"What are you talking about?" Qing looked at Mordred, who had gone away, and said that if he had the opportunity to have a good relationship, he would never miss it, but unfortunately under this stiff real relationship, improving the relationship may only be the kind of distance that is out of reach.

Retracting the energy from Hydra's side, Qing touched his forehead and looked at the bleak Xindu in the distance, the whole city fell silent, neither human nor Servant could be seen, it was a rare quiet night. Started to walk across the Weiyuanchuan Bridge, some traces of the battle ten years ago are still left on these steel structures, walking this road that is not too long or short, and suddenly it is like returning to that time, that short but desperate days.

Coming to Xindu, time has returned to the present, after the disaster, the city is more prosperous than before, the high-rise jungle of reinforced concrete is wonderfully filled with the smell of ten years ago, the Holy Grail War has begun again, this war ritual has made all the prosperity once again covered with the smell of blood, gray and gloomy, in the thick dead silence, muddy depression has become the main color of this land, chaos is carried out in the invisible darkness, and the killing has already begun.

Qing walked silently to the downstairs of his apartment, still so shabby, almost unchanged for ten years, just looking at it from a distance makes people have no desire to go over and see. Shaking his head, he turned around and went straight to the church, his apartment was still the same as before, indicating that the war had not yet spread to his stronghold, which was not a relief at all, because the real fighting had not yet begun, and the whole city was a battlefield between the Servants, and these heroic spirits had the power to make this city a battlefield, and there was no doubt about this metaphor at all.

"But this Holy Grail War is much calmer than ten years ago--- Qing walked towards the church quickly, there were one or two birds circling in the air from time to time, thinking that this action should have attracted the attention of Caster's woman, after all, it is difficult to visit the church guarded by the Overseer late at night without suspicion, in fact, to a certain extent, this also shows that Caster also has a mind about the existence of this Overseer, otherwise these demons would not appear so quickly, but she has no idea what she has in mind。

The demon didn't leave, even if it was discovered, there was no intention of evacuating, this seemed very bold and unscrupulous, Qing was too lazy to care and didn't mind being watched, after all, he still had to give the other party a little sweetness when he just talked about peace, and this going to the church was at most a kind of distracting movement, and it was completely harmless to be watched, there was nothing to hide, but Caster seemed to take this matter very seriously, and it was her mistake that she didn't restrain it in time.

Coming to the iron door of Yanfeng Church, the originally closed iron door automatically opened, as always, a gloomy and corrupt atmosphere came to the face, and the place that should be full of sacredness was filled with this smell It is not the Tao should be called irony, but this is inevitable after all, the cemetery is built in this place, even if you don't want to have the smell of the dead, it is impossible to do it, and the same smell also naturally covers up the rotten smell in the church.