The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Hey, this guy's self-cultivation needs to be improved...

Just when I was absent-mindedly thinking like this, I saw Mordred suddenly showed a panic expression, dropped the book and ran towards me, and then his body reacted slowly, and something seemed to be approaching quickly behind him. .

"Chiang!" "Chi!"

The silver spear that I drew out was swept across the close water spunlace, but because of concerns about Mordred who had come to me, the shoulder was still scratched.

The moment I saw the splash of blood, I felt my brain hum.

Accompanied by the bloody smell that gradually fills up between the nose wings, that bit of bright red seems to be infinitely magnified in the field of vision, extending to the full red world.

It seems...something is different...

Red is a very beautiful color.

Yes.

Especially the color of blood just leaving the human body, that is the most magnificent color that represents life in this world.

That's right.

[The meaning of life of the strong is based on the power that can build this color.

If you don't kill... is it killed...?

The weak and the strong are the law of life.

Can't refute.

Want to see more of this color, that kind of warm color that represents life.

……Ok……

It is only natural for the weak to obey the strong.and so……

Indeed, so...

The way to determine one's own survival is just simple... kill and be killed.

……correct!

======================= I am incompetent in fighting to jump over the dividing line of runaway ==================

The brain is groggy.

——What are you in a daze?

Uh?

——Uh, you're so big, hurry up and give me a look, bastard!

What?

——Also "what"?!Hurry up and deal with the aftermath, asshole!Really, it caused me trouble without staring at one step!

...

Listening to a certain popular voice, before I understood what was going on, I felt like I was being pushed hard.

Consciousness pulled away in an instant--or, should I say, clear.

"Gui Wei!"

It seemed to vaguely hear someone shouting.

It was very familiar, with a clean and clear tone like a sparkling lake.

"...Lan...S...?"

After blinking, my blurred vision began to focus. What was reflected was Lancelot holding the "indestructible light of the lake" holding my silver gun, with a look of concern and anxiety.

Ai?I am...

The brain was still a bit muddled, but my reason made me immediately relax the strength in my hand, put away the weapon and stood still.

Just now... what happened?Why is Lancelot's look so solemn?

"Guiwei, what's wrong with you?"

Probably because I put away my attack, Lancelot was obviously relieved and walked over.

"This should be the question I want to ask, what happened?"

Tilting my head, I looked around and frowned, "How do you feel embarrassed here like a hurricane passing by?"

"You are so embarrassed to say!"

Parcival's voice came over, I turned my head, and then raised my eyebrows: "I said Parcival, what happened? How could you be so ravaged? "

"!"

It seemed to be stimulated by my words, Pacival, who was holding the wound on his left rib, turned pale and flushed instantly, "You asked me why?! Even if I hurt you before, you too. Don’t get me to death like this! If it weren’t for Sir Lancelot, I’m afraid I would really have to explain here!”

"Uh……"

I was stunned, and I couldn't help but inspect the wound on Parcival's body again.

The wrists and backs of both hands, the neck on both sides of the throat, the left ribs near the heart, the sideburns, and the fragmentary wounds on the body can be described as "uncountable".

Not to mention that under the ragged leather light armor, what was clearly revealed was the blue-purple block that was struck hard.

The feelings of those scars were unusually familiar--or rather, they were all scars caused by my weapon attack.

But... why do I have no memory at all?

"Look and see! What do you see?"

Probably because I watched his wounds look too weird, so Pacival's appearance at the moment can not be described as "fried hair".

It's just... the Percival children's shoes are really arrogant. Hey...

——To be honest, I think that as long as you are against you, there are few people who are not crazy...

What do you mean?