Kenneth looked at Sola who was drinking tea with his head down. He and his fiancée had a rift in their hearts over the incident, which made him even more grateful that he had made the right decision.
That guy ncer has a history of seducing the lord's wife. If he continues to be retained, there may be big troubles.
"For the sake of safety, I will send you back to the base first."
He looked at his fiancée and asked softly. Although he and Sola were in a political marriage, he really loved the woman in front of him.
"No, I want to stay here for a while."
Sola shook his head and put down the tea cup in his hand. They were in a high-end restaurant in the city and had been booked for the whole day. The location of the new stronghold had not yet been selected, and the dilapidated factory was at best only
It can be regarded as a temporary place to stay.
"But……"
Kenneth frowned slightly, but before he could say anything more, Sora continued.
"I am not the Master of the Holy Grail War, so other Masters will not specifically target me, and I am not without the ability to protect myself."
After hearing Sora's words, Kenneth's brows widened. This is indeed the truth, and the Einzbern lackey who blasphemed the devil's way has been dealt with by himself, so there should be nothing to worry about.
"Well, that's good too."
After thinking for a while, he nodded and agreed to Sora's request, then led Saber away, heading straight in the direction of the two meteors.
Sola looked at Kenneth's leaving figure, his eyes were lowered, he didn't say anything, he just sipped the warm black tea in the cup.
About an hour later, she also left the restaurant. A luxurious high-end car was parked outside. When the driver in a straight black formal suit saw Sola coming out, he respectfully opened the door and bowed slightly.
The gloved hand was placed on top of the car door.
The logo of the Tower of Babel on the car body is particularly eye-catching. Pedestrians passing by look at it with wonder in their eyes.
Sora leaned on the soft leather sofa. As the car started slowly, the buildings on both sides of the road receded, gradually changing from tall neon buildings to low and gray buildings, and then to desolate and dilapidated buildings.
The factory and the entire development history of Fuyuki City flowed in her eyes, making her feel like time was flowing backwards.
But she quickly came back to her senses and stared at the driver's snow-white hair and burgundy eyes through the rearview mirror. There was no doubt that the driver was an artificial man, and judging from his appearance, he must have used Einzbei's artificial intelligence.
Lun's technology.
Whether it was the car under him or the restaurant where he had tea, it was provided by the monarch of Animusfia. Sola did not believe that as a monarch, Michael was just for the vulgar worldly money. He must still have something.
A deeper purpose.
But Sora didn't know what the purpose was. The monarch always gave her a feeling of being careless about everything, and the same was true for his fiancée named Shajo Aige.
I had met that girl once in the Clock Tower. She was so perfect in terms of appearance, conversation and etiquette, but she treated everything so casually. She seemed to be paying attention to the whole world, and seemed to have nothing in mind.
Attention, that awkward feeling left a very deep impression on Sora.
She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and rubbed her brows. It was too troublesome to deal with other monarchs. If she took any careless step, she would fall into the set trap and be doomed. She had seen too many such examples in the Clock Tower.
Compared with those guys, his fiancé is still too immature. The so-called "martial arts" in the monarch's interactions are at best the icing on the cake, and cannot reverse the essential difference at all, but Kenneth did not realize it.
at this point.
Thinking of this, Sola couldn't help but sigh. The dilapidated factory that served as a stronghold had already appeared in her sight.
For reasons of confidentiality, she got out of the car and sent the driver away when she was still quite far away from the stronghold. After making sure that the driver had really left, she turned and walked towards the stronghold.
Under the spreading night, the afterglow of the setting sun is still struggling to resist, spreading its cold light down the earth, but its resistance is in vain after all. The darkness is like a rolling tide. Although it occasionally declines, it will eventually
Go forward indomitably, ruthlessly devouring the last afterglow.
The howling night wind carried a bit of icy chill. Sora couldn't help but wrap up his clothes tightly and endure the raging night wind. His high heels collided with the dilapidated cement road and made a crisp sound, in this abandoned factory that looked like ruins.
echo in.
boom--
There was a loud noise in the distance, and Sora flew out and fell heavily on the cold concrete floor.
She stared blankly at her lower body. Half of her left leg disappeared from the knee down. The white bone stubble was mixed with the flesh and blood. Blood rushed out from the slender and graceful section, and soon formed a pool of blood.
The numbness faded away, and the severe pain came up one after another, making her beautiful face become distorted and pale, and her clothes were wet with cold sweat.
“Ah, ah, ahhhhhh——!”
Sola couldn't help crying out, the pain made her brain seem to be on fire. She couldn't help but look around in panic, as if she had found who was attacking her. As for the half of her left leg, she no longer knew where it had flown.
The howling night wind became colder and colder. She tried hard to crawl towards the nearby stronghold. Perhaps the desire to survive was driving this body. The luxurious young lady did not care about the scratches on her delicate skin now.
Don't care about the dusty and dirty ground, as long as you can get to that place, as long as you can get to that place...
The broken leg left a long trail of blood behind her. Due to excessive blood loss, her vision gradually darkened, as if someone was pulling a black curtain in front of her eyes, and a sense of despair could not help but arise in her heart.
Sora didn't understand, she didn't understand why she was attacked, she didn't know who attacked her, she was obviously not the Master...
Her consciousness had begun to drift. She felt that her body had become so light, so light, just like those colorful balloons. The whistling night wind seemed to be laughing. It was laughing at her own stupidity. Under the wanton laughter,
, she vaguely heard other voices.
Those were the footsteps of a person, coming to her side from far away. Sola woke up from the trance and turned her head hard, trying to see the person's face clearly.
It was a slender woman holding a sniper rifle. She looked at herself indifferently. Her beautiful face was like a sculpture carved in stone. She just looked down calmly, without any emotion, like the god of death covered in night.