Chapter 517 Regret Medicine

The stream is clear and the water gurgles, echoing the melodious piano music.

The lush forest is leafy, and the sun shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow. Flowers of various colors are blooming on the grass, and colorful butterflies are flying in between, forming a colorful picture.

By the stream, a handsome young man is playing the piano, the black and white keys are hitting, the sound is soft and beautiful, and the beautiful emerald green girl is lying gently on the young man's legs, like an oversized cat, exposing her mutton-fat jade-like back, her long hair is wet, sloping down like a waterfall, glittering in the sun, as dazzling as emerald.

In the ancient courtship music, Shuoyue narrowed her eyes slightly, but when she felt her abdomen being rubbed by Ta Miao's face, her thoughtful look became a joke.

Although it is a half-day leisure, it is actually far from being so long, from noon to dusk or something, it is too exciting.

But who let Ta Miao take advantage of it?

Shuoyue is not someone who likes to be at the bottom. After recovering a little, she pressed Ta Miao under her body and started to fight back. Atalanta's flexibility, which she had developed during her hunter career, was so good that she fell into it accidentally. The girl's crying and begging for mercy was useless, but it made someone's attack speed faster.

If it weren't for pity for Atalanta, Shuoyue would not have stopped even if it was dark. You know, the strong endurance brought by the third method is not only reflected in recovery.

In this regard, the third method is really useful!

With ideas that were enough to make the magicians of all generations go berserk, Atalanta also woke up here. What came into view was Shuoyue, who was full of energy and had no signs of fatigue. It seemed that she recalled the madness of several hours. A touching blush flashed across her pretty face. Looking at the sky again, she was furious and jumped up in a hurry. As a result, she stumbled again as soon as she stood firm.

It hurts.

"Be careful." The music stopped, and Shuoyue grabbed Atalanta's slender waist and exerted a little force, and she sat on Shuoyue's legs again. Under the young man's half-smiley gaze, Ta Miao blushed and gently patted Shuoyue's chest.

"It's all your fault!"

"I can't help it. After all, she is the most beautiful huntress in Greece. Who wouldn't want to have a kiss with her?"

"Lady Artemis is..."

"She is a goddess. She is too divine and has lost her spirituality. She can't be described as beautiful." Shuoyue interrupted Atalanta's words. Noticing her sad look, he smiled and stroked her long hair. "The past encounters, training and growth have finally made you what you are now. Everything happened naturally. There is no need to worry. I believe that the Moon Goddess will be very happy that her believers have found true love."

This is the truth. At least in your worldview, the Moon Goddess, who is full of Orion's love brain, will not care that Ta Miao has violated the so-called oath, and will even be interested in Ta Miao's love story.

Atalanta was secretly delighted by Shuoyue's considerate words. She narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, her animal ears trembled, and she gave Shuoyue a loving kiss on the face.

"Well, it must be like this."

This is where she likes Shuoyue the most. This young man can always capture her true inner thoughts and give her the support she needs most.

But being a little bird and being affectionate has never been Atalanta's style. After a brief tenderness, she jumped out of Shuoyue's arms, stretched her waist in the sunset, and made a lazy moan.

"Miao meow... It's late, go back quickly, I don't want others to misunderstand."

"What's there to misunderstand? Men and women love each other, this is a very normal thing." Shuoyue stood up, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and suddenly said, "Do you know, Atalanta, we are destined to stand on opposite sides in the future."

Atalanta's goal is to protect the child. Since Shuoyue said it was opposite, it means destruction.

In addition to Shakespeare, this is the second time that Shuoyue confessed his dangerous purpose. What was unexpected by Shuoyue was that Atalanta didn't even turn his head, and even shook his tail lightly, looking in a good mood.

"I know."

? ? ?

As if she had noticed Shuoyue's surprise, Atalanta finally turned around and smiled at him: "I'm not a fool. Just think about the combination we encountered in Sighisoara."

At first, she and Jeanne saw Shuoyue's painful expression and thought that he was captured by Liudao Lingxia and King Arthur, but it turned out that they were in the same group. In this case, Shuoyue's running to the black side and Lingxia's defection to the red side were just illusions.

Atalanta knew Shuoyue's character very well. If he had a reason to cooperate with the enemy, he would definitely say it openly and would not leave room for misunderstandings - yes, just like now, even if he risked making her angry again, he had to let Atalanta know his wish.

Since there is no explanation until now, it can only be a group.

No one really believes that there is a secret or an accident, right?

"Don't worry about me, just do it, my love." Standing in front of Shuoyue with her hands behind her back, the sunset outlined a hazy and beautiful outline, and Miss Hunter smiled like a flower, "I believe in your soul, which must have a gentle and kind background. Such a person will not go the wrong way."

Shuoyue was silent, and Atalanta came forward as if he was not satisfied, resting his chin on Shuoyue's shoulder, biting his earlobe with his pearly teeth, and exhaling a sweet and seductive breath:

"What's more, wasn't it proved just now that you are my biggest enemy?"

Atalanta's eyes were filled with spring. Even though she was ashamed, she still said in a low voice: "I am the princess of Arcadia, a female hunter famous for her swift feet, a hero who killed the Calydonian boar. No matter how injured or tired I was, I never begged for mercy. You are the only one who made me unable to move a finger and could only cry and beg for mercy."

Shuoyue: "..."

Lust is emptiness, emptiness is lust... Assassins must have style, stay calm, stay calm, it's late, and you must not be a tyrant...

Feeling the sudden rise in the young man's body temperature, Atalanta giggled, like a breeze blowing by, when Shuoyue turned around, her figure had gone far away.

"I will wait for you in the final battle, Shuoyue, and don't forget me..."

Only at the very end did Atalanta slightly reveal the loneliness in her heart, and when Shuoyue wanted to speak, she was gone.

"Ding ding ding——" The communication spell sounded quickly. Shuoyue suppressed the restlessness in his heart, took a deep breath, and answered it.

"Shuoyue, is it Shuoyue?" Fiore's voice sounded, straight to the point, "Something happened. The Servant of Lion Jiejieli, Red Saber, disappeared in Sighisoara. Are you nearby now? If possible, can I ask for your help?"

Red Saber, Mordred?

Shuoyue narrowed his eyes, thinking.

This is not a trap. Under such a special relationship, Atalanta will only make preparations silently and will never tell anyone. Jeanne probably won't react so quickly, so Mordred is probably really missing.

As for the reason for the disappearance, Shuoyue already has a vague answer.

If Liudao Lingxia still stayed in Sighisoara after solving the problem of Little Jack...

So that's it, has Altria finally taken that step?

The assassin smiled at the corner of his mouth, but soon realized something, forcibly wiped the corner of his lips, and frowned.

The platinum-gold brilliance in the soul had dimmed this afternoon. It was probably because the little red dragon did not allow the main body to enjoy the live pornographic show and dragged him away by force.

But if the influence of the main body disappeared, why would he still behave so...weakly?

In a sense, Shuoyue, who was born as an Assassin, was like Sieg, the android who had self-generated consciousness. They were all "babies" who were born less than a month ago. Even if they had the memory of the main body, it was just a quick glance like a movie.

Who can say that the innate character will not be changed a little bit by the acquired experience?

"... No, I am Assassin, Shuoyue, not Shuoyue's assassin."

Talking to himself, the young man's eyes turned into rainbow blue and looked up at the sky.

The Holy Grail War was approaching the eve of the final battle. He could already foresee his possible future and the scene he least wanted to encounter, but even so, for the salvation of another world, he would not change his decision.

Some things, once taken, can never be turned back.

"After all, there is no regret medicine in the world..." Blue Assassin, Shuoyue, sighed softly, and also took a step, leaving the short-lived joy and rushing towards Sighisoara. But what he didn't know was that in the depths of his soul, the young man at the other end of time and space comforted the angry Draco while looking strange.

"No, if it is your world, there may really be regret medicine - and you have already unconsciously prepared it."