Enduring the cutting of his own arms, the magic knife floating in the air slashed through the bones that were much harder than steel. Qing's eyes stared at the blood-soaked arm, and he needed to maintain 100% energy to perform the operation.

I want to forget the pain but can't do it, the truly unforgettable pain acts on the body as well as on the soul, and the timid thoughts in my heart are constantly amplified under this pain, so that its voice reaches the ears of the green soul. [Put down the meaningless blade, you don't need to ask for pain at all to live, no one cares about the so-called victory, and you don't need to care about the life or death of the people around you. Find a place to hide forever and wait for someone else to end the war]

The sound has no basis, no source, just a product of body and soul in pain. Qing's gaze didn't tremble for a moment because of anything, and he tore through the flesh with a knife, split the bones, and peeled out the metal embedded in it! Boundless pain is like the deep sea, where you can't see the sky, and you can't see your feet clearly. can only endure, drift.

Qing is not afraid of pain, but it is not that there is no pain that can be completely abandoned, and no one likes pain, and Qing is no exception. But some things are helpless, fighting is human nature, and bleeding is the body's instinct. Fighting and fighting for survival, for a better life, is deeply engraved in the depths of the soul from the moment a person's feet step on the ground! Qing can't escape, because he also has an obsession. Relying on the weapons in your hands to fight is to endure painful erosion.

After the last metal tip fell into the pile of metal beside Qing, the stripping operation of the limbs was completed! This is a very fortunate thing, and it means that the pain that needs to be endured can finally come to an end! Qing was going to reach out and wipe away the sweat that had overflowed her face, but she couldn't lift it at all because of the excessive mutilation of her arm.

Sighing helplessly, Qing leaned his head against the wall behind him, staring blankly at the old and corrupt ceiling. At this moment, a handkerchief was gently imprinted on Qing's forehead, wiping away the sweat of the bean, and Qing also woke up in an instant! The heart is rushing up, and the blood is pouring up in the head!

His eyes turned red in an instant, but when Qing saw the man clearly, the blood from the shock gradually stabilized. Ichijo Yukie didn't know when she had woken up, and now she was raising her hands and smiling at Qing with a harmless face, but no matter how she looked at it, the smile was hard to pull out.

Relieved and relieved, Qing was physically and mentally exhausted as if he was leaning against the wall paralyzed. With a stimulus just now, the scabbed wounds on both legs collapsed again, and as for the arms, they couldn't get any better, so they were safe in disguise. Mobilize the magic again to stop the bleeding of the wound and glue it, making Qing even more tired.

As a Servant Qing, you shouldn't feel tired, but now that your body and soul are consumed a lot, Qing desperately feels that she needs to sleep for a while! It's a pity that the pain can't overcome Qing, and the physical and mental exhaustion can't pull Qing into the darkness. To come into the world in the name of Servant, then to be a weapon, you must have the consciousness of being a weapon.

Defending one's master is the only duty to obtain this body, and attacking or defending as a sword is an obsession with the soul to repay kindness. Qing once overwhelmed all knights with the name of the first knight, relying not only on strength, but also on faithfulness that must not be defiled!

You can't rest because you don't know when the danger will come. Qing didn't want to regret it because she had accommodated her body's needs, and her already bloodshot eyes looked at a snow painting beside her. Being looked at by Qing like this, coupled with the sores of Qing's body covered with wounds and blood, Qing, who was like a thriller scene, couldn't help but make the woman tremble.

She quickly adapted to Qing's eyes, gritted her teeth fiercely, mustered up the courage to help Qing wipe the sweat beads off her face, and then quickly retracted her hand. Qing closed her eyes, not wanting to look at anything. I am not a fool, I hear the beating sound of the heart around me. But it is impossible to give an answer------

"There are still about two dozen wounds left on the torso, except for the limbs and the magic circuit, 80% of which are circulating and functioning normally." There is no statement of mood swings, this is the only thing Qing can think of, and the only thing that can say. The premonition of the decisive battle is getting closer and closer, and in the end, Qing doesn't want to be worried.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and a look of indignation brewed on her face. Although Qing's eyes are closed, the world in his heart makes Qing see more clearly. But the indignation on the woman's face in front of her was suddenly like a crumbling river embankment, replaced by a wry smile in an instant.

"------- you guys are really crazy --- desperate! The roots are clinging to the limits of the body like no one like you. The force was not large, and the fist hit Qing in the chest. Qing opened her eyes, and the woman in front of her was still the same as before. Thick branches and leaves, a stupid face.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like this, do you suddenly notice that Miss Ben is becoming more and more beautiful, or are you staring at me unconsciously? She sat down cross-legged without the slightest pretension, and her light smile was as light as a spring breeze, without a trace of flaws.

"It seems that I am much more in line with the second person in your mouth, but you are still the same old person, and you have not changed." Qing curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and looked at the blue sky through the window. An invisible feeling was like a stone pressing on Qing's heart, but even Qing himself couldn't explain this feeling.

"Hmm~! Being too honest won't work, Caster! Anyway, I'll occasionally boast about it, you just casually compare with the two sounds~. There are no fewer arms, and there is no lack of legs and feet. You don't understand that I had a heartache! She pounded her chest in pain, but there was a hint of truth in this simple joke.

Qing smiled faintly like someone who didn't know, and when he saw that Qing didn't answer, Ichijo Yukie also pouted and didn't know what to say. The factory becomes quiet, leaving only the sound of breathing in the enclosed space. The wounds on the limbs, in a little bit of recovery, are almost a terrible recovery speed that can be seen with the naked eye, but it is not the blue that carries the scars that do all this. The air froze in silence and gradually fell silent, as if there was no passage of time----

"----- Caster---- there's one thing I think I should tell you, and even though I don't want to say it, you'll know sooner or later." She paused, then lowered her head slightly. "The woman. Dead ------"