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"I'm leaving." Li Amen muttered to himself.

Rider wondered, "Why are you leaving all of a sudden?" Didn't you say that the remaining battles were all over in the end? ”

Webber also said, "Yes, our conversation was interrupted by these battles, so we're here to use your reconnaissance to discuss the situation. It's just that now that the battle of others is over, shouldn't we continue our unfinished conversation? ”

"That's right. However, this can be put on the next time. Li Amen smiled, "Now there is someone who needs my help more, that confused and desperate person, if I don't want him to slide into the abyss, I must appear in front of him." Otherwise, nothing can be completely changed. ”

"Really? Then there is no way. Rider laughed, "I'm looking forward to our next meeting, and at that point, I'm afraid it's time for us to fight." ”

Webb sighed, knowing that Rider was right.

The Holy Grail War is only seven days in total, and the next time we meet, we really have to fight at least one first.

If it drags on, when will the Holy Grail War end?

The Holy Grail War must be concluded within seven days, otherwise the Holy Grail cannot be summoned.

Even for the sake of this time, even if the conversation with Amen Lee was quite pleasant, both Rider and Webb understood. There is always a fight.

Previously, Rider had promised Amen Lee. It was decided to leave a way back for him.

Weber had actually secretly decided that he was going to learn the way to change the magician's qualifications from Amen Lee.

But. This is just the beginning, but it may not be possible.

Why? The biggest question is whether Amen will survive to the end.

If Li Amen fails in the middle, then everything is out of the question.

The grass and mud horses that made Rider feel incomprehensible before, he felt that such small things didn't seem to make him feel combat power, and if he ignored them, it might be useless.

Therefore, Rider has the realization that the next time they meet, they will fight, and it is precisely to test the true strength of Li Amen by himself, even if he is really dead. He won't regret it, anyway, he has already made an appointment to leave him a way out.

……

As soon as she stepped into the chapel, she felt a breath of death.

The faint smell of blood, and the remaining, even thinner smell of gunsmoke. There must have been people who have committed unforgivable evil deeds in this temple of God.

Although she didn't feel any danger, Qili cautiously walked in and walked through the worship seats—and when she reached the altar, she found a figure lying next to her.

"Father-"

The shouts that burst out of his mouth were weak and weak. As a well-trained and observant eye, he noticed the bullet hole in his back and a puddle of blood on the floor as he spotted Father Rimasa's figure.

Qi Li carefully examined her father's body in a state of complete mental numbness.

Roll up the sleeve of your right hand and check the number of spells that your father has managed. As expected. One less. Rimasa gave one of the spells he was managing to someone, and was probably killed by that person. One of the masters who had made a contribution to the crusade against Caster was not satisfied with sharing the credit with the others who had fought together, which is why he committed such a crime. You don't have to guess what happened.

But even magicians. Nor can he take away all the spells he has from the dead old priest. The mantra kept by the superintendent is protected by the Word. Without my permission, it is impossible to snatch it through magic. Father Risho, the only priest who knows the secret word, is dead, and the spell that has been preserved from the previous Holy Grail War is no longer effective.

- Not true. Would Fr. Rimasa allow such a thing to happen?

Qili lifted her father's right hand and noticed unnatural blood stains on her fingertips. It seems to be a mark of abrasion. Fr. Lizheng on his deathbed. Dipping your finger in a pool of blood must have left a trail somewhere.

Now that you understand this. It's easy to find the scarlet word.

On the floor, the last words written in red and black handwriting were "jn424" - if you were not a Christian, you might think that this was a code of unknown meaning. But for Qili, who inherited Lizheng's pious beliefs, the meaning of this code is obvious.

The Holy Book 4:24. Qi Li recited word for word the sacred words that were preserved in his memory.

"God is the Holy Spirit. Therefore, we who worship the gods must bow down with our souls and the truth—"

As if echoing it, on the right wrist of Father Lizheng, who was already cold, all the spells together emitted a faint glow.

With a dull pain, the spells were transferred to Qili's hands one by one. Qili stared wordlessly at the light of the spell.

There is no doubt that it is the trust that the father has entrusted to his son.

Fr. Rimasa believes that the first person to discover his body must have been his son. That is why the code is written in blood that only those who are in the priesthood can understand. The important duties of these overseers were entrusted to the son, such as administering the Spell, guarding the Holy Grail, and guiding the Holy Grail War on the right path. He was convinced that his son was the one who could take on these responsibilities, and he had no doubts about it until his death.

He didn't know that Qili had hidden his newfound spell and had been given the right to be a Master—

He didn't know that his son had planted the seeds of disaster for his mentor Shi Chen on a whim-

“——！”

Suddenly feeling tears dripping from her cheeks, Qili was stunned and pressed her hand to her face.

Weeping in front of his father's body and testament...... As a human being, this is a matter of course.

Still, it was as if she had almost fallen into the abyss of hell, plunged into fear and confusion.

You have to face it all head-on – there's a majestic voice in your heart admonishing you.

Now the feelings that are surging up in my heart. You have to understand all this, you have to admit all this. That's because—

Tears.

When was the last time you shed tears? I still vividly remember that it was three years ago. Hold the tears that have fallen with your hands. The woman had said, "You love me. ”——

The instinct of self-concealment in the heart stubbornly blocks the memory.

There is no turning back. Inability to self-reflect. The tears shed that day, the feelings that were held at that time must be thrown into the abyss of forgetting.

The answer I once understood.

A truth that has been painstakingly comprehended.

If it's because you don't look at it all in the eye and take the way of avoiding it. If you keep yourself in your current state—

Tears shed again, completely incomprehensible. The same feelings that cried out for sealed feelings, longing for understanding.

But ignoring these rational warnings, memories continued to overflow from the void of the seal.

This parting was far from the result I had hoped for—at that time, I thought so.

At the bedside of the sick and weak woman's deathbed, didn't Qili wake up to what her will desired.

Thinking [beep-] this woman—

I want to see this woman look more [beep-] -

In loving Yan Feng Qili deeply and trusting him - in this regard, the father and this woman also have something in common.

It is also common in the complete misunderstanding of the nature of the person who is Qili.

Because of this, Qili has been praying in the bottom of her heart for three years......

Before my father died. Let him taste the greatest [beep-] joy in the world......

"Like a beast chasing the smell of blood—the soul is seeking pleasure—"

The red jade-like eyes that seemed to lurk in the bottom of the heart whispered with evil laughter.

Only pleasure is the form of the soul. Isn't that what he said? The nature of Yan Feng Qili is also like this-

“…… Host...... The Lord begets people, educates people, and makes meritorious contributions in the world, and the true blessings of the Lord's preparation. I am here to serve the souls of the dead in purgatory Allah and believe in the Holy Religion......"

The familiar prayer that I have to say every day comes out of my mouth in an instant, and it may be a kind of self-defense instinct. By returning to the duties of the priesthood in this way, the heart that is almost falling apart is tightly restrained.

"Forgive our sins as I forgive my enemies...... Please don't tempt me. Deliver us from our sins...... Amen. ”

The cursed truth in the tears that kept flowing down his cheeks was sealed to the other side of oblivion. She prayed for her father's blessings and placed a cross on her chest.

……

"You incompetent! Waste that only brags! ”

For the scolding of the dog's blood sprinkler, Lancer could only quietly hang his head and endure it silently.

"It's just for you to protect a woman for a while. You can't even do that, how can it be! You so-called knight turns out to be this kind of thing! ”

Kenneth was spitting and scolding, but in terms of embarrassment. Kenneth is even more embarrassed than Lancer, who is out of shame. Due to his naturally paranoid personality, now Rhodes. Elomeroi's anger was terrifying.

Kenneth receives a new spell and triumphantly returns to the abandoned factory as a hiding place. It was discovered that there was no sign of Sora there. In the midst of worrying and anxious waiting, Lancer finally waited for Lancer, who returned alone with a heavy face.

"It's only a temporary replacement, but there's no doubt that Sora is your master, isn't it! I didn't have the ability to protect her to the end. What the hell did you ask to be a Servant? How embarrassed are you to be cheeky and come back alone! ”

“…… I really don't have the face to come back. ”

"So you- were you driven by your stupid naivety in the fight with Saber to neglect to protect the Master? You're bent on showing your stupid heroism, right?! ”

Lancer shook his head feebly. His innate beauty was distorted by grief, which meant that he was also gritting his teeth for this hateful outcome. But Kenneth now has no time to think about that.

"The hosts. Allow me...... Because I didn't have a formal contract with My Highness Sora, and I couldn't even feel each other's breath......"

"That's why you shouldn't have paid more attention to it!"

Kenneth immediately snapped a bitter shout, interrupting Servant's defense.

Generally speaking, the Master and Servant who have made a contract will communicate to each other through breath whenever one of them is in crisis. In fact, in the Einzbelen Forest, Lancer used this method to rescue Kenneth at the last moment.

However, this time, because Lancer and Sola did not conclude a formal contract according to the rules of contract magic, they entered the battle. Lancer only protects Sola out of his obligation to Kenneth, which becomes a source of disaster.

To be honest, Lancer was able to spot that something was wrong this time, not because of the contract, but because of an intuitive sense.

After all, Sora is also Lancer's Master, and it may be impossible to detect it if she is far away, but this time it is actually quite close.

It's a pity that it's still a step late.

As a result, by the time Lancer returned to the roof of the Winterwood Center building after the battle, Sora's figure, which had been there, had long since disappeared, and only the blood splattered on the ground showed the seriousness of the matter.

The only thing that is certain is that Sora is alive. The magical supply that kept Lancer in this world and energized his actions flowed unimpeded into his body. There was no doubt that she had been kidnapped, but it seemed that the perpetrators did not intend to kill her.

If it were another Servant, it might be possible to sense her general location through the way of mana supply. Unfortunately, due to the fact that Lancer has entered into an irregular contract - the contractor and the mana provider are two different people, the perception of the mana provider is obviously very weak. Even if he could surmise that Sora was still alive, he couldn't sense where the magic came from. Searching for Sola in Xindu without any clues is like looking for a needle in a haystack. In the end, he had to come back alone. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Follow from ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter ddxiaoshuo), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account! (To be continued......)