I, the Able Angel, Courier and Kamen Rider

Well, despite her apple pie flavor, her Japanese-sounding Chinese construction-site-style English is no better than Indian Ah San's accent.

"Besides..."

In the middle of the conversation, Leticia hesitated to speak and looked at the angel who was still bloodshot at the corners of her eyes and had faint tears on her cheeks.

"Resist if you think it's miserable, move forward if you feel remorse, people who only lament for misfortune are worse than pigs." Shrugging, Neng Angel looked indifferent, and then showed in front of Leticia gave a lovely smile.

"Death is a matter of time, there is no need to be afraid, and there is no need to escape."

"Humans always hope that they can not face death, but they ignore that eternity is also a kind of "punishment"."

Guilty must be punished.

Ryunosuke is indeed a bad guy, a villain, a guy with blood on his hands, but anyway, he has been with Angel Neng for so long and died for her. Angel Angel is not an emotionless order machine, he will have feelings anyway of.

It is never wrong to cry out of selfishness and personal affection.

Even though he could ignore his past evil self and live on, Ryunosuke finally chose to face up to his sins and die at the critical moment of life and death.

Also, the sins of the past are not wiped out just because of the ambiguity of the past.

Although the angel of power is gentle, she is not the kind of idiot who can't see right from wrong, good from evil, right from wrong. She is willing to lend a helping hand to save those who want to go on the right path, that's all.

"Let's say goodbye today, and I don't know when the next meeting will be, Leticia."

"Ahaha, if you're not too busy with your studies, it's okay to travel to Fuyuki City during the summer or winter vacation."

"Well, then it's an agreement. But if I go to France for a trip, then I will leave the job of tour guide to you." Blinking at Leticia, Angel Neng said with a smile.

"No problem, just leave it to me." Patting the slanted armor on her chest, Leticia returned the same bright smile.

"Well, then let's meet again at the crossroads of karma."

Chapter 62 This little box is your forever home

Kenneth Elmeloy Archibald, the Minister of Mineral Science, a first-level lecturer of the Spirit Department, the monarch of the El-Melloi faction, the ninth generation head of the Archibald family, infinitely close to the crown class magic.

— at the age of 23.

Although he should be at the highest level in terms of strength, it can be said that he is invincible in this Master without Emiya Kiritsugu, but it is impossible to survive the battle only by relying on knowledge and brains.

Moreover, in countless world lines, Kenneth's death has almost become a matter decided by the source. He did not know at a young age that his innate talent was a gift from fate, and the price had already been secretly marked. .

In short, for things like the Holy Grail War, whether it is orthodox or subspecies, as long as Director Ken participates, he will die.

Holding the small box containing Kenneth's ashes and not knowing what to say, Weber sighed quietly.

No matter how much glory was entangled in life, what kind of praise and praises were received, but this small box is the real and eternal "home" after death.

It really sucks.

That seemingly hard-hearted man would actually block a certain heroic spirit from shooting from afar in order to save a child... No, to be precise, it should be the aftermath of the Noble Phantasm.

Even a third-rate magician like Weber can sense that at that time, the ground was split, almost piercing through half of Fuyuki City. Afterwards, it was reported by the news that the cracks left by a series of gas pipeline explosions were indeed only affected. Part of it is not a target in the true sense.

Lowering his head and hugging his teacher's only relic tightly, Weber looked at his toes.

To be honest, Kenneth's death was indeed partly his responsibility. If he hadn't stolen the other party's holy relic, and had noticed Kenneth's behavior that night, and stopped him in time, at least his teacher's life could have been saved.

Just as Weber was feeling sorry for himself, the legs wrapped in black pantyhose broke into his sight first. He raised his head, and this lady who was dressed too trendy and fashionable in 1994 appeared in his eyes. .

"Yo, good evening."

A forest green coat, a red scarf, a bell-like zipper, and a standard angelic smile full of evil spirits.

However, the most conspicuous, and what made Weber wonder where to complain, were the decorations wrapped around the brilliance.

What's the matter-you old man, today is the cos Christmas tree?

After pondering for a while, Wei Bo, who really didn't know what the angel wanted to do, just chose to remain silent.

Snapped.

next moment.

Neng Angel hit Weber's smooth and fair forehead with a flick of a finger, leaving a red mark on it.

"Hey! What are you doing all of a sudden?!"

"It's nothing, let's teach the incompetent brat a lesson, you don't deserve to stand by the side of His Excellency the King of Conquerors."

"...What do you know about me and Rider?"

Frowning, Wei Bo rubbed his slightly red forehead, even though he was overworked and didn't have wrinkles on his forehead due to overtime work and the fatigue caused by Reinice.

"Sorry, but Ms. Angel knows everything."

As he said that, the smiling Nengtian raised his hand again, and gave Weber a head-scratching blow.

"W-why... hit me again, did I do anything wrong?!"

Covering his forehead tightly, Mr. Weber, with tears in his eyes, curled up on the public seat while not forgetting to stuff Kenneth's eternal home into his satchel.

As for why not fight back?

Don't make trouble, they are angels.

You can make a comparison with the great hero Hercules in Greek mythology, even [-]-[-], and there is no distinction between equals.Although there is no shortage of crazy Hercules without brains, but even so, the Archangel at this moment is still a living body above Weber.