"Well, it's a deal! You won't be allowed to cheat when the time comes! The situation turned immediately, and the woman who suddenly smiled happily reached out and slapped Qing's hand away. Qing couldn't help but be stunned for a while, because all this happened too suddenly, and Qing couldn't accept it. Qing even began to wonder if it was the real him who had been wronged just now, and now he was fighting to fight back and not admit defeat, or was it completely her trick from the beginning? It's a pity that Qing couldn't see through her from the beginning.

After thinking about it, Qing couldn't help but be silent, and when he saw a snow painting on Qing's face, he couldn't help but get anxious, "The knight never regrets what he says." That's what you said. ---Besides, I don't want to harm you in any way, at most, I just want you to continue your current contract and stay in this world after the Holy Grail War is over. But if you don't want to go on living, but seek rest and tranquility, I won't stop you! ”

'Keep living? -----' sentence gradually sank into Qing's heart with his own questions, Qing understood how beautiful it is to live, but also understood what it would be to have an eternal life in order to keep the demon alive. Qing casually smiled at a snow painting in front of him, since he couldn't get an answer, then there was no need to think about it. "It depends. In the same way, you should understand the pros and cons of forcibly keeping my Spirited Personality in this world, Master-----"

Qing looked at a snow painting in front of him and said it solemnly, then stood up and interrupted the small talk, turned his head to look at Rider, a snow painting saw that Qing didn't want to be entangled, and he also closed his mouth, and silently got up and stood behind Qing. At this time, the private conversation on Rider's side seemed to be over, and the young magician had been put down by Rider.

A bad premonition spread in Qing's heart, and without waiting for Rider's greeting, Qing walked briskly towards Rider. When he walked up to them, it was obvious that the boy had cried and had dried up, while Rider had a smile of relief as if he had accomplished something big. Although Qing wondered what they were talking about, no one would have the heart to ask these things.

"It's time to end this fight, Rider." Qing said in a deep voice, although the words were in the form of questioning, but Qing's tone did not have the slightest meaning of negotiation and inquiry, but a straightforward statement that should be broken. Inserting the black sword into the bridge deck, Qing looked directly into Rider's eyes, Qing knew that it was not a good thing to be willful, but maybe Qing was an outsider after all, and he could see through the reason, but he couldn't understand the meaning of this will.

Hearing this, Rider couldn't help but scratch his head in distress, Qing's position has been made very clear, Qing can't sit still and is determined to intervene in this battle, but this battle is a fight between kings after all! And even if he narrowly defeats Archer with the ultimate weapon in his hand, Rider will not be able to laugh at that time, because this is a physical victory, a rout of the king's will, and even a permanent ink spot------

Looking at Rider, who was depressed and frowning deeply, Qing knew that what he was doing was persecution, persecution with the fruits of victory as bargaining chips. Although Qing Benyi did not want to break Rider's royal will, but Qing had no choice, in order to be able to protect the people behind him in this battle, Qing could only force Rider with this humble means! Because if Rider is left alone to fight Archer, then Rider will not have any chance of winning!

"Hmm~~--- why don't we talk about it again? Caster。 I think we still have some discussions, don't we? Rider smiled bitterly, pinched his fingers and made a little gesture, and his face was full of flesh and sorrow, and it was clear that Rider's obsession with the royal road was tenacious to the extent that it surpassed everything!

"---- if you can win, then I'm definitely not going to play the role of the bad guy here. But ah, Rider, if your King's Army is your strongest weapon, how much power do you have left to defeat that person after losing it just now? Qing said in a deep voice, his eyes swept over Archer, who was still standing on the other side of the bridge, and didn't even move his footsteps, if Rider insisted on continuing to fight alone, then it would inevitably end up being killed.

Rider was silent, believing that he also knew what his odds were. Qing stood quietly in place, waiting, silently looking at the mocking and sarcastic smile on his face in the distance. It can be said that this choice may seem difficult, but in fact, there is nothing to be difficult at all. Qing can't watch Rider go to death, this is inevitable, if Rider insists on sticking to the pure will in his heart, then before he can attack, without the inherent enchantment, he can't be Qing's opponent at close range, Qing can completely use violence to restrict his behavior! And for the rest, as long as Rider nods and agrees to join forces to encircle Archer! Then the probability of victory is at least sixty percent or more!

The moonlight is getting thicker, and before you know it, it has entered the middle of the night. It's a pity that although there are many people standing on the bridge under the moonlight, none of them speak. Annoyed Rider frowned, Qing waited silently, and Archer had no chance to upset this delicate balance. Because he is not stupid, if Qing and Rider insist on joining forces, relying on Qing's incomparable martial arts and Rider's unmatched martial arts through everything to hinder the rampage of the offensive! Then it is estimated that before he can liberate the golden sword, the black sword in Qing's hand that transmits the terrifying wiping power of this pair of divinity can pierce his battle armor! Even the despicable cutting off of his head------

The moonlight in the sky was obscured by the clouds, and without the slightest ray of light, the bridge was completely darkened. The sound of running water under the bridge deck echoed in this quiet space. The quiet green hand held the black sword blade in his hand, looking at Archer who had become expressionless but still standing proudly, the key to this decisive battle was his existence! If you can kill it this time, then you may not be able to win, but at least you can hold half of it!