[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

On the day of the curse, everyone in the family was proud of her.As the second daughter, she didn't have this opportunity, but because her elder brother had no interest in magic, it was her turn to inherit the magic seal.

Ye shook his head, now is not the time to think about these things.

She looked around again.

The family members who saw her off had already left, and only five retainers appointed by her father went with her.But at this moment, the person she most wanted to see was not there.

Her gaze was erratic.

The moment she lowered her head and turned around, someone called her name.

"Ye..."

The girl turned her gaze.

A man in a black and white kimono with a samurai sword in his left hand slowly stepped out from the other send-off crowd.His slightly melancholic face is really handsome and impressive.

Amid the bustling farewell sounds, Qing Shui Yangli stood in front of the petite girl, looked down at the bright red command spell shining on the back of the girl's right hand, and then stared straight at her brown pupils.

"Don't leave here. I always feel that as long as you go to the Holy Grail War, we will never have a chance to meet again."

The man's eyes collided with Ye's.The girl who was about to leave her hometown for a long journey smiled and looked at the most gentle and gentle warrior she knew, with a smile on her face.

"...Don't hit me, Brother Yangli, am I so weak?...Ah, yes, I have something to ask you."

The man was concentrating on it with a stiff expression, "What's the matter?"

"I may be away for a long time, and you have to take good care of yourself when I'm not around." It takes several months to sail by sea alone, and more than a year to go back and forth.

The man nodded and sighed softly, "I promise you, and you have to promise me too, don't be brave! I don't know what kind of opponent you will meet, and you are the only one who will bear the danger on the road, which really makes me worry."

"I will take good care of myself, Uncle Liumu and the others will also take good care of me, don't worry!"

Looking back at the five retainers in black samurai uniforms, what they greeted was nothing but malicious looks.He knew that Ye's family didn't like their close contacts, so the hostility of the Tosaka family's retainers towards him was also expected.

The girl's perseverance and bravery are the qualities that deeply attract Qing ShuiYangLi.But at this moment, how much he hopes she can give up all this.

"If you encounter an opponent who is really invincible, don't fight recklessly. It's always good to leave a way out for yourself-the Holy Grail is not as important as life!" Qing Shui Yangli couldn't help but added.

"it is good!"

Ye smiled.

Qingshui Yangli is a samurai, which means that he is able to die for his beliefs without any memory, scruples, or hesitation.Only such people are qualified to be called warriors.Therefore, this remark is simply unacceptable in the eyes of others.

As a samurai, Shimizu Yangli actively encouraged Ye to escape in the face of adversity. This kind of rhetoric undoubtedly violated the spirit of bushido.However, Ye knew that Brother Yangli would say such things, all for her own good.

He doesn't want to lose her...

The man looks into the blue distance.

"And...don't forget me."

Hearing this, Ye's chest suddenly felt hot, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.Qing Shui Yangli turned his eyes back, and looked down at the girl who was only as tall as his neck.

"it is good."

Slowly, she raised her face and answered softly.

Then, she turned around and took a step.Surrounded by her retainers, she stepped onto the boarding ladder and walked forward to wait for her fate.

Qingshui's eyes were deep and bottomless, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Ye's figure went away, leaving only a small dot.

Pulling his thoughts away from the memories, Qing Shui Yangli came back to his senses, staring at his hands, clenched his fists tightly.

If only I had the ability and the talent to learn magic.In the field of magic, he is not recognized by anyone, but the important person has gone away. Now thinking about it, his efforts are nothing but a joke.

I want to catch up with her like that, I want to board the ship with her, I want to be with her all the time, I want to join her in the battle...

The young warrior suddenly felt a stabbing pain on the back of his right hand, and a circle of blood-red Command Seals slowly appeared.

***

"Grandfather, I'm coming in. I heard the servant said you called me?" A childish voice that belonged to a teenager echoed in the room.

"Well……"

A very short old man, his limbs were as dry and thin as a mummy, and his top was hairless.There was a hale and hearty look in the deep-set eye sockets, and he glanced at the polite and respectful young man at the door—the Command Seal on his right hand, with a mocking smile on his face.

Dim candlelight is the only bright spot in this gloomy castle room full of vampires.Some of the vines crawling outside the stone wall have even grown in along the window.The house seemed to be filled with the smell of the dead, silver teapots, white candles, and dusty decorations.

"How about the research I gave you last time?"

The old man's shriveled voice sounded in the empty room, and he stood with his back to the young man, as if he felt that there was no need to continue to look back at him.

"That... most of it has been completed, as long as you give me a little more time to improve the magic circle, I believe it will not take long for you to see satisfactory results."

The boy has very eye-catching short blond hair and lake-colored eyes. No matter how you look at it, he should be an energetic, lively and cheerful young master.But if you move your eyes downstream, you will find that he is actually on crutches.

Without the support of the steel cane, the young Maggie Helvin, who would feel powerless even to stand for a minute, is a weak and sick child due to congenital deficiencies.

His grandfather, Machry Zorgen, tapped the desk beside him with his withered palm.

"Did it take so long to finish? Forget it, I shouldn't have hoped for you. I overestimated you."

The scolded boy lowered his head and gritted his teeth, "I hope my grandfather will allow me to participate in the Holy Grail War. I will definitely make you look at me with admiration."

"I didn't expect that you, as a waste, would get the Command Seal." The old man's voice was full of unreserved sarcasm, "You have to understand that I have decided long ago to let your cousin inherit the magic seal of our Maqili family generation. , even if you can win the Holy Grail War with your body, it is impossible for you to become the successor. What's more...you have no chance of winning at all."

"Grandfather, thank you for your careful teaching and training for many years. I will always remember your kindness to me! I just think that if I can have a healthy body, I can better serve you and the whole family At your service. The reason why the Holy Grail has chosen me must be because of my wish. If you need it, I can give up my small wish and offer the Holy Grail to you!"

"Oh?" There was a very subtle gleam in the old man's cloudy eyes, and he looked back at the blond boy, "Do you actually think so? Can you give up your desire to obtain a healthy body?"

"Yes, the Holy Grail is reserved for grandfather alone!"

Hai Erwen tried his best to maintain a respectful tone, but he was already exhausted.He wished so much that there was a comfortable bed in front of him at this moment for him to lie down and rest.He gritted his teeth, gasped for breath, and the hand holding the steel cane gripped the cane more and more tightly.

Maqili Zorgen turned around, clasped his hands behind his back, and his penetrating gaze seemed to want to swallow the boy alive.

"It's a pity, Haierwen. This time the Holy Grail War was originally out of plan, and I have decided to abstain. Our Maqili family does not have a candidate who is strong enough to win the Holy Grail. Your young cousin still needs Trial. As for you... If you let a low-level magician like you participate in the war on behalf of the family, it is not an honor for us, but a shame."

"Grandfather!..."

The flustered voice revealed the boy's mood at the moment.In Haierwen's limited cognition, Einzbern, Maqili, and Tohsaka -- known as the "Holy Grail's three founders" -- what they hoped for all their lives was to make the legendary universal wishing machine reappear in the world.As one of the three major families, the Maqili family is naturally extremely eager for the Holy Grail.He originally wanted to get his grandfather to agree with the condition of offering the Holy Grail, isn't it still not possible?

"But...the Command Seal has appeared..."

"I will contact the supervisor to take back your command spell. If you have time to imagine, you might as well hurry up and complete the research task I assigned to you!"

The words of the old man undoubtedly issued an order to expel the guest.I saw him wave his hand, indicating that the conversation was over.The boy who was already sweating profusely had no choice but to back out.Looking at the closed door, Maqili Zorgen showed a disgusted expression.

It is a gift for you to survive so far, how dare you hang on to the Holy Grail?

Overwhelmed stuff!

With the help of the servant, the blond boy threw his exhausted body into the arms of the bed as soon as he returned to the bedroom.

"Master, please stay in bed and rest, don't make fun of your body." The caring and worried words of the loyal maid sounded beside her.

"……go out!"

When he heard the word [body], his cheeks, which seemed to have been severely burned by his grandfather's words, turned red, and Haierwen yelled angrily at the maid beside the bed.

The maid bowed and retreated helplessly.At the same time as the sound of closing the door sounded, the blond boy felt a sharp pain in his chest, covered his mouth with his hands and coughed a few times forcefully.When the palm is spread out, you can see the bright red blood on the palm of the hand.

Helvetia's mouth