The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"Yes, and still a pretty tricky guy."

I sighed with a bit of annoyance. I looked at the direction where the fighting breath broke out, "If I can, I really don't want to confront that guy..."

"Don't you need to see it?"

"I believe in his strength. And it's extremely impolite to interrupt other people's fights."

The corners of my lips slightly curled up, and I also walked to the edge of the table, "If it is really dangerous, I can use a spell to force the summon."

Although Yanfeng Qili did not speak, she had a sense of disapproval in her expression: "Yes, what you mentioned yesterday. The traces on the scene have been cleaned up by staff. You should be able to do this by yourself. Right?"

"There are professionals, so why should I ask for trouble as an amateur."

Although the output of magic power is still quite terrifying, it is much better than the instantaneous jerking at the beginning. From this, it can be judged that the battle over there should have entered a relatively stable stage.

After Wei Wei let go of my heart, I turned my face to look at Yanfeng Qili, "It's the Servant who appeared last in the harbor battle, does he have any clues?"

"Of the masters that have been determined now, only Weber Wilwitt and the deceased Yusheng Ryunosuke have not yet played."

Yanfeng Qili immediately turned his thoughts on the right track, "Even if the Caster Class is occupied by you, but with the magic level shown by that Servant, it is not impossible to turn his head to manipulate his own Master."

"I've already gone to find out where the Servant is. But during this time, you'd better think about missing persons in Fukayama Town and Shintoku. This way, the scope can be narrowed."

"I understand. But as long as that Servant follows the confidentiality principle, he can still ignore it for the time being."

"Then that's it for now. Since there is nothing wrong here, I'll go to Fukayama Town first."

After nodding, I jumped directly off the platform and ran towards the Miyamacho.

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Stepping on the wall and walking the fastest straight line to the mountain town, I quietly complained in my heart-I almost forgot how many times this is the first time I ran to the mountain town.

When I ran to the crossroad, I heard a soft cry from an unknown corner.

My ears moved, and after hesitating for a while, I still approached the corner. After confirming what was making the sound, there was only a black line left besides being stunned.

Damn, where did the little lynx in this metropolis come from-and the coat is still a weird golden red.

The red-gold hair, but there is a small tuft of pure golden hair on the forehead, and the blue eyes, although they look very beautiful, but the strange color of the body only makes people feel hairy.

It's a bit like an enchantress, but it doesn't seem to be true carefully.But it must be a living entity.

And... when looking at this little guy, I thought of the past.

When I met Lancelot for the first time at Selliton Forest, it seemed because of a little lynx...

The corners of my lips were slightly curled, I walked forward and picked up the little guy who hadn't moved since I saw me and then made a sound. After smoothing his hair, I found that it was actually shrinking in me without resistance. In his arms, the well-behaved can be described as weird.

"The timing of your appearance is really clever..."

After checking it carefully and discovering that there were no traces of magic or bugs on its body, I held it up to my eyes and looked at it, "So, what should I do with you little guy?"

And the little guy just blinked and stared at me just like that, and then, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or something else, he sneezed.

Compared to the little lynx that bit me that day, this one is quite behaving.

"Forget it, you won't have more than one anyway. I just have to trouble the church to help me prepare meat..."

After sighing in this way, I picked it up again, "What name should I give you?"

The little lynx is very clever in my arms, let me rub it up and down, licking my hand at most.

"Although I really want to call you little Maude, I guess that if the child knows, he will be awkward, so forget it."

After following its soft fur, I found that it seemed to be stiff because it didn't adapt to this kind of contact. I chuckled, "When Lance comes back, I can just ask him if he has any good opinions... …"

I don't know if he still remembers that when the two of us first met, it was a rather oolong misunderstanding.

While thinking like this, I felt an unfamiliar and familiar breath approaching me quickly, and my nerves tightened and then relaxed.

Because I have seen the person in my field of vision.

only……

"Lance?"

I blinked in a bit of astonishment, "How did you become like this?"

This is really not a fuss for me, but Lancelot's appearance at the moment has really changed too much-the original brown and honey hair has become pale golden like moonlight fragments, let alone the original pair of blue ice The round pupils in Luishuang's eyes have now turned into olive-shaped vertical pupils like cats, and the ears of the ears exposed outside the hair have become slender.

At this moment, Lancelot gave me the feeling that it was closer to the elves I saw in the "Lake Secret Realm" - or rather, elves.

Although I have heard that Merlin and Vivienne have mentioned that Lancelot's body possesses a quarter of the ancestral bloodline, I have not had a more intuitive feeling until this moment.

"Although the opponent's stronghold has been confirmed, I encountered a very difficult opponent when I returned. I had to use magic power to stimulate the blood in the body while liberating the indestructible lake light ability."

Lancelot, who was a little pale, smiled bitterly at this moment, "Because something happened suddenly, so I can't tell you...Is it okay?"

"Ahhh... I don't care."

I frowned, "It's you, who would draw magic power from me... Your own magic consumption is exaggerated, right?"

"...A bit..."

Lancelot's body was immediately swayed by this shot of me. Fortunately, my eyesight and hands hurriedly supported him--but the little lynx in my arms was thrown directly on the ground.

"this is only……"

It seemed that it was only at this moment that his eyes moved to the little lynx, and Lancelot's voice brought a little doubt.

"I found it by accident. I didn't find any trace of magic on it."

I supported most of his body with difficulty, and I stuck out my tongue, "Does Lancelot have any good opinions on its name?"

"..."

Lancelot stared at the little lynx for a long time, and seemed to think of something and curled his lips slightly, "Just call it'Mordred'. I think'he' wouldn't mind. of."

"Then it's'Little Maude' if it's settled this way, and the call is smooth."

I nodded and held him in the direction of the church. "But I don't rush to listen to your report now. The point is to go back to the church and help you replenish your magic power."

"Uh……"

The pace that was following me stopped instantly, and a suspicious blush flashed across Lancelot's face.

"Uh what uh! Go away!"