The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"If you doubt it, believe it or not, I will rape you!"

"..."

Even the word "rape" comes out. You dare to say that you are a woman!

"Okay, don't discuss my gender issue. You haven't answered me yet! What happened to you and Lancelot?"

Someone waved his hand with an expression of "you are making a fuss and need to exercise, girl".

"It's okay."

Don't open my eyes, I turned and walked to the table where the laptop was placed, "If you are looking for me for such a boring thing, then please leave, I have work to do."

"Tsk, did I poke it in the pain?"

As a result, someone just stabs me on my laptop. If it weren't for my eyesight and quick hands, I guess the screen would be separated from the body.

"Lancer! Get out of here!"

Without even thinking about it, I just raised my hand and wanted to throw a throwing knife!

"Hey...what are you irritated by! How come you are like a hedgehog. Could it be the so-called'angry into anger'?"

As a result, someone rushed over, easily restrained his hands and feet and fell on the bed in the room, "I dared to do something against the master. I haven't discussed with you for a long time and you have forgotten what is meant by'respecting the teacher', right?

"It's misfortune to have a master like you! You bastard, let me go!"

I was so mad that I couldn't choose to speak.

"Xiaoyou... Although I don't want to say it, are you too defensive?"

Someone raised her body slightly and stared straight at me with her head down. After the drooping bangs, she could see the scar on her left eye that pierced the entire eyelid, "Acknowledge that you care about Lancelot. Is it so difficult?"

"He is my partner in the Holy Grail War. What's wrong with him?"

I asked rhetorically.

"You know what I mean by'care' doesn't mean this... Tsk, it's really troublesome! I hate doing this kind of work related to psychological counseling the most!"

Someone clicked and muttered to himself.

Whether you want to do psychological counseling is your business, whether I want to listen is the key point, you bastard!

After struggling for a while, I found that I couldn't get rid of it. I could only confess my fate and lay down on the bed, and looked away: "Apart from the accident of my companion, what else can I care about?"

"You are acting stupid as expected."

The fierce tightening on my wrist made me frowned in pain, "You know how much Lancelot cares about your thoughts and feelings, you still choose this way, how do you treat him? What's the dissatisfaction!"

"What about satisfaction? What about dissatisfaction? He will always be my Servant until the end of the Holy Grail War. With his character, even if he is really dissatisfied with me, he will not leave me, right!"

Turning my head again, I glared at someone.

"You are abusing Lancelot's tenderness!"

Someone’s roar almost exploded my ears, "You are too selfish like this."

"What about selfishness? What about abuse of his tenderness?! Anyway, that tenderness is not just for me!"

Unable to restrain, I directly yelled back, "As long as he doesn't refuse, use it if you want to use it!"

"!"

So, very abruptly, silence fell instantly.

"... I said... Yuu..."

After a long time, someone said softly, "You shouldn't be... care about the fact that Lancelot and I went to Coughlin without telling you last night?"

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Wei Wei closed her eyes, and I refused her inquiry, "I was still in a coma at that time, even if you want to tell me there is no way."

"I think you can try to rely on Lancelot more, so as to save him from worrying like a headless fly. After all, you are not the type that can survive independently..."

To my surprise, someone did not pursue the issue of talent any more, but changed the subject, "Lancelot is your Servant, just like you said. This kind of trust is still connected. No one can cut it off."

"Yes, Master and Servant... the combination formed by the Holy Grail War can't be destroyed by anyone."

I turned my head and said softly, "So, when the Holy Grail War is over?"

"..."

Someone was silent for a moment.

I didn't hear her voice, so I just continued to gently say: "As a Servant who exists like an elf, it can be summoned by the Master of an ordinary magician because of the power of the Holy Grail. This power allows the Master to pay only part of the magic power. The Servant’s existence can be maintained. But... when the Holy Grail disappears? Even a witch like Sister Medea has to rely on the spiritual veins of Liudong Temple to sustain himself and your existence. I am ordinary, not so much. It is better to say that it is a magician than an alchemist... What kind of price is needed to maintain Lancelot's existence?"

I know that Lancer was able to stay in reality after the Fourth Holy Grail War because of the contractual relationship with Medea's sister.And now Sister Medea has returned to the Throne of Heroic Spirits. When the Holy Grail War is over, Lancer's current contractor is probably unable to bear the magic power to keep her in reality.

Because I can feel it, the nature of the Holy Grail War seems to have changed, and the final result is likely to directly destroy the entire ceremony, without the foundation, then...

I hate the feeling of separation.

If you really have to bear the separation, then it is better to suppress each other's attention to the minimum before the separation.

Even if I am selfish.However, it is just that I want to protect myself and not to get hurt anymore.

Just take care of yourself.

This is my essence, look, how ugly...

Such me, such me...

The force restrained by someone loosened his hand, someone put his hands on both sides of my head and looked at me condescendingly: "...Sage's Stone..."

Then she spat out the word gently.

"Sage's Stone?"

I was stunned.

Why did she suddenly say such content?

"As soon as the development of alchemy, the manifestation of the third law is an existence that can be affected by even heroic spirits."

"..."

The unexpected content caused the brain to be a bit immediate. After I stared at someone for a long time, I realized what she meant, but a greater doubt arose, "Why?"