"So, what's the current situation?" the young knight looked solemnly at the master in front of him, a young man with a wry smile. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Even if you ask me so, I can't answer it..."

The only thing I know is myself, participating in a strange game called the Holy Grail War...

No, can it really be called by that name?

'Seven heroes and masters set foot on the battlefield, and the winner takes his own sister'

… Anyway, such a setting is exaggerated, isn't it? It was full of wrong motives from the beginning!?

sigh

But there is no way, let alone participate in this excessive game.

Turning around, the boy perked up slightly.

"So, let's get to know each other, I'm your master, the moon clears"

"Hello, I'm your servent, Archer rank Elside"

------Partition-----

"So, boy, what do you yearn for?

"Yes"

The majestic Takasaka Kesuke and his own servants sat opposite each other, and the two tried and tested people seemed to be indifferent to the three moons in the sky that were unusual in any way.

Now for the two of them, there are more important things.

"So, what is the purpose of such ambitions?

The blue naturally curled heroic spirit was naked, and his eyes were shining.

On his body, on his bronze strong body, the complex magic array and engraving together outlined a magnificent pattern, and at a glance, it gave people the restlessness of being in a battlefield.

"In order to... Escaping the tragedy of humanity"

“...”

The blue-haired Heroic Spirit was speechless for a moment. After a long time, he nodded with an approving gaze.

"I agree with you, my master, bet on the rank of caster, bet on the name of the hero of Kiritsu Shiji, and I will get the Holy Grail for you"

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"Then, Your Excellency, the preparations for battle are complete, the weapons and ammunition are ready"

Sefi, who has the rank of major, but no matter how you look at it, she is a young soldier and gave a crisp military salute, and opposite her, the petite and lovely Colonel, but she fell...

“...”

"Pain, pain, pain..."

"Lord Testarosa, are you alright?"

"Kouhu! Why is it also a traverser! The old lady must keep the Ben Meng attribute?"

“...”

A drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead, and Sefiro hesitated for a moment, and the Maritime Bureau was sure that he hadn't heard.

"No, it's Lao Tzu! Lao Niang or something, it's a foul!

“...”

Cold sweat is more.

"Rider!!Go and kill everyone for the old lady!!For the sake of the old lady's ** plan!! anyone who hinders the old lady will die!!"

This is, in a pit that the author has not yet opened, the roar of a resentful Colonel Miyin.

"Understand"

And Sefero still had a firm face and did not waver in the slightest.

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At the same time, in this empty fantasy world, in another corner, the fourth team of master and slave is silently admiring the moon.

"What a rare opportunity..."

"Yes"

"In our world, there are not many people who want to enjoy the moon quietly..."

The young man dressed in a combination of knight's light armor and robes spoke casually, although it was a rare opportunity to say it repeatedly, but if you looked closely into his eyes, you would find that he was actually not really looking at the moon.

It's not so much about admiring the moon, it's better to say that he's looking at someone through the three full moons...

"Yes"

The huge, three-meter-tall metal figure didn't care about that, because he was too.

Staring at the moon, he couldn't help but think of that person.

It is precisely because of her that she will participate in this unheard of strange ceremony, right?

Yes... That's right.

The lonely silver colossus was like this, silently thinking.

"By the way, my name is Efas, what about you?"

"I am a bersaker"

"Hah, there's always a name, right? It's not good for a friend to hide his name?"

“... Friends?"

"Isn't it a friend to admire the moon together? Or do you want to have some wine? Ah, yes, how can you enjoy the moon without wine?"

“...”

What the other party is unexpected, is the active type, which makes the giants who are used to passive acceptance a little unbearable.

But... That's fine.

sighed.

"Roya, my name is Roya"

"Okay, then, let's do it together"

“...”

It was a long time ago that the knights who were bound no longer made their own decisions.

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“...”

“...”

Silently admiring the moon, silently drinking, the unparalleled swordsman, took the wine glass and drank it all.

The contents of the cup are not a good drink for a drink, but a magic wine that can easily get drunk with ghosts. But for him, it doesn't matter what happens.

For the Holy Sword, it doesn't matter what happens.

Beside him, a female swordsman in a pale cyan robe couldn't help but sigh.

Ever since she partnered with this Heroic Spirit, she didn't know how many sighs she had. But looking at the current trend, it is estimated that there will be a considerable amount of time to worry about yourself.

"Won't you get drunk after drinking so much?"

"No problem"

“...”

Then the topic was cut off

It was the first time she felt the difficulty of communicating with the sword.

Lindis never imagined that she would one day face such a situation.

――It's a person, but in his eyes, he doesn't look like anything but a sword.

Why is this so?

But even if you ask yourself this, you can't get an answer.

Everyone has their own secrets, and everyone has their own desires. Sometimes, the secret, the wish is so hidden that even I can't understand it.

Just like yourself...

Never mind... No matter what...

"Rinmi, we're going to win"

"No"

Assassin's servent, indifferently promised.

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"Saber, can we win?"

"Of course"

The cyan knight faced his master with an incomparably gentle smile, but in the eyes of others, that smile was incomparably sad.

“... Well, I believe in you."

Just one sentence makes angina angina.

This meeting has touched a soft girl somewhere in the heart of the rider in just ten minutes, called Xingmoto poetry.

So the solemn knight promised a second time.

"In the name of the sole knight, I, Rodritte Saltisius, will do my best to hold a cup for you, and vow not to leave any regrets"

"Well, please."

"Yes, please leave it all to me"

King of the Winds.

All the determination has been made, and no matter who the opponent is, they will vow to take the victory.

"Thank you..."

The girl, who had already 'died' once, gently pressed her hand on the cold glass window, and the coldness spread instantly.

She was already confused.

But fortunately, the knight strengthened his faith.