The Endless Shuttle

"With your psychic qualifications, you should have helped to contribute to the church. But I am really old. The day when I am called by God is just around the corner. At least I don't want to see my granddaughter walk up to my son until I close my eyes. Lao Lu, I don’t want others to intervene in Fuyuki’s affairs, so the role of the overseer of the Holy Grail War let me take this old bone again. Karen, you don’t need to worry, just treat it as my end to the past century. Right." Yan Fengli said just as it was.

From the time he entered the third Holy Grail War when he was young until today, he has spent his whole life on the Holy Grail ceremony in the city of the Far East Island. Naturally, he also needs the movement of the Holy Grail War in the end to play the dying joy of Yan Fengli.

In addition, he didn't want to lose his blood heir again when he was dying.

"Yes." Karen lowered his head and responded softly.

Maybe after a while, she might even be sent out of Fuyuki City temporarily. It would be a pity not to see the strange battlefield intertwined with heroes.

The girl is still a little interested in the legendary omnipotent cup-although it is an imperfect ritual that has been performed four times, it is not until the fourth time that it truly has the user.

Lunar Sunday is the beginning of a new round.

After Karen made breakfast for his grandfather, he went to the church to worship and study as a nun.

Although she disagrees with the doctrine itself, in order to be recognized by the church as soon as possible to inherit this grandfather's efforts, Karen is still very serious in learning.

Including mysticism and all kinds of knowledge, the girl absorbed all of it like a sponge, without a trace of omission, and her talent even surpassed her father who had been a substitute.

Until noon, after the heavy practice, Karen took a short rest and started today's work.

——Procurement of food materials and production of holy water.

But because the preparation of holy water requires the guidance of his grandfather, Karen chose to do the food reserve work first.

Putting on a dark blue nun outfit with white lining for going out, the silver-haired and golden-eyed girl picked up her handbag and walked out of the church, gently closing the wooden door.

Every move is decent, and it can be seen that Yan Fengli is spending a lot of effort on Karen's education.

Walking down the long ramp on the high platform looking at the sea, the girl walked towards the city like this.

It’s a bit far away. The place where the church was built is the very edge of the new capital, and the ingredients and necessities that Karen wants to buy are not available in the old streets. They have to go further to the city center.

It took about an hour and a half from the arrival and selection to the return journey after the purchase.

The girl's feet are a little sore, and her physique is far inferior to that of her father Yanfeng Qili. She is a typical frail young lady. Karen didn't care much about this. She didn't think she would have the opportunity to engage in any heavy physical work. Her future had already been written, and the rest was just a step-by-step walk.

"I bought a little too much..."

The girl loosened the bag full of dangdang and sat on the bench to take a rest.

She glanced over the passing pedestrians, and some of them were even familiar with believers who had prayed in the church.

There is no way. Fuyuki City is just such a big place. She has stayed here ten years ago, and her memory is not bad, and she can't be familiar with it anymore.

Although there is no real friend so far, Karen doesn't feel lonely, and her feelings in this area are unexpectedly weak.

...Well, maybe the eldest lady from Tosaka's family counts as one. Karen thought of the daughter of the land manager.

Her father is his father’s master, so after coming to Fuyuki City, Karen was taken for granted by Yan Feng Rizhao to visit the Tosaka family of an orphan and widow mother. They may be rare friends who grew up. .

As her gaze continued to shift, Karen "sees" a dazzling silver among the many black hairs.

With her hair of the same color and turquoise pupils, the girl seemed to have come out to buy, hopping around on the other side of the road.

……A rare foreigner, will he come from the same hometown as me?

Karen thought, but before she could see the result, a violent cough robbed her of her attention.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

The pain that had never happened before hit, and the lungs were burning like fire. Karen took away the palm that covered her mouth, and there was a dazzling red on the palm.

--Blood?

Karen was very puzzled. Although her body was delicate, it was not to the point of coughing up blood.

Immediately, the girl didn't have time to care about this.

The end of the prelude was accompanied by the appearance of the feature film. Karen was like being beaten into a terrible hell. Her whole body started to hurt, and wounds continued to surface on her skin, and they became more and more intense.

"Spirit barrier...?" The girl murmured to herself with a pale face.

She knew what her qualifications were, and she also knew the name of that qualification from her grandfather.

-"Media quality of abused spirits."

As long as there is a demon close to it, a spiritual barrier will appear. It is a rare aptitude that can be used as a radar. The price is that the manifestation of the spiritual barrier is "injured." Many years ago, Karen had experienced a spiritual barrier, but it was far less painful. That time, Yan Fengli happened to be by her side, helping her deal with the woman who was surrounded by demons. It was also the time when Yan Fengli learned of Karen’s aptitude, so he said, "With your psychic Qualifications are supposed to help the church."

But this time is different.

The pain flooded into Karen's brain like a tide, almost suffocating her.

... Is that girl a demon?

She fell off the bench and fell to the ground. The plastic bag beside her was taken off, and the food was scattered all over the floor.

In the blurred vision, Karen saw a girl with silver hair and blue eyes walking towards her, but she didn't have the strength to move a finger.

The girl walked in front of Karen, knelt down and looked at her curiously.

"Boy, can you see me?" the girl asked in a lively tone, listening to Karen's ears was tantamount to a murmur of death.

"..." Karen didn't speak, as if her vocal cords were also beginning to break.

A state of extreme weakness.

"Is that so." The girl understood something.

"Will the spirit's revelation be used as an early warning in the form of hurting yourself? Well, interesting ability. Although I didn't plan to do anything, you are really unlucky enough to be forced to this point by your own ability." She His eyes widened and his smile twisted.

"It just so happens that I'm worrying, you're hitting my eyes, so come and share the worry for me, right?"

"..."

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your default!" The girl nodded contentedly.

"Anyway, it's all death. I'll help you extend your life for a while. It will not be too late for you to die after my little cutie comes back. Painful death and death turned into ingredients are death anyway, there is no difference. Right? Right?"

"..."

"Well, it's great."

The vision has become obstructed, and the girl's appearance in Karen's eyes gradually blurred.

Yourself, are you dying?

Died in the hands of the devil--