Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

, people are in the type moon, dead apostles start

the next morning,

"Speaking of wandering around in the street like this, can you really find clues to other masters and servants?"

Kirshtalia walked through the streets and alleys of Fuyuki City. Although Mr. Mikael said that there might be unexpected gains in doing so, it was impossible to think about it.To find just a dozen masters and servants in a city with a population of nearly one million, relying on luck like this is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"However, based on what I know about that man, although he sometimes does some seemingly absurd things, they all contain hidden meanings."

Arash shook his head. He was also wearing casual clothes and followed Kirshtalia.After a night of thinking, he connected everything in the Holy Grail War in Tokyo, and he couldn't help feeling that it was not wrong for them to lose.

From the beginning to the end, he was controlled by Mikael, like a puppet on a string, it's no wonder he was able to win.

"Archer, something seems wrong, why is everyone looking at me?"

After wandering around for a while, Kirshtalia stopped in doubt. Although he didn't feel hostility from the people in front of him, the strange eyes... made him secretly open the defensive barrier, Protect from surprise attacks.

"Maybe it's your clothes?"

After pondering for a moment, Arash set his sights on Kirshtalia, and replied uncertainly.

"Ok--?"

Hearing Arash's answer, Kirshtalia froze, tilted his head slightly, and didn't seem to react.

"Is there something wrong with my clothes?"

He looked at his clothes. In order to conceal his identity, he did not wear the usual clock tower uniform, but changed into casual clothes, but no matter how you looked at it, it was the kind that could only be seen in the windows of high-end shopping malls. Clothing that can only be seen, and definitely not cheap.

The long golden hair hangs behind him, his handsome appearance, and the aristocratic temperament exuded by his gestures, which complement the luxurious clothes on him. From this perspective, he is indeed out of tune with passers-by, as if he stands out from the crowd.

Aware of the problem, Kirshtalia quietly set up a magic trick to weaken the sense of existence for himself, so that passers-by would look away from him.

When passing a downhill intersection, he retracted the foot he was about to take, and took a step back at the same time.

I saw a teenager wearing a high school uniform riding a bicycle rushing down the slope, and passed by Kirshtalia with a "swish". bikes collide.

"Sorry sorry, I'm in a hurry—!"

The boy turned his head and yelled at Kirshtalia. At the same time, he did not forget to observe the road in front of him. Then he pedaled harder and harder, turning an ordinary bicycle into a motorcycle. The trend of evolution to small cars.

"The boy just now... has magic power flowing from him."

Kirshtalia frowned slightly as she watched the boy's back going away.Maybe possessing magic power is a very rare and common thing on weekdays, but now it is during the Holy Grail War, and the Far East is still a desert of magic, the sudden appearance of a person with magic power will inevitably make him think more.

No anti-theft novel network

"Do you doubt that he is the master? Do you need to catch up?"

"no need."

Kirshtalia shook his head and looked away, "I've already let the familiar stare at him, whether it's the master or not will soon come to light."

.........

.........

Looking at the agreed coffee shop in front of him, Hasegawa Kaede parked his bicycle aside and glanced at his watch.54:[-], okay...

He breathed a long sigh of relief, brushed off the sweat on his forehead, and by the way, facing the bright and translucent floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop, he straightened his clothes, trying not to look like he just pedaled a few times on a bicycle. blocks.

But then again,

This is also Hasegawa Feng's own problem, perhaps because he just went through a battle last night and went to the police station to record his statement in the middle of the night.It was already six o'clock in the morning when he came home again, and he fell asleep on the bed. There was no problem of insomnia at all.

When he woke up again, it was already [-]:[-], Hasegawa Feng grabbed the phone casually, saw the message from his royal illustrator Qing Kong, and asked him to meet at this coffee shop at ten o'clock.

The drowsiness that was still left disappeared in an instant. Although he didn't know why Aozora would take the initiative to ask him out, but the excitement that he could finally reveal the mystery of his royal illustrator even made him forget about the Holy Grail War. the back of the head.

.........

Then now is the time to witness the miracle!

Hasegawa Kaede said silently in his heart, after soothing his mood, he pushed open the door of the coffee shop with a leisurely pace, and came to the innermost position according to the content of the message.

Someone was already sitting there. If you look at the back, it must be a beautiful girl. I don't know what the front looks like.

"Excuse me, you are..."

Suddenly Hasegawa Feng's words stopped, and he couldn't help opening his mouth when he saw the girl's appearance.Although he wore a pair of glasses, how could he admit his mistake?

"Sakura, President Sakurajima...you, how could you be here...?!"

He stammered, and even felt like he wanted to run away. As the secretary of the student union, the last thing he wanted to see was President Sakurajima in front of him. Although she was an absolute beauty, what was her personality? It's... It can be described as a "demon". uureading

"Wait a minute, is it possible that President Sakurajima is... Aozora?!"

"If you're right, I'm Aozora."

The beautiful girl in front of her adjusted her glasses, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a sweet devilish smile.

"However, Hasegawa-san is actually the warrior of love. It's really an unexpected surprise."

It was a scare for me!

Hasegawa Feng complained in his heart, but since he was an acquaintance, his tense mood was somewhat relaxed, and at the same time, there was a little bit of secret joy. He didn't expect that the chairman would be his queen illustrator.

"By the way, Mr. President, what's the matter with you asking me out?"

"Well, there is indeed something, and it is very troublesome. I don't know what to do, so I want to discuss it with someone. It's just that I have very few friends, so I can only think of my netizen."

Although talking about frustrating things, Chairman Sakurajima still calmly took off his gloves, only to see three red marks similar to waves on the back of his right hand.

"Holy Grail War—?!"

Seeing the similar pattern on the back of his hand, Kaede Hasegawa subconsciously yelled, but he covered his mouth in the next second.

"You know the Holy Grail War?"

"I don't just know..."

The corner of Hasegawa Feng's mouth twitched, revealing a wry smile.He showed the back of his right hand, which also had a red three-stroke command spell.

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Considering that this kind of interspersed writing may confuse everyone, I suggest that you take the whole day of plot development as a cycle, and what the masters do in a day, so that it can be clearer and more specific. When the day starts and ends, I'll put that in the title.