Chapter 920: That's right
In other words, there is indeed a problem with the Holy Grail, that is, the conjecture of ten years ago is exactly the same, Qing sighed deeply after being silent for a long time, in fact, the existence of the Holy Grail has something unknown This can be said to have been confirmed for a long time, the fire in the new capital ten years ago, the black mud overflowing from the hole of the Great Holy Grail, the curse of the evil of this world is still some remnants on the relics of the year, and it is precisely now that he is pursuing this Holy Grail, because of the rumored universal cauldron that can fulfill wishes, but has never been confirmed.
In fact, this kind of news is very depressing, frustrating and even decadent, because no one knows whether this third magic called the Heavenly Cup can really realize the wish, and because of the unknown reason, the Great Holy Grail has been polluted, but after thinking about it, in fact, in the end, there is only one way in front of you, on this road, there is only a chance to move forward, there is no opportunity to hesitate and retreat, and even if you want to retreat, ten years of waiting and preparation will not let you choose to retreat.
Qing was silent and put away useless thoughts, what else could he be afraid of now? From beginning to end, there are only success and death in front of you, and no matter which one you choose, you can't change these two directions. Raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, raised his head, it was already late at night, and the new capital in the dark was only silent except for dullness, "Let's go, it's been a day, it's time to go back, if there is enough time, maybe you can sleep and replenish your energy." Qing said lightly, and then looked at the knight beside him, but the other party didn't care, and nodded very idlely.
Leaving to return to the residence of the new capital, the road was safe and there was no more abnormality, and the originally sneaky black shadow did not appear again. Returning to the old apartment hut, this ten-year-old cottage is not much bigger than the wooden hut workshop in Fukayamacho, but at least it is equipped with all the appliances it should have, and living in this place is obviously much better than the wooden house with nothing or even electricity, at least a modern residence.
As soon as I got home, Qing lay on the bed with his face down lazily, and did messy things all day, but in retrospect, it seems that nothing had been done well all day, and now when I get home, I can finally let go of my heart after a whole day, and I don't have to worry about strange enemies hitting the door, and I don't have to worry about when the mess will be completed, here is the real place for people to rest, and I have lived for ten years, and I obviously have enough financial resources on hand to change my home, but because I have lived out of the habit, I can't give it up, the only home in my life that has given birth to feelings.
Xiao Mo, who entered the room together, sat down on the chair in front of the desk, turned the chair, and looked at the master who had completely lost his serious appearance with a look of contempt, "I really don't look alert at all!" Anyway, we just encountered an opponent who doesn't know the right body. Ahh ~~ But forget it, it's useless to say you, but I didn't expect you to have this kind of soft stepping look, aren't you very strong, how did you become like this, it's like it's about to rot----"
"Hey, hey! Can't you just say something nice? What do you mean it's about to rot!? Qing sat up from the bed in wonder, he was just venting the fatigue of the day, and he was provoking anyone. In desperation, he got up, took out a change of clothes from the cabinet, and walked into the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower, remember not to move the things in this room, if you want to watch TV, the remote control is on the pillow, and you can watch it yourself." ”
It doesn't take much time to take a bath, and it didn't take long for Qing to finish taking a shower and walk out of the bathroom, wiping her wet hair with a towel, and occasionally water droplets fall to the floor, but there is a cleaning technique in the house, and the water droplets that fall to the ground are quickly cleaned up. Walking into the bedroom, Mordred was indeed not a particularly unusual fellow, at the moment she was lying very comfortably on the bed with her feet crossed, holding the remote control in her hand and changing the table quickly and casually.
"Oh! Washed so quicklyMaster, I thought you'd be using it for some time. Xiao Mo didn't stop changing the channel, and kept pressing the remote control, as if he couldn't find the TV he wanted to watch first. Qing nodded, wiped the water on his head and sat down on the chair next to the table, "It doesn't take much time to take a bath, isn't it okay to wash it up?" But ---" said as he put down the towel and looked at someone lying on the bed, "I slept comfortably in my bed, how do you feel?" ”
"Well, so-so, but it's far from the Camelot court." Mordred said as she turned to her side and lay down comfortably on her side. Qing rolled his eyes, and was about to give the used towel to Hydra to deal with, but suddenly thought that the guy was left in the deep mountain town by himself, and got up helplessly, and suddenly forgot to bring an assistant and subordinate by his side, and he really couldn't get used to it for a while, because with Hydra in his own right, he could be lazy justifiably.
Put the towels in the basket for a change of clothes, because the space in the home is limited, so there is no washing machine, but there are enough auxiliary life procedures in the house, so any used items only need to wait until the next day to return to the original place, life is very convenient. Returned to the chair, sat down and watched TV together, as for Xiao Mo lying on the bed, he didn't seem to have any intention of moving the nest, but after thinking about it, it didn't matter if the place was given to her, so he didn't pursue it.
"Na Master, in fact, I suddenly remembered a question, I found that all your residences are almost small and pitiful, just like living in a fast food box, is this a hobby?" Mordred said and stopped pressing the hand on the remote control, apparently not finding anything interesting, so he found such a topic. Qing put his fist in front of his mouth and coughed lightly, reasoning to some extent, he was also pessimistic and speechless when he looked at this simple snail life.
But it's not okay to lose face in this situation! So he smiled and said, "Hehe! ~ Actually, it's not a hobby, it's just a one-sided personal feeling that 'this is good'. Qing said, looking around at the simple room with no decorations, "Actually, you should understand, Mordred. As you can see, I live alone, living a simple life every day, so I don't need a very open room and a large bedroom, I think it's a good day, and the room doesn't feel deserted when I live alone. “
Mordred turned over and muttered to the ceiling, "Lonely--- hehe~ It seems that this is indeed the case, not wrong at all." ”