The night before the opening of the festival, one of the "Seven Sages" of the Church, Kiritsugu Emiya, quietly entered the study of the current Pope of the Church, Ken D. Ki.

That night, no one knew what the brains of the church had said to the Pope, only the Pope's personal bodyguard, the knights, knew that the lights in the Pope's study continued to be on until more than three o'clock in the morning.

And when Emiya Kiritsugu came out, his eyes were bloodshot at some point, and only the almost negligible slight upturn at the corner of his mouth proved that it seemed to be a pleasant conversation.

Actually, this discussion between only two people should have lasted longer, but considering that tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the festival, and the old pope must not make any mistakes, he has to choose to rest.

With so many foreign airships to house, the old Pope has been constantly expending his mana for the past few days to keep that extra space stable.

Space magic, this itself is a mysterious secret method, if there is a slight mistake, it is easy to cause the collapse of space, and a collapse will produce spatial turbulence, this mysterious turbulence is enough to crush any object in it.

As a user of space magic, the old Pope knew better than anyone else how important the stability of a space was, and there was no room for the slightest mistake for the airships and staff that stayed in the extra expansion area.

It is precisely for this reason that this gray-haired old man looks even older. Once there is a little lack of sleep on the first day, it is particularly easy to get sleepy on the second day. If something goes wrong at the opening ceremony, it will not be the face of the Pope alone, but the face of the whole church.

After rearranging the information that Kiritsugu had just told him, the old pope extinguished the magic lamp in his study, and when he returned to his room, the sleepy old man fell asleep.

In the dream, he saw a peaceful scene of the future world.

On a leisurely afternoon, his lovely granddaughter, Lu Jiu, was bringing her daughter and husband to have a picnic with the old man, while the old Pope was happily enjoying his family......

The long-awaited festival is finally here

Early the next morning, the snooze-loving Lu Jiu was forced to open her eyes helplessly under the ** offensive of her friends.

Scratching her messy hair, Lu Jiu glanced at the kitten alarm clock made based on Harpy.

After seeing clearly that the hour hand on Harpy's belly was still only pointing to the position of 5, an inexplicable resentment suddenly expanded infinitely on Lu Jiu's body, "What! It's not even five o'clock, why is everyone so noisy!Is it difficult for me to sleep for a while!?"

"I'm sorry, Captain Lujiu." Pressing the still noisy Harpy alarm clock, Tolia added an honorific to Lou Jiu's name for the first time in a long time, "We have to pick up little Emma at seven o'clock and go to Mr. Bullitt first. Please keep my respects to the Captain, and as a knight, I really don't want to be compared to those people in the church."

"I see, Leah, you must have been provoked by the paladins of the church, I can understand that, but it's twenty minutes before five o'clock! Splashing feebly on the pillow, Lujiu's bloodshot eyes revealed to Tolia the lengthy message of "halving your meal without giving me a reasonable explanation".

"Ahem... The previous one was just a warm-up..."Clearing her throat in embarrassment, Toria put the hubby alarm back on, "Alright, Captain, you still have seventeen minutes to rest!"

"Hey!!" looked at Tolia as she exited her room, and in a fit of rage, Lujiu threw out a pillow that still had her body temperature left, but unfortunately it didn't hit Toria, but was thrown against the wooden door that was locked up at incredible speed.

"Ahh!!h

Outside the door, after the girls who heard Lu Jiu's roar glanced at each other's tails and ears on their partners, they all laughed in tacit understanding, "That's right, we're beasts, but it's all thanks to you!"

Seventeen minutes later...

Half-asleep and half-awake entered the bathroom, and Lu Jiu's happy day officially began.

Since today is a special day, Elusa did not ask Lujiu to wear clothes that looked very "pleasing to the eye".

Looking at the clothes that belonged to the normal category in her hands in surprise, Lu Jiu couldn't help but look at Elusa with concerned eyes, "Eh, sacrificial clothes, isn't Elusa in the mood to toss me because of the eldest aunt today!?"

"Stupid Lu Jiu, what's the matter with your rude eyes!"

Habitually wanted to attack the two soft flesh on Lu Jiu's chest, but halfway through this action, he was forcibly interrupted by Elusa herself, "Forget it, for the sake of today's good day, the account will be left for later."

looked inexplicably serious. [,!] came to Elusa, and after putting on her sacrificial clothes, Lujiu couldn't help but fold her hands and pray to the sky, "O all-knowing and all-powerful god of light, thank you for letting Elusa know her way..."

Don't say it, Lu Jiu really looks like a saint like this, at least Elusa almost can't control herself from pounced.

After eating the breakfast carefully prepared by Asuna, Lujiu successfully received the cute little one according to the agreed position with little Emma.

Next, it is Mr. Bullitt, who is about to enter the marriage hall with little Emma and her employer in the next few years.

Maybe today Lu Jiu and his party really received special care from Lady Luck, and no matter what they did, everything went exceptionally smoothly.

And in the unconscious labor, the time has come to nine o'clock, when this year's festival officially opens.

ps: Today I had an in-depth discussion with another real author friend, and after the other party knew the results of this book, he was severely complained.

At the beginning, I insisted on my own point of view.,If you want to open a new book,,It must be opened after writing this book.,And there is no plan to change the vest.Of course, it's still this plan now.,But really speaking.,As the friend said,The results of this book are really bad and can't be worse.,And there are five thousand collections.,There are only a few dozen subscriptions per day.,Even if it's an average subscription, it's only 142.,From these data, it can be roughly seen that there are really few readers who are reading.

Although this is inseparable from my own discontinuity, vague outline, lack of sophistication and maturity in writing, and sometimes I don't even know what I wrote, I really don't want to give up on this first novel in my life.

Well, that's all for gossip, the evil above is just a complaint from the heart of the author who fights the streets...

Thank you so much to everyone who has supported me

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