The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

The golden figures that appeared around Su Shu suddenly swayed and became dim.

only left

The two roads in front of him.

time.

Time seemed to freeze for an instant.

His spirit emerged in the middle of the round table meeting.

It was the will of the Knights of the Round Table who were bound by the Holy Lance XIII and lodged in Rungomigniad.

The phantom of the blond young man stared at Su Shu in a daze.

"you"

"Ask knowingly, don't talk nonsense, go away."

Kai laughed slowly, his figure swayed, and then disappeared.

Only the bright, holy figure of the King of Knights remained, staring blankly at the black-haired youth in front of him.

"Alvin"

Tears flowed down.

"Alvin, it's me

"But I, not him

Gazing at the holy and bright Arturia in front of her.

Su Shu sighed slowly.

He stepped forward and held out his hand.

500 years apart.

Gently wiped off the golden teardrops that fell down the cheeks for her.

"Long time no see, Arturia."

"I'll find you."

"Well, I'll wait."

Su Shu opened his hand, responding to her hug.

no touch

.

Only brilliant light.

The figure of the king of knights.

Slowly dissipated in the hug after 500 years

At the forefront of the red lightning crash.

The black-haired young man who was restrained and dormant all over his body slowly raised his dark eyes.

"Half, it should be enough."

Holy spear in hand.

In an instant, a light like the polar day burst out.

"It turned out to be

"Holy Lance, Rungomigniad."

Hartlem raised his right hand bitterly.

The Command Seal on the back of his hand emitted a scarlet light like blood.

“Rhongomyniad!!!”

"The spear that shines at the end——!!!"

"Faker is with me, teleport away."

boom--

An incomparably blazing gun of light suddenly soared into the sky, piercing through the night of London, sweeping away the dark twilight like day in an instant.

The figures of the black-haired woman and the red-haired man slowly disappeared into the light.

On a cloud-shrouded mountain peak.

The blue beauty stands in front of the cave in the mountain court.

Thousands of miles away from Britain, a witch who looks at the moonlight in a foreign land.

Suddenly, in a daze, he raised his eyes in a daze.

her gaze.

It seems to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant.

Looking at his hometown, which is located far away.

"Alvin?"

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I'm tired, I can't check it anymore, please forgive me if there are any typos, just post a reminder to my uncle in the middle.

Uncle doesn't open any monthly ticket lottery, and even the rewards are extra content of the rewards.To be honest, do you really need a bounty for uncle's text update?

You guys think it looks good, just vote for a monthly ticket. Uncle is very grateful.The lottery or something, I feel that the taste has changed a bit.

There is no upper limit, let uncle go.

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Morgan: "Let's set up a college harem here, right? It'll be right at your door!"

Morgan: "My husband's seat belongs to me alone!"

We must meet again immediately tomorrow.

Ma, my uncle seems to be suffering from tenosynovitis, sorry to ask for a day off tonight

Coding and coding, the tendon of the hand began to throb. Tenosynovitis is not only a code word, but also a long-standing problem of code farmers.

I've been a little overloaded recently, now I'm going to the hospital

A big chapter with at least 1W words will be added tomorrow.

Tsk, the voice code words are actually useful, but the efficiency is a bit low, and the uncle's style is not suitable for voice, but even if the efficiency is low, I have to try to use it now, don't worry too much, I'm used to it, it's not serious.

Chapter 6 Honey, I found you (2W)

Day and night are alternating.

The morning light of this ancient city slowly opened its lazy eyes from a sound sleep.

The evening sunlight is projected into the interior from the glass dome above the head.

Early morning in London, as usual, filled with mist.

Together with this inaccessible "abandoned station", they are soaked in such a cold air.

In front of the platform waiting for the train to come in.

The black-haired man in formal attire slowly stroked the exquisite invitation card sealed with wax, with a rather complicated smile on his face.

"Unexpectedly, you directly bought a dozen invitation letters for the magic eye collection train. Is it really you, Shu?"

Feeling so sad.

The second, who specially put on the "Magic Eye Killer" glasses for this journey, turned his gaze to the eldest disciple standing beside him.

"It costs a lot, doesn't it?"

"Magic Eye Collection Train".

As the most famous place in the magic world, where magic eyes are traded and auctioned, it only starts once a year.

Its invitations are hard to find, and they are never open to the outside world, but adopt a membership invitation system.

and sage

He directly bought a dozen tickets, and all the people in this business added up, and there are still a few left.

"It doesn't matter, you don't need to pay anyway, teacher."

Su Shu smiled.

"Problems that can be solved simply with funds are not problems."

"Tsk~ you lovely disciple, when will you be able to experience the fun of such a rich man as a teacher."

"Have fun?

"actually"

The dark-haired youth said in a low voice,

"—It's because you don't want to experience it yourself."

Su Shu turned his eyes away and looked at his teacher.

The king of modern magic.

If Weber wanted to make money, he would have become a rich man long ago.

The entrusting fees that those magicians came up with were not something ordinary people could afford.

"Stole the Lord El-Melloi's

Holy relic, you did make mistakes in the first place.

"But in fact, it's not necessary to take on such a huge debt. It's obviously because you can't let it go."

"fur"

Putting down the cigar that was held between his fingertips and only smoked in one puff.

The second heaved a long breath, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"You unlovable disciple"

You unlovable disciple, why are you like yourself, like to see through everything?

Life is already so difficult, some things should not be exposed, do you understand?

Obviously, as the master of me, your petty thoughts are all for your self-esteem without speaking out.

II smiled wryly.

Because Su Shu was right.

Weber Velvet, he couldn't let go.

He has always been brooding over the death of his mentor Kenneth.

Although Reinis has repeatedly emphasized that Kenneth's arrogance made his death in the Holy Grail War almost doomed.

However, Weber still felt that he had killed his teacher Kenneth.

Therefore, it is the same as relying on nicotine to anesthetize the nerves.

He has also been relying on the fatigue called overtime to numb his body.

In fact, trying to pay off debts by working overtime in vain is the same as claiming that happiness can be obtained through hard work. It is not a wish that can be achieved by hard work at all.

Rather, the more people owe money, the more uncle they are.