"Even though you're a master, even the tastiest heart isn't particularly tasty.

In contrast, we think that the souls of the bad guys, especially the bad magicians and bad servants, are filthy and tastier. ”

The perverted ogre, who swallowed Fiore's heart in his stomach, licked the blood on his hands, and said to the dead wheelchair girl in a rather pure and innocent childlike voice with a little regret.

"Little children?"

Rider looked at the skinny assailant in amazement, a little girl with short hair, presumably an upper-elementary school student, but she was dressed quite ...... Gongkou, the small underwear that can cover the most important triangle, let the wearing of Qi b...... The riders in hip-length skirts all blushed.

Even though the skirt was very short, at the very least, Rider had a skirt wrapped around the pants.

――However, it is said that if you want to wear a tight-fitting skirt that covers the hips, you must choose seamless underwear, thongs, or even C-pants that do not show any traces.

"Alas~ It doesn't look like you're the kind of servant who is particularly tasty, but don't worry, I'll responsibly send you to reunite with your master."

The little silver-haired girl, who looked cute, but had a scrawled scar on the right cheek, sighed and quickly stepped back, and the fog around her seemed to be alive, immediately filling the void she had left behind......

"You don't have to run away in vain, this fog is not something you can get out of just by running forward."

The voice of the little girl, who could still be seen faintly, came through the mist, and at the moment when her figure completely disappeared from rider's sight, rider's expression became dazed again.

"What the hell is this...... What did the servant do, I forgot everything! ”

Rider muttered to herself in an unusually deep voice, and then she grabbed the dagger in her hand.

This was the second attack, but she still couldn't find a way to defend herself against the other party's sneak attack, and before each attack, she was sure that she had discovered the breath leaking from the other party in advance, but the other party's attack was incredibly fast, and it seemed that she would definitely strike first before she could strike.

Moreover, the opponent's special attack, which is likely to be a curse, is not only dangerous, but can also be used again in a very strong time, which is simply outrageous!

Although Rider also knows that all the treasures and skills that are particularly powerful in a certain environment will be seriously weakened as soon as they are out of the environment suitable for their play, or they also have some special fatal weaknesses under this strength, but the problem now is that the other party still has the ability to erase their own information as soon as they disappear!

Maybe the next time the other party appears, she can try to rely on her speed to keep the other party from disappearing from her sight, and find out the other party's Achilles' heel in the meantime, but Rider is not confident that she can dodge the other party's sneak attack - at least in this poisonous fog that is obviously caused by the other party.

So, all she can do now is-

"Boom!"

Rider did not hesitate to use the short sword in his hand to penetrate his neck from the side, and then cruelly pushed the blade forward, cutting off half of her neck, along with her trachea, blood vessels, and esophagus.

"Wow ......"

In the severed carotid artery, blood sprayed into the air like a fountain, and then a huge magic array was formed in front of the "suicidal" rider, and then a white light flashed, and the thick fog was broken by something to open a straight channel, pointing obliquely to the starry sky, and the bright moonlight outside also shone in a little with the help of this channel.

"I actually ran out."

In the faint moonlight, the figure of the silver-haired girl slowly emerged, and she looked at the passage in the mist with some surprise, but even at the end of her sight, she did not see the servant who was completely powerless to resist just now.

"I'm sorry, Mom, because of our negligence, we let the servant escape.

We thought that by killing the Master before the other party used the Spell, the injured servant would just be able to turn into our snack......"

The frustrated little girl lowered her head, trying to explain her mistake to someone next to her.

"It's okay, haven't you already killed the master, did a good job."

A rather kind female voice rang out, and then out of the mist came a dressed ...... Fancy, not quite like a serious woman's young female surname.

She doesn't care about the like killing, it's not cold, it's not cruel, it's not fun, it's just that she doesn't care about anything but herself and the people she cares about.

No...... If it was the original, she didn't even care about herself, let alone anyone to care about, in other words, she didn't care about anything and lived like a walking corpse all the time.

However, now she has also changed a little, and after seeing the past of these children in her sleep, she ......

"Mom, in that case, can you touch our heads again?"

The little silver-haired girl, who still had the blood in Fiore's body on her hands, raised her face and looked expectantly at her mother, who was also the master, and made a rather trivial request.

"Of course."

Like a real mother, Lingxia, the sixth guide, with a warm smile, gently stroked the head of this little hunter murderer until she narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

If you don't look at the corpse of the poor beautiful girl who fell not far away, and even farther away, in Artoria and Elizabeth? The corpse of the same miserable death near the place where Bathory, the offbeat lancer, once fought, must have been a very heartwarming picture.

If you just focus the camera on Lingxia the Sixth Guide and Jack the Ripper, no one would have thought that these two people had killed several people in a rather curious way not long ago, even though they were all Jack the Ripper.

"Thank you, Mom."

After being praised and treated gently, Jack the Ripper's joy was beyond words, and being able to fulfill the child's wishes made Lingxia, the sixth director, who was a "mother", also very happy.

I want to be happy.

It was a pure, simple, and incredibly innocent wish—and that was why neither the murderer nor her mother could ever fulfill it, a small wish. (To be continued.) )