[fatezero] The other side of the heart

The afterglow of the setting sun is scattered in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. In a bedroom as luxurious as that of a nobleman in the Middle Ages, the girl lies quietly on a soft big bed with exquisite curtains.Afterglow fell on her closed eyes, the girl opened them and sat up slowly.

"Miss, you finally woke up, how do you feel?" Mary hurriedly stepped forward to help Eserol up, and put the pillow behind her for her to lean on.

Ai Serol felt weak all over, but his spirit was fine. "Mary, I'm fine, you go out first. I'll call you again later."

"But miss, your body..." Mary discouraged.

"I know my body very well, you go out first." Ai Serol said again with an emphasis.

"Yes, Miss." Mary had no choice but to back down.

Ai Serol felt the magic link, and could be sure that the contract between the master and the servant had been established.

She called softly: "Lancer, are you there?"

At this time, a handsome man appeared beside Aiserol's bed and knelt on one knee. "I don't know how your body is, Master. Is it because you summoned me?" He frowned slightly, as if he thought he was the one who made her so weak.

Ai Serol looked at Lancer, smiled slightly and said, "This has nothing to do with you, I have been in poor health, and I fainted because the surge of magic power brought too much burden to my body when I summoned it. Yes. You don't have to mind."

"That's good, please take care of your body." Lancer still maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee.

Ai Serol looked at Lancer's appearance, golden eyes, a very characteristic hair on the forehead, a straight nose bridge, slightly pursed lips, and tear moles at the corners of the eyes. Fascinated yet.

Wait, obsessed? "The magic of charm?" Ai Serol realized that he was almost bewitched by his Servant just now.

"This is my innate curse, Master..." Lancer said nervously.

"I was just careless for a moment. As a magician, how could I be confused by such low-level magic." Ai Serol retorted, but his pale face still had a blush from embarrassment.

"It's natural. I believe that the Master who can summon me definitely has a very high ability to resist magic." Lancer's tone was very serious, but his slightly rippling hair still made her respond to his words. doubts about its authenticity.

Ai Serol "looked" at Lancer's strength.His agility is A+, which is really enviable, and his magic power is D, it seems that he needs to replenish his magic power frequently.But - what happened to Chi Guoguo's lucky E?God, are you jealous that he is more handsome than you?

"But can you stand up first? I don't feel comfortable talking to you like this."

"

Yes, my Master. "Lancer stood up and stood aside.

Ai Serol suddenly felt that his Servant was too serious.

"What's your real name?" Ai Serol asked.Well, this is the first step to understand your own Servant.

"Diarmuid Odina." Lancer replied.

"

I remember you as a hero of Celtic mythology... Chief Knight of the Irish Order of Fiona? "

"...Master, do you...know mine?" Lancer asked in disbelief.

"Hmm. I've seen many legends about heroes." Ai Serol recalled Dimuludo's story, and suddenly felt that God really envied him to be more handsome than himself.

"Then what is your wish?" Well, this is the important second step.

Lancer was silent for a moment and said, "I have no wish. I just want to dedicate my loyalty to you, Master, and to win the final victory for you."

Ai Serol was a little surprised, "Isn't the Holy Grail only summoning those who have wishes?"

"If I have to say a wish, then it is my wish to be loyal to you and obtain the Holy Grail for you." Diarmuid said with firm eyes.

Does he still regret that he was not loyal to his monarch to the end?Aiserol thought, but looked at Diarmuid's firm eyes and still didn't say these words.

Diarmuid looked at Iserol as if he was thinking about something, and didn't respond to his own words. Sure enough, he still can't be trusted?He bowed his head and said nothing.

"I believe in you. But it's really a good wish for me." Ai Serol said with a smile, "Then guess what my wish is."

Dilum was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect such an answer, but he saw Ayserol's smiling and trusting eyes, and knew that this would never be a perfunctory answer.

"Is it to obtain...a healthy body?" Diarmuid hesitated.

"Almost. If I can get the Holy Grail, I think I want to be free." Even if she has a healthy body, if she still lives like this, it will only delay her death for a longer time. That's all.

"Am I too greedy? I want both a healthy body and freedom." Ai Serol smiled slightly.

"This is by no means a greedy wish. I will do my best to help you achieve your wish." Although Diarmuid didn't know what this smiling girl had experienced, he read a trace of sadness from her smile. mean.

"Thank you, my knight."

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