Chapter 405 Residual Pain Sensation Mikael escaped
At dusk, a corner of a small izakaya near the Showa-dori exit of Akihabara Station.
A man and a woman were holding beer glasses and communicating. The man looked about twenty years old. His body looked very fit and well-proportioned, with an inexplicable sense of beauty. Although he had black hair, he did not look Japanese.
People, on the contrary, are like those from the Middle East or South America, with deep three-dimensional contours and dark brown skin that has been tanned.
The woman looks like a young and beautiful white woman, still with a girlish air. Her red hair and white lace headband go well together. If she dresses up well, some people will believe that she is a teenager. She has big emerald eyes.
Tong Yan always wears a smile.
"cheers--!"
They cheered and clinked their glasses together. The wine spilled out and dripped down the glasses onto the table.
"Ha-Japanese wine is really interesting. This feeling of flowing through your throat is really something you never get tired of drinking."
The man drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, sighed sincerely, and then looked at the woman opposite him.
"Just as interesting as that kid today."
"Hahaha, it's really interesting. I didn't expect there would be such a person in the Holy Grail War."
The woman couldn't help laughing, and drank half of the wine in one go. She was none other than Archer's master, Saijo Elsa, and the man in front of her was Archer, whose real name was from ancient Persian legend.
The famous hero in China——Arash Kamango.
"Hey, miss, this table... uh..."
Archer called to the pretty girl in a white waitress uniform, trying hard to remember what she had just drank.
“Large draft beer.”
Elsa reminded appropriately.
“Another big draft beer.”
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"
She suddenly spoke to stop him, then picked up the remaining half of the glass in front of her and drank the rest of the wine in a "gu dong gu dong" manner.
"I want one too!"
"Okay~~ Store manager, please add two more large glasses of draft beer to the guests at this table~!"
"so fast?!"
The slightly fat middle-aged store manager looked at the table of young men and women, waved his hand, and said in a rather arrogant tone,
"I'll treat you with these two cups of draft beer. You've been a frequent visitor to my house these days."
"Then thank you boss!"
The smiles on the two people's faces looked very comfortable. In addition to this different aura from others, the owner of the izakaya had already known them by heart. After all, they would come here to have a drink every night for a week.
They never drink too much, so they often become examples for their bosses to teach other drunk young people.
"To be honest, I was really shocked that another Master touched my side."
"There is no hostility in him, and if there was, he wouldn't be able to come to you."
Archer swore that his clairvoyance could even see through people's thoughts. Although it was only a little bit, it was still an amazing ability. As for identifying hostility, it was a basic quality of a warrior, and he had already internalized it in his heart.
"I know, Archer. A person with such clear eyes cannot be a magician, but I'm a little troubled now."
Elsa shook her beer glass and looked at the white foam in it, slightly lost in thought.
"Is it because of the promise you made to that child?"
"Yes...but no."
The smile on her face gradually faded, and she glanced at the izakaya in front of her. Because it was not a lively night at dusk, there were not many customers now, only a few people.
"It's really a peaceful world."
Elsa sighed quietly. As a reporter who traveled around the world, her footprints had already traveled to most of the world. Of course, the places she visited were more war-torn battlefields.
My father, who is a magician, once said that everything in the world flows from the source, including the peaceful world in front of me, drinking delicious food and wine with friends, laughing, and pitiful children always playing.
With.
Of course, there are also those dangers that may bring death and disaster at any time, those worlds filled with smoke and the smell of death.
That kind of world is only five inches away from you, and it is always with you no matter where you are.
The explosion of the bomb, the vague cries around him, the smoke and dust that filled his eyes, the fire that almost burned everything, the collapsed buildings and the hot air that was almost burning, and of course, the more important thing was the bloody child in front of him.
.
"Mother……"
………
A hint of gloom appeared in Elsa's originally bright eyes.
"oops."
As if realizing something, she raised her head and saw pure black eyes without any shadow staring at her.
"what?"
"It's nothing, it's just that from the world you have seen so far, I also want to see it."
Archer let out a hearty laugh and raised a second glass of beer, "You, you are so young, but you have seen so many things you shouldn't have seen, Elsa."
【It was completely seen through.】
Elsa felt her face heat up and quickly shook her head. After so many days of getting along, she also discovered that her servant seemed to have some kind of power that could see through people's hearts.
But she didn't feel anything bad. If the negative experience was equal to the positive experience, it meant that she had lost nothing.
——Of course it also means getting nothing.
"You are really cunning, I feel like you know everything, archer!"
"Really?"
"Of course it's true, otherwise you wouldn't be able to say that."
Although Archer was a real great hero in history, he died at just over twenty years old. Looking at his age, he was obviously older and had so much life experience, but in front of him, he
He is still far from being as mature as he thought.
"By the way, Elsa, do you really want to help that kid stop the Holy Grail War?"
The topic changed. Archer had finished his fifth glass of beer in one gulp. He looked completely drunk. If it were an ordinary girl under the age of twenty, she would fall in love with him just by seeing him drinking.
"I am also not certain."
Elsa shook her head and couldn't help but recall those clear eyes. "But I believe him. This is a woman's intuition."
"Elsa, you are such a good woman!"
Archer raised an eyebrow and spoke with emotion.
Jingle Bell--
The door of the izakaya was pushed open, and a slender woman walked in under the unfinished sunset. Her face was covered by shadows, and only a pair of eyes, which were like amethysts, could be seen.
Several drunken guests glanced at her casually, and then were immersed in her beauty. It was a beauty that only belonged to that long-lost era, which was named the Age of Gods and was an illusory past.