Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Rainy Night

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The rain struck the mask, which was probably made of stainless steel, making a rhythmic but unsettling sound, and it was such a thin material, but it was tightly blocked from the rain, but even so, the moisture could not resist. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Cut..."

Hiding in the corner of the Fuyuki Bridge, drenched and drenched, unable to find a dry place on his body, as for now, there is no need to hide from the rain at all. But if you stay in the rain like this, it's just worse, right?

It's enough to go crazy, and for now, it's okay to stay around.

Looking through the rain and mist towards the outlet of the river, the mist on the sea level due to the rain is so ethereal that it makes people feel as if they have transcended to another realm.

"It's so cold..."

Snorted, a little funny, the most troublesome thing is actually this kind of thing, sure enough, if there is no crisis in front of people, will they still be troubled by pleasure?

It's just a problem for this person...

"If only there was a brazier or something..."

The premise is that it is rainproof.

I want to dry my trench coat and rub my hands together, and it always feels like it's a good feeling.

But undoubtedly delusional.

There is still an hour before it disappears.

The last entertainment is the manga that has been soaked in the rain, and the last two cans of drinks, although it doesn't mean that there is no change to buy new drinks, and it doesn't mean that there are not enough on your body to buy new luxuries, but, it has been said from the beginning, right?

What is in pursuit is feeling.

That's it, yes, it's a strange feeling, isn't it?

With his back against a huge steel creature like a ruin, looking at tattered books, drinking the last drink, and facing an irreredeemable situation, I somehow felt very comfortable.

"Hey, hey, am I some kind of masochist?

I couldn't help but complain about myself, and then I couldn't even laugh.

However, even if you complain about yourself like this, you really still have to do it, right?

It's a bad taste, or it's a bad taste, and if you say you're sick, you admit it, but you just want to do it, is there a problem? Of course there is, but if you have a problem, can't you do it? What are you kidding?

So he opened the plastic bag he had been carrying, and then took out a random comic book from it. Went to the spine.

"Cut... didn't make me comfortable in the end..."

It's the fourth volume.

Can you see this from the beginning in an hour?

But he didn't plan to change it, Rod lowered his head and searched for a while in the plastic bag, and finally found what he was looking for, the first one.

"Oh oh! it's pretty good~"

The cover is a girl with a sword, the type that Rod likes, with long blonde hair, an awe-inspiring but gentle smile of a girl swordsman, giving people the image of a virtuous lady, but the sword brings the impression of 'sharp'.

The corners of the book are already slightly soaked with water, and the corners that have been turned up are really sorry.

Treating books like this should be a thunderstorm...

Even though there was thunder in the sky, Rhodes still thought so.

It's really not a big deal...

The words on the tree, to be honest, can't be understood, although I can understand what the whole sentence is talking about, but there is always a strange cognitive impairment.

It's as if you can clearly say, "Good morning, what did you eat today?" but it is specifically said: "Okay this morning, what kind of stuff did you eat today?"

It's generally uncomfortable, isn't it?

It's just an example, but if you think about it, if it's such a level of cognition, it's better to be half-understood.

But don't complain.

Comfortable, even bitter, shrunk into a small space sheltered by steel, although the raging wind would still bring heavy rain into the world, but Rhodes had found pleasure.

It only takes a few seconds to turn the pages of the book, and the newly opened page is already wet with rain, and it is difficult to turn it back, but it is also a pleasure.

The fun of destruction?

He watched like this, and more than ten minutes passed.

Bang ...

The sound of footsteps seemed to be heard from the music in the rain, and Rhodes glanced over a little, but there was nothing.

Illusion?

Of course not, but the rain was too dense.

The rising mist severely affected the view.

Rhodes once again set his eyes on his book, and the expression was enough to be called peaceful.

Bang ...

The footsteps are in the direction of Rhodes, the sound is gradually clear, and it is so unique and rhythmic in the noisy rain curtain, and it is precisely because of this that it can be distinguished as footsteps in the louder noise, and nothing else.

If you don't have the slightest intention to hide, listen, but it's the basic skill of the heroes.

Turning over a page, careful not to break the page, the page attached to the other side of the book soaked in rain became heavier and heavier, and even the girl in the picture seemed to be unable to lift the blade of the sword.

Bang ...

Who's coming?

Thinking leisurely, brushing the rain and hair from his forehead from time to time, Rod once again, looking at the side in his leisure time flipping through the books.

Probably the last human you'll ever see, right?

In this day and age?

The body is close to exhaustion. The consumption of mana seemed to have reached its limit, and in the last forty minutes before disappearing, Rod deeply felt the weakness of his past serious illness.

Even worse than that, if illness is to drain the vitality of human beings, now that I am a spirit body, I can only say that I am gradually losing my 'flesh and blood'.

Like Ling Chi, he constantly eliminated pieces of materials that made up himself, except for the pain that turned into emptiness, the rest was not bad at all.

There is no help.

I've known this for a long time.

Then I saw it, that familiar figure.

A figure that has been remembered earlier.

"Ahhh

I don't even have the interest in continuing to read comics.,Interesting.,How to describe a good figure?

Never forget, a slightly slender figure, a smile with a smile all the time, happy and with a beautiful charm.

In this Holy Grail War, he is probably the only pure person, right?

The purest one, without a trace of false cover-up, left everyone speechless.

Rod couldn't help but stand up and laugh out loud.

"How did I forget this!!"

Haha laughed, facing the figure, Rod really felt ridiculous for himself.

Yes, how could you forget about this guy?

This is a must-do thing...

Its name is...

ps:There's been a lot of excitement in the book review area lately.,Super exciting.・・In terms of manuscripts.,The second volume has been completed.,There are still a few chapters.,If you feel gloomy.,If you're bored.。・・Please bear with me?