[Fate] Box and Servant

42 so cruelly similar

She was probably a little tired, and she sat on the sand after Weber left.Sit in a casual posture, with your long legs slightly bent, and your hands resting on your thighs.His eyes were dim, and he didn't speak, appearing even more silent in the desert night.

Saber didn't ask about the box, but stood beside the box and accompanied him silently.He set his sights in the distance, Pandora City was brightly lit, and many colors spread into a slightly dazzling halo.The wind whizzed by all around, but it still couldn't hide the noise from the city.From time to time, planes flew across the night and landed on the artificially built runway in the distance. Saber remembered the oasis she saw in Box's memory, no one would have been able to imagine it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.

That piece of tranquility and beauty eventually turned into noise and strangeness.

He also thought of Carlome, his favorite hometown and the dramatic transformation that seemed to happen in the blink of an eye.

Saber can understand where the sadness of the box comes from, because he and she have amazing similarities in this respect.

A sigh could not help but escape from his lips, and drifted into Box's ears with the wind.Hearing this, Box raised his eyebrows, stood up, patted the sand on his pants, and stretched.

"Let's go." Box said suddenly, stretched out his hand and patted Saber's shoulder.

"Have you rested?"

"Well, it's just a headache." Physical exhaustion does not exist, but after such a long period of review, the box is somewhat exhausted mentally. No one likes to re-experience the past that they don't want to remember. .

Box is somewhat grateful to Saber for her silent companionship and non-questioning. If it weren't for Saber, she might be on the verge of collapse, and the appearance she has been working so hard to maintain will dissipate in that malicious mental trap.

She can still hold on for a while longer, no, she has to hold on.

Although the avalon in her chest is like a tasteless existence to her, it can exert a calming effect when necessary.

Is there a cause and effect in the dark...

Box lowered his eyes, with a somewhat self-deprecating expression.I have always felt that the appearance of Saber is a small trouble, and there is no need to care about its existence.But I didn't expect that I was not only forced to face up to my feelings by such indifferent troubles, but also saved by him.

The most damning thing is that he was actually seen in his past.

The previous dream about Guinevere allowed me to see some of Saber's past, but if I had a choice, I would not want to see anything.As for her birth and past, she is unwilling to share it with Saber.

Once the past and relationship between each other are known, the clear boundaries will become blurred and irreparable.

Saber understands the idea of ​​the box, so he doesn't ask.He didn't ask a word, and his expression was very natural, as if he had never seen that scene of blood red at all.

The woman's hand was suddenly held, and the man gently separated her fingers, and clasped his own between his fingers.The palms were pressed tightly together, and a slightly rough feeling spread into the woman's heart with warmth.

Another swing.

The feeling of being out of control will make you stop breathing for half a beat.

Box lowered her head and looked at her interlocking hands with Saber, her skin was paler than that of Saber, a pure white man, exuding an indescribable dead air.But for some reason, the hand held by him had a different color in her eyes.

It's not an unfamiliar emotion, not at all.Just now, she experienced it again.

There are some things that have softened a lot unconsciously, or rather, in the feeling of touching the palms of hands.

There was a faint smile on the face of the blond young man, and his green pupils sparkled. He was still wearing silver armor, but he showed a gentle expression that did not match the armor at all.Box raised her head slightly, the smile that caught her eyes made her forget to wave Saber's hand away.

Even his own eyebrows and eyes were unknowingly infected with a little tenderness by his smile.

Just when the two had a slight connection and the atmosphere was just right.The quiet desert ushered in the second wave of noise, golden light flashed in the sky, and a sharp blade with a cold luster flashed down from the sky accompanied by a strong killing intent.

When the spear plunged into the sand beside her feet, Saber immediately hugged the box's waist tightly, dodging the incoming attacks with agility and agility.

You don't need to think about such an attack, you know who is coming.

Such a familiar magic power—a haughty aura.

The sandy land that only relies on moonlight and starlight to obtain a little light suddenly looks like daytime, and the golden light suddenly gathers dots and dots to form an arrogant and domineering figure.

Saber let go of her hand, blocked the box in her outstretched hand, and with a movement of her right hand, the holy sword was held in the hand of the King of Knights again.

"Archer." The tone was without a trace of emotion, flat but cold as ice.The young man in golden armor appeared in front of him with an inexplicable smile, and his red eyes were full of malice.

"Saber." This call was extremely slow, with a slight drag at the end, like a python wrapped around its neck.

Needless to say anything, the two kings understood that this was a decisive battle.The awe-inspiring swordsman faced the arrogant king, and the air seemed to freeze into ice at this moment.There was silence all around, only the hissing sound of the blade being blown by the wind.

Box tactfully retreated several hundred meters, pulling himself away from the battlefield.She won't help Saber fight Archer together, and Saber doesn't want her to do it either.Because this is a battle that belongs to Arthur and Gilgamesh.The battle that has been going on since ten years ago.

In the distance, Saber's straight back muscles and the appearance of holding a sword made Boxer feel extremely excited, and couldn't help being in a daze, feeling that those broad shoulders could withstand everything.

Archer was not polite, and waved his hand to summon the strangely shaped love sword.He rushed straight towards Saber with all his strength, the piercing sound of the two swords colliding burned the blood in his whole body, the smile on the corner of his mouth rose uncontrollably, and the blood-red pupils were filled with unstoppable killing intent.

"This time, we will definitely be able to decide the winner." Archer said with a maniacal laugh, "I have really made this king wait for a long time!" As soon as the voice fell, there was another clang, which was so powerful that it shook Saber's jaw with pain.

Saber did not show any weakness, holding the long sword tightly with both hands and relentlessly every time she counterattacked, the move hit the opening, the magic of the wind turned into an invisible sharp blade, when the sword fell, countless wind and sand were rolled up, as if to cut flesh and blood into pieces.

The battle between the kings always makes the viewers excited, and the life-and-death battle between the kings from different legends and eras is even more reluctant to blink.It's not just to appreciate their every move, but to feel purely pleasing to the eye.

Just like men like to watch beautiful women dance and compete together, women also like to watch handsome and majestic men fighting each other.

If Assassin could see this scene at this time, he would definitely show an extremely excited expression, and a flush of excitement would also appear on his fair cheeks.The box is okay, although she thinks it's good, but it's not as close to perverted as the Queen of Assyria.

Archer and Saber are evenly matched, so I feel somewhat worried.However, due to the man's self-esteem problem, she did not take a step forward.It's just that all his thoughts were on Saber, ignoring the changes around him.

Another sudden flash of silver light flashed from the top of the central temple in Pandora City, and rushed towards the box at an extremely fast speed without any distracting thoughts or melancholy.

There was a sudden sound of the wind in her ears, and the blood and heart speeded up at the same time. Such a familiar feeling made the dark pupils of the box shrink a little, and she didn't even have the slightest reaction.That ray of silver light brought her up and hurriedly flew towards the deserted sand farther away.

When Archer saw the silver light, he knew who it was. After snorting, he said to the flustered Saber, "Hey, don't get distracted. Your opponent is me." The captured one was distracted, raised his leg and slammed into Saber's abdomen.

Saber coughed, regardless of the pain, the sword moved slightly obliquely, and the blade slashed against Archer's abdomen, leaving a not deep but very obvious slender wound.

The box was nowhere to be seen, Saber frowned, being able to deduce who that silver light was, and the vain appearance of Archer also had an explanation.

Saber is very clear about the strength of his master, a few seconds of distraction and worry are enough, although he is holding his lover, but at this moment all he thinks about is the thorny archer in front of him.

The land of yellow sand is no better than a city, there is no cover to avoid the continuous attacks from Wang Lvjian, which makes Saber who has no long-range attack ability somewhat suppressed.The swordsman did not panic because of this, on the contrary, the more he fought, the calmer he became. After all, there are no innocent human beings here, and he can release the violent wind magic to his heart's content.

Not just a sword, the gust of wind that rolled fine sand and gravel turned into a ruthless sharp blade, like a small tornado trying to swallow Archer into his stomach time and time again.At the same time, it also created a certain obstacle for Archer's line of sight, which gave Saber more time to counterattack.

The magic of the wind is supplemented, and the sword is the main one.Zhao Zhao attacked the archer's gap, but it didn't take long for the arrogant and ancient king to appear many seemingly small but extremely deep wounds.

How can Archer make Saber feel better?After accurately grasping the opponent's attack, the golden sword changed shape with a click, which seemed strange but made Archer's attack more swift and violent.

After getting closer to each other, every swing of the sword is like swinging a fist, the little knuckle is close to Saber's ear, followed by an extremely sharp blade. Although Saber dodged away, a deep gash was drawn on his cheek.

Another punch, the wind of the fist hit the Adam's apple, Saber tried to take a few steps back, but was kicked on the calf by Archer.The numbness suddenly covered, and the feet softened and half knelt on the sand.

Archer let out a very pleasant 'ha', stepped forward and grabbed Saber's blond hair, raised his knee and slammed Saber's face.

This made Saber a little dizzy, the corner of her mouth was split, bloodshots slid down, she looked very embarrassed.

He raised his hand and swung a sword subconsciously, the wind and sand rolled up by the magic of wind forced Archer to distance himself from Saber.

Archer was not in a hurry, and looked at Saber who stood up again, straightened up and held the holy sword in a standard posture with interest.

"Saber, as the king of knights, you, who are known as a noble existence, would fall in love with an extremely filthy creature. This king is really surprised. Could it be that you don't know where your master came from?" Still holding the weirdly shaped sword tightly in his arm, he didn't continue to attack Saber, but raised his chin slightly, and said in a mocking voice.

After hearing the word 'dirty', Saber frowned tightly, and the displeasure burst out of her heart.He didn't want to quarrel with Archer, so he pressed his lips tightly and kept silent.This actually made Archer happier.

"No, you definitely know it. Even this lord can sense it. How could you who fell in love with this kind of monster not know?" Arhcer snorted, using extremely bad words, and said : "As long as you get close and feel the magic power fluctuations, you can understand the existence, that indelible stench. It's like the turbulent turbidity of the lake of the dead, the breath that emanates. Holding the holy sword But you don't dislike it at all... But it's also true, if it weren't for the powerful supply of magic power from these monsters, how could you and I fight in full strength. For this, this king is sincerely grateful to them."

"The box is not dirty." Saber finally couldn't help but retort: ​​"Please don't compare my master with yours."

"Ha, it seems that I was really confused."

"So what?" Saber laughed indifferently, showing a smile that was completely different from the atmosphere at this time. He said: "My master is a very outstanding woman, and I really love her very much. Look at her. It doesn't matter if she's a human or a monster."

There is no falsehood in the words, and there is indistinct affection in the smile.The silver-armored swordsman is calm and composed, and does not feel ashamed or shaken by his love affair or the ridicule of his opponent.

Archer laughed again and said, "Oh, your sword will become dull."

"will not."

"You, who became more interesting ten years ago, fell into a stupid love affair. Saber, let me ask you, why did your sword dance?"

"Dancing because of myself." Saber said without hesitation, her green pupils were full of determination.

"itself?"

"For the world I love, for the lover I love."

Everything he loves belongs to the present and not to the past.

Carlome is already a dream, and the persistence of ten years ago has long been dissipated in the wind.At this moment, Saber is fighting for the Holy Grail, for destroying it, for herself.

The Holy Grail dressed in a false veil of salvation will only bring misfortune, and it should not exist in this world full of malice.

He who was confused once, must not make a second mistake.The heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail are nothing more than resentful spirits who were obsessed with life, and this should not exist.

Including himself.

So, why did Saber go to the love box?

Because he is clear, so is the box.

Ahh, such a brutal resemblance.

The author has something to say: the feel is really... worrying.

It hasn't been updated for a month. In fact, it didn't feel bad at first.It's because I lost my motivation because I didn't leave a message. This is the first time Xiong Xiong, who has been writing CP texts, has encountered such a situation.

Write an online article, and post it just to have a message to read and to satisfy yourself.

If it is gone, to be honest, it will be very tiring to continue, and this plot is a serious drama rather than a casually written plot that only falls in love.

The outline and draft have been written long ago, and there are many, many plots that I want to write in the future.About the second meeting of father and daughter, Mordred's final ending.There is also Sakura who has not lost her memory and has been living with one breath until now.King Arthur's ultimate affiliation.

For me, this article is the standard Mary Suwen, all kinds of cheats.And I think the greatest joy of writing Su Wen is to be able to Su with readers?

Ah ha ha ha, maybe I wrote too badly.Or maybe it was because I didn't refuse when the editor forced me to V.

Oops, now the Z strategy has changed again, and the same person cannot V.It would be great if I made a hole during this time period.I can't help but have such thoughts, I really regret it.

But the main reason is that I can't bear the loneliness, and I can't do without leaving a message.Things written with a sense of responsibility will be terrible.

Well, a lot of long-winded, and finally the main words.

This update is random, I will try to finish it as much as possible, try to keep [-] updates a week?This time, the [-]-word list has not been completed yet, and I would make such a mistake. It is conceivable how bad the feel and motivation are wwwww

Then, Xiong Xiong was going to write the CP book, and it was too uncomfortable to write the text without replying to the message.I want a change of mood.