black Knight

After the meeting with Pengo Lie ended, Alicia inevitably complained a little.

"It's just a group of children's army!"

The white-haired girl scratched her hair and walked on the deserted street with her heroic spirit, perhaps because the war was coming, and there were fewer and fewer people on the streets of Bingmoriming (traversal).

Most of the shops are also closed, and at this time, only the vending machines are still standing there and sticking to their posts, providing services for human beings.

"Miss Alicia... is actually about the same age as them."

Hearing this, the black-haired Heroic Spirit smiled and looked at the girl beside him.

Because of her sophisticated performance all the time, even he almost ignored that she was actually just a 15-year-old girl.

At this age, she should be still in school like her peers, with a little innocence and hope in her eyes like the boys she saw earlier, but the reality is that she has devoted herself to the battle of life and death with determination time and time again middle.Although not quite the same as him, she can also be said to be a "warrior" who has experienced many battles.

Neither the past he lived in nor the present he knew in his mind had any reason for a girl of this age to go to the battlefield.

The more we get along, the more respect we have, and the more respect we have, the more sympathy we have.

She shouldered too many responsibilities that did not belong to her, and took on too many important responsibilities that had nothing to do with her.

"I'm not like them." Hearing what Diarmuid said, Alicia snorted disdainfully, "I'm a professional."

As long as I can remember, I have been preparing for the Holy Grail War, and the education I have received is also for the Holy Grail War-only when I was in school, I was exposed to some magic that has nothing to do with combat.

Alicia in the past, and she in the present, have made ten years of preparations for that day to come.

"Alicia is certainly different from them."

The black-haired Heroic Spirit nodded in agreement.His master is much better than them, there is no doubt about it.

Although magicians and mafia are hardly comparable due to their different strengths, Alicia is much more mature than them mentally.

Those children have not witnessed death with their own eyes, and their hands have not yet borne the weight of life.Even if he keeps yelling to kill someone, he won't really do it.

There is nothing wrong with this innocence, but it is not suitable for people like them.

This point... Ten years later, they should have a deep understanding.

Thinking of the brown-haired man with a warm smile, but exhausted from time to time.Alicia sighed involuntarily.

But now...

"Forget it...Anyway, I never interrupted my action with them, so it's not a loss—but Emiya Kiritsugu...he didn't know where he went when he came out, which means he also wants to be with us. Shall we act separately?"

Alicia gathered her coat and saw the swing in the roadside park with sharp eyes. Alicia walked over quickly when she saw this facility that she had only seen but never played before, turned around and sat on it, and said: The exhaled air turned into bursts of white smoke and disappeared into the cold winter air.

"It's the first time I've been on a swing...I've only heard people say that when I swayed, I felt like I was about to fly. At that time, I always wanted to be free. When I heard people say that, I thought I would definitely have the opportunity I want to play on the swing once. But then I got too busy and forgot about it.”

Alicia pushed hard on her toes, and grabbed the iron chains on both sides with both hands and shook them up and down.

"But looking at it now, the feeling is actually not as exaggerated as they said - it's not as good as when Diarmuid you took me to run."

Occasionally, I also feel that, in fact, her heroic spirit is like a pair of her wings.

With him, she will be free [Red Mansion] The winner is king.With him, she was able to face the world only on her own behalf.

The black-haired Heroic Spirit walked behind Alicia silently, and gently helped her push up the swing.

Although she said that, he could still tell from her expression that she actually liked this toy very much.

Alicia was unlike any woman he had ever seen.Although occasionally moody, she is resolute and brave, even braver than many men.She never shirks responsibilities and crises, and her slender back is always straight, standing there like a flag.

But probably because she seems too tough, she seldom shows obvious likes and dislikes for anything, but after nearly half a year of getting along, he can still notice that when Alicia faces something she likes , the expression is always particularly soft.

Probably only at this time, she looked especially like a teenage girl.

Sitting on the swing, Alicia didn't know what Diarmuid was thinking, she was just enjoying this moment of leisure.

In a park where there is no one else but the two of them, there is an undisgusting breeze blowing past your face. You don't have to rack your brains to calculate the Holy Grail War, and you don't have to worry about those mafia.

It is also a happy thing to have such a short time to let go of your mind and think about nothing.

"Hey, Diarmuid, did you have any songs at that time?"

The question of Alicia playing cards unreasonably made the black-haired Heroic Spirit stunned for a moment.

"...It's not so much a song, it's better to say that it's a poem, which usually sings about heroes, tells about battles, or celebrates the harvest. It's still different from...the current songs."

He also listened to the songs played on the street, which were almost completely different from his time.

"Come sing a song?"

The white-haired girl suddenly leaned forward and turned her head, smiling at the man behind her, and her words successfully made the man's body stiff.

"This, this..."

"Hey, this is the Master's request~"

Although he knew that the other party had no intention of ordering, the black-haired Heroic Spirit subconsciously obeyed her, but he still added a proviso——

"Although I still remember the tune, I can't remember the words clearly...I just hum, is that okay?"

"No problem... But to be honest, even if you sing the lyrics, I may not be able to understand them." Even magicians are not proficient in all languages.

Alicia responded briskly, but then, she couldn't laugh anymore.

——She remembered the life of Diarmuid who had dreamed about it.

In the years that should have been the most glorious in his life, he led Princess Granny to live a life of ups and downs, taking care of the delicate princess while avoiding the pursuit of his former comrades-in-arms.Wandering between territories without purpose, the heroes of the past have lost their former glory.

It has been a long time since the days of listening to bards sing poems around the fire with relatives and friends... Perhaps it is because of this that I forget those once-familiar songs.

But remembering those tunes, does it also prove that he still has nostalgia for his former life?

Just when she was thinking wildly, a man's humming sounded behind her. The ancient and distant tune was hummed by the man with a magnetic voice. Although she didn't know what kind of story the original song told, it still made Alicia gradually Get addicted to it.

There is no beautiful language, no gorgeous rhetoric.A song like that is heavenly without embellishment—just like the man who is humming it.Standing there is a landscape.

"What a pair of mandarin ducks with a leisurely heart. There is still a date with such a leisurely mood at this time."

The sudden uninvited guest interrupted the short leisure time of the two.

"...So, I hate uninvited guests the most." Alicia sighed, but she didn't even have the intention to stand up from the swing, "It will be very annoying if one is less polite than the other. .”

"What an impolite little girl." The man in the white uniform snorted dissatisfiedly, "Let me teach you what is polite."

Facing the posture posed by the other party, the girl who was sitting on the swing gently swayed without the slightest intention of defending herself. She brushed her long white hair behind her and showed a mocking smile:

"……I am sorry."

The white-haired girl tilted her head.

"I'm not interested in the preaching of the dead."

As soon as the words fell, the golden gun tip pierced the chest of the man in white uniform.The figure of the black-haired heroic spirit standing behind Alicia appeared behind the man.When he turned his eyes, he didn't move the golden short spear that had pierced into the man's chest. When he turned the long spear, the tip of the spear swung across the open space, bringing up a string of bright red blood beads.

Another man in a white uniform fell down clutching his throat.

Looking at the two motionless corpses in front of her, Alicia sighed softly:

"That's why I said, I'm not interested in the preaching of the dead -- I'm not interested in receiving people who seek their own death."

While she was speaking, a black shadow flashed behind her, and another string of blood drops fell. The attacker who was originally behind her took a few steps back while clutching her neck, and fell to the ground with a few muffled sounds from her throat. .

At this moment, the cat-shaped familiar jumped onto Alicia's lap and licked her paws slowly.

The white-haired and red-eyed girl didn't turn her head to look at the corpse that was gradually losing temperature, but shook her head helplessly and looked at the familiar who seemed to be acting coquettishly on her lap.

"Human blood is not tasty, stupid cat."

Alicia reached out and flicked the cat-shaped familiar on the forehead, looked up and saw that Diarmuid was walking towards her with his gun closed, so he also grabbed the iron chains on both sides of the swing and tried to stand up, but after a stagger Sitting back heavily, she almost sat on the cat-shaped familiar who just jumped off her lap, but at this moment, she couldn't care less about her 'little pet'.

"Dilmodo."

Alicia's voice trembled a little, and thin beads of sweat oozed from the skin of her forehead, hanging tremblingly on her forehead.Looking at the black-haired heroic spirit who rushed to her side all of a sudden, she pulled out a bitter smile:

"It seems that I have to ask you to help me find a wheelchair later."

The day that was predicted a long time ago has finally come.

"Miss Alicia!?"

The author has something to say: I misremembered, so tomorrow is the barbecue festival =l=

Well, no matter what, let’s sprinkle some sugar today =3=~

Speaking of sharing a video that I couldn't help but echo in my mind when I was writing the pinch fight... Kneel, I can no longer look directly at the shredded papa...

=3=I wish the girls a happy BBQ Festival in advance

See you in the message~~~~~~~~~~~