Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

The night in Fuyuki City is not quiet, especially in the bustling new district, the commercial street is still full of people coming and going, and there is no intention of resting at all.

Yaken Toshiro followed Lancer and his master not far away, he didn't take the risk of getting closer, but kept a distance to ensure that the other party was within his line of sight.

Concealment and tracking can be regarded as the dagger's forte, especially when Lancer was in a state of anxiety after being ridiculed by the master's sneer, and he didn't even notice that a small tail was quietly following behind him.

Kenneth, the master of Lancer, set their foothold in the best hotel in Fuyuki City. If he had been himself, he might have chosen a more secluded and safer place as his base, but this time he was accompanied by his fiancée Suo. Lah, that is a picky and arrogant eldest lady. You know, she is dissatisfied even with the service in the hotel, and she often makes troubles that make Kenneth unable to step down.

The above information is all conclusions drawn by Yaken Toshiro lying in the ventilation duct of the hotel and eavesdropping on the chats of the service staff.

After all, Fuyuki City is not a city with a well-developed tourism industry, and Kenneth, who has booked a whole floor of foreign guests generously, is enough to become the talk of these waiters for half a year.

The pride and self-conceit of being a magician is bound to become Kenneth's biggest loophole.

Yaken Toshiro accepted the information sent to him with a satisfied smile, turned over and prepared to exit along the route he came in.

Almost at the same time as his movement, the hotel's fire alarm rang suddenly, breaking the originally peaceful night. The waiter who was still gossiping was stunned, looked at each other and hurriedly opened the door and rushed out. As soon as the door was opened, the noise outside They rushed in, and the guests were coming out of the room one after another, some ran out anxiously and fearfully, some asked loudly before they understood the situation, and the scene was chaotic.

Yaken Toshiro paused when he planned to leave, and after making a quick judgment of the current situation, he gave up the original route, turned to find a blind spot, opened the vent and jumped off, and then got out of the unattended service car He took out a piece of dirty laundry sent by the customer and put it on his body. The large coat covered his calves, and the sleeves had to be rolled up a little so as not to affect his activities. He turned his collar up to cover his lower half Opening his face, he hid his body in his clothes again.

Then the little dagger rubbed his face, tried to look panicked and confused, hid behind the door and found an opportunity to sneak into the crowd and evacuated the hotel with them.

At this moment, he looked like an ordinary child who was flustered and frightened, not at all conspicuous in the crowd.

Facts proved that his decision was extremely correct. The moment he stepped out of the hotel gate, he felt the familiar sight sweeping over him again. He almost caught his sight just now in the port area, and the little dagger carefully hid himself in the crowd. In the pile, using the figures of the hotel guests as a cover, carefully leave the battlefield.

The guard hanging around his neck was exuding a reassuring temperature, just like the light on the door of their residence, which made him unable to help speeding up his pace.

Under the warm yellow light, the little milk dog was lying in a cardboard box and sleeping in the dark. The soft blanket under his body was soaked with saliva. From time to time, he would blow bubbles and sneezed, and was covered with saliva. The smell of food in the room seduces Zaba Zaba's mouth.

Kasen Kanesada prepared a large pot of warm miscellaneous cooking to comfort the small short knife who worked overtime late at night. The various ingredients in the pot were soaked in the rich broth and simmered until soft, and the flavors of the ingredients were boiled. In the broth, the taste of the broth is also dissolved into the ingredients, and the white steam is filled with a delicious smell. Even if the little dagger is not particularly hungry, now he feels his stomach growling.

"Welcome back." Gexian Kanesada smiled and filled a large bowl of supper for the small short knife. This kind of logistical work was also done happily at the beginning of the knife. He knew very well that his practice was not high, like tonight He can easily become a dragging presence on the battlefield of his son, and it is never a virtue to be commended to be brave enough to challenge enemies that are far beyond his ability.

If he works hard, one day he will also become a combat power fully trusted by the god judges.

Yaken Toshiro sat on the chair, dangling his calf, took a piece of radish that had been stewed until it was soft, and took a small bite to cool it down.

"Eat slowly, don't worry." The judges are still sitting in the kotatsu as before, but today they are not looking at the tomes they don't understand as before, but playing with the teacups Holding a familiar short gun.

Yaken Toshiro recognized at a glance that it was the body of the little milk dog. Probably only when he saw the cold light flashing from the tip of the enemy's short spear, he would think of the little puppy sleeping soundly in the cardboard box. The guy is not a soft and harmless little milk dog, but an enemy short gun that can make him smash a knife with a single blow.

"Next... what are we going to do?" He asked, put a piece of potato in his mouth, and gasped from the heat.

Yaoken Fujishiro's question didn't convey the meaning, but Zong Jue could fully understand the central idea, so he didn't answer, but instead asked, "Did you see the short gun in Lancer's hand?"

Yaken Toshiro nodded. Except for the different color scheme, the vibrogun in Lancer's hand was exactly the same as the enemy's shortgun. Unless he was a fool, he would not be able to see the connection.

"Do you know why that gun became like this?" Zong Jue asked again, before Yaken Toshiro answered, he said the answer to himself, "Because the sword has a spirit but is unwilling, because of obsession The entanglement can't be freed, so it gives the world's filth an opportunity to take advantage of it, and evil spirits and demons are born in my heart."

"It's like... the dark fall." Yaken Fujishiro frowned, and reluctantly read the word dark fall. The Honmaru where he used to be had also had a sword dark fall, and even he himself was in the government of time. In the inspection report, there are also comments such as a tendency to fall into the dark.

After all hope was wiped out, he was completely soaked in despair, and all the dark sides in his heart were brought to the maximum. A very seductive voice echoed in his mind repeatedly, tempting him to give up thinking about good and evil, tempting him to use the knife in his hand to destroy everything in front of him. Everything, there seemed to be an unquenchable fire burning in his chest, burning his brain into chaos, all he could see was endless darkness and cold, and only blood could bring him some fleeting warmth.

A warmth that is almost irresistible.

For a long time, Yaken Toshiro even felt that it was not bad to be thrown into the sword solution pool after being degraded. Maybe he could take the opportunity to give the woman he hated so much a knife.

"Ghosts and gods are born in people's hearts." Zong Jue put away the short gun, slowly took off the gauze in his hand, and rewrapped it with a new one, "So it's not what I'm going to do next, but what he wants."

If he really wants to say that he can kill the enemy with a short spear, it's just that if the master is unwilling to let go of the evil spirits born out of unwillingness and obsession, then even if they are forced to kill, new evil spirits will still be born.

Form, truth, and reason, the first two items are not difficult to figure out, only the last item is the most difficult.

Because sometimes even the parties themselves don't know what they want.

how about you?Zong Jue scratched the little milk dog's chin, thinking that he probably couldn't get any answers from this little guy who pretended to be dead whenever a crucial question was involved.

Kasen Kanesada silently picked out the well-cooked beef from the miscellaneous stew. Although he didn't know what Di Duanqiang wanted, he felt that the little milk dog would definitely want an extra meal tomorrow morning.

On the other hand, Kenneth, Lancer's lord, felt that his days were unlucky. First, someone stole the summoning item he was preparing to use to participate in the Holy Grail War, so he had to summon Lancer, who was not satisfactory. The brain circuit of that overly upright knight is completely out of line with him, let alone the look of his fiancée Sola looking at Lancer is enough to make him feel the alarm in his heart——Heroine Dilu who came into the world with the rank of Lancer this time Mudo Audina, who had eloped with his lord's fiancée for 16 years before his death, and had a "glorious history" of children, and since he summoned Lancer, Sola's attitude towards him has become more and more indifferent day by day, It even vaguely reveals the meaning of wanting to dissolve the engagement.

It’s alright if the servants are out of step, and the fiancée is holding back, but there is still such an evil way as Einzbern who disregards decency and hires mercenaries who are good at using hot weapons to join the war. As soon as he comes up, he blows up his carefully prepared magic workshop. He severely lost face in front of his fiancée.

Einzbern!Gritting his teeth, Kenneth went through all kinds of cursing and cursing fiercely in his mind, and without hesitation set their first attack target at Einzberenburg, which is located on the outskirts of Fuyuki City.

Wherever he falls, he will get back up. The humiliation he has suffered today must be repaid with the blood of that mercenary Einzbern!

Kenneth, who was angrily planning ahead of the station, didn't notice the increasingly weird and jealous eyes of his fiancée, and the intentional or unintentional fanning of the flames during the conversation.

Lancer stood in an inconspicuous corner and dutifully acted as a large decoration. He clearly realized that something was wrong, as if he saw the past history repeating itself before his eyes. He remained silent, with some kind of emotional blockage It made him speechless in his throat, the emotions were so complex and agitated that at a certain moment he felt that he was about to suffocate.

He wisely played deaf and dumb, knowing that if he spoke he would never be heard.

Just like a flying insect stuck to the spider web of fate, no matter how you struggle, it seems that you will be pulled to the same path in the end.

But he still desperately tried to grasp that little bit of hope that could not exist, trying to escape the established fate time and time again.

Complicated emotions accumulated in the honey-colored eyes, the knight lowered his eyes, obediently accepting the task assigned by the Master.

Probably because if he didn't do this, even he himself would feel so pitiful.

None of them noticed that a small flying insect was lying obediently in the shadow of the ceiling, with its tentacles shaking, it sent everything it spied to Zong Jue's desk. in the mirror.

Things like real-time monitoring technology appeared in Huangquan thousands of years earlier than in this world.

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[Yakuken Fujishiro's battle diary: Ghosts and gods are born in the human heart, and should be remembered in the heart.above】