Collision at the Grave of the Winery [Comprehensive]

"Knights of the Round Table?" Layers upon layers of shadows fell on the girl inside the house through the window, and the dim moonlight from outside could only create a blurred halo from the hazy shadows. The girl moved slowly.

"Two days ago, someone from a warehouse was indeed taken away... I thought it was the port mafia?" Xia You pretended to be confused, and the girl's voice sounded very puzzled, and she paused for a long time Then he raised his eyebrows: "You want me to track down this ancient knight who calls himself Lancelot?"

The person on the other end of the phone was Gin, and his tone didn't sound very pleasant. There was a hint of anger in the man's deep voice, and Xia was happy when he heard it.

It is clear that the two people are super at odds no matter on the surface or in private, but Rum likes to throw it at Gin for such notifications, as if he is sure that the other party is a useful model worker and will not die from overwork .

"About this Knights of the Round Table, do you have any information?" Xia Yong walked into the kitchen with the phone between his shoulders and face, opened the refrigerator, and brought out a bottle of milk.

The girl casually poured milk into the mug, tore open a packet of instant coffee and poured it in.Strange to say, Mingming Xia doesn't like milk very much, and doesn't drink black coffee, but she has a unique preference for things like lattes, and she doesn't pay much attention to them. She basically has instant coffee sold in the market every day. Have a drink.

The metal teaspoon was knocking on the porcelain mug, and the faint voice was transmitted through the phone to Gin on the other end. The number one killer of the black organization gritted his teeth and said, "You just Can't wait until the lecture is over before getting your coffee?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I wasting my time making coffee just to listen to your bullshit?" The influence that is indispensable to the organization is confident: "I see, the Knights of the Round Table and Lancelot, right? I will keep an eye on them."

After finishing speaking, the girl hung up the phone with a beep. The pale light of the refrigerator hit the girl's face and looked a little weird. The man next to the girl reached out to take the coffee from the girl's hand, and said expectantly: " Is this the devil lava that can send me to hell?"

"No, it's not." Xia You said indifferently: "If you don't put down my coffee, I'm the one who will send you to hell."

"Uh wow, no, I'm afraid of pain." The black boy lowered his head and said perfunctorily, "What's the hunt for the Knights of the Round Table and Lancelot──You're the mastermind behind the scenes, aren't you?"

"...I never thought I could hide it from you." Xia You turned on the light in the living room with a bang, and looked at Osamu Dazai who was standing inside the room with a complicated gaze: "I just didn't expect you He was actually a really nice person.”

"Huh? That's too much──" No trace of injury could be heard from Osamu Dazai's voice, the sweet voice condensed into a ball of sticky honey in the air, and turned towards Xia You Attacked, the girl stretched out her hand expressionlessly, and pinched Osamu Dazai's cheek forcefully, the boy's fair face, which looked even pale, was instantly flushed with blush following the attacking pain: "It hurts—— ─Xia Youjiang, it hurts a lot!"

"You are afraid of pain, so aren't you afraid of death?" Xia You said angrily, and she threw the coffee she had just snatched from Dazai Zhi's palm heavily on the coffee table in the living room: "Run to me and ask Is the Knight of the Round Table the person I arranged—you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

"If Xia Youjiang wants to make a move, I'm very happy." The boy's ending sound raised a little, as if he was excited about the situation in the girl's words. Xia You stared at him without saying a word, as if he wanted to stare him out. Anyway, after several minutes of stalemate between the two, Osamu Dazai was the first to lose: "Okay, okay——Because Xia Youjiang won't do anything to me."

"You know again?" Xia You snorted coldly, crossed his arms and looked at the young man with a worried face, with the word [just your skin] clearly written on his face.

"Of course I know, because Xia Youjiang is a good person──" Osamu Dazai rubbed his cheeks with a smile. In addition to the red cheeks that were pinched by the girl just now, the boy's eye sockets were still slightly black, yes Dazai Osamu suddenly appeared in front of the girl just now, and was beaten by Xia You when he mentioned the Knights of the Round Table.

"...You're so disgusting." Xia You pursed his lips, turned his head helplessly, and paused for a few seconds before speaking again: "I can probably guess why the armed forces of the port mafia appeared there ...you did it, right?"

The girl's eyes were a bit dry, she blinked hard, the summer's sweltering heat disappeared without a trace in the house, the air drawn into the room by the stable air conditioner seemed to be soaked in ice, blowing her body His eyes became more sour: "Mind your own business."

"Oh, oh-" Osamu Dazai bent down slightly, his height is much taller than a girl who is two years older than himself, 15 years old is like a dividing line, stagnating the time of Chuya Nakahara, but quickly Raising the altitude of Osamu Dazai: "If you want to cry, I can lend you my shoulder."

"No, who's going to cry." Xia You rolled his eyes at him, but was forced back by the young man's words with a faint sourness.

No one said what Osamu Dazai did, and no one guessed it, except Xia You and the boy who made the whole plan.

"I recognize you as a friend—yes, the Knights of the Round Table and Lancelot are all mine—the Assassin Order and the Magic Association are all mine."

After driving away Osamu Dazai, Lancelot, dressed in ordinary clothes, emerged from the shadows, with doubts in his eyes, but he did not question Xia Youxia's decision.

"Are you wondering why I told Dazai these things?" Xia You stood at the window, watching the young man in a black windbreaker walk briskly away. He was obviously a human being swallowed by the black mud of the world. It was like the reincarnation of the Fuyuki Holy Grail back then, but strangely made the corners of Xia You's lips curl up slightly.

"I have never seen a man like him, surrounded by a loneliness that is larger and more boundless than the world, trying to gain meaning in life through death... but will be oversimplified by [friend] The heavy words stumble her footsteps." The girl's olive green eyes were like black holes under the light, swallowing up all the light, and there was no way for a single bright color to appear in her eyes: "This world is for him. To put it simply, it is like opening clairvoyance, but he is different from a doctor, he has no way to seal this ability."

Lancelot quietly sat down on the carpet. The soft blue carpet was faintly creased. The ideal knight was very careful not to disturb his master's words.

This kind of time is not uncommon for him. Xia You likes to talk to himself by talking to the heroic spirits. Most of the heroic spirits have long been at ease with the habit of girls. At this time, they listen quietly. What the Master needs most.

"Oda Saku once said that Osamu Dazai was locked in boundless solitude. He got the qualification to push the door, but he didn't try to push the door open. He just waited quietly for him to come out."

"But I'm not that kind of person."

The aura that was hidden by the girl emerged faintly, and the power and influence that belonged exclusively to the Sun King was learned by the girl in every detail. Lancelot still remembered the first time he came to Chaldea and watched the girl talk to him. When that Ramses II acted like a baby, he and his colleagues looked in disbelief.

No one has ever thought about what the Sun King's pampering looks like, even Nitocris, who has been by Ozymandias's side all year round, doesn't know, but Dang Xia directed at the Sun King When acting coquettishly, even the bright sunshine that has remained unchanged for thousands of years seems to be suppressed, becoming gentle and not irritating.

"That's right, Xiayou wants to eat cake today." The little Emiya Xiayou ignored the earnest persuasion of the staff in Chaldea, and lied on Ozymandias' lap. The staff grimaced, and Ozymandias tapped his head lightly: "To be a king, you must have the posture of being a king, even if you are just a princess."

"But Xia You doesn't want to go to class today, I know everything they said!" Xiao Xia You puffed up, and Lancelot, who had just arrived in Chaldea, stiffly clenched his Hu Guang with a sword without regrets. , was lightly glanced at by the Sun King.

"Cheating is disrespect to Yu, do you know, Xia You?" The majestic Sun King said very seriously, but Lancelot, who was guarded by a shift today, could clearly see that he was not at all. I don't care, I just tease my [little daughter] with great interest.

"That's not true! Jill, Jill said it's okay to lie to your family!" Xia You protested, while Ozymandias raised his eyebrows: "The principles learned from Jin's place are not applicable to me── How does that guy know how to value his family, are you sure it's him and not Enkidu?"

"Huh?" The little girl blinked in confusion, as if her dull eyes had teased the majestic Sun King, and her hearty laughter rang out in the intrinsic barrier: "This kind of expression is disrespectful to Yu! But Yu agreed. Kuhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Kuhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Xiao Xia followed suit, laughing with the Sun King under Lancelot's bewildered gaze.

Wei Gong Xiayou walked out of the closed loop under the guidance and love of countless emperors. He is very clear about this and also understands the girl's thoughts at the moment.

"If it's a friend—"

"Is it okay to drag him out of the black mud and wash him?"