The Endless Shuttle

Chapter 625:

"Sakura..." Rin opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be stuck.

She never thought that under her sister's indifferent expression there was such a raging malice.

And the culprit turned out to be himself! ?

"...I'm sorry." Rin Tosaka apologized sadly.

She can only say such things now.

"It's all my fault, Sakura, sister apologizes to you if..."

"These are not important. Sister." Sakura interrupted Lin.

"My happiness will reside on the Holy Grail. If your sister feels guilty, just do as I say and give up this Holy Grail war."

"No! Only this, I can't do it."

Tosaka Rin clenched his palms tightly and pierced his nails into the flesh.

The guilt of having to be an enemy of her own sister made her very miserable.

"Sakura, have you forgotten? The Holy Grail is the wish of the Tosaka family for generations, and it is also the last wish of the father. As the current owner of the Tosaka family, I must fulfill it! Please Sakura, let me apologize anyway. Only this..."

"Is it."

Sakura's eyes became colder and colder.

"I'm sorry, sister. Then I can only clear the obstacles and take the Holy Grail little by little."

As soon as Sakura’s words fell, from her shadow, the "darkness" danced like a snake, and instantly rose up and turned into an entity, splitting out countless spikes and rushing towards the twin ponytail girl, fast enough to make Rin couldn't react at all.

If this blow is stabbed, Tosaka Rin will undoubtedly die!

-Ding!

The sound of sharp metal collision.

The expected pain did not strike, Rin Tosaka opened his eyes tremblingly.

In front of her, the servant in white was holding a large bow, resisting all Sakura's attacks. Agni's blue inflammation burned instantly, burning the magic polymer to ashes.

"Sorry, my Master can't die here yet."

Arjun turned his head and said to Tosaka Rin.

"Master, leave it to me here. As the gun-wielding hero said, if we get serious, the battle will spread far away. For your safety, please leave here."

"—"

Rin glanced at the stranger sister, turned and left silently.

-It is estimated that it will take a long time for the girl to accept such a painful status quo.

"Well…!"

After the first blow, Sakura's body shook a little.

The sequelae of the secret technique appeared, and her brain was suffering severe pain.

"Master?"

"I'm okay... Mr. Lancer, please be sure to kill your opponent." Sakura pulled up his hood and hid her face in the darkness.

"All I want to hear is good news."

"Yes."

Garna watched Sakura leave, turned around, and Ah Zhou stared at him without squinting.

"Even if the two of them are separated temporarily, the result will not change."

The archer in white saw through Garner's intentions.

"Arjuna, you once said that a dead person can't do anything, but I disagree. Here, if one of you and me retire from the battle, then the relative, the Master without the hero will also lose To fight for the right to the Holy Grail—at least, don’t use death to decorate the relationship between blood relatives."

After hearing Sakura's words, Garna thought of the complicated feelings for Arjuna that had disturbed his heart.

…Is that feeling jealous?

The charity hero who had never been jealous doubted.

"You always like to do things like this, Garna..." Arjuna laughed.

He thought of his son's excitement.

On the battlefield of the Julu Wilderness, it was Garna who ignored the will of the lord and finally freed the excitement that had been tortured by the enemy, and embraced the excitement that bestowed him "a glory that no warrior can match."

Arjuna pointed the bow at Garna and said loudly.

"Come on, liberate your treasure. The Brahma magic weapon, or the spear of light that my father gave, and the gods can't stop it. But be careful, Garna, at the moment you abandon your armor , My beast master’s magic weapon will take your head directly, just like that wicked triumphant car!"

"-as you wish."

Garner raised his spear.

It was a sharp spear that was bestowed by Rama holding an axe, and the treasure "Brahmastra" was transformed into a sharp gun due to his rank.

The orange-red flame burned on the spear, and it was in stark opposition to Arjuna's blue flame.

"Brahma, curse..."

Halfway through the liberation of his real name, Garna paused, frowning.

The flame on the sharp spear also instantly extinguished.

"?"

Arjuna, who was holding a bow right, was a little inexplicable.

However, just as he was about to speak, another change attracted the eyes of the two heroes.

An unknown growl.

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