Ichijo Xuee has been standing on the rooftop for a while, Qing watched silently for a while, and finally could only walk over helplessly. Qing's original intention was to avoid any situation, but his master was more stubborn than he imagined.

"I've kept you waiting, Master." Qing walked over to a snow painting and leaned her back against the guardrail on the rooftop. The slight cold wind blows on the body, showing the coolness of late autumn, but this coolness cannot eliminate the increasingly hot war!

"yes~ I've been standing here for nearly three minutes or so, hehe~ Actually, I expected it to be more than five minutes at first. So, maybe I still don't know you well enough, and I'm completely wrong. But that's ----- okay."

Ichijo Yukie smiled faintly and turned his head to look at Qing. Qing felt that he was looking directly into his gaze, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Master who had always supported him for a long time. But this time, she unexpectedly stripped Qing of all her strength----

"Yes and no. While it's a good thing to understand each other, it comes down to a lack of both sides of looking at things! Qing answered the question according to what she knew, but before she knew it, the topic gradually became remote from its original purpose.

"Alright, Caster. I'm not talking to you this time, after all, there is already a precedent, so I won't talk nonsense. A snow painting straightened up and looked at Qing solemnly, with a resolute gaze that was understanding and incomprehensible.

"As for you and Saber, I know you have an old relationship with her, and I know that you are more partial to her in a way, but it's nothing. Now, all I want to know is how much insight you've gained about the Little Chalice over the years, and even learned that the offer made me discourage the idea of getting the Little Chalice in advance! ”

Faced with a question about a snow painting, Qing couldn't help but be slightly stunned. But she was right, ever since she was dubbed Caster, Qing has not stopped analyzing the Holy Grail War. Over time, more and more information is collected, and the spearhead of everything will only point in one direction in the end. Qing looked at the woman standing in the other corner.

"Because it's not the time yet, Master. It's not that I'm going around in circles, and that's what it is. Qing retracted her gaze at the silver-haired woman, but Ichijo Yukie had followed Qing's gaze to the woman as Qing spoke.

"Reaching the root is not an easy task, Master, and completing magic is not something that can be done in a lifetime. The Heroic Spirits of the Seven and even the Eight can force the Root to respond to the lost power. However, the Holy Grail is the most critical medium! After the death of the Heroic Spirit, this medium naturally took the initiative to appear. “

Qing stretched out his hand and pulled back a snow painting and continued to look at the silver-haired woman's head, the more straightforward Qing said, the clearer a snow painting understood. Black Caster was killed at that time, and Ichijo Yukie was present, and it was impossible for her not to understand the strange situation that had arisen at that time! Thinking of this, a snow painting suddenly hammered his palm and punched!

"Because it's no wonder that [Magician Killer] suddenly attacked me, obviously I just felt that woman's mana reserves had increased and took a look! As a result, I was almost killed by a single shot! ------No way! I can't bear this hatred! ”

A snow painting angrily kicked the guardrail, because if Qing hadn't directly thrown the treasure to intercept the bullet that was supposed to hit her, then both she and Qing in the battle had no choice but to retreat! But in the midst of the indignation, a piece of snow suddenly thought of something, and looked at Qing again.

"Don't be happy now, Caster, since you told me about the existence of the Little Grail, but there's one more question you haven't answered properly. Tell me, why can't I get the Holy Grail in advance, and deliberately want me to pretend I don't care?"

Qing couldn't help but be stunned, at that time, Qing did rely on the small action of pressing his shoulder to ask a snow painting to let go in time, but Qing didn't expect his master to understand Qing's thoughts so thoroughly! This surprised Qing Cong from the bottom of his heart.

"Huh! ~ I didn't expect you to know me, I was really surprised. You're right, that's what I thought at the time. That woman's special I believe you already know that she is the 'Little Grail' you ask about before the final winner appears-----, but not completely, she has the same life as us----"

Qing lowered her eyes for a moment, because the woman had begun to walk into the darkness of endless despair from the beginning of her life, but the purity and hope in her eyes made Qing have to be moved. But then the youth returned to normal, because the one who seeks to find hope will not desire and will hope for the mercy of others, or this mercy is an insult.

Therefore, as long as the living person is not desperate, he will not be willing to give his life, and in the end it may be the end of the fish and the net? Did you tell me what I was talking about? Caster。 ”

A snow painting is still smiling faintly, but the wisdom she reveals has never been so ostentatious in front of Qing, but this may be the original snow painting, which looks plain on the outside, but the level of being able to rank among the first-class magicians has proved in disguise that she is not off the line.

"You're right this time, too, but you're a little mean. If I were to be replaced, I would be hypocritical, because I think the life that is near me is more important than the preservation of the Holy Grail-----"

Qing said faintly, turning around and no longer looking at the silver-haired woman in the distance. The conversation between Qing and Ichijo Yuki-e, Qing had already arranged soundproofing in the enchantment at the beginning, so the conversation between the two would not be known to the third person.

Ichijo Yukie watched Qing turn around and no longer pay attention to the silver-haired woman, so he dispelled the idea of continuing to ask. Leaning on the guardrail of the rooftop in the same posture as Qing, lazily overlooking the city under the clouds, the gray city.

"-------- Na,--- Caster. You say, how long will this Holy Grail War last------ or in other words. Can you and I really survive to the end? -------”

Time stood still, the breeze stopped abruptly, Qing stood silently in place, the thoughts in his heart to surpass the speed of light, one by one appeared, and one by one disappeared.