The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"Until Shirou chooses to kill Sakura by himself, you should never attack Sakura anyway."

"Ka!"

After understanding what someone meant, I almost instantly squeezed the wooden railing under my hand and stared at her angrily: "Why should I agree to this kind of thing! Knowing that Sakura is the shadow, it is very likely that it was directly killed. Under the premise of the murderer of Sister Medea!"

After analyzing that Sakura is the "Holy Grail" reconstructed by Matsumoto's human body, I haven't speculated the cause and effect of the previous series of events.

If it wasn't for lack of sufficient evidence, I would kill Ma Tong Ying as soon as I reached this possible conclusion.

"Another person who killed Caster was not Sakura. I can assure you."

"you know?!"

Because of someone's answer, I couldn't suppress my anger at all, and I pulled her collar directly, "You know I've been looking for the murderer, why don't you tell me!"

"What about telling you? Your Lancelot strength is very strong, yes, but that abnormality cannot be measured by common sense at all."

Someone smiled bitterly, but didn't struggle, "Once he gets serious after being angered, your Lancelot may not be his opponent at all."

"I only need to know, who is that person? Is it the third heroic spirit left over from the last Holy Grail War? Is it the hand of the church?"

I gave my conjecture.

"Xiaoyou, sometimes, pretending to be confused will make you feel better than figuring out everything."

However, someone did not answer my question directly.

"You know my personality."

I also did not refuse from the front.

Keeping everything in my hands is my attitude and the habit of my life till now.

"I also know, but compared to how tired you are now...Don't you think that, like Shirou, even if you have guessed the truth of the matter, it would be easier to pretend not to find anything?"

I returned to the state of walking, and someone’s words made me feel uncomfortable outside the score.

"You don't compare that idiot's impulsive mental retardation with me. Insulting people is not such an insult!"

I gave her a straight look.

"Ha, I didn't expect that kid to mix so badly here..."

Someone let out a sigh of relief, and then muttered vaguely, "But forget it, it should be different at first, so the white-haired man who is only long and has no heart is walking so chic, right?"

White-haired man?

It's just a vaguely captured word, but it doesn't prevent me from understanding that the person she is muttering is Archer.

But... if Archer is a white-haired man, what are you?

White-haired girl?

——Your complaints have become more and more sharp recently.

Those who are near the ink are black.

——Who is Mo asshole!

I didn't say it was you, so what do you do?

——Convex=.=||||

"Star , Xing , Meng forever..."

Just when I was muttering in my heart, I heard someone humming softly. After listening carefully, I realized that it was the song that I had heard so many times.

But at this moment, when I heard this song, my irritability gradually calmed down.

"Xing , Xing , Meng forever.

Xing , star , hope.

Xing , Xing , a few thousand no day and night.

Xing , Xing , a few thousand no night and happy birthday.

.

."

Although Lancer's voice usually has a slight magnetic tone when speaking, it unexpectedly has a very transparent feeling when singing this song, and it feels very good.

When I walked with her to the bridge connecting Shinto and Fukayama, and turned back because I didn't notice anything unusual, the breath that suddenly appeared made me stunned.

This kind of existence is beyond ordinary, strange and familiar...

"I knew... the bastard Jin Shining is synonymous with'trouble'..."

On the other hand, someone on the side seemed to know what was going on, and pressed his forehead with a weak look, "Forget it, as long as he doesn't disrupt my plan, it will be fine."

"The heroes of the last Holy Grail War?"

"Well, but he is different from me and Caster. He has a physical existence."

Someone took me and jumped onto one side of the wall, and then ran towards the place where I felt the breath, "The details will wait until this event is over...Huh? Isn't it? How could that bastard hit it? thing!"

"what?"

After a moment of stunned, the sense of uncertainty that spread from the air made my eyes twitch--it was the feeling of "shadow".

"Although I don't expect this inferior Holy Grail, I can't imagine it will be completed. It is a pity to say..."

Then, accompanied by the suffocating magical power fluctuations, the wind heard arrogant words, "Then, let the king's hand bid farewell. Before you will die, you can curse yourself appropriately. "

The howling wind was accompanied by the dull sound of a sharp blade piercing the body.

Before Lancer and I concealed the spreading sense of uncertainty, the battle was over.

...No...not...

"Golden Shining, you idiot carelessly release the King of Water! Behind!"

Almost at the moment Lancer raised his voice and shouted out, the alleys where the blond and red-eyed men walked out of the alleys that I had seen before suddenly spread to the depths of a curse.

"What..."