Comprehensive comics: Holy Grail War!

The sky was overcast, and the birds seemed to have expected the eve of the storm and had already withdrawn from the city.

Everything seemed so silent, so quiet that it was a little scary.

At this time, it was past 9 o'clock, but the shadow still did not have the digital ability of the Sage.

For ah, daylight did not appear.

"The lonely servant didn't see those weak pigs, but found the lonely rabbit. "

No

! Again! A cold, magical voice came from behind him.

It's so arrogant, comparing the servant to a rabbit, it's really so arrogant.

Jikage turned his head sideways and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Electric gothic loli's frilly dress, the devil's horn with a virtuous back, and the black end with a red forked tail.

The bright red long hair is draped behind the shoulders, and the pointed elf ears make the whole look petite and moving, and it feels like the kind of existence that attracts attention everywhere.

There is no trace of pathological aggression hidden in his eyes.

Elisabeth Bathory, the prototype of the vicious Countess of Blood.

It's just that it looks like it's a person who hasn't committed a sin and was summoned before the age of fourteen.,The current idol trainee state.。

There was a bit of viciousness in the aura of the aristocracy.

Calling others pigs, squirrels, rabbits, etc., lowly creatures, is a bad taste.

"It is forbidden to go to war during the day. The

words of the shadow were like a powerless struggle.

But it seems that this is indeed the case, and his current state is indeed not good, and he tries his best to avoid fighting.

"What a war, I just wanted to find some unique audience to attend my concerts, but I just couldn't seem to see anyone else.

"Do you want to come with me? I can give you candy~." "

Sweet aftersound surrounds my ears.

If it was an ordinary person, maybe he would have followed her a long time ago.

But Jiying only felt a deep sense of evil, making himself creepy, deep in his soul, and even subconsciously told him to run away and stay away from this demon in front of him.

It is not an exaggeration to call her a demon, not understanding that human suffering, or taking pleasure in it, is also a duty that she must perform.

It's not so much funny as extreme sadism.

Soaking in a blood bath, or brutally torturing people, killing them.

And listening to Elizabeth sing or something, it's just endless torture!

My treasure dragon thunders, level: D, type, to people Treasure, but the unexpected is a group attack Treasure.

Just listening to it, you feel the endless malice that wants to destroy you.

Madness, destruction, torment, like a demon song that wants to destroy the body and mind.

Jiying was really scared that if he left with Elizabeth, he might never be able to come out again.

"No, thank you for your kindness, but I'm still not interested in any music.

Elizabeth's face instantly turned cold, and there was a bit of madness in her eyes that could not be refused.

"You can't help this, go back with me and be my listener. In

his hand, a pitch-black spear appeared, the head of which was a spiral of two blades, and another spiral spear was linked underneath.

Hundreds of young girls were tortured and mercilessly killed, and the city of Chakhdis weaponized a magic spear.

A strong sense of malice and blood emanated, making Jiying can't help but cover his nostrils.

The smile on the corner of Elizabeth's mouth became more and more brilliant, but in the eyes of Jiying, it was a little infiltrating.

So cute, so innocent, I want to pull into my city of Chakhdis and sing for him.

I wanted to hear his hoarse, desperate wails.

It must have been a lot of fun.

The thought comes to mind, but then throws it out of my head.

Although there was some influence, Elizabeth was summoned before the age of 14 and did not commit heinous crimes.

Still noble, domineering, cruel, ruthless, but not as inhumane as the legend says.

But I really want others to hear my singing.

Walked in the direction of the image, just as she had compared.

The image is a rabbit, and she is the hunter who is about to succeed.

A streamer of light flashed, and at Elizabeth's feet, arrows shot into the ground appeared.

As if to warn Elizabeth, if she dares to advance, then the next arrow will not miss.

Is it

Chloe? Of the servants I've seen so far, Chloe is the only one who can use a bow and arrow.

But they are enemies, how can an origami think of helping him, unless Chloe acts on his own.

And the real Archer, the impression is unlikely.

They had never met each other all the time, and it was known that archers were actually melee fighters.

The wind was blowing.

A figure, like the wind, moved briskly and quickly.

Jumping on top of tall buildings, you can easily climb over obstacles in front of you.

Just in an instant, with a gust of wind blowing, there was an additional figure in front of the shadow.

Her emerald green dress accentuated her waist, which was as slender as an arm, and her long, straight legs were obscured by black over-the-knee boots, which were more seductive than seductive.

The pale yellow cat's tail swayed restlessly in front of her eyes, and the green strands on her forehead, in addition to the long pale yellow hair.

Above the head, there are cat ears standing upright, which really makes people want to masturbate.

When he turned around, the beautiful face in his eyes was full of tenderness.

"Are you alright?"

Jikage stared blankly at the person in front of him, and his heartbeat couldn't help but stop for half a moment.

Damn, thrilling cat-eared mother, phew, it's not Atalanta.

In Greek mythology, the famous huntress from the mountains, Atalanta.

At the same time, I also understood why I was helped by it.

Because of the tragic childhood experience, I was able to survive by the kindness of others, and I hope to return this kindness to all the children.

At the same time, Atalanta hates men very much, but children always have priority.

Combined with the appearance of a child like me now, everything is very clear.

But she wanted to tell the other party that she wasn't a child

, but before she could speak, she was embraced by Atalanta, carrying a natural fragrance into her nostrils.

What followed was endless tenderness, of course not that kind of gentleness, after all, Atalanta was not very big, and the shadow even felt a feeling of pain in his face.

Instead, I was infected by the endless tenderness that Atalanta wore out, and I unconsciously enjoyed it.

This feeling is like mother's love, and I have actually experienced mother's love by girls who look much younger than me!