Chapter 25: The Oath Is Gone

"Rodritte, why do people work hard?"

"Ahaha, Nafi, why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

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This is the second time that Yan Feng Qili has come to such a unique world. Maybe it's going to be the last time, right?

About ten meters in front of him, teenagers and maidens sat there, however, distance was not a problem and did not mean anything. That's all he could hear, what he could see, no matter how far away.

It's a dream, not the world.

"It's not because you, Rod has been practicing swords, why? Rod wants to be a soldier?"

The girl had her head sideways, her dazzling blonde hair was already long, and it slid down the girl's shoulders like a waterfall, hanging low in the sunlight.

It was clearly a gray light, but it reflected a golden color.

But it wasn't the first time the boy had seen the girl, he just smiled, and then patted the scabbard beside him.

"No, I just want to protect you."

The dream of the previous encounter was different, and this time Rod was already fourteen or fifteen years old.

Dressed in rough cloth, he wore leather arm guards that reached to his elbows on his wrists, and his long, unkempt hair was casually tied behind his head with a strip of red cloth to form a ponytail.

Years of exercise have imbued his body with the aesthetics of force. At this age alone, he is already over 170 centimeters tall.

"Protect me?"

"yes, how about protecting Nafini, will you accept my protection?"

"Hehe, I'm a full five years older than you, right?"

The girl smiled and bent down.

"Well, what does it have to do with age?"

Rod sighed, then lay on his back on the grass.

Turning his head sideways, he looked a little angry.

"Okay, okay, if Rod really worked hard for me, I'd be very happy..."

The girl leaned down to this side, hesitated for a moment, and then lay down too, and the smiling mantis head leaned gently against Rod's arm.

“・・・”

Rod's face immediately turned red.

"Hey?"

"But Rod..."

Regardless of the boy's somewhat flustered cries, the girl asked quietly.

"Will hard work really pay off?"

Was the voice a little uneasy, was it because he had thought of something? Rhodes pondered, but could not find an answer.

"Well, it should be, right? After all, if you work hard, you will always get results, just like I practice swordsmanship, won't I also become very powerful?"

This is indeed true.

Now Rhodes has become a legend here, his sword skills are as fast and fierce as a storm that is unbearable, and since he was ten years old, no one has been able to defeat him.

For this reason, many knights have said that they will recruit him as a squire, and then promise to make him a knight.

But he refused.

Without exception, they all refused.

The reason is simple, he doesn't want to leave Nafini.

Do you like it? or do you love it?

I don't know, whenever Rod asks himself from the bottom of his heart, he always can't get a clear answer.

But no matter what, Rod knew that he couldn't live without this girl. He wouldn't leave the girl for the sake of the swallowtail, even if he would be able to cut it off in a very short time.

I don't need it at all...

But is this really possible?

Rhodes' heart was full of worry.

It was the era when Britain was invaded by foreign races, and the chaotic war was the theme of everything, and Rhodes didn't know if he could really survive in this chaotic world by his own strength.

But you have to give it a try...

"Well..."

The girl replied softly, not knowing what she was responding to.

Will hard work really pay off?

Rod asked himself again.

Yes, of course you can, why can't you, if you work hard, it means that you have fought for it, and of course you should be rewarded, right?

That's it.

He closed his eyes.

・・・

Qili opened her eyes.

"Reciprocating?"

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, in order to make up for the lack of sleep last night, Qili had slept for four hours.

For him, this is enough.

Breaking free from the dream that still had a slight sense of vertigo, even the reality in front of me seemed a little hazy.

Knight hasn't come back yet. That guy has realization, right?

Qili had never underestimated anyone, and he hadn't thought about it at all, like Knight didn't know what fate he would face when he returned.

However, everyone was wrong.

Yan Feng Qili did not want Knight to commit suicide.

He had other plans.

Although it is not perfect, this is probably the first time in Qili's life that she has centered on her own will, right?

"Hmph..."

Laughing in a low voice, Yan Feng Qili felt a little happy.

Now he can understand the necessity of entertainment that Archer is talking about.

What I want to do, is to have fun.

Regardless of the consequences it may have on others, if it is needed and happy to happen, then there is no doubt that it is entertainment.

Yan Feng Qili used to hate and even fear entertainment, but now, he also experienced that kind of pleasure from the bottom of his heart.

It's amazing.

So let's do it...

It's time.

It doesn't matter if Knight comes back or not, he has his own plan now.

"It's all because of you, Kiritsugu..."

It's not to shirk responsibility, Yan Fengqili doesn't have such boring thoughts, he just tells the truth.

None of this would have happened if it hadn't been for Kiritsu.

He raised his hand, a sneer running across his lips.

"Hmph, knight, I ordered with a spell, you and I cut off the master-slave relationship, if you are hungry for victory, go find a new master"

Click...

In an instant, there was a pain in his hand, as if a hot iron had burned it, and the bright red spell on his hand had receded. The last remaining spell gradually faded away from him.

Yes, it's that simple.

Dispose of your own Heroic Spirit.

Knight's ability to act alone is only C-level, and with the current mana reserves, if he can't find a new master within four hours, then he can only accept the fate of dissipation.

Then, there was only one master he could look for.

Emiya Kiritsugu.

The opponent that Qili is bent on finding, the opponent who is eager to talk to.

Nothing can be said to get him out of the city, he must talk to it, no matter where it is, whether it is calm or against the sword.

The only thing he wanted to do was talk to him and get what he didn't know what it was, but he definitely didn't have it.

So...

"Take it as much as you want, don't let me down"

This powerful card is just a prop.

Qili smiled silently, quietly and peacefully.

・・・

On the other hand, Knight's body shook violently as soon as Qili's order fell.

"Well, it's finally here..."

Although it was expected, it was quite depressing that it really happened.

"Isn't this the equivalent of being told by your own lord: You're useless, get out!...

Leaning leisurely on the sidewalk of the Winterwood Bridge, leaning on the railing, Rod shook his head with a smile and adjusted the electronic watch he was carrying on his left wrist.

Turn on the timer, and when the time indicating the hour goes from zero to four, it's probably time for you to die.

That's the most embarrassing thing about losing the master's servent.

No matter how high its own magic power is, if it is not supported by the attribute of acting alone, if it loses the bond with the Holy Grail, the speed at which its magic power is lost is exaggerated to death.

Although it is theoretically possible to sign a contract with a master who has lost servent, but in fact, in the Holy Grail War that has already happened, this kind of thing has not happened even once...

Smack...

I opened a can of carbonated drink again, and drank half of it, and sure enough, it still tasted cold...

So, what do you do next?

If you play until 7 o'clock at night and then die, do you really...

The wording may seem wrong, but it's the right choice, right?

Fighting, killing, and killing, in fact, from the beginning, it was a helpless choice... If the last day is wasted here, the Holy Grail will cry.

"Hey..."

So, smiling, I walked towards the other side...