The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

But now, a soul who violates morals but gets happiness is real.

Yanfeng Qili just believed this, because this soul is not someone else but himself.

In this case, the definition of good and evil, and the location of truth, create contradictions.

This contradiction cannot be ignored.

"There should be an easy-to-understand reason in the equation that derives this weird answer. No, there must be. What is it? I have to ask it clearly, I have to find it. Even if I spend my whole life, I have to understand it. ."

After laughing wildly enough, the smile was like the residue from the previous wild laugh, and it stayed on Yanfeng Qili's face that looked a little sad at the moment.

Maybe he will keep this expression in the future?

Only by accepting the truth of yourself and the world, and being able to face everything calmly with a smile.

Facing Yanfeng Qili's smile, Gilgamesh nodded and said, "You guys don't really feel bored... or, this king will look at how you implement your fearless belief in the truth."

"That's your two business, don't get involved with me."

The black-haired woman who had been silent since she said a word looked uninterested.

"Do you still want to stay out of it now?"

Regarding her statement, Gilgamesh was not angry, but raised one eyebrow with one hand around his chest, and his garnet-colored eyes were full of "interesting" at the moment.

"Although the Holy Grail came, it was recycled before it was fully used."

The black-haired woman let out a sigh, as if she was confirming something, and gently rubbed the silver ring on her left ring finger, "If you count this, the next Holy Grail War may not have to wait another sixty years."

"Do you want to summon that guy again?"

Although it was an interrogative sentence, Gilgamesh's tone at the moment was absolutely sure.

"Why not?"

The corners of her lips were slightly curled, and the black-haired woman tilted her head slightly and looked at Gilgamesh. “Although I don’t know how long we will have to wait before the next Holy Grail war will restart, but thanks to this, The time spent on researching related materials has also become rich, and there is no need to rush like this in the Holy Grail War. Next time...maybe it will not be the result like today."

"It's just a boring act that makes no sense at all."

Gilgamesh sneered completely at this.

"Whether it is boring and meaningless, that seems to be my decision."

In this regard, the black-haired woman was completely unwilling to make a tit-for-tat, and then she cast her gaze to the other end, "Huh?"

"what happened?"

Gilgamesh glanced at her, then cast his gaze in the same direction as her.

Over there, a figure is walking.

The windbreaker on his body that was instigated by the heat broke several places.Stained with black stains.The man walked up like a somnambulist, hesitating on the burning street.

What didn't match the undominant footsteps was the terrifying aura when he looked around, like a wailing undead wandering in the scorching hell.

Obviously, he was looking for something, and he was not even afraid of being buried in the fire to find that thing.

"Do you want to fight..."

Yanfeng Qili frowned, but was stopped by the black-haired woman when she was about to pose.

"Huh? Do you want to do it yourself?"

Gilgamesh gave her a strange look.

"Hasn't you seen it yet? His spirit is on the verge of collapse."

He looked calmly at the figure that seemed to have not noticed here at all, shook his body like a walking dead body, exhaled, and stated in a calm tone, "Now, the one who supports all of his will, can give The one who redeemed with him was probably to find even one survivor, right?"

That, named "Shirou", a survivor of the great fire.

"Tsk, he really is a boring man."

Gilgamesh looked away disdainfully, "This kind of person simply can't afford the price of that kind of wish machine."

"Do you treat everyone like you?"

In response, the black-haired woman just rolled her eyes, then raised her leg to start.

"Where are you going?"

The person who asked this question was Yanfeng Qili.

"This seems to have nothing to do with you. After all, although it is an alliance, I and you are two camps after all."

Regarding Yanfeng Qili’s question, the black-haired woman just waved her back to them, "I just want to confirm something. After that, I will return to Qiaolu Qiaolu, and sincerely hope that we will not meet again before the next Holy Grail War. ."

With that said, the figure of the black-haired woman disappeared in the ruins still burning with raging flames.

"Don't you need to track it down?"

Yanfeng Qili looked at Gilgamesh.

"no need."

Slightly squinted his eyes and watched the direction of the black-haired woman's departure. Gilgamesh, who regained his gaze after a while, pulled a corner of his lips, "What belongs to this king will eventually return to this king's side. Yes. The last thing this king lacks is the patience to wait for the flowers to bear fruit."

======================== I am the dividing line for switching roles ===================

She had a dream, the world is burning dream.

The pure white girl trembling with fear, wrapped in a duvet and opened her eyes.

The bedroom guarded by the warm fire of the stove is still so calm and peaceful.The cold night outside the window will never pose any threat to the girl lying on the bed.

In time, the cold wind can still be heard through the thick glass window, and the cold wind quietly penetrated into the house through the window.It must be this voice, let yourself be mistaken for hearing the cry of the burned people.

--what happened?Ilia Sophie.

The mother said so, touching her cheek lightly.

The voice and touch of the mother who accompanies the girl at any time made her feel relieved.

The girl and her mother were both designed based on the personality of a certain magician known as the "Winter Saint".

So the mother, grandma, and even "the original Yustesa" were recorded in the heart of the girl.

Therefore, even at night when she is sleeping peacefully in the duvet alone, the girl will never feel lonely.