Emiya was halfway asleep when he suddenly woke up from his dream.

Master Liu Dun was not in the room.

Where's this bad old man?

Wei Gong shook his head, touched his forehead, and found a cold sweat.

He only vaguely remembered the feeling in the dream, a terrible and suffocating cold feeling, but he didn't remember what he dreamed at all.

There was a water mark on the floor that stretched to the doorway.

It looks like it should be the traces of Liu Dun's walking, because of the use of cold shelter, which caused some of the ice on the floor to melt.

In this way, because the water mark has not completely condensed, it means that Liu Dun has not been away for long.

The door was open, swaying in the cold wind, and there was a whimpering sound.

Emiya propped himself up with his hands and prepared to close the door.

But after thinking about it, I didn't want to move.

He raised a hand, ready to close the door with the wind.

It was at this moment that the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

A long and narrow figure at the door, which was reflected in by the fluorescent light outside, was pulled all the way to the bed of the guard.

Emiya's heart chuckled.

He narrowed his eyes, unable to adjust to the sudden change in light.

I thought it was Liu Dun's old man, but when the outline gradually became clear, his eyes couldn't help but froze-

It was a perfect face that wasn't supposed to exist in the world.

Big, moonlight-like eyes.

The bridge of the nose is high, the lips are bright and full, and the casual movement arouses people's infinite desires.

In addition, the skin that can be broken by blowing is impeccable.

It's like a fairy in the sky.

Pin Jian Tianfei Ye Ziqing.

Dressed in a white low-cut robe, he stood at the door and looked at him calmly and arrogantly.

This time, there is no mask.

However, Emiya probably understood the reason for the existence of the mask.

"How are you?" He opened his mouth, only to feel a parchment in his throat.

"Why can't it be me?" Ye Ziqing smiled faintly, even more charming and moving.

Wei Gong was slightly stunned, watching the swaying figure slowly walk towards him.

Ye Ziqing swept his eyebrows lightly, his eyes wandered, and he walked lightly to his bed and sat down.

She sat cross-legged in front of him, her big eyes looking at him coldly.

Perhaps, with a hint of complex meaning.

It's just that Emiya can't read what it is.

A faint fragrance came from his nose.

The distance between the two people is less than 30 centimeters.

Emiya's heart jumped suddenly, and then he took a step back.

At the same time, Ye Ziqing moved his body and took another step closer to him.

"You...... What are you going to do? ”

Emiya shrank back a little further, leaning against the cold wall.

"I'm not going to eat you again." Ye Ziqing sneered, "It makes me look like a terrible ghost." ”

"You weren't so timid with me before."

When she said this, a trace of complicated meaning flashed in her eyes.

Emiya's heart thumped, not knowing what he meant by [to her].

"Are you saying that during the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony, I hit you in front of you?"

"Hmph." The corners of Ye Ziqing's mouth rose slightly, his hands supported the edge of the bed, and he leaned his upper body back, looking at him with a noncommittal gaze.

"Perhaps......"

She threw her proud head back and looked to the other side.

How else......

Wei Gong's little heart was pounding, and his mind was full of scenes from last year's sword sacrifice ceremony when he was invited to the room by Heavenly Dao He Xi.

Everyone was wearing masks that night, she wouldn't recognize me, right?

"Actually. I'm here to ask you. Ye Ziqing didn't care about his little care, and looked back at his eyes.

"What...... What the? ”

"What the hell do you think, about this assassination, and what are your plans for the future?" Ye Ziqing thought for a moment and continued, "This assassination incident seems to have been brewing for a long time, and even the ears and eyes of Xuanmu Division have been deceived...... Bao Buqi has their people in the Xuanmu Division. ”

Her eyes darkened, and the scene of that night appeared in her mind.

The man wearing the mask of a demon has a shocking scar on his hand.

But it's so familiar.

"Although a big country will not fall into a catastrophe because of a certain person, at least the strength of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom itself is still there. But as soon as the Heavenly Sword Emperor died, it gave other countries a chance to test the waters. ”

Her eyes suddenly sharpened, like two sharp swords, staring straight at Emiya.

"No matter what, at least there will be a battle, vigorous, earth-shattering, and it will lead to changes in the entire pattern of the world. Maybe there will be chaos in the world, and when that day comes, what will you choose? ”

Emiya was startled by her sharp gaze and question, and his whole body fell into a deep thought.

Truth be told, he wasn't interested in power struggles, nor did he have the talent and ability to participate in them......

It's just that what will happen to him in the future......

I don't know yet.

"If I could, I'd like to continue to be my swordsmith." Emiya replied cautiously.

Ye Ziqing stared at him for a long time, and then smiled with satisfaction.

"Taking advantage of the chaos to make a fortune is quite discerning." A gleam flashed in her eyes, "If it were me, I would do the same." Once a war starts, the demand for armaments will be enormous, especially equipment that can make a difference in the tide of the war. And you,"

She lifted a finger and pointed it to the tip of Emiya's nose.

"I'm afraid it will become the target of everyone's snatching."

On Wei Gong's heart, it was as if someone had hit him hard with a hammer.

“…… I? ”

"Yes. You," Ye Ziqing nodded, a smile flashing on his beautiful and unpretentious face, "In the whole world, there is only one swordsmith who can surpass the right hand of God." Who doesn't want it? Of course ......"

Her words changed sharply, and her eyes became sharp.

"If you can't get it, then you'll become a terrible enemy, so, after a failed wooing, their first goal must be to get rid of you first."

Emiya couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

It was as if the whole person had fallen from heaven to hell.

I was said to be important just now, but now I will become the target of public criticism.

What kind of people are they?

"So, next, who you sell the weapon to, it's very important, if you stand in the wrong line, or if you stand in line indiscriminately, the end will not be so pleasant." Ye Ziqing paused for a moment, lowered his eyes, and shook his head slightly, "You must choose carefully and become the last king." ”

Choose wisely, walk on thin ice......

Is this the powerful pressure that comes from being tied to power and the situation of war?

I'm just a little swordsmith, why......

Emiya fell into a dead silence.

He suddenly remembered what Ling Yuan, the emperor who left the Sword Kingdom, and the white-clothed prince of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom, said to him before-

Do you really understand what you're doing?