(This is to make up for yesterday.,Tonight.,There should be another chapter to say~)

Sora walked down the street in embarrassment, her body exuded a strong smell of alcohol, the image of the past that was vague but still full of wealth was gone, but it should be even more strange that this woman was still alive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In terms of identity, Sora's father is the head of the Clock Tower's Spiriting Section, and the union with Kenneth is still married in some ways, but in some ways, this is also the most suitable use of her as a tool.

Her natural physique makes her a prop used by the family to attract talents, such as lancer's magic is actually using a special way to provide it by her, but these are not important, and they are not the reason why she can survive to this day.

Speaking of which, this is also the luck of this woman, as a magician, she is not good, she can't pose any threat, and she is only used as a foil, and she is implicated in this war, not even a master, and at this moment this woman only has embarrassment and residual value.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who is most likely to assassinate her because he wants to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, is now focusing his attention on the mysterious assassin, and there is no reason to do it for such a small character, but it will just worsen the internal relationship of the Saber camp.

So, it can be said that it was completely due to luck, Sora survived, and in some ways, perhaps, this may also be the legacy of Kenneth and Lancer who have passed away to her, fate gave this woman some luck because of the misfortune of these two people~

As one of the three members of the Lancer's faction, and the only one still alive, Sora was in a very bad mood at the moment, but it was only one day, and what happened was undoubtedly a huge blow to her, obviously the morning before, they were still very confident that they wanted to cut Saber down, but in the end, the news they got from the Templar Church was like this-

Kenneth was killed by Saber's master, but this was a pity, and it did make Sola a little sad, but compared to the other bad news, it was nothing, because the glorious and noble spear hero was killed by the despicable assassin!

This is something that Sora cannot tolerate, she cannot bear such a result, and it is unforgivable to take away the knight's glory and insult in a despicable way, even his life in this world!

However, she can't do anything, Lancer has disappeared, and she was killed with a grudge, but Sora, who is just a little witty and magical, doesn't have any fighting ability, and revenge for this hatred is naturally impossible to do, what she can do is probably to numb her painful mind with the help of some external forces......

At this time, it was already early in the morning, and it was still early before sunrise, and the security was still good, and Fuyuki was quite peaceful at this time, and not many people would be bored to run out at night, because during this time period, if you go to the street to hang out, you won't have anything to gain except for a few sips of the sea breeze that makes people shiver.

Even this vain and extremely stumbling woman is forced to close the door because the bar can't bear it anymore, so she can only be on the street at this moment, carrying a beer bottle, and from time to time she will hit the wall next to her, but she can barely keep standing and continue to walk slowly and zigzagly, probably until she falls down next time, she will not be able to get up......

However, there were some coincidences in the dark, or rather, it was the inevitability of fate, in this place and time where no one should be haunting, a person appeared just right, and his completely "idle" wandering made him face Sora.

Just when Sora accidentally stepped on a stone and fell forward weakly, this black man stepped forward to support her with very vigorous movements, and in an instant, this man came to Sora's side from a position that seemed to be some distance away.

Sora, who felt that she was being supported, raised her head a little slowly, raised her head in a daze and dazed, and looked at the person who was holding her, because she was a little drunk, the image she saw in her eyes was a little blurry and vague, and after a long time, she saw the appearance of this person clearly......

In the next moment, it didn't look like the action of a drunk person at all, extremely sharp and hideous, Sora pulled out the dagger on his waist and stabbed the man holding him in the chest without hesitation, however, it turned out that it was impossible for her to hurt this person in the slightest, and the gap in force between the two sides was unimaginable!

Very easily, the man stretched out a hand and directly blocked Sora's hand that stabbed out the dagger, just a little force, so that Sora let go of her hand, and the dagger also made a crisp landing sound in this quiet night, and then, it was a hand knife with just the right strength, knocking her unconscious......

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On a whim, or because of some strange emotions in his heart that made him unable to suppress, Yan Feng went out for a rare walk, and he knew very well that it was not like the anger of his teacher Tosaka Tokitomi that drove his behavior, but another subtle mood, or rather, he had other, by no means negative, emotions about what happened at that banquet tonight......

"Oops, oops~ Qili, you seem to have picked up something~ I was really surprised to see that you were also interested in women!"

It's just that he just stepped into his room, and before he had time to take a look at what was in this room, the very characteristic voice reached Yan Feng's ears, and he didn't need to confirm it with his eyes at all, just because of the extra strangeness and tone in this room, he could judge who the person who came here was.

"What a faux pas, Archer!"

Yan Feng frowned slightly, and said in a somewhat sharp voice to the golden heroic spirit, not because of the anger he felt because of the insult, but only because of the so-called "common sense" that he kept in his mind that made him respond like this.

"Oh? In other words, isn't it because of long-term abstinence? It's really you, Qili, but you must have taken some interest in her when you brought this woman back, right? ”

The golden heroic spirit completely ignored the prompt of the agent, and continued to look at himself with a somewhat inexplicable smile, and said to Yan Feng, which seemed to see through the brilliance of his own essence, which made Yan Feng feel a little unhappy in his heart.

"Please don't use your theories to disdain the rest of the people, not everyone is as vicious as you, Gilgamesh!"

Yan Feng walked to the other sofa that was still empty on the side, placed Sora there, and said to Gilgamesh, the way he called his real name showed Yan Feng's dissatisfaction, but in this regard, the ancient king just laughed a little, and he didn't feel that Yan Feng was rude.

"Hehehe~ It's really ridiculous, Qili~ However, this is also the nature of human beings, once it is said that something in the bottom of the heart, it will feel angry, and then it will try to use a higher voice to overwhelm the other party~"

Still smiling, Gilgamesh shook the glass in his hand, letting the crimson liquor reflect a small piece of golden brilliance in the light, and it seemed that his mood was getting better and better.

"Gilgamesh! Your job is to protect your teachers, right?! Is it a dereliction of duty that you will be here at this time?! Yan Feng changed his tone to a questioning tone and said to the king in front of him, but this seemed to be quite reasonable, but it only made the archers laugh like mockery.

"Qili, don't be mistaken! I have no duty, on the contrary, it is the duty of the servants to make the king feel happy, but that boring man cannot satisfy me at all now, so there is nothing wrong with me when I come here! ”

In Yan Feng's godless gaze, Gilgamesh said as a matter of course, and this self-respecting posture also made Yan Feng gradually calm down, he knew that it was impossible to stop the heroic spirit in front of him now, and the best way was to let him play.

"Why don't you speak? I'm very interested in some of your behaviors~ If you can say it well, make me happy, maybe, I can give you some advice~" Seeing that Yan Feng no longer answered, after putting a blanket on Sora, he just looked at himself silently, Gilgamesh continued.

"What do you want me to say, Hero King?"

After hearing Gilgamesh's words, Yan Feng asked in a calm voice, if he didn't meet the tyrant's requirements, he would not want to calm down, so, very simply and rationally, Yan Feng asked Gilgamesh a rhetorical question.

"Ah~ Let me think about it...... For example, if it were a command for that kitten, if it were based on your usual personality, the best would probably be 'attack the rider's master with all your strength immediately', but as a result, you seem to have taken a different idea~"

Gilgamesh seemed to be a little impatient with the slight smell of alcohol emanating from Sora on the side, and changed his body before saying to Yan Feng, if he didn't happen to have some fun now, he probably would have done some punishment......

"You should know a little bit more about that, shouldn't you, Archer? The teacher worships you as a king, of course, he should estimate your feelings, and if he does, your interest will be completely ruined, right? ”

Yan Feng gave a very reasonable answer without hurrying, but this did not satisfy the king of gold, narrowed his scarlet eyes, and Gilgamesh took a small sip of the wine in the cup before continuing to chat.

"Really? But is that really all there is to it? Actually, you're interested in what kind of behavior that kitten would behave in that situation, right? And you, who are interested in the survival of the teacher's enemies, are you really not a good disciple~"

"You've got the answer you wanted, Gilgamesh?!"

After hearing the words of the Ying Ling in front of him, Yan Feng said in a slightly hurried tone, and at the same time made the intention of sending off the guest euphemistically, but, as he said at the beginning, the decision was not in his hands.

"No, no, no~ Qili~ I want more than one answer~ There are many~ For example, the purpose of you moving this bereaved dog-like woman back, for example, your attention to the person of the Maki family, and for example, what do you want to continue to participate in the Holy Grail War?"

The scarlet eyes of the heroic spirit who stood up in front of the king at some point with exploration and playfulness, Yan Feng couldn't help but be a little flustered, and after hearing the question of the servant in front of him, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, as if he had reversed some button......

'What else do I want to pursue in the Holy Grail War......'

The pain like a soldering iron coming from the back of his right hand made the vicarious agent come back to his senses, and he looked at the noble king who was staring at him, and looked at the red eyes full of fun......