the next day.
The villa of the Yugdomirenia family spent the whole day in unknown silence.
This silence makes the air around the villa seem a bit heavy. If most people step into it, they will feel difficulty breathing instantly and cold sweat will flow.
Since Fang Li had already boasted about going to the sea and claimed that there was a way to go directly to the sky garden, so that the black camp did not need to worry about this, there was very little that Yugdomirenia could do.
After doing these few things, everyone is directly in a state of doing nothing.
This state is really suffering.
I know that something big is about to happen, but I can't do anything. I can only stay in the villa and quietly wait for the night to come. That kind of feeling is absolutely impossible for others to experience.
Of course, everyone in the Yugdomirenia clan also understands that once night falls and the final battle of the Holy Grail battle begins, they can't do anything, they can only wait here.
Being able to stay away from the most dangerous battlefields-this is not something to be thankful for.
After all, magicians are a group of creatures that have abandoned their life and death long ago, and they don't care about life and death the least.
If you can see the scene of many followers fighting with each other in the Holy Grail War, then there will definitely be more magicians who will not die for this.
Therefore, between the unwillingness of being excluded and the humiliation of being unable to do anything, the magicians of the Yugdomirenia clan spent this day.
Only those cyborgs continued to patrol day after day, but they started the shift mechanism, working in batches and making physical adjustments, and they lived in an orderly manner.
It’s worth mentioning that the golems that Avisbronn made that lost their mobility have also been recovered, and now they have also been adjusted by the magicians of the Yugdomirenia clan and used them in various ways. In operation.
Each of these golems created by the founders of Kabbalah are unique pieces. They will surely be sold at a high price at the auction of the Magic Association. Now they are now with the passing of Avisbronn. The trophies of the Yugdomirenia clan.
However, the Golem of Avisbronn was originally manufactured by the Yugdomirenia family with the financial resources, materials and venues. Recycling is a matter of course, right
Regardless of this, no matter how much suffering, time still passed by quietly.
It didn't take long for night to finally fall.
In the room, Fang Li woke up from his sleep and slowly opened his eyes.
The scene before him is no longer covered by the indescribable peaks as before, but a clear ceiling, and the pillow behind is no longer soft thighs, but comfortable pillows.
So Fang Li turned his head and looked to his side.
"..."
I saw that on the floor of the room, the head of Genji, who was full of motherhood, was sitting in an orthodox kneeling posture, closing his eyes and resting.
On the left is the Dachi that is enclosed in a sheath.
Bows and arrows are placed on the right.
Folded his hands in front of him.
The back is straight.
That is a pure warrior posture.
Yuan Laiguang closed his eyes to rejuvenate his mind like this, that is, there is no spiritualization, and there is no clingy intimacy in the other party.
However, Fang Li's words can be felt.
An obscure but powerful aura was slowly accumulating in Yuan Laiguang's body.
Seeing this, I believe that no matter it is, anyone can understand.
Yuan Laiguang has adjusted his state to the best point.
At any time, you can go to the expedition.
Fang Li smiled suddenly, then sat up and closed his eyes.
"Om..."
A faint starlight flickered from its body, like a shooting star flying across the sky in a deep moonlit night, turning around.
Sometimes slowly.
Sometimes hurried.
Sometimes sharp.
Sometimes soft.
Cooperating with Fang Li's undulating but natural breathing, the power named Star Force wandered back and forth in Fang Li's body.
"Boom..."
As a result, even the power of the true ancestor in Fang Li's body began to become active, as if he had some interest in the following carnival, causing Fang Li's heartbeat to speed up slightly.
I don't know how long it had passed before the starlight dimmed and converged back into Fang Li's body.
Fang Li opened his eyes again.
On the opposite side, Yuan Laiguang also opened his eyes as if he felt something in his heart.
The next moment, the two looked at each other with a tacit smile.
Did not speak.
No extra emotions.
Even if Fang Li and Yuan Laiguang both knew that after this battle, the Holy Grail War would end, and the two would continue on their journey one by one, and the other would return to the seat of heroic spirits, and then they would be separated, and then nothing was said.
Because no amount of words need to appear at this moment, the mood can already be understood by each other.
Therefore, the two do not need words.
Therefore, the two do not need to feel sad for this separation.
Even Fang Li didn't know what would happen next.
But in any case, only one thing can be determined.
That is...
"Let's go, we must win."
"Yes."
Fang Li and Yuan Laiguang only had such a degree of dialogue.
Immediately, they walked out of the room one after another, towards the door of the villa.
…
In the deep moonlit night, silence still pervades around.
Outside the gate of the villa, the rest of the idlers and others have all retreated, leaving only a few pairs of combinations.
Fiore and Chiron.
Zieg and Astorfo.
Even Cowles is here.
In addition to Joan, there were six people in total, waiting here quietly.
Under the moonlight, the saint holding the holy flag in her hand, standing against the wind, letting the flag flutter with the wind, and her robe is also hunting and hunting, there is an indescribable sense of sacredness and greatness.
It wasn't until a certain moment that Joan opened his eyes.
"coming."
Joan's words made everyone present to cast their eyes to the direction of the villa's door.
"Kacha..."
In the clear sound of opening the door, the door of the villa was pushed open, causing a pair of masters and servants to walk out slowly.
"Oh?"
As soon as Fang Li saw the number of people gathered in front of the door, he immediately cast his gaze on Cowles.
"Are you planning to go together?"
On the battlefield where the followers fight to death, the magician is there, and the death rate is as high as 99%.
But Zieg and Fiore still have to go, that's not surprising.
On the one hand, both of them must witness the end of this war as masters.
On the other hand, although there is a causal line of contract between the master and the slave, the farther the distance is, the supply of magic power will be correspondingly reduced, so this trip is also imperative.
But Kolles is not the master, but he still comes to drip this muddy water, then it is a bit suspicious of death.
In this regard, Cowles naturally knew nothing more.
"However, no matter how I say it, I also provided a part of the magic for Archer. It is not bad to follow it. Not to mention that my duty is to assist my sister who is the patriarch, but I can't just watch her die." Kao Les said in this way: "Moreover, for the mystery of the Holy Grail War, which is indistinguishable from magic, it is a pity not to see the end with my own eyes."
This is really a speech with the style of a magician.
"I don't care, but don't blame me if you die."
With such words, Fang Li took out an item.