The holy church stands silently on a bare hill. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Pure white colours make up the whole of it, the walls are made of neat square bricks, the smooth and hard marble paved the smooth paths, and in front of the door, the classical and slightly Gothic reliefs decorate the tone of the house. The dark brown pillars began at the entrance, like a kind of signpost to guide the way, and continued to spread like the depths of darkness.

Glazed tiles covered the roof, sharp crosses pierced the dim sky, and in the room, colorful frescoes covered the walls, the Blessed Lady with the Son in her arms, greeting the coming of day with an incomparably holy gesture, and beneath the pure white clouds, countless sinners kneeling, chanting the name of the Lord, despairing, wailing and praying for an end to suffering.

The colorful windows reflect the distant sunset, reflecting a noble and holy light, and the angel statues with wings stand in the four sides of the church, facing the distant world, holding the glorious sword, facing the filthy world, silently guarding this place, and waiting for the final redemption... Or a ruling.

The priest, dressed in robes, knelt before the altar and prayed earnestly to the gods, crucified the Almighty, who was looking with a loving gaze at the only human being.

"Amen."

As the last prayer fell, the tall middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, and then saw him pat the dust off his body and stand up in a difficult manner.

- Honestly, Austin? Father Camuel never liked this remote city, where there were too many ignoramous, too many unbelievers, and the difficult spread of glory..... And all of this, at least in his heart, was blaspheming the glory of the Lord all the time.

Of course, the important thing is.

-- There are dirty, ugly, and hopeless magicians.

In order to get a head start in that sixty-year war, there was an unexpected number of magicians in this not very prosperous city - these filthy heretics never knew how to fear the glory of the Lord, and if ordinary mortals had any chance to teach, then these vile and filthy beings should have been completely condemned to Paradise Lost, in the midst of endless fire and torture, to endure eternal suffering and suffering.

-- for they are not worthy of salvation from the inside out, from every cell.

"Although they are a bunch of shameful blasphemers." Austin propped up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and whispered to herself quietly. "But the eyes of the Lord are still on this world, and the heavenly flame will one day completely destroy them from body to soul, but now the priority is ...... Retrieve the long-lost relic. ”

The middle-aged priest folded his hands and looked up at his lord, who was looking down at him.

"Your will will be carried out, even if," the priest sighed in a low voice. Longitudinal. The price is my fall. ”

The afterglow of the setting sun was cast from the glazed tiles, filling the dim sanctuary with the last bit of bright color, and the darkness in the corner was rapidly filling the twilight, as if it had been imprisoned for a long time and then released again, competing with the faint light for a meager living space.

It's like... The church is like a magician.

One side has long since declined many years ago, but the other side is rising like a bright new star.

"Are you telling me to back down?" Austen looked at the light that was fading in front of her, and smiled at all self-deprecating and helpless.

Compromise, what a beautiful word.

But he represents cowardly evasion, the division of power, the concession of the world, and the weakness of faith.

In the face of the pressure of the magician's door, all the church can do is endure everywhere.

-- And he himself is the product of distortion born from this retreat.

"-Are you unwilling?"

Perhaps.....

"-Is it painful?"

Probably.....

"- Then why not refuse?"

"Because.... This is the will of the Lord and the meaning of my life. The priest withdrew his gaze from the crucifixion, turned around, and replied in an equally pious voice to the questioner behind him. Even for the sake of a brighter light in the future, I will not hesitate to let this body, let this soul.... Forever fall into darkness. ”

"Ha, you're such a twisted being."

With a soft laugh, the owner of the voice stepped out of the shadows of the cloister.

-- The short silver-white hair was draped casually over her shoulders, and her starry eyes narrowed slightly, and the petite girl raised her beautiful eyebrows, and looked at the hesitant and tangled human in front of her with a smile, and her delicate facial features revealed a charming atmosphere--and outside the window, the rising moon was sprinkling the silver-white light into the room, and the bright moonlight reflected the face like white jade, adding a little holy color to the beautiful girl.

"Saber (swordsman)?" Austin looked at the man who was nearly 50 centimeters below him, like a junior high school student... No, it should be a young child-like girl, sighed, and bowed slightly with respect. "I wonder if you're happy with this property? I'm sorry, but the church has limited funds, so I can only ask you to condescend and live in this small church for the time being. ”

"It's okay." The beautiful girl said with a chuckle as she looked around at the buildings that were by no means rudimentary. "It's not as good as St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, but at least... It's also better than that dimly lit cell. ”

"As long as you're satisfied." As if he had not heard the girl's exclamation, the tall priest casually picked up the coat that was draped over the altar. "Then please hurry up and go outside with me to investigate the enemy's situation."

At this moment, outside the beautiful church of the morning, the curtain of night has completely enveloped the city, and in the distance in the modern new capital, the colorful lights are constantly lit up, and from the hills, the whole city seems to be plunged into a sea called "bright" in an instant.

At this time, it is the time when the lights are on, and the evening is just around the corner—and of course, the time when all the creatures hidden in the darkness are ready to come out to feed.

This brutal war will only begin in the night, because only this too thick darkness can cover up all the killing and blood without discrimination.

"I'm going to start work so early...," the young girl pursed the corners of her mouth in dissatisfaction, and whispered like a normal neighbor child. Austin, why the hell are you so obsessed with that thing called the Holy Grail? As far as I know, that thing was made by your most hated magicians....."

"That's just a hypocrisy propagated by the blasphemers." The middle-aged priest neatly put on the coat that didn't fit at all, and then walked up to the girl, squatting down lightly, keeping himself at eye level with the other party. "The Holy Grail is the Holy Grail, and since it is so named, it must be filled with the blood of Jesus, and in the same way that only the power of God can create this miracle that can grant all wishes."

"But ....."

What else the young girl wanted to say.

"Smack!" There was a crunch sound.

Then all the justifications were swallowed back into his mouth.

Austin withdrew the palm she had just swung vigorously and stared blankly at the girl in front of her.

"No, you depraved." As if schizophrenic, the tall priest snorted coldly with an attitude diametrically opposed to what he had just had, then stood up and kicked the girl who was stunned by the sudden attack to the side with great randomness. "While I still respect your holiness, I hope you don't force me to show my murderous intent against your depravity."

The beautiful girl, who had been attacked so suddenly that blood was slightly bleeding from the corners of her mouth, looked at the priest in a daze, but after a few seconds, she suddenly laughed.

"It's too—" The petite creature known as Saber wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and revealed an extremely bewitching smile. For a cold-blooded person like you, winning sympathy is a useless trick. ”

The girl chuckled and slowly rose from the dust, and at this point there was no childlike immaturity in her.

What remains.... All that remains is a mandala-like enchantment - intimidatingly beautiful, yet extremely poisonous.

"Then find the enemy as fast as you wish, and kill them." Saber brushed away the last vestiges of dust from his face and said with a chin as if nothing had happened. "It just so happens that I want to break free from this damn shackle sooner...."

"Bang, Bang, Bang."

But at this time, not far away, there was a sudden knock on the door.

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And on the other side of the city, in an indescribable slum, someone is questioning his lord in a voice that hides his anger.

"Karena, ....... you sure this is where I'm going to live?"

Zhou You looked at the residence in front of him in disbelief, and said word by word in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

"That's right." The noble woman stared at her servant as a matter of course, as if the other party was saying something incredible, and asked strangely. "Lancer, do you have any questions?"

"No.... It's weird! Zhou You trembled and pointed to the residence in front of him, and finally couldn't help yelling angrily. Is this a place for people to live? ”

-- Four rough cardigan shells formed a crooked square, and a stinking and rancid hut was sitting in it, and the dry straw in the field, and the only new red food bowl with a bone printed with a cartoon pattern on it....

Whether before or after coming to the space, this abode has a uniform and clear name in all the memories of traveling.

-- Kennels.

"Are you human?" Karena tilted her head, and her face, which had remained frozen for many years, showed a puzzled expression for the first time. "Since you're not human, you shouldn't have any problem living in a place like this, right?"

At the same time, the girl raised her white lotus-like arm at the same time, so that the three blood-like patterns on the back of her hand were facing her servant.

-- Threat, it's a naked threat.

"Okay, Karena, everything is negotiable, you take your hand back first, you can't use a spell in this place." Faced with this situation, someone could only wave his hands with a wry smile and loudly advise his master not to be impulsive—he didn't want to waste another opportunity to strengthen himself in such an inexplicable situation. "But you'll at least have to change places for me, right? Anyway, we can't go to the kennel! ”

"Mere .... A waste still has the face to make demands on its owner? The beautiful maiden said indifferently—and her hands were beginning to glow red. First he teased me with a flirtatious tone, and then he almost died under Caster's plot, and now he can't even do a tentative mission, what else do you think you can do? It's forgiving enough to let you live in a kennel these days! ”

The noble woman sighed - like to a piece of garbage that could not hold up to a wall of mud, and began to give her first real command so far.

"I, Karena, hereby decree in my capacity as the Master, Lancer, that you must obey everything I do..."

The use of the spell was abruptly interrupted.

A strong palpitation, in an instant, swept through the hearts of all life in the room.

It's as if even the soul is trembling... The will of the Holy Grail is quickly transmitted into the minds of the master and servant through this body made of magic.

"-Warning, warning, Heroic Rider has been killed, Repeat, Heroic Rider has been killed, please sinners hurry up, otherwise Mission 1 may not be completed...."

The peculiar voice of the Lord God rang in someone's ears again.