I'm in Fuyuki, there's a group chat, I'm hiding

The topic of drinking water? ?

Even Weber understood this.

"Is that what you mean by not ordering it on purpose because of your likes and dislikes, or ordering it because it tastes good?" Weber interjected.

Oddly enough, Iskandar didn't get angry and reprimanded him, but instead let out a haha ​​of praise: "My little Master is quite savvy, no wonder following the original route, you might become... no, maybe in other world lines, You have already become a warrior under my command!"

After a hasty compliment, he turned his gaze back to Geng Yuan: "That's right, it is forbidden to act based on likes and dislikes, because of the coming of servants, we will turn back the time wandering in the entire pan-human history. "

"If we make decisions based on our own preferences or not, it will undoubtedly be a devastating disaster." Iskandar shook his head: "Because no matter what, everyone at any point in time, we may have a second chance Met, if I hate this person, but he is my Master - if I like that person, but he is my enemy, this king can stick to his heart, but what about the other Servants with weak hearts?"

Very precise answer.

——It turns out that you won’t bring it down.

Thinking about it, Geng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, both happy and depressed.

He was only sure that Aggregvin must be his son, and... the son was facing the old man, looking older than him.

If the memory of the Wheel of Suppression itself is not passed down, then...

Suddenly, there was a heavy weight on the shoulder.

Geng Yuan looked up in amazement, and saw Berserker's bright smile.

She withdrew the hand that patted Geng Yuan's shoulder.

The tomboy in front of him was wearing shorts and shorts, and a coat that didn't even have a few buttons. It could be seen that he was purely trying to avoid being watched by passers-by.

The sound-proof enchantment is purely for avoiding the eyes of ordinary people. If you really want to isolate the mysterious side, it is definitely not the level of Geng Yuan's random chanting just now.

"Hey, you're so cunning! Rider and... Hey, Master of Assassin, what are you secretly plotting this morning!?" She glanced at the seat next to Geng Yuan, kicked the chair away and sat down: "Brother ...Brother, your omurice is almost cold, is it specially prepared for me? Then I will start it!?"

--what?

You... do whatever you want.

Geng Yuan didn't answer, so she ate with a spoon.

Seeing the child's happy expression, he... felt a little indescribable.

Especially when he saw her pulling back her hair and the black star birthmark clearly exposed on her neck, he was completely dumbfounded.

because...

He gathered his collar silently to hide the shadow on his neck.

Communication stops for a while until someone breaks the deadlock.

"Oh, Berserker, how strange, do you also go shopping during the day?" Iskandar was slightly surprised.

"Ah, that's right. Uncle said that I was studying Fuyuki's road conditions and routes, so I was wasting my time." Mordred did not avoid suspicion, she took Geng Yuan's untouched drink and sipped it: "Speaking of it , what are you talking about??"

this...

The king of conquest thought carefully, and finally revealed the topic to Mordred without reservation.

--what?Can the memory of a certain incarnation be brought to the wheel of inhibition? ?

If this question...

"Of course it is feasible, as long as it is related to the things in life and has not been sublimated into something like 'never find the big answer' meaning Noble Phantasm, even if it is brought into the Wheel of Suppression, it can be brought down again next time. "

Mordred's knife and fork stopped, and she vetoed the hypothetical principle opened by the King of Conquerors: "If you want to say it, it's like the deeds of being an orphan without a father or mother are sung and chanted, then when you return to restraint The wheel will definitely not be brought down. But if it’s just anecdotes that have not been sublimated into skills or treasures, then if you know about your parents in a certain life... as long as you go back and decide to take it down next time, you won’t forget it.”

like...

——Mordred The man you called brother that day is your real father...

——If you don't believe it, you can find a few black stars when you pull the hair on the back of his neck, and then look at the back of your neck.

——That is the mark on the back of the necks of you, Aggavin, Gao Wen and even me and every one of his children!

Mordred touched her neck vaguely, and her eyes drifted vaguely to Geng Yuan.

She did see that the back of the man's neck...

Those few birthmarks that were intentionally hidden.

Chapter 45. Carrying the name of El Mello, do whatever you want

The second night of the Holy Grail War.

Located on the coastal pier on the east coast of the seaside park, Kenneth and Lancer are overlooking the scenery from the top of the warehouse.

The whistling sea breeze was accompanied by a pungent salty smell, but before approaching Kenneth, it was masked and eliminated by the breath-filtering dress he wore, and only the breeze blew through the robes.

"myLord, please allow me to offer you loyalty and victory."

The handsome and strong man squatted halfway down, he squinted his eyes and waited for the order of the monarch, and the tear mole under the corner of his eye dripped with poignant and beautiful meaning.

Diarmuid, the chief warrior of the Fiona Knights, is also the strongest except for the leader Finn.

Kenneth put his hands behind his back, the man in front of him disturbed him.

It is by no means to exclude this respectable warrior like the plot.

Knowing the sincerity of this warrior from the anime, I can understand Diarmuid's noble personality and qualities.

Kenneth came out of the abyss of jealousy, but he was even more melancholy-what should I do?

'But...let's fight. '

Although it seems that the Holy Grail does not have the meaning of recycling at present, the clock tower is also urging him to give up the qualification of the Holy Grail and return to the voyage as soon as possible to avoid irreversible accidents.

'I am the lord of the Clock Tower, and it would be a shame if I didn't move on. Kenneth frowned, and then said: "Go, Lancer, fight freely."

Words of approval.

Diarmuid was startled, then bowed his head with a smile. He shook the two guns beside him vigorously: "Yes, Mylord."

The man smiled sassyly, his bent hamstrings straightened and he bent forward—his magically infused feet kicked on the roof of the warehouse, his body was as light as a swan goose, his bangs fluttered slightly with the cold wind when he fell in weightlessness, he was chic and handsome.

Destroyer double brush, Root Breaker - Diarmuid, log in!

This secluded and spacious area can avoid the noisy new capital and residential houses with too many people at night.

A natural arena.

"Please allow me to present you with victory, my lord!" Diarmuid brushed his messy hair, a sassy and unruly smile reflected on his face.

'Can things really be that easy? Kenneth heard the knight swearing loudly, but there was a layer of haze in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, his servants are the weakest this time, even if they have a loyal heart...

But this time...

"Hmph, bear the name of my El-Melloi, and do whatever you want." Kenneth looked down with the help of farsightedness magic, and took out silver powder from his pocket and poured it on the ground—it was a potion that shields magic induction. , He spent a lot of money to buy raw materials to make it.

The master's promise was easily conveyed to Diarmuid's side (——) The master's trust that should not have been achieved until the end was under the vigilance of the anime, but a consensus was reached within a day or two.

The corner of Diarmuid's mouth raised, he was sincerely grateful to the person who could produce this animation, and easily eliminated the indelible gap between him and the master - the monarch's wife, who made him troublesome and helpless, was also sensible. Deep in.

Next, as long as he works harder.

Diarmuid closed his eyes.

He vented his magic power in compliance with the master's request, and told the other masters and followers, who would dare to fight him tonight?

only...

Disappointing.

Minutes passed by.

The surrounding magic power became stronger and stronger, containing countless auras.

But even so, did he still not dare to take a step to challenge the existence?

"Is it because of that cartoon that no one wants to participate now?" Kenneth frowned.

If you think about it, it’s just like that. The Holy Grail War with no results, everything is just paving the way for dirty black mud. Who wants to defile their own life and make such a concession? ?

Just like this..

The evening wind blows through the gurgling sea water, and the reflected crescent moon forms a blurred reflection in the water.

Boredom appeared on Lancer's handsome and resolute face, he grasped the red rose tightly tightly, and the rippling aftermath of magic power blew a fleeting red lightning in the air when he pulled it up.

"You are all powerful people worthy of respect, and they are all stronger than me. Why do you need to hide in the dark?"

The loud sound of magic power increase spread around.

"Since they are all heroic souls wearing honor, then come and accept the challenge of the gun in my hand!!"

Empty.. Adds a bit of melancholy.

Is there no warrior who is willing to put his wish aside and play a game with him on the battlefield? ?

Silence, silence.

Finally, a dark shadow entered the arena gracefully.

"Then let me play with you."

The dust splashed by the landing gradually drifted away, the man's face was exposed to the air, and the clear purple lines on his arms were very iconic.

The one who appeared was... Geng Yuan.

...

Merlin: Hey, it's open.

Roman: The opponent is Diarmuid, a famous hero in the Celtic era. Mr. Geng is about to take off! ?

Merlin: Teacher Geng?Needless to say, what does it mean to call a teacher? ?

Ying Zheng: Oh?According to the online literature I have read before, most of those who call teachers are defined as filial sons. Could it be that Luo Manqing is a filial son of Geng?

Scathach: Is that so?Roman is a filial son (laughs)

This scene made Roman, who was on vacation, so angry that he couldn't help but beat the table and shouted.

Then he adjusted the group calendar angrily, and the time returned to midnight of this day, and everything returned to the original.

...

When Geng Yuan decided to take on the challenge, the warnings and group chats from Sammy kept responding in his head.

But this time...he just wanted to fight.

Now that he has been immersed in martial arts for more than ten years, he wants to know how much he has improved.

"Although I'm not a follower, I can quench your thirst for battle, can't I, Lancer?"

Geng Yuan saw that Brush was uncomfortable, so he opened his mouth to make a rescue for him, and gave the other party a reason to fight him.

Knowing Gengyuan's true nature, Gilgamesh couldn't help laughing loudly: "Bastard, it's you!"

He knew that someone had to add fuel to this comedy, and this person should be the most unreasonable troublemaker under his command!

...

Seeing him jumping into the battle situation, many people were astonished.

This person is... Servant of Assassin.

——Why is he here again? ? ?

Especially Diarmuid, who was confronting him, looked surprised.

"Master of Assassin. Are you sure you want to compete with me?" He couldn't help but speak.

"Otherwise it's so deserted, no one wants to come to the appointment now when they know the ending, it will only add to the sadness of this night of heroic spirits, won't it?" Naturally, Geng Yuan had already said something.

Reasonable and touching.

"Mr. Geng Yuan." Diarmuid was startled when he heard the sound, seeing the inclusive expression of the man across from him, a stream of heat flowed from the bottom of his heart, feeling like he hated seeing each other late.

——But... this is the battlefield.

He smiled heartily: "That's true, that's right."

Fighting, this is his long-cherished wish.

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