I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Kurumi had a bitter face, she could only hope that the Lord didn't remember her memories when she manifested.

"Hi~" She waved to Saber.

Saber was silent, putting his right hand on his face, and slowly took off his hideous visor.

The pale golden pupils showed an inhuman posture, burning like a cold flame, just like a pair of dragon eyes.

"Ha..." With a long sigh, she didn't seem to be used to speaking.

Saber lowered her head, the hole in her chest that was torn open by Wanfu Bingying was repairing quickly, but she still saw it and realized what kind of attitude this body came in.

She looked at her hand holding the jet-black holy sword. The photons covered in red halo were constantly rising and escaping. This body probably wouldn't last long.

Until then...she has something to do.

He suddenly raised the holy sword and slashed towards Kuangsan.

"I think I heard someone mocking me just now?" Saber smiled coldly, Jian Feng tore off the robe on Kuang San's chest, and a snow-white gully appeared in front of her.

shaking~~~

She was even more ashamed.This, this... This guy jumped up and sneered.

"Sine!"

The two were running happily in the moonlight.

After a long time, Saber and Kurumi sat quietly on the embankment of the Weiyuan River, looking at the unreal Fuyuki Xindu in the distance across the devastated scene.

"How have these years... been?" Pale golden pupils stared at the other side quietly.

For Saber, the difference between Avenger and Avenger seemed to be imminent, but it was just a long dream.

But... she still remembered that little girl, stubbornly manipulating the shadow, and then looking sad.

Probably... it's been ten years, isn't it.

"Ala, it's not bad." Kuang San leaned forward with his hands on his thighs.

"Sakura misses you so much."

"I know, I live with Sakura right now."

"I see... that's great." The pitch-black Saber's voice was cold, with a rustling touch, but it was surprisingly pleasant.

Kurumi looked at her, holding the class card, hesitantly asked.

"You... need me to help you make your wish come true?"

By wielding all power and using the Twelve Bullets, you can go back nearly 100 years.

There is no restriction of resurrection coins in this world, the big deal is to pay a few coins, even if it is the Twelve Relay Bullets, he can go back directly to surprise Saber.

"Have you become so strong?" Saber didn't answer directly, just looked at the holy sword in his hand.

No no no... It's just that I was weakened at the beginning, Kurumi grinned and didn't say anything.

"Thank you..." It's not easy for Saber Alter to say thank you, she chuckled. "But... next time you actually see me, ask me again."

Saber looked at his gauntlet, which had become translucent because of the large amount of mana escaping.

There was something in her heart that she didn't say.

When she chose to sign a contract with Inhibition, there was no turning back.

It is a wonderful feeling to see the moonlight through my own hands.

Kuangsan took out his treasure, a bottle of magic juice, and handed it to Saber.

"Do you want to stay? I'll support you!" Although cheating the medicine from the main body is a very difficult thing, but you can still do it yourself.

She glanced at Saber's delicate pale lips.

"No...that's fine~" Inserting the holy sword on the bank, Saber stretched her waist, revealing her slightly undulating curves.

Kurumi looked at Saber's chest.

She apologized, this is not an airport, there is still an uphill.

Suddenly, Kuang San seemed to remember something, and hurriedly took out the potato chips he had just unpacked from the shadow and handed them to Saber.

"No~~"

Saber stretched out her hand to pick it up, but before she could touch it, she had already turned into a spirit child in the sky.

Until the end, she lightly licked the corner of her lips.

It seems that I am still reminiscing the taste of refreshing cucumber-flavored potato chips, and... that slight sweet and greasy fragrance.

"Goodbye...Avenger."

"No... Tokisaki Kurumi."

The mirror interface without the support of the heroic spirit collapsed, making a cracking sound.

In the empty and broken world, only a pitch-black holy sword remained quietly inserted into the dam.

Chapter 35 The baby's heart is bitter, but I dare not say it, let's carry the pot like this