Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 551 Night Talk Artoria

From the half-closed door came the sound of rubbing against each other, as well as intermittent groans (clams).

"is it here?"

"Yes, yes, it's here, ah..."

"Harder, faster..."

"Yes, yes, it's here, ah..."

"Well, ah, KI~MO~JI~ (really comfortable)..."

You must have thought that something interesting happened? ——No need to deny it, normal people would think so.Next, he either walked away blushing, or quietly hid by the door to peep.

However, there were really not many normal people in this city of Mirenia, so upon hearing this voice, a certain heroic visitor directly pushed the door open and entered.

"Master, I see that the door of your room is not closed—oh, you, what are you doing, why are you in this posture?"

What pose?
Well, on the sofa, a man and a woman, the woman goes up and the man goes down, and the two people who look like arhats turned their heads at the same time.

"It's Artoria."

"Ah, do you want to try it too?"

"Oh, it seems very interesting."

Artoria crossed her chest with one hand and rested her chin with the other, carefully looking at the two of them.

Don't get me wrong, the King of Knights, who is naturally pure and not much different from a saint, certainly doesn't have any inner attributes, and he won't have a broken style of painting.The reason for this is that what the two of them did had nothing to do with harmony, silence, or pure front-door transactions.

First of all, the two did not take off their clothes.Although Shen Er didn't wear a coat, he had taken it off a long time ago, and it was a bit inconvenient to draw in that white windbreaker handmade by Yustisa.

The so-called women on top and men on bottom, stacked arhats, is actually Shen Er lying on the sofa, Lingxia is pressing on his body, pressing her thumb against the spine, shoulder blades and other parts.

That's right, Reika was simply giving Shinji a massage to relax.

This is one of the most classic ways of decompression, and it is also one that Lingxia is very good at.

Of course, it wasn't that Shinji didn't understand Lingxia's hint.

As Lingxia said, he can do whatever he wants as long as he wants, without any burden.

But, no.

Neither body nor mind.

Yustisa was in the enemy's hands, and he was not in the mood for this at all.

In addition, 36 hours of continuous liver explosion, the accumulated fatigue also made him a little powerless.

For him now, massage is the best way to relieve fatigue.

After pressing the button for almost half an hour, Shen Er was refreshed, but Ling Xia was so tired that she couldn't hold on anymore, she hurriedly packed the dinner plate and left.

When passing by Artoria, he said in a low voice, "I'll leave it to you next time."

It's not that she really has no strength, she just understands that Arturia, like herself, is worried about this man who has a connection with them.

She has taken up a lot of time and it is time to leave.

To be honest, I really envy Arturia.Natural, straightforward, and so dazzling, after being with her for a long time, I really feel ashamed.

The only one who can compete with her is probably the saint——do you want to push the saint?Is it a little bit of bad fun?
Reining in her enchantment and charm, and regaining her more and more accustomed beauty, the woman who has escaped from the world walks towards the terrace at the top of the castle.

There, a blond girl looked up at the silent night sky.

At this moment, she is not like a saint who saved the country, but an ordinary girl who is simply troubled by certain things.

……

After Reika left, only Shinji and Arturia were left in the room as a matter of course.

Because he was still numb after the massage, Shen Er didn't get up, but changed from lying on his stomach to lying down.

Artoria didn't mind the Master's laziness.She has been watching how hard he has worked during this time.To be honest, compared with herself, he was more like the person with the mission of restraining force, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

And this kind of Artoria has never been seen before—it's not that she doesn't know that she has such a side. As a senior chef, he has a deep memory of all versions of the King of Knights.However, plane is one thing, real person is another, not to mention the extremely rare state of Yujie.

"Master..."

"Artoria..."

The two who were tugged at each other's strangeness almost spoke at the same time.

"what……"

"You should tell me first..."

This time, even the words are exactly the same.

The two looked at each other with a little embarrassment, and laughed at the same time.

"Let me talk first."

The expected unanimous voice.

Shen Er couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, we are in perfect harmony."

"I think so too. Now, like Mordred, I can proudly declare that I have the best master."

"Haha, I'm a little ashamed to say it. Best of all, I'm really not far behind."

He raised his hand first, not giving Artoria a chance to speak.

"Don't rush to refute, don't say anything else, let's talk about you and Mordred. As the master, Shishi Jie must have been guarding outside the room and caring about Mordred at the first time. And I What? I haven’t asked you until now—the master is disqualified.”

"Because you have more important things to do, master—ah, so I'm also disqualified as a follower. Even though the master is so busy, I can't do anything."

Having said that, Artoria seemed a little disappointed.

"How could it be? When everyone gave up, you were willing to stand by my side and fight with me. This is the best support."

"Master..."

"By the way, how did your talk with Mordred go? That's a brat, he likes to be aggressive, and it's normal to be frank. If she says something that makes you angry, you should listen to it instead, maybe Wrong. And..."

"It's okay, we've made it clear."

Facing such a nagging and worrying Master, Arturia only felt warmth in her heart, and the resolute lines on her face softened unknowingly.

"Did you really make it clear?"

"Well, let me be clear. Why is she rebellious, why is she hating, why does she show such an expression, and... longing for me. To be honest, I don't think I'm that great. If I could Perhaps Britannia wouldn’t be aware of Mordred’s feelings at all... In retrospect, what Sir Tristan said was absolutely correct—the king doesn’t understand people’s hearts, I..."

The more she said, the lower Artoria's head was, and in the end it was almost buried directly in his chest.

Seeing this, Shen Er stretched out his hand and knocked on the top of her head.

"Shinji?"

"That sad guy is just talking out of anger. If you don't believe me, let's find a way to summon him and see what that guy says? As far as I know, Lancelot and the others have been looking for a chance to beat him up." , let him talk nonsense."

"really?"

"It's true. If you don't believe me, go back and ask that old rascal Merlin. There is almost nothing that he doesn't know about what happened. The knights of the round table around you are good at everything, but they are as dishonest as Mordred. Your frankness If you can give them a little bit, forget it, it’s been so many years, there’s nothing good about it.”

"Yeah, so many years have passed, let alone what if."

Arturia sighed softly, she had already accepted the present world, and was no longer obsessed with overturning history.However, some things are still vivid in retrospect.Despite the sourness and pain, those are her precious memories.

"Master, there is something I've always wanted to ask you."

"what's up?"

"You...why are you being so nice to me?"

(End of this chapter)