[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

Then say so.

Hearing these words, the woman's original lack of enthusiasm suddenly became louder.

"Diarmuid, do you have to speak so carefully?" She called his real name.

The very serious tone and expression made the man feel a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"I admit that the previous attitude was not very friendly. It must have left you with a rather capricious impression, right?"

Diarmuid was a little uncertain. Is the master talking to him now?

Seeing that he did not speak, Heyamendi tilted his head and looked at him, staring into his eyes, trying to read something from it.Confuse?at a loss?flustered?neither.But there was a light that made her extremely reassured in those honey-like golden eyes.

"Master, you really don't have to say that, I didn't take it to heart at all." One sentence wiped off the cold reception I received, "If you need me to go on patrol..."

The white-haired woman couldn't keep her mouth shut.After a while, she recovered from her surprise.

"Of course..." she muttered, "Let's patrol as a spirit body tonight, don't be seen by the familiar."

Diarmuid nodded, placed the tools in his hand, and disappeared.

Hoyamendi didn't go to bed.After watching the servant leave, she casually found a bench and sat down.What's next? ——He Yamendi couldn't judge for a while.But one thing is certain, and that is...

He took off his shoes, raised his legs and placed them vertically on the edge of the chair, and hugged his legs with both hands.After sitting lazily for a while, finally, she heard herself calling:

"lancer."

She felt that she had to say something to the servant.

Unsurprisingly, Diarmuid appeared quickly, "Master?" The spearman's bouncing voice echoed in the chapel of the small church, asking the master who called him back with his eyes.

He Yamendi didn't look back, she frowned slightly, and after a while, her thin lips let out a whisper, and said to the man behind her:

"I admit that it is difficult for me to trust you completely. I can't guarantee that I can do it completely."

This sudden topic caught the man off guard, and he didn't know how to answer it for a while.Heyamendi didn't care, she hoped that the servant could listen to her quietly.She straightened her thoughts and said again:

"Those matters between the monarch and his ministers, how the master and his servants should get along correctly...those things... have never been my expertise. I also want to open my heart to you and deal with all these things, but I can't do it. Diarmuid, you are not wrong. Among us, the one who is far below the pass line is me..."

Heyamendi's slightly blunt smile bloomed on the corner of his lips, and Diarmuid stared at the back of his master without saying a word.

"...I just want to say this for the time being, you go! Be careful." Finally, she stood up, walked up to the black-haired spearman, and smiled hard, "If you find the familiar is approaching, before it notices destroy it before you."

The previously cold and demarcated tone from time to time has completely disappeared.Although the gloomy haze has not disappeared from He Yamendi's face, it seems that a ray of sunshine is gradually emerging from it.Facing the flowery smile of the white-haired woman, Diarmuid felt dizzy for a while.

"Yes, master. Please also open the barrier to ensure your own safety!"

What she had was the spearman? A forceful response and an unwavering gaze.Heyamendi suddenly had an untimely thought that even if her Holy Grail journey ended abruptly at this moment, she should be satisfied with it.

Tonight's night seems to be particularly foggy and frosty, the sky is dark and there is no starlight.Diarmuid wasn't sure if it was because the rain had just stopped.

Heroic Spirit's eyesight is excellent. Although the air is filled with thick mist-like particles, it does not affect his detection at all.

A familiar that was trying to get close to the Golden Lane had already been shot by him, and the red and black monster was killed before it realized the approaching danger.Quickly dematerialize and restore the spirit body.Diarmuid wanted to kill more familiars instinctively, but he didn't dare to leave the castle area too far, and he was in the form of a spirit body, so the familiars couldn't see them at all, so there was no possibility of actively approaching him .

If it was in the past, when he was still playing for the Fiona Knights, he would definitely feel that such a battle was very unpleasant.

However, for the current Diarmuid, there is only one thing that is most important - the safety of the master.The importance of this thing even surpassed his own feelings.

Another familiar became his dead soul under the gun.

The moon had already passed its highest point and was about to sink to the west.

There doesn't seem to be anything unusual in the city.The fog gradually dissipated.

But this always makes people feel ominous is...?

***

Akiah fell into a frenzy.

When you wake up and find that all the surveillance methods you are proud of have been destroyed—the remaining familiars in the city are almost completely wiped out, you will probably be angrily unable to control yourself, right?

So what the red-haired girl is holding right now is this extreme emotion.

"Damn, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!—"

The sound transmission familiar sent out that unprecedented roar!

The red-haired girl tore in anger, killing intent surged in her eyes.Her self-esteem was severely trampled on!

"Aqiya, calm down!" The younger sister's roar made Elijah's eyelids twitch uncontrollably, "Tell me, how many Supervisor's familiars are there?"

"...One! There's only one left!!" Aqiya's eyes were burning with flames, she bit her lower lip tightly, and shouted angrily.

"Then, the number killed by..."

"21!"

"...While we were asleep last night, we wiped out 21 of them in one go...Do you know who did it?"

"I don't know!" The girl replied decisively.

"Well..." Elijah breathed out, "Call the surviving one back first, and don't call it again. Pay attention to preserving your strength. After the battle, there must be enough magic power for the berserker to act."

"Brother, can I send the berserker to kill them all right now?" a hateful voice asked the question.

"Of course...no."

It took a lot of effort, and finally calmed down my sister's anger temporarily.

After finishing the call, Elijah couldn't help thinking deeply—who is the murderer?

The sick child of the Maqili family?No, the body does not allow it.

That girl from Japan?No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like someone with such strength.

That unidentified man and woman?

Or all of the above, and their servants?

Elijah shook his head, forcing himself out of the unsolvable vicious circle.Now is not the time to think about these things. The familiar has already completed its initial investigation mission, and it's time for it to exit.Although the masters have not yet arrived, it is wrong to think that the victory or defeat will be determined by mere supervisors and familiars.

The trump card is still the secret union of their brother and sister and the servant.

***

Aqiya was probably far more than the only one who went crazy this morning.

After the sun shone in through the thin curtains and gently woke up the young man on the ground, Lai found that the blond boy who was quietly lying on his bed last night had long since disappeared!

"...That bastard! He just left without saying goodbye?!"

The young man got up at the speed of light, put on his clothes, and was about to rush out the door.

【No...I can't find him...】The idea immediately occupied his brain.

He didn't know the boy's experience, didn't understand the boy's personality, didn't understand what the boy wanted to do-even if he knew, he wouldn't understand.

He didn't even notice when he left...

Maybe the overnight stay last night was just to recharge your batteries?After recovering, leave immediately without saying goodbye?Unknown to him, he is not a negative person, but now he can only think so negatively.

The only thing that was certain was that Heilwen wanted to leave here, both physically and mentally.

And once you leave, no one will find you again.

……

***

Diarmuid and Heyamendi were having breakfast in a snack shop in the middle of the Golden Lane when they heard the news that all the familiars in the city had disappeared overnight.

Poor but young and hopeful couples often come here to patronize, the snacks are cheap and delicious, and the boss is enthusiastic and easy to talk to.

"I can feel that the filthy air nearby has completely dissipated, like a big cleansing."

Magicians are especially sensitive to objects made of magic.Diarmuid does not need to question the master's perception ability.On the contrary, there are always people around who will stop and look at him, which makes the black-haired gunman feel a little uncomfortable.But this is also the reason why Heyamendi kept him materialized by his side.

"Lancer... did you do it all?" When asking, the white-haired woman was looking at the menu directly above her eyes.

"I disappoint you." Diarmuid shrugged weakly, "Actually, I only killed two. There must be other servants that I don't know about."

The two—mainly Hoyamendi, actually—ordered grilled fish, baked potatoes, vegetable salad, and milk, and sat at the same table.

"It seems inconvenient for us to avoid people's eyes and eyes and talk at the same time. I hope that others will not suspect me."

"Master, I understand, because my clothes are in line with this era