The Endless Shuttle

"Is it."

Saber looked at Nero again, who was not afraid, raised his head, and seemed to show her the difference between the two.

"...Caster, the holy grail can only achieve a group of wishes, you should be aware of this?"

"Of course I know."

The price of defeat was for her predecessors-this is the truth about Nero becoming a follower of Rope.

Although Ropey said that he would fulfill his wishes for Nero, it was because of the reason Saber said that Nero never listened too seriously, only as a word of comfort from the gods. After all, Saber was the servant of the black-haired **** who actually concluded the contract. What kind of wishes could her subordinates forced by her situation to talk about.

but…

Hearing what Altria had meant, the Scarlet Queen rolled her eyes and a nasty smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She walked gracefully to the back of the Lopez sofa, a pair of jade hands supporting the shoulders of some inexplicable black-haired youth.

"Because I knew this, I chose to become a servant of Rope?"

"...What do you mean by this."

"I think, what I said is quite obvious."

Nero blinked emerald eyes innocently.

"Qing's Master said that as long as Yu works for him, he will fulfill his wish for Yu. In the dilemma of defeat, it is really a very good condition, so I agreed without thinking...Well, in the end It is the **** of war who is chanted, and the comparison between "authentic" and "fake" is still quite good. "

As soon as this word came out, not only Saber, but also the quiet who was a transparent person next to him reacted.

What Nero said is that Rope wants to abandon Saber and choose Caster.

-The serious conversation has not yet begun, and the atmosphere between the queen and the empress has a plan to deviate in the direction of the explosion.

And at the center point is Rope.

PS:

Recently, I changed the update time, and it will be updated tomorrow night. I can’t bear to stay up all night to write things continuously.

Chapter 85: On the last night, the devil’s troubled holiday will end

Seeing Saber's face getting more and more ugly, the sight of him under the quiet mask also became weird, Rope sighed, holding his forehead.

"Miss Nero, do you have to say these misleading words?"

"Why, did I make a mistake? Or does His Majesty Bachram plan to recklessly pay for the terms he has promised?"

"I didn't intend to go wrong, and fulfilling my wish is what I promised, but your description is too ambiguous."

Rope patted Nero's hand from his shoulder, and said sincerely to the blond knight king.

"Altria, I have a way to make the Holy Grail fulfill all the wishes of my followers. Can you believe me?"

"Ling Shu is in your hands, Rope, I don't believe there is any way."

Rarely, Altria's tone was a little emotional.

In contrast to the typical cuteness, the girl feels more cute.

"Ha. Don't say that." Rope laughed.

"Since the last war, have you seen me use Lingshu this thing?"

Except for the use of tactical spells that the slave and the master agree with each other, other tough commands will only make the relationship between the slave and the master worse, and Luo Pei is disdainful to use this method of degrading favorability.

The communication of mutual understanding is king.

"…I understand."

Ropey said this, coupled with his level of trustworthiness, although Saber had doubts about "the holy grail fulfills the wishes of all followers," but he pressed his patience and approved his statement.

"Saber, Qing is really like a soldier who has been coaxed around by those in power..."

"Nero!"

Before the Crimson Queen spoke to continue to light the dynamite barrel, Rope stopped her banter.

"The joke is almost here. There are more important things to say tonight. Are you sure you want to waste time on your meaningless likes and dislikes?"

Hearing this, Nero immediately shrugged his shoulders and motioned to follow the orders of the "Master".

Loreliya was still standing next to him like a wooden man. Even for the sake of the former player, it was not time to compete with Saber. The emperor still knew this.

However, Nero's eyes never looked away from Saber.

After listening to Rope talked about Saber’s persistence and tragic wishes during the battle, the emperor was very interested in Altria. It was normal that she would react like this to find people with similar looks, similar identities, but completely different personalities. .

Half curious, half instinctive rejection.

"The next thing is business."

Rope clapped his hands and attracted the attention of the girls.

"You all know the rules of the Holy Grail war more or less. Servant and Master, for the battle of the almighty cup, the magic of the defeated is absorbed by the little holy grail, and the last one remaining will get the right to make a wish—in a conventional sense."

"In fact, this is just a lie of the magician. The conditions for calling the Great Holy Grail to come are not stipulating the six dead. It may be five or four, depending on the quality of the defeated heroes. So at present we The Holy Grail War in China is over."

"and many more!"

Nero frowned.

"According to what Qing and the little girl said, the Archer and Rider who left the field, including the Lancer that Qing just defeated, are only three. Or is it because Qing wanted to remove Berserker because he had already killed it? Or it would be the minimum requirement. , The number is not right?"

"I don't know Berserker, it has nothing to do with me for the time being anyway."

Rope didn't really care too much about the abnormal murderer girl who had been raining with him all night, but rather worried about Berserker's Master Misaki Ayako.

It's been a long time since I saw the style... I miss her.

Shaking his head lightly, Rope threw out his confused thoughts and continued.

"As for your second question, I said it was decided "according to the quality of the defeated heroes." You only need to count Lancer as two followers. "

"...Is that Servant really that strong?"

The crimson queen didn't believe it.

To be a hero, you must have confidence in yourself. According to Rope, it seemed that the strongest in this war was the Lancer she hadn't seen, and the Roman tyrant was a little bit unconvinced.