The Infinite Journey of the Sage

Chapter 168 The Long Night

"Teacher, can I come in?" Matou Sakura's voice was soft and crisp, accompanied by a knock on the door.

"Sakura, come in." Keilal said loudly, but she felt a little strange in her heart. Sakura is a very good girl and basically won't cause trouble to others.

It is precisely because of this that it is very rare for her to come to Keilal after class except when she has questions.

"What's wrong?" Kailar looked at her strangely and asked.

Sakura walked in and closed the door. When she stood hesitating at the door, even Keilal's eyes lit up and she admired in her heart, what a beautiful and outstanding girl.

Wearing a lavender velvet sweatshirt on her upper body and a white pleated skirt on her lower body, she also wore pure white stockings to keep warm. She looked like a purple lily, standing tall and in bud.

"Is there something wrong with the teacher's body?" She looked at Keilal and said hesitantly.

Keilar pondered for a moment, but did not answer her directly: "Where did you see this?"

Although Takamachi Nanoha wanted to kill Keilal, Keilal was obviously not the kind of person who would give up eating because of choking. She showed no partiality or selfishness to Rin Tosaka and Sakura Matou, and taught them her skills in accordance with their aptitude. It is precisely because of this that even if the two of them cannot form a fighting force in the Master's battle in the current Holy Grail War, they are at least a canonical magician among other magicians.

But Matou Sakura was actually able to tell that there was something wrong with Keilal's body. This was an ability that only magicians above the color level magician had.

Even if he holds the title, it is impossible to see Keilal's problem at a glance.

"The teacher is a great mage of the light system, and his power will increase greatly during the day. Therefore, the teacher's previous battlefields were chosen at noon when the sun was shining, but this time... the teacher seemed not to have considered himself at all... ...So, I made a bold guess, teacher, there is something wrong with your body, right?"

Keilar was stunned. He didn't expect that just one small detail made Matou Sakura guess so many things. He shook his head, looked at Sakura with a smile on his face, and then nodded: "That's right, Si Kahal's attack carries strong curse damage, and I was at the bottom because of my magic power consumption, so her curse caused me a lot of damage. Now the curse has penetrated deep into my roots and I can't get rid of it for the time being."

Keilal shook his head, poured himself a cup of black tea, and slowly drank it into his mouth.

"Teacher, do you need to heal your demons?" Matou Sakura's words made Kelar spit out the black tea in her mouth with a pop.

"Ahem..." Keilal coughed twice, but Matou Sakura came to Keilal's side at some point and gently patted Keilal's thick shoulder.

Keilal was stroked by her twice and finally recovered. He turned to look at Matou Sakura who was so close to him that he could almost smell her breath.

"Sakura, why do you think so?" Keilar wiped the residue on his mouth with a tissue and asked.

"Because teacher, you used to be a heroic spirit." Matou Sakura blinked her big eyes and looked at Keilal: "My sister's heroic spirit."

She has always been worried about this matter. Keilar knew that she had always cared about this matter, but he did not expect that she would mention it at this time.

"Teacher and sister, you must have made love with me before, right?" Matou Sakura's faint voice made a drop of cold sweat hang on Keilal's forehead: "No, no, I have never made love with Rin."

Matou Sakura pouted and was about to say something when the door was suddenly knocked violently.

"Father, father!" Mordred shouted loudly at the door.

I don’t know why, but Matou Sakura started to panic even though the two of them had nothing.

Keilal pressed Matou Sakura's shoulders, made her squat to his side, and then said loudly: "Xiao Mo, come in."

Mordred opened the door and walked in. She was so heroic and had her hair tied in a ponytail. She was stunned when she looked at Sakura Matou who was squatting next to Keilal's chair. However, she didn't care so much and came to Keilal. in front of.

"Father, you assigned tasks to everyone today, why not me! Don't you trust me anymore?"

Mordred asked loudly.

Her character is like this, and ordinary people would never be able to stand her being like this.

The higher the superior, the more so. The superior thinks highly of themselves, and the more they can't stand the attitude of the people below. And Mordred is also the "son" of Kelal. This attitude can almost be said to be the highest in ancient times. "Rebellious".

But Keilar knows that many people's personalities are like this, and they can never change in their lifetime. Either you stay away from them, or you tolerate them, there is no other way.

Kelal touched Mordred's head, and Mordred was slowly comforted like a cat with fried hair: "Xiao Mo, although your precious phantom is very powerful to me, Lily and the others. Great power, but..."

The title "The Magnificent Betrayal Against My Father" is Mordred's powerful Noble Phantasm, which can even rival A++ or even EX level Noble Phantasms when facing Kelal and Artoria.

But in ordinary times, this is just an A+ level Noble Phantasm. This kind of Noble Phantasm faces

It was indeed useful when Alcatel was there, but Keilal's judgment was that King Arthur of Guns and Artoria (blue) were enough to kill Alcatel, no matter how many people...

It's a waste of resources.

Then Mordred also has the role of sitting in the mansion, leaving only Attila. Once Attila rebels - although this possibility is very small, but under the premise that Kelal has lost his combat effectiveness, Kelal cannot Not defensive.

And Mordred is one of this insurance.

"I need you in the house, little Mo." Kelal stroked Mordred as if he were a puppy or kitten.

Mordred raised his head slightly and narrowed his eyes, like a small animal being caressed by its owner. It was completely opposite to the previous image of fried hair, which made Sakura very interested.

"Go, Mord, Sakura and I have other things to do." Kelar pinched Mordred's soft little face, and Mordred walked out of the room with a slightly red face, with a strange look in his last look. Matou Sakura was sitting on the carpet kneeling. As expected, Japanese people like strange postures.

"Then, you." Looking at the door slamming shut, Keilal turned to look at her. He stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead with his finger: "Young girl, don't think about so many things. Come on, Go back to sleep."

Kelal turned his head and looked out of the dark night window.

"Tonight's night will probably be very, very long."