Qing glanced at the time, didn't care, casually leaned on the table next to him, and looked at Mordred indifferently, "Wait a minute, the time I agreed with Lancer is before midnight, so that means as long as it passes before midnight, as for whether the other party will be impatient to wait because of this, it is not within our expected range, and I also hope that Lancer can be irritable because of impatience." ”

Mordred smiled disapprovingly, "You guys want to force your opponent to lose control of their emotions, so that they plan to forcibly increase their advantage over a balanced battle, right?" Hey~ Your heart is really bad, Master. Wen Yanqing didn't refute, according to the regular battle, the side with the most emotional fluctuations will often show more flaws than their own, and this is the chance to win! However, no matter how the other party says it, he is a heroic spirit, a hero with extremely high martial arts, and it is often difficult to disturb the state of mind of this existence, or even force it to be swayed by emotions in battle.

However, if you can seize a few opportunities, you should seize them as firmly as possible! No matter when and where the so-called battles are, many of them are often won or lost because of a little change. But Mordred seemed to be going through such a boring waiting process, and she was by no means the type to stand it, even if she could now sit comfortably in a chair, in a dry cabin where the wind couldn't blow and the rain wouldn't drop, and there was someone to pass the time with her.

"But, it really won't work, miscalculated--- Qing grabbed his hair helplessly, he originally planned to consume Lancer's patience, and then start fighting at ease, but he didn't consider that Mordred in front of him was also the kind of guy who was not willing to be lonely, so this strategy was obviously a failure. Rubbing his face with his wrong hand, he got up again, and walked out of the house with his hands in his pockets, "It's time to go, Assassin, there's no need to wait, let's meet that guy." ”

Xiao Mo, who was originally bored sitting on the cold bench, instantly regained his vitality and followed without the slightest hesitation, "Oh! I can't help it, I've long wanted to see that squirming gunman you say is terrible, and he can make you so jealous that you need to hide! It must be strong when you think about it, right? She hurried to catch up, not following behind, but walking out in parallel, the corners of her mouth hooked up were also full of her excitement, and it could be seen that Caster in the morning did not satisfy her madness, and this was the time for her to vent.

Qing lowered her head and glanced at Mordred, who was much shorter than herself, "Ah, sort of." I think this year's Lancer is still quite powerful, whether it is the divinity exuded from the inside out, or the fierceness in his eyes is extremely impactful and wild, in other words, his strength should be above you, but his spiritual base is not as good as yours, so you and him should be on par! But this is just my observation with the naked eye, and the real situation is still up to you to find out. “

Xiao Mo pursed his lips, raised his head and glared at her in return, "Tsk, so, the person I should really be afraid of is you, on the surface, it seems that you have handed over all the battles to me very much, and you look like a good master, in fact, you are the one who will be the scout envoy of me, right?" She said with her hand and made a 'small dot' gesture, "Throw me in front of you to test the other party's strength, and when I can't beat the other party or be killed, then you can choose whether to run away or take the opportunity to kill the other party, right?" ”

"Not really." Qing spoke out without thinking, and at the same time looked back at the wooden house, where Hydra was still waiting to regain its magical powers. Moving his gaze back to the front, he calmly looked at the hazy night in the sky, "I don't need any scouts, and I won't let you be the role of cannon fodder, Mordred." Did you know that I'm not just calling you to get a spot in the Holy Grail War, I'm in need of a strong boost! A Heroic Spirit who can help me claim the Holy Grail! “

Qing said, looking at Xiao Mo without any cover or embellishment, "Hmph, hum!" ~ But if you're not strong enough to even beat an opponent yours to match, then I wouldn't mind using you as cannon fodder or a scout or something, so to speak! It's all up to you. This last sentence was obviously a joke, and the one who said it had already heard it, so she smiled disdainfully, "Then I'm going to hell, but I'm going to drag you down, my Master!" ”

At this time, a fierce wind pressure blows! At the same time, accompanied by a sharp and piercing sound of weapons clashing through the school building and straight towards the door of the two people, the wind pressure was amazing, Qing covered the wind pressure that hit his eyes with his hand, but the long ponytail tied up by the ordinary head rope was swept up, and the head rope that was not tied much was blown away in an instant, and the long pale hair that was scattered could only bear the angry waves like a stream, until the wind calmed down, and the long hair that was already a mess was able to stop.

"Good image, Master." Mordred said jokingly, but the person concerned ignored her, and didn't have time to take care of her long hair that was blown into a mess, "This kind of movement, it's Servant fighting, right?" Xiao Mo put away his joking smile, and turned to look in the direction where the sound and wind pressure rushed just now, "Ah, it won't be wrong, it should be Servant!" As she spoke, she took out her red sword and was about to make a move, but before she could take a step, she was stopped.

Naturally blocking her was Qing, and pressed her shoulders firmly to force her to not move, "Hmm, what do you want to do?" ----"Don't act rashly, let's see the situation first." "As a master, you should judge the situation rationally, and this unknown situation naturally can't be casually inserted, although this will lack the blood and wear down the fighting spirit of their own servants, but there is more rationality, which can be more or less safe in the battle situation.

"You're too cautious----" Xiao Mo, who couldn't move, complained, it was estimated that according to her thoughts, she would definitely rush to the battlefield as soon as possible, regardless of the two Servants who were fighting! "Are you a Berserker? A sucker! If you want to be reckless, you have to have a degree! "Whispered reprimand, but the excessive caution of one's own body should indeed reflect deeply, sometimes it is good to be cautious, but too much caution and hesitation often really delay the fighter.

Qing sighed silently, and let go of the hand that was holding Mordred's shoulder, "Listen to me once this time, let's see clearly which two sides are fighting first, and I will naturally not restrict you from fighting at that time, and I will provide you with enough magic to use the treasure!" When the time comes, the battle is as you wish. ”