Connor's Hogwarts

"Huh? Eh? Why...why do you suddenly ask about this?" Connor's face was as red as a bubble teapot.

Could it be that my gentleness finally touched the paper man’s wife? ? Is the spring of labor and capital finally coming? Love comes so fast and I'm not ready yet.

"I'm just asking for someone else."

Being thrown cold water on his face, Connor knew that Artoria would not lie, so this was the truth. As a result, his happiness was in vain, and Connor suddenly felt unmotivated.

Pressing the monster card on the chess map, Connor smacked his lips and said in a lonely tone: "So Saber, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Of course it's the truth!" Artoria's expression was serious, and Blanche, who was painting next to her, also stopped painting and pricked up her ears.

"The truth is, I like you, Saber." Connor said with a smile.

"Master!" Artoria was not satisfied with this answer.

Miss 2B brought the brewed coffee, and after Connor nodded and took it, Youyou said, "I'm telling the truth, I'm not lying."

"I'm asking what type of girl you like, not who you like. Please give me an accurate answer." Artoria put down her cards with a serious expression. Those who didn't know thought it was a female police officer interrogating the suspect. .

"Well~ let me think about it, I like tsundere lolita with blond hair and twin tails."

"Wait a minute, let me write it down." Arturia picked up a piece of magic painting cake and a fork, and then something magical happened. The cake turned into a small notebook in her hands, and the fork turned into a quill. She picked up the pen and started writing.

"Transformation???" Connor was stunned. What kind of operation is this? "Saber? What are you doing?"

"Oh, I discovered that I can turn cakes, clothes, and the same magic paintings into whatever I want. It's just like changing my own shape or conjuring a sword. It's easy to do." Alto Liya said without looking up.

Connor's brows jumped wildly. Is this a simple thing? Why do I feel that you are better at using transformation than me? "Then can you transform objects that are not magic paintings?"

"this is not OK."

Connor thought thoughtfully. He did not "input" the knowledge of transfiguration into Artoria's soul. Now her ability is more like an instinct, but it can only be used to change the composition of magic of the same nature. thing.

So if I had given Artoria the knowledge of transformation, would she be able to use real transformation?

"By the way, Saber, I forgot to ask you, after the [Holy Grail War] series of cards were released, has your magic power changed in any way?"

"Oh, speaking of this, I really don't feel hungry recently." Artoria tilted her head: "It's like I have endless energy every day. But it doesn't make any difference. Anyway, my magic power is It can’t be used up.”

After saying that, Artoria ate another snack.

"." Connor thought thoughtfully. It seems that Artoria does retain some of her abilities as an angel. Just wearing the head armor and not showing her face [King Arthur] is enough to provide her with the magic power for daily use. Once it is announced in the future Her "true appearance" may not be that of becoming the real King Arthur with the "Heart of the Dragon's Furnace"!

I don’t have a CD for my skills and I can still throw them away as I want! Isn’t this invincible?

"Master? So are you finished? Don't you have a more detailed description?" Arturia raised her head and looked at Connor, holding the pen, and asked seriously.

"Yes, of course, I also like the sexy and astringent Kuronaga Naomi!"

Arturia wrote it down quickly.

"I also like the three-no girl with white hair and red eyes."

Artoria's Swish Swish Diary

"I also like gentle and virtuous newlyweds"

"Wait a minute." Arturia stopped writing and raised her head with a frown: "With all due respect, Master, you are talking about a completely different type of woman."

Connor nodded repeatedly: "Yes, what's the problem?"

"So, if you, Master, want to choose a spouse in the future, will you choose one of these types of women?"

"Of course...! It's impossible." Connor rubbed his head naively: "I can just draw them all. Only the incompetent can make the choice. I want them all."

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Arturia opened her mouth but hesitated. Blanche dropped her paintbrush to the ground and picked it up again. The air was a little quiet for a while.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"Master, do you plan to draw these in the future? Just like me!?" Artoria's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Of course! Um, but if you don't agree, Saber, I won't draw it." Connor replied instantly.

Arturia frowned and said angrily: "I'm asking Master about your requirements for a real-life spouse, not your imagination about women."

Connor spread his hands: "I don't like human girls, Saber, I thought you knew that."

"Why?" Artoria couldn't understand Connor's brain circuit at all.

"Humans. It's so troublesome, how can it be better than the paper people I imagined." Connor spread his hands: "Since I can create my own girlfriend, why should I waste that time on falling in love? I have that time. I can draw a few more girlfriends.”

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Arturia fell silent, Blanche dropped her paintbrush again, and the air was filled with a strange atmosphere.

Artoria closed the book and stood up: "I don't want to play anymore. I suddenly lost interest."

"Eh?? Saber?"

"Master, please lend me your owl. I want to write a letter."

"What? Write a letter?? Who are you writing to? Why are you writing??" Connor was anxious.

"Write a letter to my friend." Arturia disappeared into the room.

Connor stretched out his hand, but it was too late to say anything. Why do I feel like my head is green for no reason? "Wait! Saber, are you writing to a man or a woman?"

There was no reply. Artoria had already walked away. Connor sighed in frustration: "Ah, as expected, women are trouble."

"Blanche won't be a problem, Connor." The little cousin's voice came from behind the drawing board.

Connor smiled and said: "Of course, Blanche is so cute, why would it be troublesome."

"." Blanche was silent for a while and then said leisurely: "Blanqi doesn't like Saber."

"Huh? Why? Saber is actually very talkative."

"She's serious and sanctimonious. She doesn't seem to have any dark side at all. She doesn't look like a real person at all." Blanche said in a calm tone: "Blanche doesn't like it."

Somehow, even though there was no ups and downs in her tone, Connor could hear a sense of grievance behind it. Is this because she just lied, so she is worried that I will be angry with her? Ha, what a cute child.

Connor smiled and walked towards Blanche: "Haha, Saber is a painting with a real soul. It can only be said that because she was born only a short time ago, her soul is still spotless. She will become more and more like her in the future. A real human being.”

"What did Blanche draw today? Let me see."

"Bang!" Blanche suddenly covered her drawing book, raised her head and looked at Connor: "You can't look at it."

"Don't bother Connor anymore."

After saying that, Blanche stood up and left the room with the painting book in her arms, leaving Connor with outstretched hands to hold the speechless Connor petrified in place.

Suddenly he was the only one left in the room.

"Woman. It's so troublesome."