[Fate] Box and Servant

Nineteen

Lancer pushed open the door with a cigarette in his mouth, and the vicious dogs following behind changed their fierce and bloody appearance, and wagged their tails obediently to curry favor with Lancer.This group of vicious dogs that have been transformed into familiars by magic makes Lancer a little annoyed. He doesn't hate dogs, and he can easily tame ferocious beasts. nausea.

Before Lancer took a few steps, the fiery red cigarette exploded suddenly, Lancer wiped the ashes on his face with the back of his hand helplessly, looked at his beautiful young master, and said, "I've finished everything for you!" mission, can you let me smoke a cigarette, miss?"

"Go out and smoke, it smells bad." Linglong Guan Meisha Ye was holding a plastic bucket in her hand, which contained bloody animal offal. The vicious dogs shrugged their noses and stared at it with blood red eyes.

"It's really harsh." Lancer didn't even reply, and waved the Gaebolg in his hand. The bloody halo of the murderous long spear was really terrifying, and the faint wind that rolled up could make people smell an indelible breath. Bloody smell, Lancer's smile was like a weapon in his hand, full of killing intent and excitement, he snorted softly and said: "Sure enough, the real thing is the real thing, my old buddy is comparable to the rotten gun you gave me It’s so easy to use. It cut off Assassin’s head with a single swipe, and it didn’t take much force. Fortunately, Miss, you finally thought about it and gave it back to me.”

"Oh, that's why barbarians don't know elegance." Linglong Pavilion Misaya sat on the table, her one-piece skirt shrank up a little with her movements, and the bottom of the skirt couldn't hide the tenderness of the girl. She didn't care, raised her legs, reached out and took out the liver from the bucket on the side, and threw it to the vicious dogs wagging their tails trying to please her, saying: "It's just a one-time victory, so I'm too proud. If I hadn't observed carefully, how would you be able to understand Assassin's skills. Fortunately, Assassin's master is a prostitute without a brain, if you were a magician with ability and brains, you wouldn't win so easily."

"Tsk, I really don't want to say anything good." Lancer reluctantly put away his precious Gaebolg, tilted his head and scratched the back of his neck, there was a little smell of tobacco between his words, and Misaya, who had a sensitive sense of smell, frowned He waved his hand as if to drive away Lancer.

"Go away, it stinks." The girl's fingertips, which were stained with red nail polish, were so bright red that people couldn't take their eyes off her. Her sickly white skin looked weak under the fluorescent lamp, perhaps to make herself look energetic. Point, some makeup was applied on the cheeks and lips, just looking at the face, the blood color looks normal after dressing up.

A woman's body can't feed the hungry stomachs of the vicious dogs. They happily gnaw on the viscera thrown by their master one after another.Intestines, liver, heart...these are what they love to eat, they are very chewy, and the sound of cracking and crackling is constantly overflowing from the pale animal teeth.

It is also very interesting to say that they are obviously a group of vicious dogs that have been modified by magic, but they always show the demeanor of ordinary dogs in front of their master and lancer.And Misaya even showed a sad look to the vicious dog who died in the battle. At that time, Misaya looked more like a teenage girl, but this is not common, and it can even be said to be rare Extremely.

Lancer stood quietly aside, squinting his eyes and saying nothing.Misaya in sight looked relaxed, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her overly fair skin and makeup did not diminish her unique beauty, and the internal organs in her hands added a touch of wonderful emotion to her.

But looking at the appearance, she is really a pleasing beauty.But if they knew how cruel and dark Misaya's heart was, people would definitely avoid it.Mei Shaye didn't care about Lancer's subtle gaze, and after feeding all the internal organs in the bucket, she wiped her hands with a wet tissue, and said with a chuckle, "Are you hungry too? There's no place for you in the bucket. You can go to the refrigerator to get it yourself.”

"Don't treat me as your familiar." Lancer said very dissatisfied: "Go and wash your hands, it smells like blood."

"Oh, it's much better than you. Well, let me smell it... It's really worthy of the poisonous fog that caused the tragedy. The smell of sulfuric acid is so strong, why didn't it smoke you? Your dull nose is really shameful" Kuran The bulldog' title." It was another wet paper towel, the white paper passed between the fingers and the seams of the nails, until there was no trace of blood left, Misaya threw the waste paper into the bucket and shook it indifferently. Brushing her hair, her voice is very magnetic, she looks more like a mature woman than a girl, and she also likes to speak in a lower voice, which sounds a little different.

"Don't call me a dog!" Lancer clicked his tongue in displeasure, feeling slightly angry and helpless.

"Although Assassin is called Jack the Ripper, he is not a person, but an existence formed by the resentment of dead babies and embryos that have been stripped of their lives. It sounds illusory, but it is also common sense. The desire for love has always been the strongest desire of human beings, and she can be so difficult because of the power of resentment... Hehe, speaking of it, I found something." Mei Saya chuckled a few times, her drooping toes were naturally relaxed, The vicious dogs came up to lick it from time to time, and after a while, they lay down on the ground to rest around Misaya one by one.

"Huh?" Lancer didn't have much interest in this topic, an enemy is an enemy, and he didn't care about his birth and philosophy at all.

"Although not all servants are like this, most of them have wishes... To put it bluntly, they have nostalgia for existence in this world." Misaya shook her little feet, her thumbs were round, her nails were neatly trimmed and Painted wine red, it shone like a ruby ​​under the fluorescent lamp, and it was cute like a ruby. There was a sense of irony in her tone, but she was not just mocking those heroic spirits who had become legends but still longed for the mundane world, more like He said to himself, "It's ridiculous, isn't it?"

"Tsk, do you mean that they are all a group of guys who died and tried their best to come to the world again? I'm sorry, I don't have such thoughts, and I have no wish for the Holy Grail." Lancer said disdainfully, what he said It was the truth, but he was able to be summoned by the Holy Grail without a wish, which was a very unexpected thing for him.But since they are all summoned, let's do it well.And most of the opponents are heroes, and the warlike bulldogs never shy away from a feast of blood and flesh.

"Ahahahaha, what are the brazen things the guy who was poisoned and suffocated to death by a woman is talking about?" Linglongguan Misaya laughed loudly, her chest trembled, she looked delicate and charming, she was calm After a while, he continued: "Hey, but I just like heroic spirits who have hope for the Holy Grail, are full of wishes, and have nostalgia and yearning for the world."

"Ah, what a pity. I'm not such a resentful guy. If you're dissatisfied, Miss, why didn't you replace me at the beginning? Even an assassin would be more to your liking than me, wouldn't it?" Lancer shrugged Shrugging his shoulders, he casually pulled out the dining chair and sat aside.

"You put it lightly. It's so easy to replace the Command Seal." Mei Saye glanced at Lancer. For some reason, her every move was always full of enchantment that was not commensurate with her age. Said: "In that case...at least the servant and I still have some common yearnings and topics to talk about. You guys are too calm, and a vulgar person is really too boring."

"Ah ha ha ha ha... My eldest lady, are you just like those guys, are you so naive that it makes people laugh? The Holy Grail...? Where can things that take battle as a process be clean?" Lancer mocked mercilessly Said: "And I don't think you are the kind of person who puts his wishes on a cup."

"Well, indeed." Misaya nodded and said, "I have no need or yearning for the Holy Grail, but I must win."

"Miss who is contradictory."

"Contradictions?" Meisaya thought about the meaning of the word, and slowly turned her face to look at Lancer, her eyes were rarely empty, and said, "No, there is no contradiction at all. Only the Holy Grail can keep me alive."

The girl unconsciously revealed the truth in her heart, which made Lancer sit up straight unconsciously.Mei Saya did not give Lancer a chance to ask questions, and continued: "You have lived for a long time...? At least, much more than me. As for me, I have to face my own death every day. You are unlucky Guy, me too. You and I finally have something in common. I'm very envious..." Misaya frowned slightly but laughed, this expression made Lancer feel a pain in his heart, and then he said I heard the girl say: "I am very envious of people who can live freely, who can pursue what they want and love, who can act recklessly and disregard everything... These are precious treasures that I have never had before..."

"Are you... are you envious of me?" Lancer was a little surprised, stood up, and gently pressed his gloved hand to the side of the girl's cold face, and said, "Say it from you who are always vicious. These words are somewhat pleasant."

"I'm not making love to you." Mei Shaye patted Lancer's hand away, not appreciating the rare gentleness of a mad dog at all, and said frankly: "Yes, I envy you very much. Your life is so free, even if you are poisoned Death is also due to the original wanton behavior." She rubbed her toes on the backs of the vicious dogs, although it was a familiar, but the vicious dogs also had the body temperature of normal dogs, and the feeling of frizz was transmitted to her heart.

"I'm so envious..."

Linglongguan Meishaye couldn't help repeating it again, lowered her head as if muttering to herself, and said, "I want to live, to live for myself."

This sentence was too soft, falling into Lancer's ears like a sigh.

Why live and why live?

These two questions are often on the lips of the world, both motivating and negative.Some say it is for dreams, some say it is for true love, and some say that to live is to suffer, to be born in this world is a punishment from God, and then they end their lives because of trivial things.

However, there are many people who have suffered so much pain and shame, and their bitter tears turned into bitter blood. Even though their bodies are covered with bruises and their voices are hoarse, they still refuse to give up their lives and use their weak strength to fight against suffering.

Struggling, screaming... For Linglongguan Mei Shaye's actions that were not elegant at all were hidden in her heart, and her enchanting face did not reveal the slightest bit.Is it because I don't care about it, or because I'm tired of life...?

No, neither.She wanted to survive, and the thought hurt to the bone.

Those magicians born in ordinary families with magic circuits are much more at ease, although they don't have the glory and status of nobles. At least they have choices, and they can choose their own way forward and retreat.

You cannot choose Meisha Night in Linglong Pavilion.

Born in a famous family of magic, she was valued by her father because of her outstanding talent, and she learned magic and fighting methods since she was a child.She didn't have any right to choose from the very beginning, and was forced into many compliments and decisions.The road ahead is paved, the road behind is a cliff.Whether she wants to or not, she has to take steps and run forward.

The road was covered with gravel and thorns, she ran barefoot, not knowing where the end was, and the overflowing red was pain and tears.She could not cry, could not let the tears flow from her beautiful eyes.

Her father told her that to become an excellent magician, one must abandon many mortal distractions.You can't cry, tears are a symbol of weakness, and Linglong Pavilion doesn't need such incompetent heirs.

How many worldly distractions has this noble father forgotten?When he was about to die, he never forgot to pursue the illusory root, and entrusted this thought in the even more ignorant Holy Grail.

Thinking of her father's unwilling expression and the horror when she said the curse at that time, Misaya felt that she had been stabbed heavily in her heart.These memories were nightmares that kept haunting her, tightening the noose around her throat.

For the roots, get the Holy Grail.

Obtain the Holy Grail for the sake of the family.

Many "for" filled her short life.

choose?

No, that kind of distant thing...

desire?

The same is not true.

So why is it necessary to obtain the Holy Grail, and the desire to win is so strong?

Because to survive.

For such a simple reason, the only fight she could fight for herself.

The author has something to say: The editor said that if you want V, you can get V, old girls, wait for me to give you red envelopes.

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