Dark Soul Moon

Weber sat up from the bed, eyes dazed.

"What did I see?"

He was a little puzzled.

Then, the wide open windows blow cold air into the room, causing the magician to shudder and wake up quickly.

"Is that Saber's experience?"

Recalling what I have read in the book, it is possible for the master and the servant to dream of each other's experience.

"Lion Knight, is that so?"

Although I haven't come into contact with it personally, just looking at the back of that stalwart is enough to feel the strength of the other party.

Not to mention the story about the fire of destruction that Saber once mentioned.

History books never record this event.

It's right to think about it, no matter what the purpose is, the entire territory and the people on it will be completely destroyed.

Even the Magic Association might find it difficult to agree with this kind of behavior, because there is no way to cover it up.

"Hey, Master!"

The blond figure suddenly rushed into the room, grabbed his collar and ran to the bathroom.

With a green face, Weber was pushed to the sink by his servants.

"Ahem, cough, Saber, what are you doing!"

cried the magician angrily.

He was almost strangled.

"Master, I have to go out early today. I want to find out the scum of the abyss and kill her."

Mordred gritted his teeth and said.

"Why can the dregs who seek refuge in the abyss become heroic spirits?"

she thought.

"what?"

Weber froze.

He was a little confused from beginning to end yesterday.

In the beginning, Lancer and Caster fought, and then Saber suddenly rushed out for some reason, looking very angry.

Then later, Weber subconsciously found a place to hide.

In the end, Saber found him again.

"What are you talking about?"

The magician couldn't help asking.

"I'll talk about that guy Caster."

Mordred looked at his Master who was not moving, then she thought for a while and picked up the towel from the shelf.

"Wait, what do you want to do, Saber!"

Seeing the servants gradually approaching with towels, Waver felt a little flustered.

"Master, you are moving too slowly!"

Mordred's tone was a little dissatisfied.

"Don't come here!"

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"What's wrong with you, Weber?"

The kind old couple looked suspiciously at the dying grandson.

"...Nothing, I'm fine."

Wei Bo felt the burning pain on his face, and his face drooped.

Being forced to rub his face by his servant, the magician felt that the skin was about to be rubbed off.

If it wasn't for using magic to remove the redness on his face before he came out, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to explain the red marks on his face.

The blond girl beside her tilted her head and whistled.

…………

Magician walks on the road.

The servant followed him in casual clothes.

Along the way, the blond girl kept looking at Weber.

"...Saber, actually I..."