My Mom Sandy Love Song

It is common knowledge that the Holy Grail War is a secret battle that is only held at night.

What's more, here is the urban area of ​​Tokyo with a population of tens of millions.

Rhodes raised his eyebrows: "... Is this okay? If you use the secret technique, you might be able to kill me? Why seal the treasure?"

"seal?"

Musashi laughed heartily.

"You are the one who sealed yourself, right? I haven't gotten to the point where I don't understand the style. It's obvious that you haven't used your real power."

While talking happily, she put the double swords into the scabbard, removed the gorgeous samurai attire, and the girl swordsman changed back to the original T-shirt and jeans.

Her actions marked the official end of the outpost of the Holy Grail War.

Gold seemed about to open his mouth to say something, but couldn't.

In the conversation between the magician and the female warrior, there is absolutely no room for me to intervene, and there is absolutely no room for others to intervene.

Rhodes said: "Okay. Then treat it as a draw."

Musashi said, "No, it's my complete defeat."

"Why do you say that? Even if the fight continues for a day and a night, there will be no winner."

The girl smiled and put a finger on her lips: "It is indeed as you said, but this time I lost.

As for the reason...it's a secret.But ah.Rhodes, you are indeed as great as the rumors say. "

This guy really knows me?

Rhodes narrowed his eyes, and now he has already recovered all his memories.

But in this long three-degree life, Miyamoto Musashi did not exist.

after all……

Where is it...

Musashi seemed very satisfied with Rhodes' reaction, showing a mean smile.

Then the body turned into a floating light, changing from a physical body back to a spiritual body.

"Rhode, let's meet again in Romania."

Musashi's words contained her uncharacteristically high expectations.

At this time, Rhodes didn't know yet.

The girl stretched her waist, turned and left gracefully.

"...Hmm. Sure enough, it's just as Tatsuka said, he's an interesting guy."

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343 The Weakest Class·Saber

Thus, the largest Holy Grail War in history-the Holy Grail War came to an end.

The defeat of the black side and the victory of the red side have been confirmed.

It is a pity that the wish cannot be granted because the function of the Great Holy Grail has stopped, but the huge reward from the Magic Association is also enough as a consolation.

With the Great Holy Grail no longer in operation, there is no need to argue about it now.

The Masters on the red side put their minds to rest in the back of the church, slowly healing the fatigue accumulated in the war.

"Everyone, it's really hard work for you."

Just like when we first met, the silver-haired and brown-skinned young priest handed out black tea to everyone.

Pure face, with a mature smile.

He is the supervisor of this Holy Grail War, Shirou Kotomine.

"Thanks."

The moment it was put into the mouth, the cool aroma immediately penetrated into the chest cavity, and it was extremely comfortable as if it was about to penetrate into the internal organs.

At the same time, it is also because of the smooth completion of the work—it has been a long time since I became a magician that I have been so comfortable.

“Very good tea.”

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Father Shiro, don't you want to drink?"

"No, although I'm good at making tea, I'm not used to drinking black tea—"

Father Shiro smiled wryly, and poured boiled water into his cup at the same time.

"Ah, that's right, that's right, I just remembered. Please hand over the Command Seals in your hands."

"Command Seal? Why?"

In the hazy thinking, a sense of disobedience flashed across.

Command spells...are very important...things...in order to win a war...must be firmly grasped...

Such thoughts arose in the minds of the five magicians.

Shirou said, "Oh, everyone, isn't the Holy Grail War over?"

"...Speaking of which, it's true."

"...That's right."

That's right, the Holy Grail War is over.

Although there was some trepidation in the middle, it was finally solved perfectly with the improvisation of the magicians.

Really an uphill battle.

"After all, I am an supervisor, so I must recover everyone's Command Seals to prepare for the next Holy Grail War. I am very sorry, but this must be—"

"There's no other way, anyway, it's pointless to keep holding it."

"...That's right."

"Why don't you ask the Church to pay the fee? As long as I pay money to receive the Command Seal—"

"Then we can accept it...but is it really okay?"

"Because it's the church that was asked to pay, not me. Let's take it as a small revenge for putting such a heavy responsibility on me, a young junior."

Seeing the naughty expression on the young man's face, everyone laughed naturally.

At the beginning of the war, I thought he was an assassin sent by the church and was wary of him. Now that I think about it after the end, he really worked very hard.

The magician said: "The heavy responsibility of the supervisor, I have really worked hard for you. Although we also want to repay your hard work—"

The priest said: "Please don't take this to heart. Because I also got very good things from you."

Immediately, someone asked what it was, and Shirou smiled elusively as usual and said:

"Of course it's your Master right." Shirou said with a smile.

Ah, that's what it is - someone replied.

"Is something like that enough?"

"Well, of course. Then, I'm going to prepare the ceremony of transferring the Command Seals now, please rest here first."

"Just do it."

——As a result, the mages didn't realize the unnaturalness of this matter until the very end, and they happily gave up the Command Seal, which was in a sense more important than life, to the smiling boy for free.

The war was over, and for them it was just waiting to be paid.

Speaking of which, there is one more thing that magicians can't figure out anyway.

Myself—how did the red team win?

It should have been something that was absolutely impossible to forget, but for some reason no one could remember the course of the battle.

But after a few sips of black tea, those things became indifferent.

What occupies the mind is a life of tranquility and depravity, no glory, no reputation, only a smooth time passing slowly and meaninglessly—

The five magicians sent by the Association to participate in the Holy Grail War closed their eyes in the church room.

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door of the apartment.

"Have you brought everything?"

Rhodes took the suitcase and satchel from Aige Shatiao, feeling very light.

"Yeah, I even brought my favorite frying pan with me. Hehe, I looked up the recipes of Romanian specialties last night. I'll make them for you later..."

"Is there any problem with the change of underwear?"

"...Ugh."

Ai Ge shyly pursed her lips, locked the door while nodding her head and said, "Because I don't know if I can buy a suitable size when I get there, so I brought them all with me."

"This, that's it...then let's go."

For some reason, Rhodes remembered the love song of running around in his room in summer wearing a suspenders.

After returning home in the morning, he truthfully told her what happened to the Master last night.

They summed up a little and decided to leave for Romania immediately.

"Such a thing happened...I'm really sorry that I couldn't help you. I'm really incompetent as a Master."

Aika lowered her head in frustration.

It seemed that she slept soundly last night, completely unaware of the fighting happening in downtown Tokyo.

Rhodes was a little surprised by this: the love song Shatiao here is slightly different from his mother, for example, he is a little sloppy.