The sky is already cloudy, but even before dawn you can tell that today is not destined for good weather. Thick clouds filled the sky, and without the aid of obvious light, it was difficult to guess with the naked eye whether it was dark clouds or simply thick clouds.

Qing has been looking at the sky for a while, and it can be said that she has no thoughts or emotions in her heart, just looking at the sky, looking at the clouds under the last moonlight. As for the silver-haired woman, she didn't mean to speak, so Qing didn't pay much attention to her.

Looking at the sky for a long time, Qing closed his eyes that had been closed. "If only I could get some sleep----- ' for no reason, Qing felt the voice in his heart. However, it was soon forgotten by Qing and disappeared without a trace.

For Servant, sleep is a distant and meaningless thing. Just like the name set by the Holy Grail War, as an acolyte, the purpose of their existence is to defend their own masters, and to fight each other as swords.

But tranquility always makes people slack, forgetting their original purpose, and being eaten away by their own depravity. Qing opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed! Like a sword light appeared, although there was no murderous aura, but its sharp aura surprised the silver-haired woman not far away!

"Don't worry, I'm just warning myself. As a Servant, it's dangerous to rest while the Master is resting, so don't worry if I will kill you suddenly. On the contrary, you should worry about whether my master will have different plans than me. ”

Qing said jokingly, looking at the woman in his eyes with a slight smile. Maybe Qing's joke is too real, or the woman in front of her hasn't experienced joking. She was already nervous and began to become flustered, but after all, she was in Qing's position, no matter how flustered she was, she could only be helpless in the end.

"Hahaha~ I'm just joking, don't take it to heart. After all, when it comes to captives, you're more of a hostage. My Master has been assassinated by the [Magician Killer] repeatedly, and since we have learned from our investigations, using you as a threat, our threat can be reduced by a lot. ”

Qing bluntly narrated the woman in front of him, without any concealment, and did not deliberately beautify his own side. Because there is no hidden meaning in itself, no matter how much it is embellished with beautiful language, it cannot change the original essence. After all, Qing wouldn't care about that.

The breeze blew on his face, and Qing's long hair, which had never been tied up, was blown up by the breeze at will. Although she is beautiful on the outside, her inner ambition is no worse than that of any hero in the world! It is precisely because of this that the silver-haired woman doesn't seem to have much trust in Qing's words.

Time flies, and the sun's rays are already on the horizon. In the battle at night, it can be said that everyone has a lot of consumption, but after a night of recuperation, I believe that all the camps can already fight again, even if it is still a little reluctant.

Patting his clothes, Qing stood up, and the battle armor naturally appeared and attached to his body. Walking leisurely on the edge of the rooftop, the sun is slowly rising from the sky. But not long ago, Qing felt a fall of momentum. This is the first time that the Great Holy Grail has delivered a message to Qing in the sky above the canopy.

Lancer is dead------- and while it's hard to believe, that's just the way it is. In just one night, two Heroic Spirits were defeated. This also confirms why Qing suddenly felt the Great Holy Grail, and why he suddenly officially participated in this big war from a supernumerary position.

Just as expected, the sky was cloudy, and the glimmer of the sun could barely illuminate the earth. A howling wind blew through the barrier, and although it was filtered through the barrier for the most suitable breeze, it still proved that the wind was strong!

'It's time to keep your promise------ Qing looked in the direction of the river, Lancer had died in battle, which meant Artoria's victory.

As the times have changed, so has the meaning of war, but death remains. Artoria still fights for justice, but there is no element of justice in this battle itself. It's just for the sake of obsession, for the sake of desire.

Qing is the only one who knows. A soldier who has not truly understood the meaning of war is no different from a lamb to the slaughter, who does not fight to the death for obsession, and there is no need to fight at all. This time, Artoria, who was bloody, and was not lucky, was the one who Qing recognized as the one to fight! ----------

"Ahhhh-------。---~~~~~h

Ichijo Yukie sat up from the bed, rubbing his eyes sleepily. It took a while for her to regain her consciousness and stretch hard. Staggered to the table and sat on the chair with a swagger, as if he was waiting for something.

Looking at all this, Qing sighed helplessly. Walk over to the cabinet and take out a bucket of instant noodles from the cabinet, and go back to the table to help her put everything in front of her. Ichijo Yukie, who opened one eye and closed one eye, watched Qing finish all this, and then showed a relieved smile.

"If you want to say thank you, I'll wait until I'm done washing, Master. I'll help you soak the noodles, and you'll be ready to eat when you're done with the chore------"

Qing said lightly, and the bubble noodles were treated with extremely standard treatment. Ichijo nodded seriously, picked up the utensils that Qing had placed on the table, and trotted to wash up.

Qing quickly finished everything and returned to her original chair and sat down. There are a lot of things that Qing needs to talk to again, and with the death of the personnel, the final decisive battle is no longer far away. Artoria is ready to fight to the death, and Qing also needs the impetus of such a force.