Sixty-three - the staggered tripartite
"Wei Gongjun, are you free?" The setting sun shone through the window, and the entire inn room was dyed orange and red. Putting down the teacup in her hand, Aosaki Orange turned her gaze to Emiya Shirou.
"What's wrong? Sister Orange?" Putting down the newspaper in his hand, and not taking off the glasses that had no degree, Emiya Shirou changed his sitting posture and looked at Aozaki Orange, full of elegance all over his body. If you look at it from someone who doesn't know, you will even have the illusion that he is a princess of a famous family.
But considering that Emiya Kiritsuji has joined Einzbelen, according to the family tree, maybe Emiya Shirou is really a son of a famous family
"No, it's just one thing I want to confirm with you," Aozaki Orange took a sip of black tea, "Is it really okay to wander around like this now?"
In an instant, like a thunderbolt from the sky, the whole person was half-gray and white, and Emiya Shirou's elegant sitting posture immediately collapsed.
"Well, how can you say that, Sister Orange, why do you ask that?"
"It's just a question. Whether it's the place or the time, we don't have any information about the Seventh Ancestor. It is certainly possible to find the Seventh Ancestor by wandering around, but it is not excluded that the Seventh Ancestor appeared nearby just after we left. ”
"Well, having said that," Emiya Shirou sighed softly, "but we don't have any other means to gather information."
It's been nearly a week since they met the blonde girl that day, but now Emiya Shirou and his party haven't gathered any useful information, and they're just wandering around Europe.
Although in terms of combat effectiveness, I and my friends can be said to be by no means inferior to the two major forces, but there is a decisive shortcoming, and that is the collection of intelligence.
If you want to describe it, then the current situation is like the pyramid lacks the bottom, and there is a top level but no errands. It's not that big of a feeling in normal times, but when it's time to gather information, there's no other way than to wander around and try your luck
However, it is also a matter of course when you think about it. After all, Emiya Shirou didn't plan to organize any forces to compete with the Magicians Association and the Templar Church, all he wanted was to spend the rest of his life with his family and friends in peace
However, it is really difficult to do things without information, and the Templar Church can be said to have completely torn its face, but there is no deep hatred on the side of the Magicians Association
Since you don't have the idea of independence, or is it almost time to get in touch with the association?
"Just kidding, that uncle was planted in the hands of me and the queen, what are you going to say now?"
"Wei Gongjun?"
"No, it's nothing, don't care." Throwing the senseless exclamation out of his mind and putting his mind back to the present, Emiya Shirou sighed again, "Considering that there is also the possibility of missing information if you stop in place, now you have to gamble."
"Bet?" Aozaki Orange lifted her glasses and looked at Emiya Shirou with a puzzled look.
"Well, I gambled on my luck and was beaten for the first time I went to the monastery in my life, and I was seriously injured two times in a year, and three times I went to the hospital or something, I believe, it's just messing around, and the trouble will come up automatically when you walk, and you can't avoid it, what's wrong? Sister Orange, why did you rub your eyes suddenly? Any questions? I can help."
"It's not just some sand in and leave me alone" Putting down the hand that was rubbing his eyes, Aozaki Orange looked away, "Anyway, where did the rest of the people go?" Since the morning it has been just the two of us. ”
Zhu Yue's words, late last night, left a sentence "Yu is a little bit of a place is quite intentional, and he will return from Angelica before dawn the day after tomorrow" and left directly. As for the other two, it seems that Karin saw something she wanted to buy yesterday but didn't open her mouth, and Sister Joan of Arc took her to buy it after she found out. Really, I'll help you buy it if you just say it. Rubbing his forehead, Emiya Shirou complained helplessly.
"Everything can be compared, I think, that child is probably too content."
"Well, that's right," got up from his chair, Emiya Shirou walked to the window and quietly looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze.
I've been with myself for a while, and Karen should know that she's different from the blonde priest
Although, I also understand that trauma is easy to create and difficult to recover, and it is simply impossible for her to completely let go of her heart and rely on herself for a while
However, I don't feel good if I can't help the children
"Well, let's continue to analyze the ring that little girl gave me, okay?" A feeling of familiarity welled up in his heart, and Emiya Shirou cast his gaze to the crimson sky in the distance
"What's wrong? Wei Gongjun?"
"No, nothing special, Sister Orange, I might have something to go out with Sister Joan of Arc tonight."
At the same time as Emiya Shirou and Aozaki Orange were staying in the inn room, on the way to the sunset, a blonde girl led another silver-haired little girl to walk slowly, and the direction of the two was the only inn in the town, apparently, tourists returning from shopping.
"I'm so sorry that sister, you deliberately went out with me to buy something," Karin timidly thanked Joan of Arc as she held a small bag tightly in her other hand.
If the object is Emiya Shirou.,Occasionally, he will play tricks on the other party.。 However, when facing Joan of Arc at this moment, perhaps, it is because the other party is an old man. Perhaps, the other party's gentleness was too dazzling, but the little nun couldn't adapt to it. There was not a trace of mischief in her heart, Karen just honestly lowered her head, her little face flushed.
"No, it doesn't matter to me, anyway, I have to wait for the King of True Ancestors to come back before I can set off. It's little Kalian, you" stroked Kalian's forehead, seeing that the other party showed a comfortable expression, Joan of Arc smiled lightly, "You want to show your feelings directly." After all, that person is sometimes very confused when it comes to this kind of thing, right?"
"But that won't cause him trouble"
"No, not really. It's better that if you really entrust him, he'll gladly accept it," Joan of Arc poked Karen's nose with a soft smile on her face, "That person is a good example of dying if you don't help others." ”
"Ohm??" Reflexively shrunk, and a lovely sound came out of Kalian's mouth.
"Shirou is such a gentle person" As if thinking of something, Joan of Arc's voice became quieter and quieter, and at last the voice was almost inaudible, and the expression on his face became complicated.
It's just that because I am too gentle with others, I will ignore my own safety, and I only know how to bear it alone when it comes to things
But do you know how worried you are here?
It's not that you don't have to worry about other people's business anymore, as long as you can pay more attention to your own safety, then you will be satisfied
When will you notice it?
"Ahh As I walked, I suddenly felt a feeling of something my shoulder.
Realizing that she had bumped into someone else while she was in deep drows, Joan of Arc bowed neatly and apologized.
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice just now"
"No, it doesn't matter. Rest assured. Joan of Arc looked up and saw a silver-haired man with a traditional ponytail tied and a violin case behind her. The men's beauty first waved her hand to Joan of Arc to show that she didn't care, and then looked at Joan of Arc carefully, "Then again, it's very rare for someone to have such a clean atmosphere in this era." ”
"Huh?"
"No, don't worry about you, Miss, are you taking your sister home now? Just take it as advice, it's best not to go out tonight. The men's beauty looked up at the sky in the distance dyed red by the setting sun.
There, a light red moon hung quietly behind the clouds......
P.S.1: It depends on the situation