The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

On the edge of the forest near the national highway, I set up a pergola and looked at the three women who were talking not far away, or should be more correctly described as-two Servants and an inhuman woman.

Well, there is a silver-white Mercedes-Benz 300SL next to it.

Einzbern deserves to be a big family. Cars of this brand are now considered expensive luxury goods, right?

Lancelot's ears moved slightly, and his expression became a little strange. I looked at him curiously: "What did you hear?"

Sometimes I have to admit that having inhuman blood is a very convenient advantage. At least I have to admit that after such a distance, at least I can't hear what they are talking about.

"...You, although I used to think so, but now I can be sure."

Lancelot looked down at me with a helpless look.

"Ah for what?"

I am at a loss.

"Although your ability to solve problems is first-rate, but the same..."

Shrugging his shoulders, Lancelot let out a sigh and pointed in the direction of the three people, "Your ability to cause trouble is absolutely equal."

"What's the matter?"

Although I don't know why Lancelot has such a sigh, but the black line that I am full at this moment is certain.

"The Servant is discussing with Wang and her Master to work together to solve my problem with you."

"..."

After listening to Lancelot's words, I silently looked back in that direction, "Can I ask the reason?"

Over there, the Servant, dressed in an ink cloak with a purple enchantment pattern, was saying something to the two women standing by the car.

And from this perspective on my side, you can see that Altria and the silver-haired woman look strange.

It turned out that I didn’t ask, but when I asked Lancelot’s expression was obviously a bit distorted—and it was a distortion between smile and helplessness: "I think...cough...you better not know that... Really..."

"Why don't I know it would be better?"

"Because I think if you know, you will definitely rush out regardless."

"Do you think my self-control is so bad!"

I couldn't help but glared at him. "If you don't say it, I can only come over and listen a little more. If you are found out, you have to keep me safe."

"...Puff...cough cough... Then I'll talk about it."

But despite saying that, Lancelot walked around behind me and directly stretched out his hand to lean me against his arms-obviously it was for the convenience to react as quickly as possible to stop me.

"Say it."

Rolling my eyes, I relaxed and leaned against his arms.

"As a'witch', in this Holy Grail War, she will be robbed of the Caster Class that should have belonged to her by an unknown little character. This is an absolute insult."

Lancelot said that at the end there was a faint sullen smile in her voice, "So she chose to find a king who has a good reputation and is not weak in combat, and asked for cooperation."

I was stunned for a while before reacting, and the moment I reacted, I felt that the fire "cang" came up!

"Rely on it! Just for this break...well..."

Before the roar came out, Lancelot gagged and was forced to silence it, but after he let go of me, I calmed down instead.

After all, I can fully understand Medea's angry and targeted thoughts after discovering that his own glory was transferred to a character whose strength was far less than his own.

But I am not angry because I feel underestimated-in fact, I admit that I may despise Medea in combat skills, but I am absolutely inferior to Medea in the field of magic. of.

In fact, I would be angry, completely because Medea would choose to abandon Mordred and come to Altria to cooperate.

When I was only at the house of Matsumoto, the reason why I would give up and enter Lancelot so easily was because the time was not good at the time. On the other hand, it was also because when I was analyzing the magic enchantment, I found traces of the existence of another magician who should definitely have heroic strength.

And that trace is obviously strengthening the barrier of the Tong family-but because of the rush, it didn't make targeted adjustments.

In other words, before the battle today, it was obvious that Medea was cooperating with the Matsuya family.

But now because he felt that Altria was relatively strong, he chose to abandon the Matsuya family where Mordred was located, and instead seek cooperation with the Einzbern family.

Even if you bear the name of "betrayal", this is too much!

Is "The Betrayed Witch" Medea?

Looking at the three women who were still talking over there from a distance, I narrowed my eyes slightly, and finally suppressed the murderous inwardness.

Very good, I remember you thoroughly.Originally, I wanted to talk about cooperating and researching relevant information about the Holy Grail, so that the Holy Grail can come to end the war before there are no indifferent sacrifices. Now...

Humph!How dare to bully my kids?It's just looking for death!

——You seem to have forgotten a little?

Ok?

——Berserker is deprived of his sanity, which means that Mordred’s kid will never recognize you, so do you have to intervene?

Regardless, if you dare to bully Maude, you must first see if I can agree or not!Such a well-behaved child.

——I said you... It’s just the kind of situation he played when he selectively ignored the port, right?

So what, the weather is really nice today.

——Don't give me escape from reality, bastard!

Well, in a nutshell, just one sentence.

--what?

Only their own children can bully, and the rest of the trespassers will not be forgiven!

——……

"Excellent, calm down."

Probably feeling that I was suppressing my murderous aura, Lancelot whispered in my ear, "Forget that you are not suitable to come forward at this time?"

"I know……"

Covering the hand with Lancelot's ring on my waist, I lowered my eyes slightly, "I just thought of something else, so I got out of control."

Anyway, the Holy Grail War has just begun, and I have plenty of time.