Under the golden sunset, a man who looks like a shadow sits on a wooden corridor.

He wears a black coat and a slight scumbag.

A pair of black eyes, although a little dazed, but now a little brighter than before.

“Kiriji, it’s time to go and get Alice Phil back.”

The blonde in a black suit said to the man.

The originally dazed eyes, after hearing that name, seemed to have a goal.

“Got it.”

Artoria looked at the man with some complexity.

Previously, when discussing the Imperial Lord of the Parallel World, each of the plans proposed by this man could be said to be an evil method.

Even Shichen, who has inhuman values, can’t help frowning when he hears it.

There is always something in the magician’s heart, such as Shichen, which is grace and pride.

But in the body of Eimiya Kiriji at that time, it seemed that there was no bottom line in sight, and it seemed that as long as it was for the victory of the Holy Grail War, he seemed to be able to sacrifice anything.

Artoria had always wanted to ask him what he was pursuing the Grail for.

At the same time, I also know that I will never get along with him.

But in that theater, she felt the man’s shocking determination and the tragic experience he carried.

“In this way, he may be able to save the world, even if he is so sad that he bites his tongue, he will continue to sacrifice everything he has.”

Having learned everything, she respected his iron and untwisted will, but still would not agree with his methods.

At the door, Kuyu Maiya had already driven the car and waited for a long time.

After getting into the car, Artoria pulled out the address that Weber had given her earlier from the pocket of her suit jacket.

It says an apartment in the center of Fuyuki.

Over there, there was the guy they were looking for.

“Ye Xuan…”

She chewed the name repeatedly, familiar but unfamiliar.

The person in my impression had never shown that side in front of her.

“So that’s what he said about deal?”

Do you help someone else achieve their wishes at the cost of their most precious things, including beliefs, desires, or memories in their hearts?

“So… It’s not right…”

That’s right, in Artoria’s opinion, this is not correct, their own wishes, to rely on their own hands to achieve, vain attempts to take shortcuts, in the end can only swallow the bitter fruit.

So, if you want to use the miracle to return to yourself on the day of the king’s election, is it qualified to accuse Ye Xuan of making such a transaction?

Now that I think about it, she has never had Xuan.

Perennial war, the humble king, the invasion of the other side of the sea, in retrospect, she seems to have been at war all along.

At that time, as a civil official’s night xuan, a Camelot.

Claiming to be the Minister of Finance, he seems to be a greedy and miserly Grandet.

Under his control, money is always easy to get out of the warehouse.

Plus the usual unobtrusive behavior, such as taking Lancelot and Tristan to clubbing, and even teaching them to date noblewomen and Qianjin.

Seeing Ye Xuan, she always had a nameless fire, even if the other party did not speak, she wanted to grab the other party and beat him fiercely.

Since seeing him again, Artoria has wondered more than once whether Lancelot and Guinevere were in love with each other, and whether he was a matchmaker in them.

Thinking of this, Artoria seemed to be able to make up the scene of the night arch fire.

A picture gradually took shape in his mind.

Inside the candlelit hotel, drunken Tristan and Lancelot were drinking with Ye Xuan.

“What kind of noble lady are you still too unambitious, look at your princess, if you can soak her, then it is the heifer sitting on a chainsaw, a giant bull.”

“No, such an act is against the way of the knights, and my loyalty to my king does not allow me to do such a thing.”

“You said this, what’s wrong with mutual adoration, I’ll help you bear what happens!”

Well, it does seem like something that guy would say.

No, how to think how to be hot!

It was clear that they were all deep thoughts before, how could they feel that their sanity evaporated when they thought of Ye Xuan, and their anger rose upwards!

Calm down!

Artoria told herself.

Later, Maiya Kuyu, who was driving, heard several deep breathing sounds coming from the back seat.

Within a few moments, you will arrive at the location of the apartment on the address.

“That’s the person’s address.”

After careful comparison, Kuyu Maiya spoke.

“Go up.”

Kiriji opened his mouth and walked in first.

Inside the elevator, the three of them were a little nervous for a while, even Artoria was no exception.

They believe that as long as they know their true face, they will not be able to calm down

Who knows, what kind of Longtan Tiger’s Den it is.

What does the devil who can trade with the heart of a man live like?

The elevator door slowly opened, and at this moment, a voice sounded.

“The last day, the last day, as long as you survive this day…”

The man seemed to be encouraging himself, and then coughed lightly twice and spoke again!

“Hello, welcome!

This is the residence of Mr. Yoruken, a merchant of strong desire, are you here to trade with him?

If so, let me show you the way…”

Although the voice is somewhat husky and neutral, the intonation is indeed sweet and cute, and it is obviously strictly trained.

Not only that, the other party said the paragraph just now with a little trembling, obviously unable to bear the shame that came from within.

But because of this, it makes some gentlemen with special hobbies even more excited

Looking up, the round-toed lace-up leather shoes, white suspender stockings wrapped around its curved tight calves, absolutely white dazzling.

A fluttering pleated maid skirt, a pair of arms grasping the brand, and accessories on the wrists.

Further up the line of sight, there is a beautiful and neutral looking face, and the cute light makeup softens its original sharp temperament.

The carefully groomed blonde hair is extremely smooth, and the cheeks that are slightly red from shame are just right.

However, while seeing each other, both sides were stunned.

The plaque in the maid’s hand fell to the ground, but she didn’t notice it at all, and her eyes were full of the other party’s men’s beauty who looked like her.

“Father!”

“Mordred!”

“Why are you here!” _

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