Chapter 75：

"Boom!"

Just like a human being swatting a mosquito, Di Lumuto was slapped directly by this huge arm, and his body was like a meteorite. It set off a wave of waves on the sea not far away, and then rushed to the opposite bank with a "boom." , Fell into the ruins, not knowing the situation.

"This...this..."

Kenneth watched this scene dumbfounded, his chin barely closed.

"Ken...Kenneth...I,,, let's go first."

"You...you're right, Sola. We retreat strategically first, and retreat strategically. Come again. Come again."

Kenneth took Sola and turned around and ran. This is like a giant hand from myths and legends. What a terrifying monster its true body is is still unknown. It is better to retreat tactically first... It is better to retreat tactically...

"Huh eh-?"

Shi Lang looked up at the direction where Di Lu Muduo was beaten out, and muttered to himself: "There was a breath of Servant just now, why is it gone now?"

Suspicious, Shi Lang turned his head and looked at the Spartacus like a mountain, and he couldn't help but praised: "I really feel safe!"

I have to admit that this sense of security under protection makes Shirou feel really great!

Even if Skaha refused to live, even if the war caught him off guard, he still found a safe arm that he could rely on.

However, Spartacus, who has become this appearance, can't act rashly, otherwise it will be a catastrophe.

However, this does not mean that I can't do anything.

Swords and shields are responsible for fighting and protecting, but as eyes and minds, it is necessary to distinguish the direction and formulate the victory of strategy.

Shilang is by no means a good planner. He is just an ordinary person who has been on the stage of heroes. He does not have great wisdom, but his little cleverness is constant. Relying on reading the script and knowing the character of the other party, especially when the other party is already in the trap, Shirou already knows what he should do next.

"Eimiya Kiritsugu...If it were you, he would have noticed it, right?"

Shi Lang's whisper sounded in the dark night.

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It's dawn.

Qi Li came out of the basement and finally found Yan Feng Lizheng lying in a pool of blood.

"Father..."

He quickly walked over and looked at Li Zheng's pale cheeks, not knowing what to say for a while.

Doudou believed that her father was killed, and the flames of anger should be burning in her chest, but Qili did not feel anger at all.

He should be angry. He deserves to be hated. However, Qi Li worked hard, and his heart was as peaceful as waves, and it was difficult to make waves at all.

There was even an extremely terrifying, unreasonable thought-"Since you are going to die, why didn't I kill it?"

Qi Li was shocked by this thought, but not shocked. The contradictory emotions made him painful and confused.

On December 28, 1967, Kirei was born when his father, Yan Feng Lizheng, was on a pilgrimage. As a teenager, he trained as a substitute trainee under Lizheng’s hands.

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Li Zheng is old enough to get a son, and has high hopes for this only son. Qili did not live up to his father's expectations and became a person of excellent character and ability, but he was puzzled-what exactly is the "clear and beautiful" thing that father Lizheng said?

Qi Li grew up step by step, but the dilemma in her heart got bigger and bigger. At the age of 22, he entered the Saint Inaju Theological Seminary from Manresa. In the same year, he changed from a trainee to a surrogate who could act alone, and received the second baptism ceremony as a surrogate. He skipped two years in the seminary and graduated as the chief student. But he still didn't understand what his path was.

Qili tried to find the path she really wanted. His heart cannot be the same as ordinary people, seeing beautiful things as happiness. In order to change her anomaly, Qili made many attempts, and becoming a substitute was one of them, and his last attempt was to start a family.

It was a woman named Claudia Aldysia, a woman who had been eroded and tortured by the disease for less than a few years.

In that period of marriage that lasted for more than two years, Qi Li worked hard to love his wife, and his wife also worked hard to love him, willing to help heal his chaos.

But in the end, Qili still couldn't get the happiness of normal people through his wife. For Qili, happiness is his wife's pain. The more his wife wants to heal him, the more he wants to see his wife's sigh.

This made Qili even more desperate.

In the end Qili decided to sever herself, but before that, she must fulfill her obligations as a husband and bid her final farewell to his wife.

Aldysia committed suicide in front of him in order to prove that Qili could love someone and was a person of survival value. But Qili was only thinking: "Since I'm going to die, let me kill myself." Qili is sad, and now he occasionally thinks of that time. Was the sadness at the time because he didn't enjoy the death of his wife? Or because it is the one you love, but you want to kill her with your own hands? Every time I think about this, my thinking is always interrupted, and maybe the answer will hang there forever.

But it was precisely because of the death of his wife that Qili began to learn healing magic.

And now, another question hangs in front of him.

Standing in front of his father's corpse, Qi Li was full of questions, whether his sorrow at this moment was not able to enjoy his father's death, or was he not able to kill his father with his own hands?

Gilgamesh appeared beside Kiry and asked, "Are you awake?"

"I don't understand." Qili looked at Gilgamesh in a daze.

"Don't understand, bastard? Okay, this king will give you this chance to sober." Gilgamesh took out the healing secret medicine from the treasure, then poured it on Lizheng's wound, and said:" Your father has not completely died yet. The **** who attacked him is a stupid and arrogant man who can't even take a knife. Sprinkle this medicine, and his life will remain a thread."

Gilgamesh threw a knife in front of Kiry and said, "Answer your questions."

Qili looked at the knife and smiled. Laughing loudly, grabbing the head and grabbing the ground.

With a sound of "Bang Dang", the teaching of God in his arms suddenly fell out.

Qi Li didn't hear of it, and continued to grab the ground.

"Boom—Boom—Boom—"

The blood mixed with tears, amidst the burst of laughter, fell hot on the god's textbook.

He picked up the knife, broke it with both hands, "click", the knife broke.

"Oh-?" Gilgamesh said with interest, "Are you finally awake?"

"Yeah...yes...I really didn't expect that I have always believed in the beautiful words that God said, and I have returned to the chaos." Qili smiled, but tears kept flowing down, twisting to the extreme smile. "It's just that I don't understand, why are you helping me like this? You are obviously a follower of the teacher."

"Are you still asking? The ghast trapped under the so-called method of salvation is full of hypocrisy and clarity, and it is true chaos. This is hypocrisy! As for the current minister -?" Gilgamesh sneered. "A unruly rebel, trying to murder this king? He is not qualified."

"Do you understand the truth about the Holy Grail?" Qili asked.

"Don't underestimate this king. You little tricks, when this king was playing with the miscellaneous things called gods, your ancestors' ancestors' ancestors were not born yet!" Gilgamesh said contemptuously.

"That's right, you have seen the little holy grail of the Einzbern family..." Qili bowed her head slightly. After three years of studying under Shichen, Qili also knows the truth about the Holy Grail ceremony.

The so-called Holy Grail War is essentially a huge ritual system planned by the Einzbern family, the Tosaka family, and the Matsu family to reach the "root".

The system is divided into the Great Holy Grail and the Little Holy Grail.