The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"What! Just leave irresponsibly... Medea... I hate you! I hate you most..."

Interval·Witch’s ·End

Chapter Thirty One

So this chapter made me very tangled.

The difference in personality between Lancelot and Gilgamesh led to a different approach to the little squid.

If you switch to Gilgamesh, you might just kiss it directly.And if you change to Xiaolanhua...

But having said that, Xiaolanhua is a Xiaolanhua after all, and it can achieve the same goal as saving the country.

Therefore, the most suitable person for the awkward and tangled personality of the little squid, it is really little orchid or Gilgamesh...

By the way: in the kissing etiquette, the back of the hand is respect, the back of the finger is love, and the fingertips are cherish.

PS: The ring finger of the left hand is recognized as having blood vessels leading directly to the heart. Xiao Lanhua is actually making a vague confession.

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——Because tears have no effect, I almost thought I had forgotten the way of crying.

——I never thought, it turned out, it was just because there was no suitable place.

I can't remember how I got back to the palace mansion.

Wei Gong and Saber said something to me, and what did I answer... This kind of thing is completely complete, without any impression.

At the moment when the flying knife was thrown out, I just felt that there seemed to be something in my heart, and suddenly a piece of it was empty.

I don't understand why Sister Medea would refuse my request to contract with her, or why Medea chose to die in my hands, let alone why Sister Medea had such a peaceful smile in the end.

I don't understand and don't want to understand.

"..."

When I recovered from the blank blank, I found myself curled up on the bed in the temporary guest room, leaning against the corner and staring at the window in a daze.

The air was very cold, and the wounds on his body seemed to have been carefully bandaged and treated, and they were all bandaged.

After moving my hands and feet, I took a coat and put it on my body, then opened the window, gritted my teeth and climbed onto the roof.

Tonight is a beautiful moonlit night.

There were no insects in the courtyard, and there was no sound around.

In the bright shadow of the moonlight at night, I curled my body into my coat as much as possible, then lowered my head and put my eyes on my knees. The slightly sour pressure made my eyes feel hot.

Don't understand...

No matter how you think, I don't understand.

Sister Medea, you are really bad-hearted, even if you leave, will you still leave me with a big problem?

Hate you!Hate you most!

Therefore, I will not feel sad because you left!I never felt sad!

"Amamiya..."

The gentle breath drew near, and then a blanket with warmth was wrapped around me, "The temperature is lower at night, so it’s better to keep warm."

"Lance..."

Lifting my head, I looked at the person who was half-kneeling beside me, my brain couldn't turn around for a while, "Why do you..."

Will be here...

"I heard movement in your room, but when I went in, I found no one."

Lancelot looked at me, then lowered his eyes, "So I guess, Amamiya, you should be looking for a place to be quiet. So, I found here."

"……Thank you……"

Lowering my head again, I hugged my knee under the blanket, "You helped me treat my wound, right?"

"Well, if you have a wound, it's better to deal with it. Besides, there is nothing to thank."

As if to hear something funny, Lancelot gave a low laugh, "You are my Master..."

"Really...Master and Servant..."

I don’t know what answer I want, but I just feel that the empty place in my heart seems to be eager for something like a commotion, "That’s right, if I’m the Master, Lance will disappear. That way...you won't see the person you want to see, right?"

"Amamiya, why do you think so?"

Lancelot's voice is still mild as usual, but I can vaguely feel that he seems to be angry.

"Could it be... isn't it?"

I looked up at him, "The Master summons the Servant into this world, and the Servant serves the Master for his own wishes. The connection between the two is just... right?"

Just stop there, a combination like Sister Medea and Teacher Ge Mu, I don’t want to see it again...

"Amamiya...Do you understand the relationship between me and you that way?"

Lancelot's voice lowered, this time, he could clearly feel that he was angry.

Just why?

Why is Lancelot angry?

I'm obviously just... telling the truth...

-Is it true?

Isn't it?

——It is your freedom to think this way, but don’t you think this is unfair to others?

other people?

--hateful!It’s not such an escape method if you want to escape!It's really angry after seeing it.