At night, after its happy dinner, everything returned to tranquility. To Qing's surprise, Rider's powerful heroic spirit would actually sleep, and the reason was simply liking! Nothing beyond the boundaries of everyday life, everything passes at a leisurely pace.

Qing Yiyi sat in the corridor of the courtyard, leaning against the door in a daze. The whole room has gone to bed and rested, only Qing Yi doesn't need to sleep, and even the most basic sleepiness can't be found in himself! In his spare time, Qing also found a place with a decent view to sit and slowly polish his time.

It is also fortunate that Qing's vision at night will not be blurred due to the thin light, so the definition of day and night in Qing's heart will become blurred. Looking up at the sky, the sky was full of stars and the moon, and the bored middle-aged youth couldn't find anything to distract them.

As for the run-in of weapons and the accumulation of magic power, they are all done in a subtle way, Qing does not need to be able to manipulate them, and even if these things are done intentionally, they will cause unnecessary trauma to themselves in the case of small help. Boredom looking at the sky, although there is not much time to give yourself, there should always be leisure time that cannot be given up at will.

Qing straightened up, stretched hard, and lay down on the wooden hallway. Raising his hand and looking at his flesh and blood, without the force field of the Holy Grail system, this body is a body with real vitality. Feed yourself to live, feel cold, warm, hungry, and even fearlessly consume life.

This is the contract that Qing made at the beginning, to become a Servant at the cost of gaining a new life, and to fight for others at the cost of using their magic to maintain their life form, and to protect their lives. Although he is in the name of Caster and the name of the knight has decayed and festered over time, Qing will never forget the oath he made until he dies, which is a rigid board that has been firmly engraved into his bones, supporting himself not to bend his knees, and not to bend his waist to anyone at will!

Take your eyes off the sky. Turning in the direction of the city, there are sporadic fires flickering between the houses, and those who have not left the city for refuge have chosen to hide and live a life of survival. Qing sighed, after all, he is still a good person, he doesn't need to spend any money when he first comes to this world, and he can't go hungry, the woman who is painted by a snow painting is not rich, it seems that she has picked a little, but it is a tofu heart, and she is generally just talking, and she doesn't need to worry about the problem of residence, and her ordinary life is quite ordinary. There is no need to run around for the cost of accommodation, and the cost of leftover food and daily necessities has been greatly reduced. Therefore, according to the indicators of normal life of ordinary residents, there are still people hiding in this dangerous place to breathe, instead of taking refuge and accommodating, watching their families starve day by day.

Since the last defeat and injury, and then the collision between Artoria and Rider, a lot of time has passed since the truce, and most people who have no income will look forward to the hard days to pass, and those who are more courageous may already be on the way back to Dongmu, and the day of the decisive battle is imminent!

Qing turned over and changed to a more comfortable position to lie down, this period of cultivation has allowed Qing to reserve a huge amount of magic power! Not excluding the fragments of weapons that could not be taken out of the body, Qing's strength has generally recovered to the level of ninety percent! In comparison, the opponent facing the Liberation Treasure Phantasm is still a little stretched, but if the opponent does not use the Treasure Phantasm, then Qing can easily defeat anyone by relying on his own martial arts! Qing has absolute confidence in this!

A night is destined to be speechless, and a night of cranky thoughts passes in a flash, and it becomes unconscious when you get used to it as usual. However, lying in the corridor for a night somewhat consumed Qing's novelty to the new environment, after all, it is normal to be numb after looking at the same appearance for a long time.

Qing turned his head to look at the faintly bright sky, and then got up from the floor, patted his clothes and pants that were not dirty at all, opened the door and walked into the house. After entering the house, he closed the door and walked towards the second floor. Sleeping outside all night, even if you don't fall asleep at all, is always bad to be seen by others, so that you can reduce some of your own laughing stock.

Walked up to the second floor softly and briskly, and manipulated the magic to open the small door of the attic, Qing didn't wait for the telescopic ladder to fall, and gently jumped and grabbed the door frame, and with a little force, Qing easily entered the quiet small attic. There was nothing lifeless about the empty room, and even Ao's entry didn't make much of a difference.

Waved the door shut, and Qing immediately sat down on the edge of the small window, there was an intuition that suppressed Qing's nerves, and the moment this feeling appeared, that is, the moment Qing got up to open the yard. And that kind of intuition Qing is very familiar, it is a feeling that only appears in battle, but compared to the stabbing feeling that will cause injury, the pressure in the bottom of my heart is still felt for the first time. After all, Qing in his lifetime had never doubted and hesitated about the battle under him. --------