Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

Chapter 475

　　Today is the weekend, and the city of Fuyuki is even more lively tonight.

　　Everything comes because of the so-called Fuyuki Festival.

　　Although it is not a special holiday, the Fuyuki City Festival, which has been publicized for several days through flyers and text messages, is still being held.

　　"...It's so lively?"

　　When she arrived at the temple fair, Irisviel was holding Matou Sakura's hand and couldn't help being surprised by the sight in front of her.

　　What catches the eye is a street full of various vendors, pedestrians and a festive atmosphere.

　　Pedestrians were wearing the yukatas and clogs they wore when visiting the temple fair. There were fiery shouts from both sides of the street. Looking at the closer corner of the street, the sizzling sound of hot oil was coming from the Teppanyaki stall. , the fragrance and oil smoke are constantly diffused.

　　Cotton candy, water balloons, mask stalls, Imagawa yaki and fishing... The commercial street where temple fairs are held is very large, so various typical stalls can be seen everywhere.

　　"But it's a bit strange to hold a temple fair at such a time."

　　Qi Huang of the Slaughterhouse said with a smile.

　　 Now is not the time for normal temple fairs.

　　In addition to the New Year, the festival is usually held in July and August every year, and it is also a temple festival called the Summer Festival or "Fireworks Festival".

　　As it is now, it's not at the right time, and it's a bit strange that the festival is launched like a duck after only a few days of publicity.

　　"Probably to eliminate the effects of the Holy Grail War," Motorayiko replied.

　　Within a few days of the Holy Grail War, a lot of related urban legends appeared in various parts of Fuyuki City... and it is quite normal for the Church responsible for supervising the Holy Grail War to cooperate with the official to hide from the public afterwards.

　　"Uuuuu~"

　　Fang Mingjing made a somewhat pleasant sound.

　　When visiting temple fairs, many people choose to wear yukata. This is not only because of tradition, but also because it is really comfortable to wear yukata. Therefore, Minoraimitsu and Sesshoin are no exception.

　　Sesshouin Kiara was wearing a black yukata with intricate patterns. The style was very bright, but it also matched her tall and plump figure very well. With her loving and coquettish smile, she was very attractive to people. The temple fairs that come and go are very eye-catching.

　　On the other hand, Yuan Laiguang wore a light-colored dress with a few purple flowers around her waist and thighs. She had her long hair rolled up like a bud, and a gentle and dignified smile appeared on her face. Full of the charm of a mature and beautiful woman.

　　The eyes of passers-by were all involuntarily attracted, and it can be said that there was no exception.

　　"Haha, the little master should be careful not to run around in the future."

　　"I know this kind of thing... But compared to this, Irisviel and Sakura are gone."

　　"Huh, really?"

　　Yuan Raiguang was stunned for a moment.

　　After a few people looked around, they realized that Irisviel was pulling Matou Sakura standing in front of the stall selling apple candy, and the former was staring at the apple candy on the stall with shining eyes. The overly surprised look surprised the boss.

　　"Uh... do you want one?"

　　"Ah, yes, please give me one!"

　　After subconsciously saying this in a cheerful tone, Irisviel suddenly remembered Sakura who was holding her hand, so she looked down at her again, "Do you want one too, Sakura?"

　　"Well, I want too."

　　At first, Matou Sakura looked at the apple candy a little dazed.

　　She remembered that when she had not been adopted to Matou's house, her mother, Aoi Chancheng, took her to the festival with her sister Tohsaka Rin. At that time, her mother also bought her and her sister the exact same apple candy.

　　The girl who remembered the past couldn't help but feel a little down, but when she saw Irisviel's shining eyes, she couldn't help but smile again.

　　The two have always had a good relationship...

　　Looking at this scene,

　　"Why don't you bother them first?" Fang Mingjing said.

　　The relationship between Alice Phil and Fang Mingjing is a bit delicate now.

　　Although they lived under the same roof, Fang Mingjing was the murderer who killed her husband. Although the situation at the time could be said to be the fault of Emiya Kiritsugu, and Fang Mingjing even became her savior after the incident... But in the end somewhat affected.

　　But Irisviel doesn't hate Fang Mingjing either.

　　"Well, I also agree with this proposal. Let the two be alone for a while, and let's enjoy the festivals, shall we?" Yuanlaiguang agreed warmly.

　　Naturally, Qi Huang of the Killing Institute has no objections.

　　Rather, she didn't have much interest in the existence of Irisviel and Matou Sakura, so she just showed a compassionate and happy smile.

　　"Then hurry up, I want to go over there to play."

　　"Well, impatient child...what are you going to play?"

　　"Play it all over again?"

　　"...Although I really want to agree with the proposal of the little master, there is a problem that needs to be said, we don't have a lot of money."

　　"Eh?"

　　Fang Mingjing couldn't help being stunned when he heard Qihuang's words from the Slaughterhouse. He looked at the other party in a confused way, trying to confirm whether the other party was telling the truth or just teasing him.

　　"It's true, after all, we have no income at all, we have been sitting on empty mountains, and we also rented such a house a few days ago."

　　"Then how much money do we have left?" The little saint suddenly had a bad premonition.

　　"Only about [-] yen left."

　　"..."

　　More than [-] yen, equivalent to about [-] or [-] RMB. Although Fang Mingjing has no concept of money, this figure made him feel a little shabby.

　　Speaking of which, their money was actually contributed by Lu Junwu before.That senior was very generous on the issue of banknotes and gave everyone a lot of money, but now the money has clearly begun to bottom out...

　　Just when the three of them were suddenly at a loss, there was a familiar and particularly generous laughter from the front. .

Chapter 476

　　The laughter came from a strong man with red hair and a beard.

　　At the lively festival where people came and went, his presence was extremely conspicuous. People watched him sitting in front of a somewhat rough table, putting his arms on the table and doing arm wrestling.

　　His opponents were two young men of some physique.

　　They each held the strong man's arms with both hands, and even if they had exerted their strength, the veins on their foreheads burst, and even stood up and used their own weight to pressurize, but it was still useless.

　　The strong man's hand stands on the table like a sculpture, and he even chats and laughs:

　　"Haha, your strength is not bad. Among the guys I met today, there is no doubt that you can rank in the top five. But it's not enough to get one million just by doing this!"

　　"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

　　When the two young people heard the words, the blue veins on their foreheads became more obvious, because their heads were blushing because of the overloaded force, but even this was useless at all.

　　In the end, the strong man brought them down neatly.

　　quickly,

　　A temperament standing behind the strong man looked at the weak boy who stood up, and he shouted to the crowd:

　　"Okay-! Are there still people who want to continue the challenge? You don't need to break this strong man's wrist, the rule is that you can even use both hands, as long as you can make him move a little bit, you can get a million bonus- !!"

　　The content of the boy's shout is not unattractive.

　　However, after witnessing the failure of several challengers, no one came forward in the end.

　　And because there was no fun to watch for a long time, the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed...

　　Seeing this, the young man... that is, Weber Velvet couldn't help complaining to his Servant:

　　"That's why I said, let you put more water, even if it's a little harder to act."

　　"What nonsense are you talking about, this king will not do such a sinister villain."

　　"You still have the face to say--! If you hadn't used all my money to buy some messy things, would I be doing this kind of thing to earn travel expenses!"

　　"Hahahaha!"

　　Looking at his Master and his servants gnashing their teeth, the Conqueror King couldn't help laughing.

　　That is, his laughter attracted the attention of Fang Mingjing and others.

　　"Ah, King of Conquerors?"

　　"Huh? It's actually you, Caster's team, and Berserker is also..."

　　Iskander couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Kiara's surprised voice from the Seshoin Academy, when his master showed a panicked expression for a moment, the strong man had already laughed: "Interesting, I didn't expect it to be here. I met, it seems that everyone is enjoying life in this era."

　　"What are you doing?" Fang Mingjing asked curiously.

　　"Of course it is to make money. In modern society, it is impossible to move without money. This king has already understood this in just a few days."

　　"...As long as the arm wrestling makes your arm visibly shake, can you get a million yen bonus?"

　　Yuan Laiguang seems to be interested.

　　Although it can't be seen on the surface, Gen Laiguang is actually quite confident in her own strength. After all, as a Servant, she is an A-rank existence, and it can be said that she stands at the apex of all heroic spirits.

　　When the King of Conqueror and his Master heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

　　"Uh... don't you guys also want to participate?"

　　"Is there a problem?"

　　"Of course there is! We never thought that we would have to compete with Servants when we held this event! - In other words, even now, our net worth is only [-], and we can't get [-] million..."

　　When it comes to his travel expenses back to the UK and his living expenses in the future, Weber even ignores the fact that the other party is the victor of the Holy Grail War at this moment.

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　　However, three hundred thousand...

　　Even the mere Rider team is richer than himself. Thinking of this, Fang Mingjing couldn't help but feel depressed.

　　Although he was depressed, Fang Mingjing didn't really want to let the Slaughter Institute or Laiguang's mother wrestle with each other.

　　"However, using the power of a Servant to make money seems like a pretty good idea." Gen Laiguang pointed his chin with his slender index finger.