[Fate] queen

Chapter 75

"You come with me."

Feeling the familiar lightness, Guinevere reached for the knight's wrist.

"temple……"

Lancelot immediately stiffened his back, watching the other party's slender fingers put on his wrist and hold it firmly. At this moment, he seemed extremely passive, and this scene was reflected in his blank eyes, as if he hadn't realized what was going on. what happened.

"Don't be nervous, it won't hurt you."

Guinevere was amused by the knight's clumsy response: "Feel its presence, Lancelot."

is the wind.

What flows from the arm is refreshing and refreshing.

Hearing this sentence, Lancelot immediately realized something sensitively, his eyes were extremely surprised, and he stayed on Guinevere quickly and briefly.

But Guinevere didn't notice anything wrong with this.

It was also due to the habits he had cultivated over the years. As a knight, Lancelot's duty was to wave the sword in his hand and be on guard for all external crises at all times.He didn't look directly into Guinevere's eyes for a long time, because that would only reveal his thoughts unreservedly, and this was exactly what he was most afraid of.So he warned himself all the time, and adopted the method of maintaining the most calm posture behind that person on ordinary days after another, secretly looking at the queen's back with the most indifferent eyes, Just staring at her silently and greedily, those countless one-seconds are treasures that belong to him alone.

Yes, for the past ten years he has kept this shameful delusion well hidden.And in the future, it will definitely continue to be like this.

The wind gently shuttled around the outside of the knight's thin body, gradually expanding the scope of movement. It rubbed against the opponent's cheek coquettishly, dancing on his skin, gently isolating all resistance from the outside world, bringing gentleness coolness.

Lancelot felt that his body was gradually getting lighter, and he followed their movements like feathers.

He seemed to be part of the wind.

Maybe it's not just the wind.

Such a speed...

The forest of iron and steel under the feet is swiftly passing in front of the eyes, replaced by towering ancient trees that gradually become clear.

Lancelot's gaze swept across the front again, and Guinevere's figure was reflected. It was still only a second, but it was enough for him to imprint this scene in his heart.He noticed that her soft black hair was not messed up, and the invisible wind took good care of her.

Guinevere stopped suddenly, and the wind still gathered around her obediently, allowing her to stand in the air and look at the winter forest shrouded in smoke and wind from afar.

The soaring magical power made her temporarily stop in her tracks, a little surprise appeared in her heart, but Guinevere was not the only one who stopped by it.

"Looks like we missed something."

Lancelot said calmly: "Someone is fighting, Your Highness. I'm afraid the other party is not an ordinary person to be able to produce such an astonishing magical impact."

"Let's go." Guinevere nodded unconsciously, expressing her agreement.But at the same time, it also aroused her strong desire to compete, "It doesn't matter, no matter whether he is unknown or passed down through the ages, he will be defeated by us. We are the strongest masters and servants. Are you right, Saber? ?”

"Yes, Master."

"By the way, when I go back, I have to buy Oden for Sakura to take away. That's great. That kid is getting better at acting like a baby."

"She cares about you."

"No, it should be said that she cares about us, Saber."

After a brief stay, the figures of the two rushed forward again.

Guinevere, as the wife of the head of the Matou family and a participant in the Holy Grail War—the master who summoned the strongest Heroic Spirit of the Seat of Swords, officially stepped into the battlefield on behalf of her husband.

Arturia stood still from a distance, staring at the master and slave who were so discordant that they started fighting at the slightest disagreement, what's the trouble?Can you still snatch the Holy Grail happily?What about fighting each other between the promised heroic spirits?What's the matter if the master tore it up with his followers?

She felt a deep helplessness like nowhere to focus.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

Kenneth was stunned for a long time, and then he seemed to come to his senses, tried his best to suppress the urge to be choked, and tried his best to maintain the graceful posture that no longer existed (after all, it was already at the moment when he was picked up by the follower and ran away) Destroyed) Order: "Put me down, Lancer."

Arturia looked down at him silently, as if to say, "Are you making trouble? Are you stupid? Where is the place in this poor place to let you go?"

In front of her eyes was the devastated scorched earth with pits and pits, countless tree stumps, broken arms, and dead bodies, with almost nowhere to set her feet. If the master was put down, then when the enemy came, she didn't know if she would be able to kill him again in time. Fish it out of this pile of junk and run away.

it is more than words.

So Lancer ignored the angry Master, and still kept this posture according to his own ideas, holding the gun with one hand with a serious face, and fishing for the Master with one hand, it was extremely hard work.

Kenneth gritted his teeth fiercely, and was about to go mad with anger, his face began to show distorted lines.

After all, the current situation is completely beyond his expectations, or in other words, runs counter to it.

In the original vision of the magician, the Holy Grail War should have been a noble duel where the magicians bet on their dignity, but who knew that so many gutter rats with no dignity of background were mixed into this war that was enough to make the contestants enter the annals of history In the process, it led to the result that he lost all face now.

Unforgivable!

How dare he trample on a talented magician like this, he will make them pay the price!

Emiya Kiritsugu took the opportunity to successfully find Irisviel and Hisau Maiya, quickly ended a few brief exchanges, then escorted his wife to dodge and break through in a hurry, carefully guarding against all possible attacks.He calmly thought about where the base area was destroyed and where he would set up camp next.The Little Holy Grail lost its powerful protective trump card, and the magician killer couldn't devote himself to the assassination activities at all.

To be fair, this is different from what I thought!

Hei Qiqi is very obedient, is it the best sword to use?The promised lesser holy grail is the master who drives the servants?we agreed……

It's hard to say, really hard to say.

The author has something to say:

After being slapped in the face by the official, I felt the call of the new love and the old love...

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