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

Santa Claus is said to be an urban legend who sneaks into the homes of good children on Christmas night and completes their wish lists.

Santa Claus does not exist. However, there are always adults who become Santa Claus in order to protect children's innocence.

The world needs Santa Claus.

Picking up a big red bag filled with various gifts, Menechelle got on the motorcycle.

"Well done."

On the back seat of the motorcycle, a girl wearing a dark red Santa hat and a dark gray plush coat called the "Christmas killer suit" by her owner, Altria Alter lowered her head to check that the long hair on her hands was dragging He commented on the list on the ground without looking up.

Artoria Alter wore white high socks. This unseasonable outfit exposed a large area of ​​the girl's fair skin.

Menechelle's eyes flickered on the opponent's swaying calf, and he pulled it back with difficulty.

In addition to Santa Claus, there is another important role in Christmas that is also essential.

After Menechelle turned his head and looked away, he only felt a hand touching his head. That was Artoria's hand, so he didn't resist.

The hands only gently ruffled his hair a few times, and then seemed to put something on his head.

It was quite Christmas-style, a pair of huge antlers.

He is an elk.

The elk was originally a guide that guided Santa Claus to deliver gifts to the homes of good children, but when it came to him, it happened to be the other way around.

As Santa Claus, Altria Alter is the one leading the way.

——In this case, wouldn’t he become a mere driver?

‘Forget it, at least we can spend Christmas with Artoria. ’

Comforting himself, he had already approached the door with the red bag in hand.

But just as he was about to reach out to knock on the door, his hand was grabbed by Artoria Alter.

"No Santa Claus walks through the front door."

Alter frowned, and she scolded in a low voice, but because her expression was too cute, it actually made the scolding become cute.

"Then how do you get in?" Menechelle also lowered her voice.

You can't really climb the chimney - there is no such place in Chaldea's room.

"I will only demonstrate once."

Arturia gestured for Menechelle to step back, and she reached out and pressed lightly on the door.

Menechelle stared intently.

crunch--

The door panel made a shrill sound, and then, from the interface between the two door panels, the door was forcibly pulled open by Altria Alter's hands.

Arturia turned her head and glanced at Menechelle, her eyes saying "Look, it's very simple."

——Hey, is this Santa Claus or Old Man Satan?

The light in the room is very dark, but the servant can still see things.

On the standard bed, a small figure slept. Her lower body was covered by the quilt, but she was wearing a Santa hat on her exposed head.

The silver-white hair was spread casually on the bed sheets. And in the darkness, those red eyes were extremely eye-catching.

That's the female version of him, Minenako.

"You are here."

She was not surprised at all that the door was violently dismantled, and she greeted them with a decent smile on her face.

"So can you fulfill my Christmas wish?"

Arturia Alter crossed her body, and the Santa hat on her head blocked Menechelle's sight.

Altria Alter first glanced at the gift list.

Then, he raised his head and said expressionlessly:

"Sorry, Santa only delivers gifts to good children who are asleep."

"Actually, I've already fallen asleep."

"I'm talking about the good boy category."

Menechelle also came forward, and he saw the item on the gift list that belonged to Menenako.

[I just want King Arthur’s head]

——Hey! This is Christmas not Halloween!

"Well, I'm not interested in you." Minanako sat up, the sheets slipped from her body, and she was also wearing a neat dress: "I only want the male one."    "Besides, that guy is often looking for her too. Let’s drink with the guy behind you...what if you pass on some bad habits to him——"

"Even if you say so..." Artoria lowered her head and frowned unconsciously. The voice was very obviously shaken.

——Artoria, cheer up! You are Santa Claus, not Satan!

……

The large package containing the gifts gradually became dented as the gifts were distributed, and in the end, only the soft crimson bag remained. Almost every servant received a gift, and the clock, minute and hour hands slowly closed towards the 12 position on Christmas Eve.

Finally, the roar of the motorcycle engine finally stopped in front of a door.

And this also represents the end of Christmas Eve.

Altria Alter stepped out of the car. The motorcycle also turned into a spirit and disappeared as Altria left.

"Actually, there is still a gift for a good boy that I haven't given yet." In front of the door, Altria Alter said. This time, she used the room card to unlock the door: "This is it."

Menechelle looked at the room number: "Isn't this your room?"

Arturia opened the door with her foot and half-forced Menechelle into the room.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

"what?"

Menechelle looked confused.

Isn't that the word I should say?

After just a dazed moment, he was pushed into the room. With the creaking sound of the door closing, the festive atmosphere was completely cut off from the door.

And at this moment, all the sounds completely disappeared, and Menechelle noticed something strange. He took off the antlers on his head and cast a puzzled look behind him.

Altria Alter was quiet. She did not take off her Santa hat. At this time, she was quietly looking at Menechelle with strange eyes.

"You know who dislikes Christmas the most?" she finally said.

"It's Santa Claus. It's Christmas and you still have to work."

"Isn't there an elk accompanying you?" Menechelle asked tentatively.

"You are not an elk, Master is."

Arturia's words made Menechelle's eyes darken.

"Ah. That's it."

His tone was forced, and he tried to force a smile on his face, but his clumsy expression made even Menechelle feel inappropriate.

So he lowered his head and bowed his body, trying to hide his emotions.

——Where did you come from?

A smile appeared on the corner of Altoria's mouth. Suddenly, she pinched the chin of the man in front of her with her fingers, adjusted the direction of his eyes, and forced him to look at her.

"Santa Claus is also doing a good job this year. He has not missed any good children."

Alter said in an unreasonable and arrogant tone: "Santa Claus (I) also wants gifts."

She steps forward.

The distance between the two was already extremely close, but with this step, the girl shrank into Menechelle's arms.

Menechelle could smell Artoria's scent, and the furry Santa hat rubbed against his face. He heard the greedy breathing of the person in front of him and the body attached to him...

Menechelle's eyes became wandering.

——So soft.

Arturia stood up on her tiptoes, her hands wrapped around Menechelle's neck, and she put her face close to hers.

After a long time, the tiptoed feet were put down again. Alter raised her face with a provocative smile on her face. She licked her moist lips with her tongue.

"How about it?"

In fact, there was no need to answer. Menechelle's suddenly heavier breathing proved her charm.

Because of being too excited, Menechelle's originally dark red pupils became brighter and shrunk into a vertical line.

"You are not an elk. You are my Christmas gift." The girl looked at Menechelle like this. What she didn't know was that her own eyes also shone with excitement.

"I'm going to start opening the gifts now."

　Originally I was going to write this chapter as a growth unit divided into three chapters, but I’m so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, so busy, why should I have it? Final exam, why is there a final exam, why is there a final exam, why is there a final exam, why is there a final exam, why is there a final exam, why is there a final exam, why is there a final exam

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