of unknown blindfolded black women.

Although she has long, purple-red hair that touches the ground, the feeling of that hair is only close to the horror of dry blood-but even with this kind of hair, this woman still feels black.

"!"

The breath was suffocated instantly.

After matching the pair of eyes hidden under the blindfold, my left eye suddenly twitched, but my body was unable to respond accordingly.

The woman in front of her felt an overwhelming sense of death.

"..."

Lancelot moved silently to block in front of me, and instantly blocked the murderous aura against me.

Thanks to this, I finally recovered from this horrible and suffocating feeling.

I dare not say anything else, my adaptability is actually quite strong.

——Why don’t you say that you are on the wall, falling on both sides?!

Hello!I am a very principled person, and it is quite different from that of a wall, okay?

——I can still complain, it seems that I have really recovered.

Uh... can I compare the middle finger to you?Is there a way you care about people so much?!

——Please.

Convex =.=|||

Is this... the difference between humans and heroic spirits?

Seeing Lancelot and the female Servant who were silently confronting each other, I suddenly felt a kind of speechless depression.

If it weren't for Lancelot, I'm afraid I would definitely not be able to survive the murderous attack at the beginning.

"Knight, I leave it to you."

I settled, I whispered, "Master's search is determined to be handled by me. Now, show me your strength!"

"Comply.with.your.wish, Madam!"

There was no turning back, but Lancelot's voice in response seemed to bring a slight smile, and then immediately, the figures of him and the female Servant opposite began to move.

The sword halberd sounded.

Lancelot, standing steadily on the ground, formed a sharp contrast with the dazzling black Servant running on the ground.

The enemy's long hair fluttered, as if trying to drive the dull and heavy prey to the Jedi, pushing forward in a brain.

And Lancelot seems to be worried about me, or unwilling to do anything with women, just blindly defending the opponent’s offense. The long sword gleaming with silver brilliance accompanied by the sound of "ding and ding." The attacks are all present.

The sound of fierce blade clashes coming into the ears, along with the sparks that emanated, continued continuously, and the rhythm accelerated indefinitely.

Lancelot's movements, like moving clouds and flowing water, are not only a visual enjoyment, but also a threat of counterattack in the defense.

This is...is it a battle between Servants in the Holy Grail War?!

Although cruel, I have to admit that it is gorgeous that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

——I said, it’s not the time to think about some of these, right?

Uh...it seems right.

After being reminded by Li's personality, I hurriedly reduced my mind and tried to shield the metal impact sound from my hearing.

There is no need to worry about having Lancelot in the defensive part. What we need to do now is to find out who the master of this female Servant is as soon as possible.

"Αναζήτηση·Καθορισμένοι·Σχολιασμός!" (Tianyin: Greek, meaning "search, specify, mark".)

The three-byte spell was pronounced by me in standard Greek, which is also the limit spell that my current ability can use.

The magic power was released, and the faint, silk-like magic power line refracted around me, and shrank the surrounding area after bypassing the battle area between Lancelot and the female Servant.

There is a magic power supply relationship between the Master and the Servant. Unless it is a Servant who has the ability to act alone like the Archer Class, once a battle occurs, the consumption of magic power exceeds the accumulation of stock and the result is that the Servant is forced to disappear.

But how can the skill of "single mobility" be so easy to have?So according to the normal situation, the Master in black Servant should guess right nearby.

"!found it!"