"I told you--- don't even think of using spells without my consent, no matter how much effort you expend! --------" Qing roared, turning her head and glancing towards a piece of snow painting with a look of disbelief. Standing in the position of the blue, the green can block the erosion of the Holy Grail system, and it is not difficult to force the body to make unconventional changes. At this time, Qingshuang's eyes were bloodshot, and the originally black and silky long hair became gray and boring!

This is a side effect of the forced infusion of mana, and a large amount of mana that exceeds the load on the body will be extremely active in the flesh, that is, life force. Qing retracted her scarlet pupils, and the magic that was instilled made her anger much bigger, and the pain like a thousand knives all over her body was nothing to Qing.

"--------I'm sorry----- I should have recognized that you're not an enemy-----I'm sorry------" Qing Shaho's head was lowered, Qing knew in his heart that anger should be directed towards the enemy, not a friend as a partner, whether she was wrong or wrong, Qing should not be angry casually, this is a stupid behavior. But the truth is that Qing failed to do so.

Ichijo Yuki seems to be frightened by Qing and stands motionless, but she is a tough woman, and Qing has understood this for a long time, so it doesn't hurt her. Qing sighed silently, and replaced the various armors of the battle, including the long sword that said it was a treasure but was not a treasure.

"Be on your guard." Qing said this silently without a purpose, and walked to the toppled shelves, turning over the shelves that were stacked together in chaos. The scene was as expected, the Assassin who was supposed to fall inside had disappeared, and everything seemed extremely strange.

Giving up the idea of continuing to search for the Assassin, he had already expected it to escape from Ao, because the warriors in the dark would either die in the light or shadow in the dark. However, in this way, Qing will have to deal with the upcoming unknown with all his might, and if the Assassin can be captured, Qing may be able to obtain a lot of information. But knocking him down is the right thing to do, because knives in the dark are more terrifying than intelligence--------

As Qing stopped what he was doing, the sound died down. Silence came, the silence was terrible, only the faint sound of breathing made the air no longer cold. Qing clenched the sword in his hand slightly, this is an invisible pressure, caused by the darkness, the pressure that he has served himself.

Some people like to create chaos, thinking that this can make them feel happy, and all the negative emotions, including chaos, are treated as good dramas------- please be sure if they are actors who have been programmed into the play, but since the other party likes to watch the play so much, then Qing must let him down.

Qing lifted the long sword and knocked the plate armor on his chest with his hand, the hardness was okay, and the sword marks with less strength could be easily blocked. I'm not sure if it's useful, but it's better than nothing, and even if it's broken, you can make it up with a projection.

The noise of the locomotive came in the distance, and the roar was deafening. Qing knew that he would definitely have such a day, but he didn't expect to be provoked so simply, this is a ridiculous conspiracy, but such a conspiracy has no choice. But Qing knows that if there is no choice, it can only destroy the rules of the game--------

It's like the sound of the locomotive that was drawn up at the beginning stops outside, and it is still the familiar footsteps, solemn, tenacious, and without hesitation. The sword light slashed across the wall, it was as easy as cutting paper, and the wall that was incomparably strong for ordinary people collapsed with a bang!!

The black tight-fitting suit, the holy sword that exuded a golden light, was as dazzling as her golden hair, and the holy green eyes shimmered with a color that Qing couldn't discern, no matter what time it was, she was like that, Qing could only see a little bit of her surface, but he could hear her heart.

She was angry, and despite the serenity in her eyes, Qing knew what she was thinking. Qing has no intention of opening his mouth about this, he has already entered other people's scripts, and if he wants to destroy them, he must first let the script develop.

"Once again, you have proved your words with your deeds, Gungnir. Tell me, what are you thinking? --------" She walked in step by step, and the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground also turned into the sound of steel combat boots hitting the ground, silver armor, sky blue lining.

"I know what you're thinking, Artoria, and what you're going to do. Maybe you think I've been lying, but I'm who I am, and I've never talked nonsense. But I don't think you'll understand if I explain it that way. ”

Standing in the dark, Qing nailed the long sword to the ground, and the sharp blade of the sword was as simple as cutting tofu into the concrete floor. Raising his hands, this is not difficult for Qing, although it is an insult, but in the face of the former king, Qing can do it. Because it was King Arthur, not Artoria, who was standing in front of Qing now.

"What are you doing?" Artoria's hand holding the sword trembled, Qing rarely did anything unprepared, unless his head was hot, but it was clear that even Artoria could see that Qing didn't look hot-headed right now.

"Prove with my actions that I'm doing something, I just hope it's a little bit more useful than the trust I had before. ----" Qing smiled gloomily, the enemy he should face now was not Artoria, but the person who wrote the script, but he was in the script now. Presumably, Artoria would force herself to fight her, but Qing wasn't going to do that.

"Pick up your sword! Do you still want to stand in the dark and face me like a person to play with?!! Qing Zhi's light words would definitely make her angry, but that anger was also mixed with pathos.

"I'm still the same, and I'm not going to change, ever. I said that as long as I live, I will fulfill my promise. Qing turned her head to look at Alice Phil, who was standing quietly on the side, she felt Qing's gaze, and turned her head a little afraid to look at Qing.

Qing didn't expect Alice Fell to be able to say a few words for herself, and she had to face what she had to face. Slowly walked out of the darkness and slowly walked in front of her, and the long sword as a weapon, Qing didn't have any intention of taking it.