The Holy Grail Battles Chapter 142

It was a sunny afternoon, but it started to drizzle at night. The rain covered the dim lights of Miyama Town, making it seem even darker and hazy.

Unlike the more prosperous Shinto, Miyama Town still retains its appearance similar to that of ten years ago, and the difference between old and new is still obvious.

It was late at night and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians holding umbrellas on the road, but a somewhat thin figure was still staggering along.

The black robe covered most of her face, but one could still tell she was a woman from her blue-purple lipstick and smooth, soft facial lines.

A man saw a strange woman walking on the path late at night and approached her with a sly smile, but when he got a little closer, he smelled the strong smell of blood in the air and noticed the bloodstains on her body that even the rain could not wash away.