第一百七十章踏入陷阱的虫子(3/6)

                                                                                                                           他是一流的魔术师，本来是绝对不会因为感情而丧失冷静的，在真枪实弹比试的局面中更是如此。
                                                                                                                                                                实际上，如果这是一流的魔术师同行之间的秘术决斗的话。肯尼斯应该会和怒气什么的无缘，应该会感叹、敬佩对手的手腕，冷静地推断其真正价值，专心施展作为对敌人秘术相应回礼的魔术。那样高贵而充满夸耀的绅士游戏，才是肯尼斯所知道的“战斗”。
                                                                                                                                                                他赌上使用圣杯的权利，和远坂时臣、艾因兹贝伦、间桐脏砚，还有尚未谋面的三名优秀对手们竞争。来到了这个极东的偏僻之地，获取属于他的最高荣耀。
                                                                                                                                                                可是，右肩伤口的疼痛阵阵袭来。仿佛在嘲笑肯尼斯、侮辱他一样持续疼痛着。
                                                                                                                                                                这不是因为战斗所负的伤，绝对——那种东西不配被称为“战斗”。
                                                                                                                                                                就好像踩在了腐烂的地板上、就好像打翻了煮锅一样、就好像仅有的一件好衣服沾上了泥巴似的。不小心触碰到恶心的污渍，所产生的不快的那种感觉。
                                                                                                                                                                对手是不配被称作敌人的蝼蚁之辈，是连进入视野都觉得污秽、不愉快的垃圾。
                                                                                                                                                                这种事情只是琐事，类似被野狗咬了这种程度的事情。
                                                                                                                                                                只是运气不好，当作倒霉一笑而过就好了。
                                                                                                                    

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