"You! -----" Artoria's eyes widened in disbelief, Qing's bleak appearance now was the same as a few hours ago, it can't be said that it wasn't a huge change! But according to the time, Qing also became like that a few minutes ago, but it's a pity that it's just bleak and not old.

"We've known each other for almost decades, and although we haven't been together for a long time, no one can keep time." Qing reached out and touched her dry hair, smiling faintly. "I've always fantasized that I'll be old and can watch everything end happily all the way, but I'm too early."

Qing reflexively returned to the darkness again, and he couldn't go too far away from the Master, which was for safety reasons. And the long sword is next to Qing, but Qing still has no intention of touching it. The appearance of the Assassin carries with it an ulterior conspiracy, as well as an unguardable conspiracy, and no matter what you choose, you will be forced to fall into a trap.

Qing looked up at Artoria in front of her, she was unknowingly arranged by someone else to be a butcher, and Qing was a cow and sheep to be slaughtered. The butcher has compassion in his heart, and the cattle and sheep have the will to fight to the death, and the confrontation between the two is like a very entertaining drama, and the people sitting in the audience already have a number in their hearts.

This ridiculous drama must not be allowed to begin! This is the only thought in Qing's heart. But all this gives me the choice to be in too little, almost none. If Artoria wins, she will definitely take Alice Phil with her, and Qing lacks this weight, and she will definitely lose again and again on this kind of balance that is about to be unbalanced!

However, if you win, the main premise is that you need to regain your strength, and then defeat Artoria but you will most likely lose both. But after that, Qing will meet the person in the audience, and he will face the final verdict after being exhausted by the big battle.

No matter how you choose, there is no hope of survival, but this is only a choice on the surface, just like Qing is now. Use the tactic of delaying the war to avoid confrontation as much as possible, and then use the ability to debate to avoid a break. In this way, the originally wonderful confrontation scene will become an abrasive chatter, and the people in the audience definitely don't like to watch this kind of boring drama!

"Artoria, do you remember? You remember that you said you would trust my decision, and that no matter what I didn't tell you about you, you would believe me as long as it didn't make everything irretrievable. Qing looked into Artoria's eyes, Qing said this sentence more than once, but most of them would be forgotten because of the situation, Qing didn't expect her to remember.

"--------Of course I remember----" Artoria's words made Qing's hand tremble unnaturally, and Qing didn't expect her to remember such undoubted words, but remembered the history that had been printed on the books.

"I remember everything you did, everything you said---- they laughed at me like ---- nightmares, mocked me. -------" She stood there calmly, the serenity in her eyes as if all the filth did not exist around her, and nothing could shake her.

"------------" Qing couldn't answer, and looked at her in silence, without any words. She was in pain, her heart was fluttering, and I don't know when, Qing felt the bitterness from her chest. There is no consolation, no justification, it will only make everything worse and shatter the trust that was previously sustained.

"-------- my whole body, I have not regretted any of my decisions---- and I don't even feel the need to regret any ending. -----I'm only going to correct myself not to repeat the mistakes of the past------ so I'm not going to fight you either, at least not yet. ”

The silver sword shimmered in the dark, the light reflected on the sword by the surge of magical power. And that magical light is Artoria in front of Qing. Despite all the tension, Qing also knows that she won't swing a sword to attack, whether it's for her knightly heart or for Alice Phil behind Ao.

Silence pervades the air, and this is the only thing that can exist between Qing and Artoria. The attack that was supposed to be against each other did not appear, and the ridiculous mercy between life and death no longer existed. If this is a drama with a lot of expectations, it is undoubtedly extremely disappointing right now.

【Bang】

The sound of the enchantment shattering, all this happened faster than Qing expected! There was no time for superfluous thoughts, and the long sword inserted in the ground flew into Qing's hand! Turning around and swinging his sword, at the same moment, the spear shining with golden brilliance pierced into the house as scheduled!

Blades collide and rub against each other! Flying sparks are dazzling and scorching! The golden spear eventually failed to fly to its target, and dissipated into scattered golden particles, disappearing into thin air. At the same time, Qing's sword-holding jaw was already blurred by the impact.

"You two come close to me, don't get too far away from me." Qing Jiang skillfully covered his hand with his body, and gave a simple command behind him. The spear was aimed at a snow painting, but it was obvious that it couldn't have been sent by Lancer, and the golden weapon was only used by another Heroic Spirit in this war besides Artoria.

Qing glanced at Alice Phil, who was already close to her, and was on guard against Artoria around her. Artoria isn't good at dealing with arrows or throwing weapons, so she's much more urgent than Young!

Qing didn't say much, she would definitely agree to the proposal to help each other for the time being, but even if Qing didn't say it, it would be the same situation, and there would be less interference between the two. Archer wasn't an easy Heroic Spirit to deal with, and he was clearly not a Servant to be a patient against.

Glancing at her deeply, retracting her gaze before she noticed her gaze, Qing no longer remembered the feeling in her heart when she fought side by side for the last time in front of her, maybe it was pain, maybe it was a relieved serenity. But now it's like stepping back in time, except that the original trust has become prejudice.

"Is this your conspiracy?" Her words were like the bitter winter, like the cold snow that finally covered her. There were only unfulfilled wishes and promises left in her heart, and her words were more painful than any puncture--------