Hearing this, Rider scratched his head in embarrassment, his eyes fluttering and looking a little embarrassed. "Eh~~ At the beginning, we were indeed fully prepared and ready to set off at any time, just waiting for you to return to rendezvous! However, there were some small accidents in the middle, which were not a big deal, and they were quickly resolved. ”

"Now that kid is almost already saying goodbye to those two old men, anyway, I've been tired of them a lot of things this time" Rider said dryly and turned his head to look at the location of the roof, Qing also followed his line of sight to the roof, it was empty, and the breath was also obscured by the enchantment, and he couldn't help but give up his plan to continue asking.

Qing nodded indeed, although the young man was a lot more fragile in Qing's consciousness, his growth was also breathtaking. Qing didn't say anything and wanted to find a wall to lean on, but suddenly realized that there was someone on his back and simply gave up that kind of idea, after all, the weight of a snow painting is equivalent to nothing for Qing, it can be said that it is like wearing a blanket with its own heat.

Rider also secretly glanced at Qing from time to time at this time, after all, Rider's relationship with his master can be said to be quite complicated, and Qing is no better than that. It's about to be a decisive battle, and being able to sleep so dead on your back is also a rather transcendent realm, and Qing was stunned without a word of complaint.

However, Rider was curious about the situation on Qing's side, but he had no reason to come forward and ask the reason, so he could only stand silently and wait when he was bored. After all, those two old couples didn't treat them badly, and according to Rider's heart, it was impossible to make a noise and wait or something! But it's a snow painting blue as a green master, so I can't say for sure.,After all, that woman's bottom blue still hasn't been able to figure it out.。

Gradually, the moon rose in the east, and the starry sky looked unusually bright without the city lights. At this moment, a snow painting on Qing's back finally woke up faintly, the first thing she did was to wipe the corners of her mouth, and she knew her habit of drooling when she slept, but her action was very hidden, deliberately avoiding Qing's sight, but she just woke up and was in a daze, she couldn't think of it at all, Qing could perceive it clearly even if she didn't use her eyes, and she didn't know how many times she wiped it all the way.

After wiping the corners of his mouth, he was very happy to find that he didn't show any signs of drooling, so he stretched out and patted Qing's shoulder, and Qing put her down. As soon as his feet touched the ground, a snow painting tensed his body, and he stretched his waist and stretched his body. "Ahhh I'm so tired."

Qing couldn't help but pull down his face when he heard a snow painting, and turned his head to look at the woman behind him! However, Qing was also anxious for a while, and for a while he was stunned, he didn't squeeze out a few cruel words from between his teeth to alleviate his momentary unbalanced mentality, but fortunately, as time went by, Qing didn't squeeze it out for a long time, and the big and small anger subsided.

A snow painting saw Qing looking at her without saying a word, it was obvious that it was because of her sigh that such a thing would happen, and her thoughts were clear. A snow painting looked at the dead eyes of the green and pulled a rather kind smile, as if nothing had happened-------

Seeing her like that, Qing could only sigh helplessly in the end. After all, it is still unknown whether this battle is over or dead, even if it passes peacefully, it is already time for another time, and now it is possible to accommodate a little bit like this, as before, arguing that there is still a chance to calm things down, but now I don't know how much time I have to relieve the boredom of the heartless quarrel like before.

After a while, the door of the house opened, and a person walked out behind the door, obviously the master of Rider. Qing stood tall and could look over the fence to the doorway, but the young magician hung his head down and clenched his fists, and he didn't look like he was facing a decisive battle from any angle.

Qing couldn't help but look at Rider who was standing on the side with some doubts, Qing left for about half a day, Qing didn't know what had happened inside Rider at all, and Rider had just vaguely said what happened, but Rider also deliberately avoided that topic at that time and didn't say anything.

Qing looked at the young man, and felt from the bottom of his heart that the next situation would be quite mixed! Sure enough, as soon as the young magician raised his head, he stared at Rider who was standing outside, opened his mouth to speak, and stopped talking, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start. Inevitably, Rider also frowned slightly, although even Rider's brows have never stretched, and they have always been wrinkled.

”Rider！ ------Come with me to the other side of the courtyard, I have something to tell you." --------" The boy clenched his fists, his knuckles were already white from overexertion, and as he spoke, the boy turned around and walked into the courtyard that seemed to be a little more remote, Rider frowned at Qing, gave Qing a look that he didn't mind, and then quickly followed into the yard.

Looking at this scene, Qing could only blink dryly, these things Qing couldn't reach, and there was nothing he could do. After all, it's the final showdown, and everyone has their own ideas. Whether it's eagerness to try, or frustration, these have been seen in the time of Qing's life, and even because he is afraid of death, he is afraid of going crazy, and his temper is like a dynamite bag.

Qing looked back at a snow painting that was poking her head out of the yard on the fence, and her calm and relaxed look was inevitably one of Qing's cognitions, such are generally a group of people who are not afraid of death, and say that they want to die but dare to play with their lives. Qing's heart has also calmed down, and it is no wonder that the rules of the Holy Grail say, "According to the personality of the Master, when summoning, there is a certain degree of Servant who will summon a similar personality." ’

"Huh?! Why are you suddenly looking at me like this? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman? As if noticing Qing's gaze, a snow painting jumped off the wall, crossed her waist with one hand, raised her eyebrows and looked directly at Qing confidently, but she wilted after less than three seconds, and took a deep breath. Sure enough, people are more popular than dead people----- men look like this, and I will have no food to eat." “