The Endless Shuttle

'Do not! It's just a casual comment from your subordinates, please don't care! ’Quiet explained in a panic.

"Um... well, anything is good."

After the events of the night, Luo Pei had a better understanding of the loyal character of the purple-haired girl, and naturally he did not pursue it too much.

He looked at Ling Shu on the back of his hand and said.

"Even if your true desire is to be reborn, I won't care. One part of my wish is to let Saber qualify as a living creature. It is not a big problem to bring you."

Last time I watched Saber disappear from his eyes, this time Rope not only wanted to turn this world into his territory, but also to leave behind the British knight he admired.

As for Saber's wish, instead of letting her continue to struggle with ridiculous tragic wishes in the reincarnation, it is better to cut the mess with a knife and give the girl a happy life.

——Rope sharpened the knife by himself.

‘! ’

Rope's words made Tranquil heart beat abruptly.

What followed was uncontrollable ecstasy.

If she can come back to life, she will no longer be limited by the time of the Holy Grail War, and she can stay by the person she wants forever.

‘Are you...really willing to give this grace to me! ’

"Guess what? Miss Assassin."

Rope smiled gently.

"Today, let's conclude the contract."

Hearing the words, he clutched his chest quietly and speechlessly.

The spiritualized, she stared at the black-haired youth in front of her, with joy, disbelief, and gratitude in her eyes. All kinds of complex emotions finally condensed, converged, and turned into the deep love buried in the purple eyes.

——It's great to meet you.

Chapter 59 Delusion Poison

Meishui Ayako's old house is still a bit far away from his residence. When Luo Pei and Jing Mi returned home, the entire Fuyuki City had completely recovered from the quiet of the night. The city is like a bear waking up from hibernation, silently enduring the painful wounds left by the heroes.

Just as humans get used to pain, this city has almost gradually become numb under the successive ravages.

After the entrance is the hallway, and then the living room, but there is no one in the spacious living room.

Upstairs...

After confirming that Saber was at home, Rope threw himself on the sofa, rubbing against the pillow happily.

Last night, he was satisfied in every sense.

The assassin with short purple hair was relieved from the spiritualization. She opened the thin window, letting the smell of mud float in from the yard after the rain, replacing the dull air.

"Would you like some tea?"

"Oh……"

Luo Pei squeezed his face out of the cushion and looked at the graceful back of the tea set squatting in front of the small cabinet.

Among the women he has seen, apart from the Roman tyrant, this Assassin has the most proud figure, and his brown skin brings a different kind of charm.

"Besides the work of assassination, does Hasan even have to learn this skill?"

Rope looked at the quiet and skillful movements and asked:

"Or is it just your personal interest?"

"Well...If you have to say it, it's a luxury interest." Quietly replied softly.

"In my time, only princes and nobles could drink tea as a drink. So out of curiosity, after becoming the leader of the sect, he became a "bad habit." "

It's just for self-entertainment.

For others, whether it is tea or coffee, or alcohol that violates the precepts, the drink made by this poisonous woman has only one purpose, and that is to take life.

——Not everyone has the life to enjoy the service of this purple mandala.

"Is it the Seljuk Empire in the eleventh century? At that time, the transportation was not convenient, and with the laws of prohibition, tea was really precious..."

Luo Pei sighed and took the tea from Quiet.

Taking a sip, he frowned deeply.

The smell is a bit weird.

The bitterness of the tea leaves is completely absent, but instead it has a sweet, fine musky flavor that hits the forehead.

Seeing Luo Pei drinking his tea, the quiet body holding the porcelain plate shook, suddenly remembering something, and widening the purple eyes under her mask in panic.

The easy interaction with Rope for a short time made the girl almost forget the characteristics of her body.

"Did you add anything?" Rope asked.

Quietly silent for a moment, then confessed.

"...Yes. Master. There is poison in the tea."

She has been trying her best to avoid matters about the treasure, worrying about Rope's attitude if she knows the details.

Quiet feels heartfelt upset about this.

But there is no way to be uneasy, the result of carelessness, at this time the master clearly asked, she can neither lie nor be vague, it is a violation of the oath.

"poison?"

Rope repeated the sentence and drank the poisoned tea without paying attention.

Putting down the teacup, he smiled and looked at the assassin under the bone mask.

"Don't be afraid. Your behavior has gained my trust, just explain the reason. I don't think Miss Assassin is so stupid that she wants to use poison to kill me who is trying to help you achieve your wish?"

Not to mention the natural resistance of the Naphiris to "poisons", if Assassin really intends to do it at this point in time, then Rope will have to doubt whether her sanity is online.

"--Thanks for your trust."

The girl stepped back two steps, as if she had deliberately let Rope see clearly, she slowly untied the black gloves she put on her hands.

A short blade was held in her hand and pressed against her wrist.