"Then give me some reflection, stupid!" Faced with Mordred's words, Qing's eyes widened in surprise, whether this was a complaint or another degree of understanding, but unfortunately she couldn't see what kind of posture she was at the moment with her back to herself. "Uh--- sorry---" I don't know what to answer, it's the first time I feel so passive, in other words, it's actually my own fault, if I had succeeded in stopping Lancer at that time, maybe the situation would be much better now.

But the matter has come to this point, then there is no way, life is facing failure, but this time it is lost at a key point, and this responsibility can only be borne hard. Qing lowered his head and rubbed the teacup in his hand, the feeling of failure was not comfortable at all, this may be a smooth sail in life, and now in the face of the ups and downs of life, he is indeed like a fool who has no ability to resist, and he doesn't know what it is to reflect, is this his own requirements for himself too low, or is it too standard?

I couldn't figure it out and couldn't figure it out, so I stood up and found something to do to force my mind to cheer up, because the Holy Grail War had just begun, and it didn't do any good to be too depressed, and you can't collapse before the enemy collapses! Eyes locked on Hydra, seeing that this guy did have something to do, and it was very important and necessary to do, that is, to transfer the spell on its head to his own hands, and put it on this guy's head was a little reassuring.

Started to prepare for the transplantation of the spell, and at the same time, Qing also had to call the person at the door, "Assassin, help me look around this area, I have to hand over the spell now, if there is an abnormality during this time, I can only rely on you, it's hard." The guy at the door didn't react for a moment, but then nodded as well, "Well, oh okay, go about your business, I'll be here to watch." Xiao Mo said that he did not sit dryly, stood up and began to be vigilant.

Qing nodded, although Mordred likes Hu Lai, at least he is quite serious about doing things, which can be reassured. Seeing that all the preparations were in progress, he looked down at the hydra leaning in front of him, and inhaled deeply, so that the transplant could begin. Unleash the transfer technique carved on the snake's head, and use the hand touch spell to perform the transfer of magic power. Quietly displacing the magic, watching the red spell emerge from shallow to deep on the back of the hand, and the process was not comfortable at all.

This may be due to the fact that the magic technology he has is too bad, this Qing does not deny it, because his mentor Merlin is a wonderful magician, he has a lot of strange magic, but the strange ones account for more than half, but even so he is still a very strong magician in the contemporary era, but unfortunately as half of the disciple failed to learn the master's magic technology well, and there is hardly much serious magic after learning a little, so the negligence of the year, I didn't expect to suffer after death.

The transplantation of the spell is a strange feeling of numbness and itching, Qing can't tell if it's a problem with his own operation, or if it's caused by the wrong operation method, but at least the spell is being transferred to his hand! As the minutes ticked by, five minutes passed, and the magic of the vibrations in the room dissipated, and the spell was successfully transferred, and all the tense atmosphere dissipated. Mordred, who was patrolling the door, saw that it was all over and returned to the house, coming to check on the situation.

"How? Did it work? If it doesn't work out, doesn't it mean that I can use this to make a move to cut you, and then we'll both be finished, and the Holy Grail War will be over! Something~" Regarding the joke of his own servant, Qing nodded very calmly, "It's really okay, but it's a pity that this can only be regarded as your delusion." He shook the spell on his hand, and there were no side effects, nor the curse that Caster had hidden on it, because all the negative things had been canceled out by the Hydra's flesh.

And this is really bitter to say this, although it has no reason and consciousness, everything is basically in accordance with the wild, but there is no doubt that it is the best partner, hard work, no matter what orders will be followed, the only drawback is that it can't catch up with the current strength requirements, it can't participate in the battle between the Servants head-on, so it will be hidden in the snow like now, but in terms of performance, it is definitely not worse than the guy with a heroic spirit around him!

Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes as if he sensed something, and took a few steps closer, "Hmm? ~ Are you thinking about something rude, inexplicably I feel a cold feeling behind me, and I always feel that I can't raise my head in front of that hydra----" "It's an illusion, right? Don't overthink it. As one of the parties involved in this kind of thing, she naturally needs to deny it, even if she finds clues, she must resolutely deny it!

Qing looked at Mordred with a skeptical look, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she really didn't expect her intuition to be so keen. But for now, I put this aside and stretched out the back of my hand to look at the three-stroke crimson spell, the existence of these three-stroke stigma is really a magical feeling. It contains a huge amount of magical power, and just one stroke is enough to forcibly make the servant make an extremely huge transformation, and even some things that can only be observed by the master at the same time, he can already see it.

"Is that what it's like to be a Master?" Qing looked at Mordred, her various attributes, inherent skills and treasures appeared in her mind as if she knew it, although it was very uncomfortable to say that this kind of strange information came out of her mind, but fortunately it was not a dangerous thing, after all, there seemed to be no such thing as the death of the Lord from the curse in the records recorded in the London Clock Tower, but it was the first time that the brain was stuffed with the power of the Holy Grail into something, and it was indeed inevitable that I would feel uncomfortable.

Putting the subtle feeling aside, Qing smiled and waved the spell on the back of his hand, "Then, from today onwards, I will officially be your lord Mordred, can we win in the future!" But it's going to depend on your strength. "Ah, I know, I know~ Anyway, you can remember me, because half of what you say will basically be empty words, although I don't know why I have this idea, but it shouldn't be wrong, my intuition tells me that you are such a bastard."

Mordred, apparently not very interested in the polite words of the formal union, waved his hand and left, once again to have fun with himself. Qing stood in place with a slight embarrassment, put down the hand that showed the spell, and touched the head of the hydra beside him with emotion in his heart. Mordred didn't understand that ten years ago he was just a special summoned puppeteer, without the favor of the Holy Grail, not even possessing a treasure, except for the restraint of the job provider, only an incompetent body. But now everything has changed---