Heitong, wearing a black sailor uniform, walked into the bedroom from outside the door.
Leaning against the wall, her long legs as smooth as snow are paired with a black sailor suit.
The extreme color difference perfectly supports the black-eyed figure.
"Why don't you wear shoes? What should you do if you catch a cold?" After a moment of silence, Ling Yuan chose to speak out.
"Why did you pay attention to my feet first?" Black Eyes showed a strange look.
Do you have any special hobbies?
Maybe you can start here.
"Ahem, cough, I said my legs look good, do you believe it?" Ling Yuan pretended to cough.
There is a saying, if Heitong ranks second, Fu Hua will be first!
But if someone chooses to give it away for free, then even the second place can become the first place!
At this time, a pair of long white legs rested on Ling Yuan's shoulders.
"Brother, do you like thighs?"
Zhong Li's confused voice came.
“…..”
Feel the weight on your shoulders and the cold touch on the side of your face.
Ling Yuan fell into deep thought for a while.
It's not his fault that Xiaoli became like this.
After a long silence, Ling Yuan's eyes dropped.
Finally, he closed his eyes and coughed lightly: "Xiaoli, how many times have I told you to wear pants."
Heitong's little face turned red, her head turned red, and she muttered: "h"
Ling Yuan: "..."
…
Ling Yuan got up, and Xiaoli regained her appearance as Zhong Xiaoli under Ling Yuan's persuasion.
Although there were some hiccups during the period, judging from the results, he made a profit.
The kind that makes money without losing money.
As soon as he left the villa gate, he saw Tokiomi Tosaka waiting for him at the door.
"Mr. Lingyuan, I have some questions I would like to ask." Tokiomi Tosaka showed a 'professional' smile.
"What's the problem? Tell me."
“Is your goal the Holy Grail?”
"no."
"Then why do you want to provoke all the Masters?"
"Are you included among these masters?" Ling Yuan chuckled.
Tokiomi Tosaka was silent, raised his head, and said calmly: "If Mr. Lingyuan's goal is the Holy Grail, even if you are Sakura's savior, we will still be enemies!"
"Huh? That's okay. Come together, let me take a look at how cruel the so-called Holy Grail War is." Ling Yuan smiled slightly.
The atmosphere stiffened instantly.
Tokiomi Tosaka arrived: "According to the latest information, Caster has appeared. The only one who has not appeared yet is Berserker, but..."
"but?"
"The second son of the Matou family, Matou Kariya is back." As he said that, Tokiomi Tokiomi glanced at Ling Yuan.
He also personally took a look at the tragic situation of the Matong family.
Even he was extremely afraid of that kind of crushing power.
"Don't worry, Matou Kariya and I don't have any hatred, nothing will happen." Ling Yuan said.
"No, what I mean is that Matou Kariya may become the master of berserker in this war."
"Oh? Why did you say that?" Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows.
"As the three royal families of the Holy Grail War, especially the Matou family who produced the Command Seal, one's own essence will receive a Command Seal." Tokiomi Tosaka explained.
"Now that the Matou mansion has disappeared, the command spell will most likely be automatically transferred to Matou Kariya, the only magician in the Matou family."
"Thank you for the information, I will pay attention to it. If nothing happens, I will leave first." Ling Yuan said.
Looking at Ling Yuan's back, golden light condensed around Tokiomi Tosaka.
"He's such a happy-go-lucky person."
"Archer, we have to prepare carefully. Maybe they will become our enemies."
Looking at the villa, Tokiomi Tosaka's pupils turned cold.
"Ah."
Jin Shining chuckled lightly and turned into a point of light and disappeared.
Upon entering the villa
Ling Yuan saw everyone looking at him.
"What did Tokiomi Tosaka say?" Black Eyes asked.
"He wants us to beat him as well." Ling Yuan chuckled.
Involuntarily, a smile appeared on everyone's lips.
After seeing the copy of Sakura, everyone has a bad impression of Tokiomi Tosaka.
But Sakura's father didn't say anything.
But if the other person actively asks for a beating... they won't tolerate him.
After all, a magician's physical fitness and recovery ability are slightly better than ordinary people.
in the next time
Life was calmer than Ling Yuan imagined.
There is basically no contact between masters
On this day, Ling Yuan took Heitong on his way back from a shopping trip.
I happened to see Gilles de Rey, who was standing in front of Saber and Ellie, saying "my holy virgin" all the time.
That is caster.
Looking at Caster, Black Eyes frowned.
The concave and convex eyes, the skinny fingers, and the pale skin of a dead person.
Just looking at it is very captivating.
Especially with the crazy look on his face, I couldn't help but want to step someone's head into the cement floor.
"Actually, he was very handsome when he was young." Ling Yuan said after hearing Heitong's words.
Black Eyes: "???"
handsome?
She didn't notice it at all, and her dressing sense was weird...
"How is that possible! Have you forgotten my face?"
"It's me! I am Gilles de Rey, and I pray for your resurrection with all my heart, waiting for the miracle of meeting you again! Even like this, I have come to the end of time."
caster shouted loudly.
He doesn't hesitate to tell his name in exchange for his 'saint'.
But this only aroused Saber's confusion and disgust.
"I advise you to give up, Caster. Even if you ask to death, you won't get what you want."
At this time, a very "idle" voice came.
"This is..." Aili was startled.
Saber, who was extremely sensitive to this sound, quickly turned her head and looked wary when she saw the person coming: "Ling Yuan?! What are you doing here?"
"Just buying some groceries." Ling Yuan picked up the shopping bag in his hand.
"How? Do you know each other?" Heitong asked curiously.
"Oh, she is Saber, one of the seven servants." Ling Yuan explained.
"A very cute girl." Hei Tong said 'oh'.
"What's the matter with that disdainful expression on your face? I'm not a scumbag, how could I like someone I meet?" Ling Yuan laughed.
"Really?" Black Eyes didn't believe it, showing contempt.
Looking at Ling Yuan who suddenly appeared, Caster asked: "Who are you? What is your relationship with my 'Holy Virgin'?!"
"Me? You can think of me as '******."
Ling Yuan thought for a moment, then became serious and serious.
Black Eyes: "..."
Ellie: “…..”
saber: "???"
"******?" Caster was confused.
"To put it simply, I am a believer in Joan of Arc just like you."
"After hearing about your uprising, I joined the rebel army regardless of my own safety!"
"I didn't expect to be friends who also fought against the intruders?!"
After hearing about Joan of Arc, Caster looked at Ling Yuan happily as if he had found a friend.
"Yes, but I only joined after the Battle of Orleans, but the heroic figure of the Saint has always been buried in my heart, and she has been the object of my lifelong worship!" Ling Yuan sighed.
Caster nodded with satisfaction, he understood, he understood everything.