There was the grinding sound of the moaning and the intermittent moaning of clams from the hidden door.

"Is this it?"

"Yes, yes, this is it, ah......"

"A little harder, a little faster......"

"Yes, yes, this is it, ah......"

"UH-HUH, AH, KI~MO~JI~ (SO COMFORTABLE) ......"

You must think that something nice has happened?—— you don't need to deny it, normal people will think so. Next, either walk away with a red face, or quietly hide by the door and peep.

However, there were really few normal people in this city of Mirenia, so when he heard this voice, a heroic visitor pushed the door straight in.

"Master, I see your door isn't closed—hmm, you, what are you doing, why are you in this position?"

What posture?

Well, on the sofa, a man and a woman, a woman on top of a man, and two people in the shape of arhats turned their heads at the same time.

"It's Artoria. ”

"Ahra, do you want to try it too?"

"Oh, it seems to be funny. ”

Artoria cupped her chest in one hand and her chin in the other, and looked at the two of them carefully.

Don't get me wrong, the knight king, who is naturally pure and not much different from the saint, of course doesn't have any attributes, and he won't paint the wind or anything. The reason why this is so is because the things that the two of them do have nothing to do with harmony, silence, pure front-door transactions, etc.

First of all, the two did not take off their clothes. Although Shinji didn't wear a coat, he had taken it off a long time ago, and it was a little inconvenient to draw in the white trench coat that Feather Thisa had hand-made.

The so-called women on top of men, stacking arhats, is actually Shen Er lying on the sofa, Lingxia pressed on his body, and pressed his thumb against the spine, shoulder blades and other parts.

That's right, Lingxia is just giving Shinji a massage to relax.

This is one of the most classic ways to reduce stress, and it is also the one that Lingxia is very good at.

Of course, Shinji didn't understand Lingxia's hints.

As Lingxia said, as long as he wants, he can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't need to have any burden.

However, no.

Neither physically nor mentally.

Usitsa was in the hands of an enemy, and he was not in the mood for that at all.

In addition, the accumulated fatigue of bursting his liver for 36 hours in a row also made him a little overwhelmed.

For him now, massage is the best way to relieve fatigue.

After pressing for almost half an hour, Shen Er was refreshed, but Lingxia was tired and out of breath, and even said that she couldn't hold it anymore, so she hurriedly packed up her dinner plate and left.

As he passed by Artoria's side, he whispered, "I'll leave it to you next." ”

It wasn't that she really ran out of strength, she just understood that Artoria, like herself, was worried about the man with whom they were connected.

She's taken up quite a bit of time, and it's time to leave.

To be honest, I'm a little envious of Artoria. Natural, straightforward, and so dazzling, after being with her for a long time, I really feel ashamed of myself.

The only thing that can compare with her is probably the saint - do you want to push the saint girl? It's a little bad taste?

Reined in the enchanting and charming, recovering the lead that she was becoming more and more accustomed to, the woman who broke away from the dust walked to the terrace at the top of the castle.

There, the blonde girl looked up at the silent night sky.

At this moment, she is not like a saint who saves the country, just an ordinary girl who is simply worried about something.

……

After Reika left, it was only Shinji and Artoria left in the room.

Because he was still in the sore numb after the massage, Shinji didn't get up, but just changed from lying on his stomach to lying down.

Artoria didn't mind the Master's laziness. How hard he fought during this time, she has always watched in her eyes. To be honest, compared to herself, he is more like a person with a restraining mission, which makes her feel a little cramped.

And such an Artoria has never been seen before-it's not that she doesn't know that she has such a side, as a senior royal chef, he has a deep memory of various versions of the Knight King. It's just that the plane is one thing, and the real person is another, not to mention the extremely rare state of the royal sister.

“Master……”

"Altoria ......"

The two who were tugged at by each other's strangeness spoke almost at the same time.

"Ah......h

"Let's talk about it first......"

This time, even the words spoken were exactly the same.

The two looked at each other a little embarrassed and laughed out loud.

"I'll start with that. ”

Unexpectedly, in unison.

Shinji couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, we are very compatible." ”

"I think so too. Now, I can proudly proclaim, as Mordred, that I have one of the best masters. ”

"Haha, I'm a little ashamed of myself. Best of all, I'm really far from it. ”

Raise your hand first, not giving Artoria a chance to speak.

"Don't be in a hurry to refute, if nothing else, just talk about you and Mordred. As the Master, Lion Raid must have been guarding outside the room all the time, caring about Mordred for the first time. And what about me? I haven't asked you until now—the Lord is disqualified. ”

"Because Master, you have more important things to do—ah, so I'm disqualified. The master is so busy, but he can't do anything. ”

Speaking of which, Artoria looked a little lost.

"How so. When everyone gives up, you are willing to stand by my side and fight with me, this is the best support. ”

“Master……”

"By the way, how did you talk to Mordred? That's a bear kid, and it's normal to be reckless and not be frank or anything. If she says something that makes you angry, you should listen to it the other way. And ......"

"It's okay, we've made it clear. ”

In the face of such a self-worrying and nagging master, Artoria only felt warm in his heart, and the resolute lines on his face softened unconsciously.

"Did you really make it clear?"

"Well, that's clear. Why should she be rebellious, why should she hate, what would she have such an expression, and what would she have for me...... Yearning. Honestly, I don't think I'm really that great. If I had been aware of Mordred's feelings earlier, perhaps Britain wouldn't have ...... In retrospect, Tristan was right at all - the king doesn't understand people's hearts, and I ......."

The more she spoke, the lower Artoria's head became, and in the end she almost buried herself in her chest.

Seeing this, Shinji reached out and tapped on the top of her head.

"Shinji?"

"That sad guy is just talking angry, I don't believe we can find a way to summon him out when we have the chance, see what that guy says? As far as I know, Lancelot and the others have been looking for an opportunity to beat him up and make him talk nonsense. ”

"Really?"

"It's true, I don't believe you go back and ask Merlin that old rascal, there is very little he doesn't know about what has happened. The Knights of the Round Table next to you are good at everything, but they are just as unrude as Mordred. If you can give them a little bit of your frankness, forget it, it's been so many years, and there's nothing to if. ”

"Yes, it's been so many years, and there's no if. ”

Artoria sighed softly, she had already accepted the present world and was no longer obsessed with subverting history. It's just that some things are still vivid in retrospect. Despite the sourness, despite the pain, those are her precious memories.

"Master, there's something I've always wanted to ask you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"You...... Why are you so nice to me?"