The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 129 "Lucky A"

The bazaar is still very lively, and it seems that it has not been affected by the disaster last night, but no matter how constant the traffic is, it has no effect on the spacious sidewalk.

Unlike the congested road sections, there are only pedestrians walking in groups of twos and threes on the pedestrian street.

Perhaps due to the influence of the surrounding atmosphere, Solau also sticks very close to Menechel.

Menechel was a little impatient and wanted to stay away from the woman beside him, but at this moment, Solau approached his ear and lowered his voice:
"What are your plans for the girl you brought back last night, Lancer."

The intimate action like a couple whispering didn't disturb Menechel's position, and he didn't even have time to hesitate. He replied in the causal line:
"Originally, it was only intended to be used as a tool to check and balance Tohsaka, to ensure that Tohsaka would not let that guy Archer attack you while I was not paying attention."

He can be sure that the girl from the Matou family must be related to Tohsaka Tokiomi, but he doesn't know if it is an illegitimate daughter or a bastard born from an affair with the Matou family.

But as long as that girl is in Solau's hands, Tohsaka Tokiomi will definitely be afraid to do anything, and even prevent Archer from making a move on Solau.

Shocked by Menechel's defensive stance, Solau didn't reply immediately, she pursed her lips slightly and paused for a moment before saying, "So Lancer, if Saber didn't show up last night, you really hugged me." Let yourself go to the consciousness of death."

Menechel looked at Solau in a little surprise, and nodded, as if to reward Solau for his discovery, he said: "I don't have any desire to entrust the Holy Grail, and such an exit is also the same for me. Nothing could be better."

Maybe he would also be unwilling, but it was probably because he was acting on behalf of the bastard Jin Shining who was unwilling to make a move—it's no wonder he would feel annoyed if he died for that kind of thing.

It's just that Arturia would release the Noble Phantasm at the last moment, completely disrupting Menechel's plan.

"No wish!" Solau's voice became sharp because of the violent fluctuations in her emotions. She seemed to be angrily looking at her servant, and the knight in black deacon uniform cast her eyes in unison. Come.

"Even that King Arthur, she was just using your feelings for him from beginning to end?"

The atmosphere suddenly became dull, and a strange feeling of coldness surged into Solau's heart. She saw Menechel's expression at this time, and the expression was obviously the same as before, but it was like wearing a mask. The faceless man gave Solau a distorted feeling.

It's just that before Solawu completely sank into this icy strange feeling, the unreal coldness disappeared as it did when it came.

Strange sights from all directions pierced here like steel needles, and the voices of the two just now became more and more unrestrained, making the surrounding pedestrians involuntarily regard this place as the focus of their sight.

Solau, who came back to her senses, realized that she had said something wrong, but before she could figure out how to apologize to Menechel, the other party had already grabbed her wristband Follow her through the crowd quickly.

Holding hands with Lancer - this intimacy that should have excited Solau himself made Solau even more uneasy at this moment.

She raised her head several times, trying to see something from Menechel's face but found nothing.

She could only let Menechel lead her around into the surrounding shops like a fish fry drifting with the tide.

"Master." Menechel said through the noise of the crowd: "Things that shouldn't be produced are best not to exist in the first place."

Seeing that Solau wanted to say something, she saw Menechel suddenly turned her head, with a sad look on her face just like she had seen in a dream.

"I was at fault for this matter, but I hate being looked into."

"Thank you very much for treating me like a human being instead of a tool, but after today, please treat me like a magician treats a familiar."

However, if it was thanks, why would she be sad—Sorau couldn't understand, her hand had already been let go by the other party first.

……

Watching other people play games often has a strange magic that can make people who hate this type of game can't help but watch it.

But normally, apart from the player's superb skills, the only thing that can attract most pedestrians to stop and watch is the player's own magic power enough to attract passers-by.

At this time, the crappy player who has been struggling with the claw machine for a long time but still can't grab the lion doll he likes is obviously not a high-level player, but this claw machine has undoubtedly attracted the attention of most men in the mall. They are sitting or standing, but their eyes are always inadvertently glanced at this place, falling on the backs of the two beautiful ladies full of exotic styles beside the crane machine.

The claw of the claw machine fell through the air again, and slowly stopped at the original place, which also made everyone's heart settle down, waiting for the blonde girl's next shot.

It's just that the failure this time seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Under Irisviel's slightly smiling gaze, Artoria slowly let go of her grip on the joystick. Glimpse at the little lion doll sitting at the top of the doll pile, and finally return to Irisviel.

"Stop playing, Saber." Irisviel's voice was still gentle, as if coaxing her younger sister: "If it's money, don't worry."

"No, it's not about the money, it's just that I came out with you, Irisviel, but now I'm wasting your time."

"Isn't it because I can't catch it?" Irisviel said very maliciously, which immediately caused Artoria to blush. Sifeier seized the opportunity to add again: "I thought that with Saber's high luck, I would definitely catch it easily."

"I can't control luck or anything."

Artoria was a little overwhelmed by the young woman's teasing, she pursed her lips and took a few steps away from the weird claw machine.

She didn't know why her failed life was defined as A-level luck by the Holy Grail system.

She was just about to persuade Irisvier to leave, but the words were stuck in her mouth and she couldn't get out. She kept her lips half-opened and stared at Irisvier's back without blinking, as if There was something she couldn't understand there.

Irisviel was also a little surprised by Artoria's strange expression, she turned her head and her eyes happened to meet a line of sight that was also projected from her.

"That's not Lancer's Master...uh..."

Irisviel's words were only halfway through, and she shifted her gaze to see Solau's male companion, so Irisviel turned her gaze back to Artoria.

(End of this chapter)