Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

Even if they stepped back into the past together, Roland could feel the separation in the man's heart.

After the shackles are gone, he is so eager for the indulgence of the past, but he will never be able to touch it, just like a thirsty person in the desert, and the wings of freedom in a cage.

The more you touch it, the more unfamiliar coldness hurts the man's heart.

Since choosing a family, the feelings of responsibility and scruples have restricted the man again, and he can no longer find his former self.

And after losing the support of the family, the man's mental state is forced to a dead end, and the only goal may be this.

- Develop alternatives along your own path.

This is a very realistic reason, that's why he chose Roland. Anyway, let the other party know that he heard about him in prison or in the news, so he might as well use it.

This deal was picked out from the beginning, and both of them agreed.

But it seemed that he wanted to punish the man who gave up the past but tried to return. During that small rest, he was found to have an incurable disease that current technology could not solve.

It's time to regret the mistakes you made when you were young and frivolous.

The man spoke to Roland so easily.

But Roland wouldn't agree to this. He kept using various means to get money. A brilliant doctor participated in the treatment of men. The focus of his life began to shift, and he began to run around for this matter.

For the freewheeling man, this feeling is a thorn in the road, a sweet but deadly poisonous weed.

In the previous career, even if the man died unfortunately, Roland would not avenge him, but sighed and continued his journey.

After all, their relationship wasn't what it is now.

But in the second half of his regretful career, the seriously ill man attributed his mistakes to that turning point.

Fetters are poison, and feelings are shackles.

He cherished that experience, but wished he didn't touch it at all, he was a selfish scum.

But now, Roland, who is concentrating on the life and death of men, has shackles and responsibilities, and is growing in the direction of having feelings, and even changing himself.

Just like the man used to be.

So ironic.

If Roland's talent were weaker, the man might be overwhelmed and become a real father and son with him. However, when a man noticed Roland's talent, it was a genius that could outperform a mortal like him. .

To repeat - the man has gone to a dead end.

He was selfish, crazy and desperate, so one day, when Roland returned to that convalescent ward, he saw this scene.

The man slit his own abdomen, leaving blood and internal organs scattered.

"Now, you are free from fetters, my perfect work, move on."

Staring at Roland with dying and ridiculously bulging eyes like goldfish, the man said.

It's too late for help.

In Roland's mind, there was a fierce conflict between reason and impulse. Reason wanted to help the man, but impulse wanted to smash this scum who used his feelings but betrayed him into pieces.

But in the end, they came to a consensus.

- In order not to let him continue to suffer.

——To enjoy the fun of killing enemies.

Roland snapped the man's neck, and until he died, the man laughed and repeated a meaningless remark.

"Yes, that's fine."

The man who even counted his own death succeeded in the end.

The boy stood in the pool of blood, looking at the corpse in front of him.

The past and the present pierce each other's daggers, leaving only shattered memories.

Want to do whatever you want - but what about doing whatever you want?

Want to cherish feelings - but what about cherishing feelings?

Don't want this to happen - what can you do?

At that moment, Roland was lost, and then his heart that would never waver again was completely lost, and together with his cherished emotion, he was buried in the grave.

What remains in this body is only endless joy.

"Killing your adoptive father with your own hands, so that's what it feels like, human beings, it's really interesting!"

Standing in the hell-like scene, Roland showed a bright smile.

"I'm going to keep going and see more interesting sights!"

So...I'll do whatever I want.

Do not touch feelings, do not touch fetters, twisted and despicable, go on until you die.

Roland opened his eyes slowly, and someone was slowly approaching him, which awakened his nap consciousness.

Is that Xiaoyu?

In the second half of the night, because Tamao slept before, Roland simply used her warm body as a pillow and fell asleep.

Then, a beautiful scene came into his eyes.

It was like being in a dream, with luxurious golden eyes, pale pink hair like a dream, and a peerless beauty who should not stay in the world, right in front of his eyes.

Yuzao Qian often leaned over very intimately when Roland was half asleep, but today was a little different.

No matter how close you are, you have to meet your lips at a very close distance. Is it because of what happened yesterday?

Looking at the plump body in front of Yuzao, Roland couldn't find a place to interrupt this development, so he just looked at Yuzao in doubt.

"Are you awake? Aster?"

"If you want to take a nap, Xiaoyu will obey you, too."

Roland didn't speak, because the body that Yuzao was sticking to was so comfortable, although the whole body was covered on Roland's body, it was not very heavy, but a weight that made people feel warm and reassuring.

"After all, Xiaoyu, who is a good wife, has already made preparations in terms of serving the bed."

"If you want to rest, please continue to enjoy it slowly. If you are already awake, please continue to enjoy it slowly."

Tamamo's voice was as soft as marshmallow on top of hot cocoa, and as sweet as cream on cake.

"Are you attacking at night?"

"Can't you? This kind of thing should be within the scope of the wife, so you should obey me."

Roland, who couldn't find a reason to refute, looked at Tamamo-mae just like that.

While the warm breath was blending, Roland asked aloud, "Xiaoyu, you seem to be a little bolder than usual."

Roland had never seen such an active and aggressive Tamamo before.

"Have you noticed it? It's more extravagant and bolder than usual. Since I've decided to do it this way, I won't allow any exceptions."

"My concubine must seize this opportunity—"

catch? Roland glanced at it and put it on his thigh. As long as he stretched forward, he could grab the big furry tail, and then looked back.

"Before Tamamo, I will serve you forever with the gesture you love."

Different from the usual jokes and joyful confessions, Tamamomae's words this time contained a certain determination that there was no way out.

By the way, is it a dream?

Thinking of the words that Tamamo had started ~www.novelmt.com~ Roland's eyes gradually became illusory.

But this look made Yuzao's eyes almost full of love, "Ah, no, no concubine! Now you are simply the incarnation of a handsome soul! But now my heart is very warm."

Yuzao turned over and sat on Roland's body.

"As a heroic spirit, you don't eat what you bring up! Hey, is it a heroic spirit? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Yuzaoqian bit Roland's mouth fiercely, licking the wound she personally caused.

The silent spell ignited a delicate flame, and Tamamo Mae, who was excellent at cooking, also perfectly controlled the temperature of the flame, and removed the excess restraint without hurting Roland.

In those golden pupils, Roland saw the flames and love reflected in the blurred eyes, as well as himself burned to the ground.

"I'm... being pushed back?"

This was Roland's last thought before he lost his mind, listening to Yuzao's gasps.

(Adjustment failed...)