Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

The man who indirectly destroyed the Roman Empire.

Among them, I actually became his accomplice!

Even after nearly two thousand years of this shame and hatred, she will not forget it in the slightest.

I don't know why, seeing that heroic spirit named Moni and seeing her pair of dark eyes, her anger will rise uncontrollably.

The same eyes as that man!

Nasty eyes!

"Cough cough!"

Nero stood up suddenly, walked to Mordred, and patted her on the shoulder: "I said, can I sing too?"

The heroic spirit in black clothes and armor reluctantly handed her the microphone.

"Hmph! I'm a great artist! Singing is a piece of cake..."

After saying such words without shame, he cleared his throat and opened his red lips lightly...

Afterwards, everyone in KTV covered their ears...

Really ugly...

………………

Around ten in the morning the next day.

At the airport in Fuyuki City, a private plane landed.

A mother and daughter slowly came out of it.

"Is this Kiritsugu's hometown?"

Irisviel is holding her daughter's hand—I don't know what happened, but after summoning Saber, this naughty child-like woman has become very virtuous...

At this time, it was like a noble lady, holding her daughter and walking down the ladder calmly.

Emiya Kiritsugu who was following behind was really speechless.

You are much more naughty than your daughter!

What are you wearing?

"But this kind of calm and elegant has learned a lot."

He smiled softly, looked at Artoria with each other, a little embarrassed, and stretched out his hand gentlemanly: "Ladies first, please..."

Saber was still wearing the same white dress, like a lily, with her heroic face and brilliant golden hair, she was extremely beautiful.

He didn't know why she kept dressing like this.

The moment the four of them set foot on the winter wood, the Taoist priest in feather clothes sitting silently in the courtyard opened his eyes with extremely complicated eyes.

..............................

Thanks to Xiaolang for the ten knives, thanks to Boli's god, Canglong Shana, Shiso Heng, Shiwu Da Dior (no!), Atlantis' blade and monthly pass, thanks to Shisi Heng for the reward.

Thank you for your recommendation, huh, there is still the last chapter left in the Xingyue prequel, and I feel complicated.

Chapter 115 Chapter [-] In this bachelor chapter, the winner in life must die

"Lia..."

Liangyi was about to stand up, but the sword intent she felt in her heart hadn't really dissipated, but instead was imprinted in her sea of ​​consciousness.

This sword intent is so familiar, this is the sword that Liangyi was about to kill Mordred "ten years ago" in the established trajectory, and was counterattacked by dying.

Those intense and extreme emotions gradually brewed and fermented in the next thousands of years, subtly changing the ruthless heart that gradually became the same as the Taoist ancestor.

"Hate and love have always been two sides of the same coin."

Black hair fluttering in the wind, he is still the same person now, all the memories of the past have slowly turned into old wine, and he takes a sip from time to time.

Later, he knew how his daughter loved him.

Later, he knew how Arturia loved herself in the past.

And Eri and Illya...

There are many, many girls.

However, that is separated by countless worlds, no matter how much they miss, no matter how much they worry about, they don't know or hear, they can only bring a pot of sake with the old alcoholic in this shrine on the night of the full moon, or that old drunkard. The little alcoholic in the shrine got drunk and used the drink to forget his worries.

If you can forget it...

"If I am no longer King Arthur, will you go?"

In the distant past, the blond girl who looked like a boy since she was a child was nestled in his arms, and her long hair that was usually coiled behind her head fell down at this moment, like an undulating golden river.

The pure white armor was exactly the same as today. It was the wedding dress they wore when they got married. He liked this suit very much, it was very beautiful and good-looking.

The morality in his eyes slowly dissipated in this plain question.

He lowered his head, put his chin on the top of the girl's head, and stroked it carefully.

This is his wife. Since she was born many years ago, and now, in the time that has been somewhat forgotten, he has only loved such a girl.

No matter how many people he will love in the future, this stubborn, silent, and stubborn girl is always the first person he falls in love with.

He liked her appearance very much, with her delicate facial features, long golden hair, and petite body.

He loves her inside very much, whether it is strong, clumsy, or silent, he likes Arturia who carries everything by himself.

Once, he liked everything about her, no matter its advantages or disadvantages.

Now, he loves everything about her, and because of love, he respects her.

Arturia, he loved her very much.

"I didn't say I was leaving, my Liya."

The man's questioning tone slightly dispelled the deepest worry in the girl's heart.

"Even if I leave, there will still be Moni with you..."

These words never came out.

Five hundred years ago, following the predestined line of marriage, he went west to Hanguan, traveled thousands of miles, and came to this barren land. Everything he did was to hold this woman in his arms.

He looked up at the sky.

"The flower of the sweet potato, its leaf Qingqing. Knowing that I am like this, it is better to have no life!"

"How could it be worse than Wusheng?"

His real name is Xu, and his name cannot be said. If he had to say it, he could be called Xu Kaizhi according to the practice of naming in Tianshidao.

(Who told you that Taishang Daozu must be named Li? You are not from the same world!)

If these three characters are pronounced in Luoyang dialect, they would mean "refining emptiness and combining Taoism" in ancient bronze inscriptions.

The breath became hot in her neck full of fragrance: "Lia, I want to have another daughter..."

The woman in her arms almost softened into a puddle of water, and the water in her eyes could even overflow. The usually calm voice became extremely delicate: "Don't..."

"No means yes, I know, leave the rest to me..."

He smiled slightly, imprinting this rare shyness and coquettishness in his heart.

Even if it is in harmony, he will never forget it.

………………

Today is twenty-five, Christmas.

The weather on this day was very good, with heavy snow falling all over the city.

"Monnie..."

Liangyi wanted to hold her daughter's hand, it was a cold little hand, and because of the magic power of the Great Holy Grail, it temporarily had a real body.

Mordred was dragged by him reluctantly, and cried outside all night before being summoned back by a command spell.

Now, he still has two bars on the back of his right hand.

From doing backwards to backwards two...

Holding her soft little hand, walking on the street, just like it was [-] years ago.

The petite girl still has a straight face, so she won't forgive him.

Don't forgive him so easily...

Glancing secretly at his father's side face, he blushed again after thinking of something.

"Monnie."

Unlike father and daughter, they are like brothers and sisters. On this festive day, they wandered the streets, looked at the Santa Claus on the street, and looked at the rows of Christmas trees with colorful lights. It was a sea of ​​celebration.

"How about this dress?"

Mordred pouted, and his little mouth moved: "...um."

She didn't wear the black clothes and black armor that symbolized her confrontation with the pure white King of Knights. This dress was a dark casual women's suit that suited her very well. Apart from her innate heroic appearance, she also wore it a little more. The naughty of the little daughter's family.

Standing still in front of her, reaching out to brush off the snowflakes on her head, Liang Yi wanted to lower his head to look at this girl with complicated eyes until she raised her head.

Those stubborn and stubborn eyes.

I couldn't suppress my liking in my heart, and kissed Mo Ni lightly on the forehead: "Smile, okay? Dad likes the way you smile the most. You are so fleshy and have a runny nose..."

"How can people have it!"

Moni was habitually coquettish, then straightened up again.

He had no choice but to hug his daughter on this street, ignoring everyone's gaze.

own first daughter.

"Would you like to smile, my little princess?"