The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

After receiving Sakura’s answer, I turned to a certain kelp man again, “It’s best not to let me see you appearing within 100 meters of the Wei Gong Mansion, otherwise I will see you beaten once, do you hear it?”

"..."

A certain kelp man who was so painful that he couldn't speak, was staring at me with absolutely bitter eyes.

"Then, Lance, can you please throw this thing in the big trash can at the downhill? After all, you must be ethical."

Look at how kind I am, knowing that I cannot litter large non-burnable garbage everywhere.

"Ok."

Lancelow nodded his head, and immediately dragged someone away. Anyway, should I be glad he didn't use it directly?

"Thank you... Senior Amamiya."

It was not until Shinji Ma Tong's figure disappeared from the corner that Sakura bowed her waist and saluted me solemnly.

"It's okay, because I originally saw that Sao Bao kelp II was not pleasing to the eye, it was just smooth."

I waved my hand and said it was nothing, I walked into the house directly with slippers, "If you really want to thank me, can you make more snacks like this morning tonight? Lance and I both like it."

"As long as the kind this morning is enough?"

Sakura, who was confirming in this way, had a shy smile with a touch of confidence on her face, "No problem!"

"Then I am looking forward to it."

Speaking of it, Sakura's future development direction is probably the kind of home-style full-time wife, right?I don't know who can marry her with that blessing.

"Speaking of... Amemiya, you seem to be back a little late today."

Following the walk in, Wei Gong had nothing to say.

"When I went to the hospital to visit Yicheng, he was still quite energetic, so he might be able to return to school soon."

After a brief report on my whereabouts, I turned my head and looked at him, "Speaking of which, has your fever gone?"

"Huh? Well, yes. Thanks to the porridge Sakura cooked in the morning."

Scratching his own hair, Wei Gong’s smiling face is silly no matter how he looks at it, "What do I want to eat tonight? I can make it as long as it is not too complicated."

"Not so much that... I think you'd better prepare some food that can replenish energy."

I rolled my eyes.

"Uh?"

"Your magic theory!"

After confirming that Sakura had entered the kitchen and could not hear me and Wei Gong, I stretched out my hand and directly grabbed Wei Gong’s ear, "As a magician, you can get a nightmare. You can’t just exercise this Pass! Taking advantage of the fact that the Holy Grail War has not yet developed to a fierce level, I need to make up for you! Otherwise the woman Lancer will definitely swallow me!"

Um, this guy’s ears... feel pretty good!

"what?"

So someone reacted instantly, but the next step was to follow me involuntarily, "It hurts, it hurts! I know, I know, let go, Amemiya! Ears...the ears are about to fall off! !!!"

Chapter 35—Morning Matters

So continue daily.

It is said that Saber has no memory of Little Squid because of Merlin's magic, but because of intuition, there is a sense of familiarity.

In fact, if nothing else is discussed, Squid can be friends with Saber (but I’m afraid it’s only temporary.)

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-Ordinary days, ordinary things.

——A quiet and stable morning, if every day in the future will be as plain as the morning.

"Ka!"

The iron core wooden gun in his hand was entangled with the wooden long sword and then flew away.

"Well……"

Because of the wrong force, the center of gravity was unstable and fell to one side. Although he quickly reached the ground and wanted to bounce again, the tip of the sword that had not been retracted took advantage of the situation and hit my throat directly.

The skin got goose bumps because of the fighting spirit transmitted through the tip of the sword, and he almost subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

"Crack!"

The wooden long sword slashed on the silver-white spear that appeared in my hand, and snapped, but the force still made my arm sink, and the shaky body directly knelt on the floor of the dojo. on.

As for the broken wooden sword, the remaining half at this moment has steadily stopped on my neck-if it is a formal battle, I am afraid I will be in a different place at this moment?

"I surrender."

Withdrawing the spear, I raised my hand and said depressed.

Lancelot stood with his sword, smiled and stretched out his hand at me: "Sorry, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I can bear this failure."

I took Lancelot's hand and was pulled up by him. I sighed and stretched my body, "However, Lance...isn't it okay to put a little water on it? Every battle solves the problem within 3 minutes. ...This is not a boxing match."

Although it is not clear that the gap between humans and heroic spirits is not clear, but this is also very hurting self-esteem!

"Ha ha……"

Lancelot just chuckled and did not communicate.

"Fuck!"

A slight applause came from the door of the dojo, turned around and found that it was Saber, "It's wonderful."

With that said, she walked in.

"Saber, good morning."

I pulled the towel on one side and wiped off my sweat. I curled my lips, "What is wonderful? It's totally one-sided and abused."

"If you rely solely on combat skills, even I would not be Lance's opponent. If it weren't for real encounters, it would be hard for me to imagine that ordinary people can do this to the same extent."

Saber smiled and looked at us, and then thought thoughtfully, "Sometimes I almost thought Lance was one of my former companions. When it comes to fighting, my companion should be the best-speaking of it. His name is very similar to Lance. I feel that if he meets Lance, he will be able to talk very well."