"Seeing what you look like, you should know that already." Guinevere folded her arms and walked down the stairs quietly to Wu Ming.
Guinevere naturally talks about Artoria.
"Agravain gave a hint by accident." Wu Ming nodded.
Imdiately after, Wu Ming showed a sowhat helpless smile.
"By the way, did you know from the start~"
Guinevere shook her head slightly.
"After you ca to the Holy City and left, the king talked to a lot, and I only found out then." Guinevere said, and held out her hand.
Despite wearing armor, Wu Ming was not wearing a helt, so Guinevere directly touched Wu Ming's cheek.
Without resisting Guinevere's seemingly "excessive" movents, Wu Ming enjoyed Guinevere's touch.
"Sure enough, no matter what I do, I can't win the king." Guinevere caressed Wu Ming's face and showed a bitter smile.
Even though this smile is worse than crying...
"Sorry, Artoria is above you." Wu Ming's eyes were calm, telling the truth, without hiding anything.
This is not irresponsible, on the contrary, it is the most responsible thing to do in Guinevere's view.
"I know, that's why people say that they can't compete for the king~"
Guinevere tilted her head, trying her best to keep her tears from falling.
Guinevere's love for Wu Ming was definitely no worse than any other.
Whether it was the legend that Morgan Le Fay ended up falling in love, or the Berserker class due to his obsession with Wu Ming, could see Guinevere's feelings for Wu Ming.
But Wu Ming smiled.
"I'm not saying that if I choose Artoria, I'll give up on you, Guinevere."
He reached out his hand to caress Guinevere's face, wiped the tears from the corners of Guinevere's eyes with his fingers, and Wu Ming had an "arrogant" smile on his face.
"This is not British, that's not what I want to do. I will not let you and Artoria go."
Wu Ming's domineering and gentle words left Guinevere stunned for a mont, and after reacting imdiately, she smiled.
"Really, Sir Vero is really domineering." She rubbed Wu Ming's hand, but because of the hand guard, it didn't feel good.
"I will be waiting for you, Sir Vero~"
After Guinevere finished speaking, she leaned into Wu Ming's arms, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Wu Ming's neck, and kissed him gently.
Guinevere looked at Wu Ming with loving eyes, then closed her eyes gently.
Although Wu Ming was slightly surprised, he reacted imdiately, hugging Guinevere with his backhand, and also closed his eyes, enjoying this mont of serenity.
After tasting it for a while, the two sticking heads separated.
Because Wu Ming sucked more cleanly, there was no such thing as left, coughing...
"Hmph~ Really, Sir Vero, I didn't expect you to be so skilled~" Guinevere's face turned red, and she lay in Wu Ming's arms with love in her eyes.
Wu Ming was not a novice, but Guinevere was quite skilled, despite his inexperienced moves.
"I've been practicing, but what's wrong with you?" Wu Ming deliberately pretended to be a little angry.
Guinevere was really scared now.
"Sir Vero! I haven't trained with anyone else! I only look in the mirror sotis" Halfway through, Guinevere imdiately covered her mouth and blushed.
"Just kidding, it's the sa sentence, I always believed in you." Wu Ming touched Guinevere's head and apologized.
Even though it was just a joke, the silence of Guinevere's words was quite encouraging.
"Sir Vero, I hate that" Guinevere lowered her head.
But the joke had to end.
Looking up again, Guinevere's face still had a blush that didn't go away.
"Sir Vero, this is the kiss I gave you, and I will always be waiting for you~"
"Un, I understand."
...
Atlas Institute, in front of Tri-Hers.
Sherlock Hols explains the big push, but Gudako doesn't understand Tri-Hers at all, after all, Gudako's Magecraft theory is not enough.
So Sherlock Hols gives a rather simplistic explanation of Gudako.
Finally, Da Vinci sumd it up in one sentence.
"Simply put, it's a world-class encyclopedia of what to ask and what to answer."
"I see, it's like the Internet on a computer." Gudako clenched his fist with his left hand and struck his flat right hand, suddenly realizing it.
"Senpai's taphor is really appropriate" Mashu groaned awkwardly.
"Enough to understand." As he smoked his pipe, Hols smiled.
Just like detectives, there are many mysterious events that cannot be understood. However, that's all unimportant. As long as there are really reliable clues and logical reasoning, a famous detective can find the killer. It's like 1 1=2 as simple as that.
Although sotis it equals 3 ...
Cough cough, overall, it's okay to understand.
"While I was at the Atlas Institute, through this Tri-Hers, I searched for a lot of information about the burning of human history." Sherlock Hols had his back to Gudako and the others.
"So, Mr. Hols, have you solved the 'mystery'?!" Mashu is a fan of Sherlock Hols, quite passionate.
"Cough, that's not the point."
When Sherlock Hols said that, he turned his head slightly and looked at Mashu.
"I can't trust Roman."
"Is there sothing wrong with Dr. Roman!?" Gudako repeated Hols's words in surprise.
"But why??" Mashu also doubted Hols' words.
It is not surprising that Sherlock Hols knew Roman.
After all, this was the Atlas Institute, and even Sherlock Hols could gather information about Gudako, Mashu, and Da Vinci, but it was impossible for Roman, the head of an ordinary Chaldean dical institution, to gather information.
"According to my investigations, the Marisbury Animusphere was also involved in the Holy Grail War in 2004." Hols' voice was heard.
"Animuspheres?! This surnaIs it possible?!" Gudako was dumbfounded, she didn't know the Marisbury Animusphere, but she saw the person's surna.
Just like Olga Marie's last na.
"Right, senpai, the Marisbury Animusphere is the forr director of Chaldea and the father of director Olga Marie." Mashu confird.
"After slaughtering six other participants in the Holy Grail War, he won the final victory and received the Holy Grail," continued Hols.
"Wait, that ans, before the burning of human history, did the forr director obtain the Holy Grail!?" Mashu is shocked.
"Then what request did the forr director make?" Gudako asked curiously.
"Cough, that's not the problem." Hols shook his head again.
"The bottom line is that in that war, the Marisbury Animusphere also fought a Servant, and this Servant was summoned to Chaldea by charter in his second year, and at the age of 22 he beca the head of a dical institution in Chaldea." After speaking, Hols took a deep breath from his pipe.
"That person, could it be Chaldea opened his eyes wide and said slowly.
"Right, that person is Romani." At this ti, Da Vinci, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke up.
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