The next day.

The villa of the Yug Domirenia spent the whole day in unknown silence.

This silence makes the air around the villa seem a little heavy, and if ordinary people step into it, they are afraid that they will feel difficult to breathe in an instant, and cold sweat will flow.

Since Fang Li had already boasted about the possibility of going directly to the Aerial Garden, so that the Black camp did not have to worry about it, there was very little left for Yugdomirenia to do.

After doing this little thing, everyone fell into a state of idleness.

It's a really painful situation.

I knew that something big was about to happen, but I couldn't do anything, so I could only stay in the villa and wait quietly for the night to come.

Of course, the people of the Yugdomirenia also knew that once night fell and the final battle of the Holy Grail War began, they could do nothing but wait here.

Being able to stay away from the most dangerous battlefields ———— this is not something to be thankful for.

After all, magicians are a group of creatures who have long given up their own life and death, and they don't care about life and death.

If you can see the scene of many servants fighting each other in the Holy Grail War, there will definitely be more magicians who die for this.

So, between the reluctance to be excluded and the humiliation of not being able to do anything, the magicians of the Yogdomrainia clan spent the day.

Only the androids are still patrolling day after day, but they have begun the mechanism of changing shifts, working in batches and adjusting their bodies, and living in an orderly manner.

It is worth mentioning that the golems made by Avisbron have also been recycled, and are now being adjusted by the magicians of the Yugdomirenia clan and used in various operations.

Each of these golems, made by the founders of Kabbalah, is a unique piece of art that can be sold for a high price at the auction of the Magic Society, and now it has become the trophy of the Yugdomirenia clan with the death of Avisbron.

However, the Golem of Avisbron was originally made by the Yugdomirenia clan with the money, materials, and space, so it is only natural to recycle it, right?

In any case, no matter how tormented it is, time still passes quietly.

It didn't take long for night to finally fall.

In the room, Fang Li woke up from his sleep and slowly opened his eyes.

The scene in front of me is no longer obscured by the wonderful peaks as before, but a clear ceiling, and the pillow behind it is no longer soft thighs, but comfortable pillows.

So, Fang Li turned his head and looked at the side.

“…………”

I saw that on the floor of the room, the head of Genji, who was full of motherhood, sat in an orthodox kneeling posture, closing his eyes and resting.

On the left is the sword in its sheath.

On the right is placed a bow and arrow.

His hands were folded in front of him.

The back is straight.

It was pure martial artistry.

Yuan Laiguang closed his eyes in this way, that is, there was no spiritualization, and there was no clingy intimacy in the other party.

However, Fang Li's words can be felt.

A vague but powerful momentum is slowly accumulating in Yuan Laiguang's body.

Seeing this, I believe that no matter who can understand.

Yuan Laiguang has adjusted his state to the best point.

At any time, you can go on the expedition.

Fang Li suddenly smiled slightly, also sat up, and closed his eyes.

"Hum..."

A faint starlight flickered from its body, like a meteor passing through the sky in the deep moonlit night, and it turned.

Sometimes slowly.

Sometimes in a hurry.

Sharp at times.

Sometimes soft.

Combined with Fang Li's undulating but natural breathing, the power called Xingchen Power wandered back and forth around Fang Li's body.

"Knock knock..."

As a result, even the True Ancestor power in Fang Li's body began to become active, as if he had become a little interested in the next carnival, which made Fang Li's heartbeat slightly faster.

I don't know how long it took before the starlight dimmed and converged back into Fang Li's body.

Only then did Fang Li reopen his eyes.

On the other side, Yuan Laiguang also opened his eyes as if he felt something in his heart.

The next moment, the two looked at each other and smiled very tacitly.

Didn't speak.

There are no superfluous emotions.

Even if Fang Li and Yuan Laiguang knew that after this great battle, the Holy Grail War would end, and the two would continue their journey one would return to the Throne of the Heroic Spirits and separate, then nothing would be said.

Because, no matter how many words there are, they don't need to appear in this moment, and the mood can already understand each other.

So, the two don't need words.

Therefore, the two do not need to feel sad about this separation.

As for what will happen next, even Fang Li doesn't know.

But in any case, only one thing can be determined.

That's...

"Let's go, we must win."

"Yes."

Fang Li and Yuan Laiguang only had such a level of dialogue.

Immediately, one after the other, they walked out of the room and walked in the direction of the villa gate.

……

In the deep moonlit night, the silence still pervades the surroundings.

Outside the gate of the villa, the rest of the idlers had all retreated, and there were only a few pairs of combinations.

Fiore and Charon.

Ziggy and Astolford.

Even Caules is here.

plus Joan of Arc, a total of six people, quietly waiting here.

Under the moonlight, the holy woman holds the holy flag in her hand, stands in the wind, let the flag flutter in the wind, and her robe is also hunting, there is an indescribable sense of sacredness and greatness.

It wasn't until a certain moment that Joan of Arc opened her eyes.

"Here we are."

Joan of Arc's words made the eyes of everyone present turn to the direction of the villa gate.

"Click..."

With the sound of the door opening, the door of the villa was pushed open, and a pair of master and servant slowly walked out of it.

"Oh?"

As soon as Fang Li saw the number of people gathered in front of the door, he immediately set his eyes on Kaures.

"Are you going to go with you?"

On the battlefield where the servants fight to the death, just magicians are there, and the mortality rate is simply as high as more than 99%.

But Ziggy and Fiore still had to go, and that wasn't surprising.

On the one hand, both of them must witness the end of this great battle as masters.

On the other hand, although there is a contract between the master and the servant, the farther the distance, the lower the supply of mana, so this trip is also imperative.

But Corres is not the master, but he still came to wade in this troubled water, so he is a bit suspicious of looking for death.

Naturally, Corles knows this all too well.

"However, no matter how I say it, I have provided some magic for Archer, and it is not without benefit to follow, not to mention that my duty is to assist my sister as a patriarch, but I can't watch her die." "Moreover, it would be a shame not to see the end of the Holy Grail War, which is as mysterious as magic," said Corles. ”

It's really a magician-style statement.

"I don't care, but don't blame me if you die."

With these words, Fang Li took out an item.