In the inherent enchantment of the little master, the wind and the sky are clear, the flowing water is gurgling and embracing the glass wine, sitting barefoot on the ground, the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard from afar, and the end is elegant and chic.

And this strange sight that he had never seen before also aroused the interest of the king of conquest, and he asked Kyogokuhiko a few words with a wine cup, and before Webb could recover from the blow of the grape juice, the two had already narrowed the distance and sat together and chatted with great interest.

Yes, you read that right, Kyogokuhiko and the King of Conquest sat together and chatted about the game while sipping a good wine!

Or the single-player online game "Grand Strategy" that the king of conquest bought back with Webb's large living expenses.

Anyway, this is a new product developed by a company under the Kyogoku family, and the little master has just opened it and just played halfway through it.

It just so happened that the king of conquest had just begun, so the two of them revolved around a single-player game, from the background of the story to the strategy route, during which a large number of military jargon made Webb sleepy, and God knows how different people in different regions of the two eras managed to chat together so happily.

Kyogohiko looked at Weber's head little by little, and waved his hand to let the maid take a golden velvet blanket and cover Weber's body, the maid's movements were extremely light, and the groggy Webber was unaware, and the plain incense that came from the blanket made him wrinkle his nose and sneeze, and he moved and leaned on the king of conquest, and fell asleep completely.

The young man's sleeping appearance was quite childish, and the King of Conquest held him in his arms, and his rough face showed a bit of pity and tenderness, and he smiled lowly when he saw Kyojihiko, but there was no taste of mockery, but he smiled very simply.

"It's not so much that you crave the Holy Grail as that you love this earth." Kyogokuhiko propped his head, his cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were hazy, and there were several wine cups stacked beside him, and the layers were quite spectacular.

The King of Conquest smiled: "That's right, my vision for the Holy Grail is just to get a ** that can move freely in this world." ”

"It's a pity that the Holy Grail is also a false vision." Kyogokuhiko sighed, "Even so, do you still want to be forward?" ”

"Someone asked me back then, the end of the world may be just a legend, and I can't reach it in my lifetime, do I want to go on?" Conquest Wang Lang smiled, "I really didn't go back then, but I never stopped moving forward. ”

"Qing's heart echoes with the waves of the boundless sea." Kyogohiko smiled and raised the wine cup, "If we can see each other again, I will definitely drink three hundred glasses with you." ”

The King of Conquest nodded, drank all the wine in the cup, and said, "It's not too early, I'm going to take him back to rest first." ”

Jing Jiyan smiled and waved his hand at him, and the figure of conquering Wang Wei'an slowly dissipated here.

"The Boundless Sea" He lay back, his □□ feet immersed in the clear water, the sky above his head was blue, and sometimes he passed the trail of a few birds, and the little young master covered his eyes and laughed.

There was still the last glutinous rice dumpling left in the food box, the ice skin had softened and lost the best flavor, Kyogohiko broke it in half, hastily stuffed it into his mouth, raised his hand slightly, and saw a team of green-clothed maidservants holding sobering tea soup, Jinpa small pot of fish came over, respectfully knelt down in front of him, raised the tray in his hand to his eyebrows, and after he rinsed his mouth and cleansed his face, there were also maidservants who brought brand-new clothes to replace the old clothes stained with wine, knelt on the ground and straightened the corner sleeves for him, until it was confirmed that the little master had dressed up properly and could go out to meet people, Only then did he get up and salute, and walked away with broken steps on the lotus flower.

It's not that it's poor or blind, but it's the service that he has enjoyed since he was born in his previous life, and for Kyogokuhiko, it's probably as ordinary as eating and drinking.

Leaving from the inherent enchantment, the night was already dark, and the little monsters hid in front of the window door and looked out, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Kyogohiko's figure, and spontaneously and consciously dispersed the birds and beasts without waiting for Kyogohiko's greeting, leaving the little master with a cherry blossom garden full of holes.

After a certain golden king was kicked out of the inherent barrier by the young master, he angrily destroyed most of the courtyard, and the disturbance caused by the old gentleman and old lady in the neighborhood, who had to leave first out of concealment.

"Stay honest with me for the past few days, otherwise I won't care if I die." Grabbing the slowest little monster with a few words of warning, Kyogokuhiko raised his eyes to look at the bright moonlight, knowing that tomorrow would probably be the last truce day.

So before that, the research on Berserker is done. Thinking like this, Kyogokuhiko pushed open the door to the room where Dilumudo had been summoned, and the magic circle drawn by the sterling silver in the small storage room was intact, flowing with an almost demonic brilliance in the moonlight, faintly revealing the terrifying power hidden within.

"Come out, Berserker."

Figures of pure black mist floated through the room, armor clashing with a dull sound, and a hoarse roar came from the helmet, as if Dilumudo had just been summoned, a beast without any sense.

Just do a little, a little real yàn. Kyogoku muttered to himself, frowning slightly, pasting a fixation charm on Berserker's body, and gently removing a wisp of resentment floating in Berserker's body with one hand.

A small wisp of resentment is a very light gray when it flutters in the palm, and the moment it touches it, it will remember something that you don't want to think about, and your heart is depressed and bitter, and you can't wait to vent it on the spot.

Kyogokuhiko raised his other hand, and a small milky white flame ignited from his fingertips, so faint that it seemed as if it would be extinguished instantly when the wind blew, but the moment it appeared, Berserker let out a roar, struggling desperately to break free from the bondage of the immobilization charm, so that the armor on his body couldn't stop thumping.

"Relax." After pasting Zhang Qingxin's charm, Kyogokuhiko tried to touch the resentment in his hand with the flame, and as soon as the resentment touched the flames, it was like oil meeting fire, and the bright white light exploded with a bang, and a sharp scream came from it, and the light shone on Kyogokuhiko's body only felt warm and comfortable, but judging from the roar made by Berserker, the light of resentment was not a comfortable thing.

When the light dissipated, not only was the resentment in his hand gone, but I don't know if it was an illusion, Kyogokuhiko felt that even the roar from Berserker was much weaker.

Writing down the results in his heart, Kyogokuhiko took out a few more runes and tore them apart, and a large amount of spiritual energy gushed out from the cracks in the rune papers, which collided with each other and condensed in this room, gradually forming a thick mist.

"Come here, cleanse all things with rain." Kyogokuhiko chanted the incantation, watching the mist roll up and gather into cumulonimbus clouds, the thunder and lightning tumbling and the rain formed by the aura fell, and poured all of them on Berserker's body, piercing through the black mist shrouded in his body, hitting the armor, the soft rain washing was not as efficient as the firelight, but it was not so exciting, and the resentment melted into the water little by little, dyeing the water into a turbid gray-black and falling to the ground.

Berserker looked restless throughout the process, repeatedly trying to break free, and let out a desperate roar through his armor.

The magic power of the night is not strong, and it should be very bad for Cheng dù, so even if the madness spell is added, the amount of resentment that can be attached is not very much, compared to how fast it was to purify Dilumu at that time, the little young master sat on the side and played half a game, and he heard the roar in Berserker's armor slowly stopped, and turned into a steady and powerful breathing.

"Sober?" Kyogokuhiko asked, his fingers sliding across the screen, stacking one square after another on top of each other.

There was no answer.

"Know you're not dumb, talk." The game's ding-dong sound is a bit contradictory and ridiculous with the current scene, but Berserker, who is subject to people, doesn't dare to despise this teenager at all.

So keep silent and wait and see,

"Really dumb?" Kyogokuhiko paused the game, stood up and walked around Berserker, the black mist no longer had a dull and gloomy feeling, and it fluttered around him as if nothing, the heavy black armor of the knight showed a metallic icy sheen in the mist, and the long tassel-like decoration extending from the helmet looked very much like the texture of silk, stirring with the ragged cloak on his back, fluttering lightly everywhere.

Kyogohiko studied the basic structure of the helmet for three seconds, reached out and grabbed the streamer, circled it around his hand a few times, and after pulling it tentatively left and right, he found the right direction and raised his hand to pull it, and with a "clang", the helmet was torn off the knight's head by him.

Treated so roughly, and immobilized by the spell, Berserker's throat snorted, and his muscles tensed as if he were in great pain.

A little uncontrollable, Jing Jiyan thought casually, raised his eyes to look at the knight's true face, purple medium and long hair, handsome facial features, and a slight frown between his eyebrows revealed a little melancholy, simply put-" A bitter gourd face. The little young master commented, taking a few steps back so that he would not have to look up so hard, his cervical spine was very healthy and did not need additional exercise.

But the height difference was still quite unpleasant for him, and he pouted and felt that his legs and feet were itchy, and he wanted to kick the knight's knee very much.

It seems that he is a little helpless and surprised by Kyogohiko's childish appearance, Berserker's eyebrows are slightly stretched, and a smile flashes in his eyes, I have to admit that the little master's skin is extremely dominant, especially in his youth, with big round eyes and a soft outline, no matter how arrogant he is, he will look a little childish, like a cat cub who only opens his teeth and claws to you.

In the face of such a skin, anyone will unconsciously relax their vigilance.

"Can you speak?" Kyogohiko asked.

"Yes." Berserker wanted to nod, but he could only blink and answer.

Kyogohiko signaled that he knew, and suddenly began to shout: "King Arthur!" At the same time, his hand was pointed behind Berserker very cooperatively.

Berserker stood calmly in place, unable to move, he could only express his complicated feelings with his eyes, and sighed: "The spell of madness has been lifted. ”

Kyogokuhiko said regretfully, "I thought I could watch you pounce like a mad dog." He also listened to a lot of gossip from the mouths of the little monsters for two days, among which the battle at the beginning of the Holy Grail War was taken out and written about, and the heroes must not know that there was a large group of invisible little monsters lying on the top of the container to watch the excitement that day, and they also brought their own melon seeds and snacks.

Of course, Dilumudo was also repeatedly mentioned by the little monsters, especially several of them who were female, but they followed him incognito for several days, providing detailed information to every word he said.

But the little young master said that if it was really the stupid and sweet Lancer that made people want to cry, he would probably choose to return it immediately at the first second.

――A knight who is too pure is no fun to play, how can he compare to a beast out of the cage.