My Mom Sandy Love Song

Looking back, he saw his Master Luo Xie was waving to him on the city wall.

Although he could see the other party, but the distance was too far to communicate with him, so he used Nian Hua to communicate with himself.

"It's dangerous."

"Yes! Well, when you come back... can you take a look at the puppet I made!? I think it should be very good this time!"

Oh——Avis Bron nodded in admiration.

My Master's enthusiasm for golems is quite strong.

As soon as you give him a suggestion, he will correct it immediately, and then move towards a higher goal.

If it was during his lifetime, he might have kept him by his side as an apprentice—he is indeed a rare talent.

More importantly, he is also very satisfied that there are still families inheriting the secret arts created by himself and his ancestors.

"I'll check it out sometime."

"Yes, it is!"

Although Luo Xie didn't seem to have said enough, he lowered his head a little shyly.

"Having said that, I'm very bad at dealing with young children."

He was weak and sick before his death, and he lived in an environment with almost no communication with people for many years. He was almost insulated from children, and this kind of admiration for himself would only confuse him.

What an ironic thing this is.

The self who strives to create the original human being with the goal of recreating the miracle of God actually hates human beings.

"—It's really impossible."

It would be deceiving to say that he has no qualms about using the magician as Adam's hearth.

Should I use Gorde who lost Saber, or Colles who lost Berserker...

Although Avis Bron wanted to build a better Noble Phantasm, there was no other choice but them... It was a bit of a pity for him.

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"Is it over? Uncle Danik, he already..."

Fiore sat in a wheelchair, looking at the seam between the scorched battlefield and the shrinking foreign land.

Chiron also just ended the battle with the opponent Rider who couldn't decide the winner, and was rushing back to her side.

Danik Yugdomirenia, who was integrated with Vlad III, has been reduced to ashes, and the girl knows what all this means.

Next, she will become the temporary patriarch of the Thousand Boundary Tree Clan, leading the camp that has lost half of its followers to continue the Holy Grail War until death.

"—Damn it! If only I could have made up my mind to use the second command spell at that time."

Coles slammed his fist hard on the stone wall, and blood immediately flowed from the bruised skin.

In the battle just now, his servant Frankenstein was regarded as a sacrificial child to destroy the red Saber, but it turned out that he was not able to complete the task.

At the moment when the red Saber was about to be killed, Shishi Jie used the command spell to teleport her away.

After the dust of tonight's battle settled, he left the room wordlessly, venting his inner anger on the corridor wall.

In any case, Cowles is unwilling to expose his shameful side in front of other magicians.

"...That was not your mistake."

Probably sensing her younger brother's lament, Fiore chased after him and comforted him.

However, Coles shook his head and denied her statement, and shouted: "No, this was my mistake! I knew that the other party also had Command Seals, but I still decided to let go of the gamble!

It `s my mistake.If the opponent's Command Seal was activated a few seconds later... If I had been determined to use the Command Seal for support a few seconds earlier, this would not have been the result!

I won't let that guy... I won't let Berserker die in vain! "

It was my mistake, my misjudgment—Cawles fell into deep self-blame.

But from Fiore's point of view, he was half right and half wrong.

In the process of confronting the red Saber, Coles and Berserker have undoubtedly done their best.It's just that the strength of the opponent is even better.

"At least the other party was seriously injured, right?"

That was no senseless sacrifice, Fiore thought.

However, Coles, who is a magician, shook his head and denied: "That's only to the extent that it can be easily repaired with healing magic... Leave me alone, sister, go back quickly."

"but--"

"Leave me alone, let's go."

Hearing Coles said so in an involuntary tone, Fiore had no choice but to turn around and return to the room to continue to take charge of the combat command.

Coles, who was left alone, leaned against the wall of the corridor and covered his face with his hands.

Now no matter how much you regret and how much you sigh, it won't help.

...The Black Berserker is dead.

Coles' Holy Grail War also ended at this moment.

The Command Seal disappeared, and the connection with the servant was completely severed.

This kind of pain like being dug through the chest is much more uncomfortable than imagined.

Even so, Coles actually has a considerable degree of awareness as a magician.

You may die, you may be killed, you may kill someone else.

In the worst case, the entire family, including his sister, might be killed——he had such an awareness.

But the pain that was stirring his chest right now belonged to another dimension entirely.

This was a pain he had never imagined before summoning the Servant to join the war.

He really didn't expect that the death of Berserker the Black would scar him so deeply.

"I can't do anything for her..."

A girl who obviously has a human appearance but is forced to act like a monster wants to have such a small wish of "love".

Feeling extremely remorseful for not being able to fulfill her wish, Coles experienced the bitterness of growing up in this Holy Grail War.

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"... Huh, call it a day."

Rhodes stood on the scorched earth and let out a long sigh of relief.

Dracula, Musashi, Karna and Frankenstein, a total of four riders exited tonight.

He wanted to chat with Musashi more, but he had a hunch that he would see that guy again soon.

Probably realizing that the general situation was over, the remaining followers of Yugdomirenia began to retreat one after another.

Unless the red side, who is also heavily exhausted, plans to fight with him next, the battle tonight will come to an end.

In tonight's battle, both the red and black sides lost a certain amount of staff, but overall, the black side lost more.

Rhodes checked the list of survivors of the chicken eating battle in his mind.

Black: Archer Chiron, Rider Avisblon, Caster Aleister, Assassin Gama

Red side: Saber? ? ? , Archer Atalanta, Rider Achilles, Caster Shakespeare, Assassin Semiramis

"The situation is not optimistic for the Thousand Boundary Tree family. Well, this is not something I should consider. And the red side is also a rebellious person per capita."

The ensuing battle situation is simply a mess...

Anyway, let's meet up with Aige and Joan first, and then go home with them. I've been sweating for a long time today.

Just as he was thinking this, Rhodes sensed that something was rapidly approaching him from behind.

Ling Lie's magic power shattered the tranquil air of the night, and the opponent had no intention of hiding his killing intent.

"Hey, hey... isn't it, you still plan to fight? Then I will accompany you to the end."

With that said, Rhodes turned around and raised his tin staff towards the visitor: "Good evening—uh."

Halfway through.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Rhodes hesitantly put down the tin staff that was held in the air.

On the other side, the attackers showed no hesitation or scruples.

"—Drink!"

The slender right foot rolled up the magic gust, turned into a gorgeous high kick, and hit Rhodes' head heavily.

"Gah-"

This blow, full of endless anger and resentment, firmly knocked Rhodes to the ground.

The invincible Caster fell down, rolled his eyes and passed out.

"It's still the same as before."

Atalanta snorted, stared at Caster lying on the ground in big characters, clapped his hands, and then carried Rhode's body on his shoulders.

"It's so heavy... Is this the weight of a man? It's different from before."

The huntress raised her eyebrows unhappily, picked up Rhodes, and disappeared on the battlefield like the wind.

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373 The empress is anxious, the saint suffers, loves the song...

After the battle, [Vanity's Sky Garden] was shrouded in silence and stability.

Between the thrones, Semiramis looked around and asked, "Where are the Archers?"