The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

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-Temporary peace?

——To put it plainly, it's just a layer of window paper.

"Why did you say that?"

As if I didn't quite understand why I said this, Lancelot paused for a while, "Isn't it clear about this Holy Grail War at the reception last night?"

"Does Lance think that level is enough to stop the whole battle?"

Because I couldn’t see Lancelot’s expression, I turned my head, and the direct result of receiving it was that my hair was pulled-although Lancelot let go of my hand when he noticed that I turned my head. But the scalp still hurts a little.

"Isn't that the case?"

Apologetically, he helped me rub the part of the scalp that was pulled, and Lancelot's obviously confused answer could be said to be no surprise to me.

It seems that he should have understood all the explanation last night, so he would have a similar idea of ​​"Since the explanation is clear, then there will be no more sacrifices", right?

Hey, this natural optimist and peaceful pie who will never consider things badly.

——Although you are complaining, you are not dissatisfied, are you?

Why should you be dissatisfied?

——In every sense, you should be dissatisfied, right?

Is it because of disagreement with me?But there is no need to be dissatisfied, right?The Lancelot who thinks this way is the Lancelot I know, right?

——……

Although he is very keen on competitions and other activities, and can be said to be very good at it, Lancelot can be said to be a thorough pacifist-and the two do not conflict at all.

I have known this since I met him in the Arthurian dynasty.

"Leave aside what other heroic spirits would think, just because of the character of Altria, do you think she would just give up just because of my words?"

Honestly sitting back upright and letting Lancelot continue to comb my hair, I whispered.

Lancelot was silent behind him.

Or it should be said that because I know what I am talking about is the truth, I can only choose to be silent.

That’s right, because we have been together, Lancelot and I know this very well-with Altria’s character that sounds good is "persistent" and bad is "stubborn", unless she really gets it I won the Holy Grail and verified the acceptance, otherwise I would never believe those things I said.

"Did they say that at the reception?"

I sorted out the current situation in the same way, "The purpose of Medea is to obtain a'body' that can still exist in this world even if it is out of the state of the Holy Grail War; Dim Erdo's purpose is to'compete for the Holy Grail. 'This process is realized; Gilgamesh simply does not want his possessions to fall into the hands of people he does not approve. As for Mordred’s wish, although I have not directly confirmed the child’s character, I am very It is clear that he is a person who will never desire such unrealistic things. And in his state of being completely deprived of his personal will during the period when his Master consciousness is sober..."

When I said this, I couldn’t help sighing, “In other words, except for me, you, Mordred, and Gilgamesh, the remaining three have reasons to continue the Holy Grail War. And motivation. And in fact, although I do not pursue the Holy Grail itself, I need the coming of the Holy Grail."

As long as one person keeps the idea of ​​wanting to continue, war cannot be avoided unless he has the absolute power to suppress all opponents.

Because everyone has their own desires to realize and has their own selfishness.

At this point, at the moment when he complied with the call and became a Servant came into this world, it was a destined fact.

"In other words... the war still means to continue?"

Lancelot's voice brought a dignified tone, but more of it was a faint helplessness and sigh, "I know it is not necessary, but I still have to go on...Such things..."

"Ah...because everyone has different values, right?"

Because I have been exposed to the secrets of the lake, I think I can understand Lancelot’s confusion, "In this world, there are things that I still want to do even if I know it doesn’t make sense. Because this is human... …"

It is a root of inferiority called "selfishness" that belongs to human beings.

"I understand... But I still don't think I can understand."

The gentle movement helped me tie my hair up, and Lancelot's voice seemed a little gloomy at the moment, "Since it is meaningless, why bother to do it?"

"You are really asking me why you should do this. I am not an encyclopedia..."

Shrugging my shoulders, I simply leaned back directly in Lancelot's arms, then looked up at him, "But Lance, don't think too much about things you don't understand. You do this. It's not difficult, is it?"

"This is indeed a way."

He lowered his head and looked at me, Lancelot's icy eyes were full of gentleness, "It's just that I always feel that if it's always like that, I can't help you."

"You are by my side, it is the greatest help to me."

With a smile, I raised my hand around Lancelot's neck. I raised my head and kissed him lightly. "For me, peace of mind is sometimes more important than anything else."

Then almost immediately, Lancelot's brows were completely furrowed as if thinking of something: "...You, are you affected by the Holy Grail?"

"Huh? What?!"

Because I didn't understand why Lancelot came out of me such a sentence, I could only stare blankly at his dignified look at this moment, and for a while, I didn't know what to say.

"I found out when I woke up, your eyes are very wrong-although they are now back to normal."

One hand lightly covered my right eye, Lancelot's mood was a little depressed, "Although I have always thought that the color of your left eye is beautiful, but if the color of your right eye is also If it turns red, it feels terrible."

"Uh...did my right eye turn red?"

Subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to press his right eye, but because Lancelot's hand was covering all of his hands.

And what I remembered at the moment in my mind was the abnormality in my body that I heard Gajrez mentioned in the last period of the Arthurian dynasty.

"Although it is also red, it is different from the red in your left eye, which makes me feel very bad."

As if thinking of something, Lancelot's expression was darkened, "Reminds me of the last time you looked like..."

"Ah...maybe because of the dream."

Recalling that hazy dream of unknown meaning when I was just waking up, I felt that I had found the real culprit.

——Who is the culprit?

Did I say it was you?Obviously do not confess.

——Declare in advance that your dream has nothing to do with me. I am not a stupid person who will not fight until the end even the "self" personality collapses, and only recently has he regenerated his self-conscious natural naive Xiaobai stay!

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--what happened?I'm not used to the sudden silence...