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: Well, don't you even believe in what you like?half glass!evil ways!Litong foreign countries!

Kaka in tears: Don't indiscriminately charge people with strange crimes.Novels and games, after all, aren’t they all human delusions?How can a dream come true.Besides, what are we nerds doing when we summon Servants, to participate in the Holy Grail War with little P in our arms?

Pigeon: But, with Servant around, many interesting things will definitely happen.

Sunny: The Holy Grail War is no fun.The pigeon king who can't even clear the fighting game will lose the first round.

Pigeon: Uhhhhhh, it's just a fantasy!Even Miss Sun bullied me——! !

[System: Pigeon leaves the chat room]

Sunny: Little Sun...why do I feel like she's swearing.Illusion...

Sunny: Forget it, just scold me.Judging by her appearance just now, she won't touch the new fighting game for the time being. The Master selection is almost done, as long as you don't touch related games recently, at least your personal safety can be guaranteed.

Kaka in tears: Walnut is really caring.There is one more rookie little girl and one less, which obviously has no effect on our plan.

Sunny: There is also the word "friend" in "netizen". I don't like to involve friends in troublesome things.

Kaka in tears: Ah, didn't you get me involved?

Sunny: You are evil fate.And A Miao, don't just casually expose my real name on the Internet, I'll clear the record.

…………

——From the beginning of the Holy Grail War——

——[1] day left——

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"Haven't seen hell, what kind of Fate protagonist! 』

Some bastard somewhere summed it up that way.

——Right now, the boy is staring at hell.

"..."

If you change the background, you may be able to see that he is a beautiful young man with a slender figure and delicate features. His slender pupils are vaguely hidden in the dark bangs, but his expression is a bit dull and indifferent.But here and now, the flames of purgatory reflected his face red like a ghost, and there was a bit of evil in his beauty.

"..."

Standing in front of the place of condemnation, the boy stared blankly at the howling dead in Purgatory.

The retina was stinging with bright red, and the heat wave hit his face, almost blocking his breathing.In the lava-like boiling cauldron in front of him, there were countless skinny human figures swimming.

(…About…………………… Come………)

(I………………… date………………)

Broken words that sound like screams and curses float in my mind.

There was a hole in his chest as if he didn't feel anything.

The optic nerve screamed.

Thinking blank.

He took a few steps slowly like sleepwalking, approaching the fiery cauldron of purgatory, looking down at a pale skeleton floating limply to the side of the cauldron.The skeleton also raised its pupilless, black, dry eye sockets, meeting the young man's inquiring gaze.

The boy who had unknowingly obtained the title of protagonist frowned his well-shaped eyebrows, and subconsciously asked softly——

"Well... how about the water temperature?"

Then--

Nanakusa Izumo, a boy, a high school student, wakes up from his nap.

…………

"——How twisted do you have to be to deal with nightmares so calmly?!!"

Here is reality.

Ordinary, boring, repetitive, yet miraculously reassuring.

There is no blood-red cauldron filled with sinners, no acrid billowing black smoke, and no skulls swimming toward the shore with two snow-white arm bones cutting through the lava.

The setting sun was just above the head, and the streets were full of people. Nanakusa Izumo was walking leisurely on the way home from school with a shoulder bag slung across her shoulders. Her ears were buzzing with the high-pitched screams of the girl beside her.

——Even if you become a hero who saves the world in your dream, you are still a bear trampled under the feet of the world when you return to reality. Even children know this.

The difference with Izumo is that, in the eyes of those wraiths suffering from purgatory in the dream, this idiot who asked them how the water temperature is is worse than a bear.

So the reality is relatively better.Izumo rubbed his aching eardrum and thought negatively.

(...If I had known, I would not have mentioned my strange dream to Kaori.)

"Hey, hello, Izumo—are you listening, Izumo?"

The girl walking beside her displeasedly spread her five fingers and shook them back and forth.

"Ah, yes, I'm listening. Just now I was talking about... Well, your seventh attempt to confess to your crush failed..."

Izumo nodded hastily, his tone was casual, and his eyes were still following the setting sun at the end of the tall buildings in the distance.

Such a strong and coquettish color tone somehow resembles the hell in the dream.

(...Although I don't believe in evil.)

"Seven... that's not the case! It's only the sixth time, the sixth time! Besides, I didn't intend to confess... No, that's not the topic just now!! Ah, really, Izumo, you made fun of me again , I will really be angry?!"

The girl who coquettishly raised her arms was named "Shiratori Kaori", and she had known Izumo for a long time.The face is as small as the most high-end Doll's Day doll, the heart is pure, the temperament is lively and a little savage, which is often seen in rich girls, and it is very attractive to men.If it weren't for her being infatuated with only one person, she would definitely become a school idol who is worshiped by male high school students eight hours a day.

Of course, "one person" does not refer to Nanakusa Izumo-he is only a shield and a spare tire at best.The reason why Kaori chose Izumo to play the flower knight is just because Izumo and her childhood sweetheart are peaceful people, and they won't push forward and have unnecessary thoughts.

Even though he understood the clumsy tricks of this girl in love, Izumo accepted it indifferently, and accompanied her every day lazily to go out in pairs. When the jealous boy asked "Are you and Shiratori lovers?" The meat curled his lips without smiling:

——I said yes, do you dare to grab it?I said no, do you dare to chase after it?If you dare not, then you ask me what to do.

——If you want me to say, it is more practical for you to seek a folk remedy to eliminate the acne scars on your face.

and so on and so forth.It is rumored that there are precedents of boys crying and running out of the classroom because of this...

It can be seen from this that Nanakusa Izumo is a bad man who is not welcome in both human and ghost.

So far, the only one who can bear his harsh words is Kaori, who is born with a heartless heart, so it is not annoying to use her as a shield.Just seeing her on the verge of rage every day but gritting her teeth and enduring it makes Izumo feel that life is full of joy.

(I always feel that there is something wrong with this outlook on life... Well, it is an illusion.)

Watching the girl's face that was mixed with embarrassment, red and white, Izumo tried his best to restrain the urge to laugh.In any case, it's too much to joke about girlish feelings, maybe this time she will really break up with her in a fit of anger.

"Ah, by the way, Izumo, I'm going to drop by to buy a new game, can you come with me? This time it's a fighting game, I can't handle it at all, and I was laughed at by my peers online...so I said Izumo , can you help me clear the customs and save it? I just need to review the plot!"

Fortunately, the girl's flywheel-like attention quickly turned to other areas.

But this new topic... can it really be said to be "lucky"?

…………

Two 10 minutes later.

"…………Aha."

In the face of Kaori's request from the game side, Izumo's long sigh of premature aging hides a sentence "as expected", which is translated into slang as: I'll go.

"I said, Kaori...you are similar, graduated from this dark world, right?"

"Oh, I don't want it."

Holding the live-action time-traveling version of the RPG game "Fate/Fighting/Night" that she had just bought tightly to her chest, the girl sucked her lips as if caring for her chastity and folded her arms tightly.

"Izumo is really good enough. Fate is a rare masterpiece in a hundred years. I will never graduate in my life."

"I always feel that the famous writers in the past hundred years have died with peace."

The boy squinted at the eye-catching red and black packaging of the game, and grunted coldly in his throat.

Izumo does not dislike grand works with the theme of justice and ideals, but is just too lazy to think about such grand and abstract issues.To be precise, he felt that it was meaningless to think about it.Especially the story of "Fate" where "everyone insists on their own justice, but in the end it leads to tragedy", it is impossible to get a clear answer from it, it just adds to the confusion.

Izumo, whose outlook on life has already been formed—although it is a negative and distorted gray outlook on life—would not be confused by a mere fantasy work, and Kaori, who has been ignorant until now, might not.Every time she reads Fate-related works, she will definitely cry a lot, don't think about food and drink for three days, reflect on the philosophy of life for several months, and then plunge into the next new work without hesitation, as if she has mustered all her energy Self-defeating fool moths.

Unable to let Kaori sit alone in front of the game console and cry, Izumo often voluntarily gets involved in her hobbies, and finally became her royal passer... This can only be said to be self-inflicted.

"Speaking of which, why is it necessary to read the 'plot' in fighting games? For you to guide this kind of thing, compared to famous writers, I seem to die first."

He glanced at the cover of the game again, somewhat wanting to make a formal protest.

"Hey, does Izumo hate fighting games? So, do you like otome games more?? I really can't see that Izumo has a hobby of pretending to be a girl... Ah, maybe the sexual orientation is also there!"

"...Shut up, I'll help you pass the level."

Izumo interrupted the girl to prevent her from screaming in the game store. Although he didn't care much about being misunderstood, it's not fun to be poked in the back and say "look at that fag".

Before he had time to heave a sigh of relief for Kaori's obedient silence, Izumo only heard a "puchi" chuckle behind him, and immediately turned around on his heels, almost colliding with "someone" who was walking towards him with the game box in his arms. full of heart.

"Huh……?!"

"Ah!? Oh... tsk tsk, it's really dangerous. Be careful, middle school student."

The first thing that came into view was the slightly raised and sharpened jaw of the other party, and at the same time, the frivolous tone of a mature woman floated over her head to enlighten her with a frivolous tone.

"It's a high school student, Auntie."

Izumo retorted reflexively, and then remembered to look up at the woman's face.

The first impression is that the face is younger than the voice.

The woman will not be more than 20 years old. She has light blonde waist-length curly hair like a model in a fashion magazine, blue pupils, high nose bridge, thin lips, and clear outlines, exuding an obvious Western flavor.The dress is not elegant, a half-worn pullover and casual trousers are a complete outfit.The woman looked at the boy who hadn't grown up with a bit of a joke, her eyes were full of the ridicule and love that the elders have for the younger generation.

"Ah, sorry, are you a high school student? Because you are so delicate, you thought it was because your secondary sexual characteristics were not fully developed. I'm so sorry."

(Wait, is this a foreigner Fan...has the Japanese game industry developed to this extent?)

...Izumo's focus still doesn't quite match common sense.

The young man was busy thinking about "Japanese games conquering the world" and couldn't pick up the topic for a while. From the corner of his eye, he saw the word Fate was also printed on the game box in the woman's hand, so he casually said:

"Fate, it's very popular among women these days."

"That's right. After being adapted into a live-action girl game, it immediately crushed other works in the industry. It is indeed a masterpiece of novels that made a sensation many years ago."

The blond woman didn't show much joy in discovering her mate, she just showed the box with a lack of interest and shook it.

"By the way, a high school student, your girlfriend seems to like this too? This kind of thing that sells heavy as a small play is fun, and obsessed with it hurts the body. It is better to advise her not to get too involved."

"Ha... ahh."

Izumo automatically ignored the keyword girlfriend again, and seriously considered the feasibility of taking Kaori's full set of Fate merchandise to charity sales.

"Ah, one more thing."

The woman just walked a few steps after passing them, when she suddenly turned back with a thoughtful frown again.

"You two, have you seen "Magic Girl Madoka Magica"?"

"…………what?"

(Hey, why do we have to be questioned by foreigners whether we have read the works of our country.)

"You guys have 'don't take me for a fool' expressions. So, do you know what Madoka taught us?"

Seeing the boys and girls looking at each other in silence, the blond woman winked her eyes mysteriously.

"—Don't make a contract with a stranger. Unless you have the consciousness to dedicate yourself to something, you will regret it."

After finishing speaking, the woman left the high school students who were staring at each other in a daze, and walked out of the store on her canvas shoes without looking back.

"..."

Izumo frowned, just about to speak——

"...Ah, what an incredible sister."

Kaori sighed full of admiration, and forcibly blocked back the phrase "Auntie who loves to pose" in Izumo's throat.

(The so-called generation gap refers to this kind of thing...)

The black-haired boy rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, silently closed his mouth and stopped answering.

Although he didn't take the foreign woman's warning seriously, he still unconsciously turned his head to look at the door where the woman disappeared.

--"contract"--

No matter what era, there are still people who use such ugly words.At least it is a word like "promise" or "dating" that is easy for young people to understand... although the meaning seems to be different.

The young man who was thinking so loosely did not notice the mutations in his body, and the fateful connection between those mutations and the previous strange dream.

For example, the sword-shaped pattern engraved on his forearm unknowingly——

…………

——From the beginning of the Holy Grail War——

——[0] day left——

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[System: Sunny enters the chat room]

Sunny (whispering to the tearful Kaka): I saw someone who might be a candidate.The Holy Grail War is about to begin, and there must be no more trouble at this juncture.It's not convenient for me and Archer to make a move. If you have time, Miao, send your Servant to keep an eye on it. It's best not to let them summon successfully.If that kind of kid joins the war, he probably won't know how he died.

……

"call……"

The blond woman strode across the road and pressed her fingers on the keyboard of her mobile phone. After seeing the words "Whisper message sent successfully" displayed on the screen, she let out a tired sigh with her shoulders down.

However, she only enjoyed less than a second of peace.

"—The Holy Grail War is approaching, and you go out alone without even bringing your Servant? Tch, I haven't made any progress in the past few years, and she is still the same woman who likes to mess around."

"...!"

Hearing the arrogant male voice floating in the air, the woman took a few steps and stood still on the sidewalk, raising one eyebrow calmly.

"Isn't this a start yet? I'm just here to scout potential Master candidates, and I don't plan to fight in broad daylight. Besides, no one can tell that I'm a participant without taking a Servant out. So please stay away from me, let me When other people found out that I was talking to the heroic spirit, it was completely exposed. Gilgamesh, I don’t ask you to help me, at least don’t let me lose at the starting line, please, sir.”

"...And then, what was the result? Did the little ghost and the little girl just now have the qualifications to be Masters?"

The man called "Gilgamesh" had no intention of introspection, skipped the second half of the woman's speech without authorization, and asked questions on his own.

"..."

The woman's face became serious, and she shook her head as if she wanted to get rid of some trouble.

"...It's hard to say, there is hope."

After thinking for a moment, she answered cautiously.

"The girl should be a fan of the ashes, and the chance of being selected by the Holy Grail is not small. The boy doesn't seem to care much about anything, he doesn't seem like someone who wants to make a wish... But there is an example of this bastard Kotomine Kirei, It cannot be taken lightly."

"Since both of them may become enemies, why don't you strike first before they summon their heroic spirits? If you are worried that you will be at a disadvantage with one enemy and two, you can also allow you to bathe in the glory of this king? ——Now it's time to turn back It's not too late, Rijian Banju."

The invisible man's tone became more and more arrogant, and he pressed forward step by step.

"No matter what, you are the one who led me to this dimension. You must know that the king will not begrudge rewards, and the servants only need to accept them gratefully."

"..."

This time, the face of the blond woman—Hamisaka Kurumi was slightly distorted.She twitched the corners of her mouth, and said to the air word by word in a calm tone.

"Talking to you will lower your character and self-cultivation, so don't talk to me for now, Lord Gilgamesh."

…………

[System: Kaka, who is tearing up, enters the chat room]

Kaka in tears (whispering to Sunny): No, I can't help others today.Kariya and I took Sakura to the amusement park today, a group of sick women and children, we would all be wiped out as soon as Lancelot left.

Kaka in tears (whisper toSunny): How about I help you find Nanako's lucky E?

12 Act II Return of the Saint

At 06:30 in the evening, Nanakusa Izumo carried an emerald green watermelon in a net bag with one hand, swayed back and forth, humming the battle BGM of "Fate/Extra" and walked towards Shiratori's house.

He originally planned to take the game back to his home and pass the level, and then give it to Kaori together with the save file, but this child was so stubborn that he wanted Izumo to go home with her and show her, after a while, he went out of the cloud Also had to submit obediently.

(I really took Kaori's whim.)

Feeling so emotional in his heart, this time Izumo also obediently obeyed Miss Kaori's orders.

He didn't want to listen to the girl nagging "Izumo, you heartless man" in his ear eight hours a day...

Real person travel through RPG - as the name suggests, it is a high-tech game that converts the player's consciousness into a signal input into the virtual world, and plays a role in it to explore.In order to make it easier for people other than the player to grasp the situation, the latest game consoles are also equipped with a display screen, through which others can observe the player's activities in the virtual world.If an abnormality occurs, it can also grasp and forcibly cut off the signal at the first time, bringing the player's spirit back to the real world.

However, this display was used by Kaori as a window to watch Izumo's adventures, which made him really dumbfounded.

Thinking of the girl's expectant face above his head, even fighting makes him feel uncomfortable. The so-called "thorns on his back" must be this feeling.

Childhood sweethearts are always like a little girl who hasn't grown up, which is a great disaster for the man.It would be great if all the girls looked up to Mao Lilan.

This day was also the same, as soon as Izumo proposed to buy a watermelon to relieve the heat before playing the game, Kaori immediately decided to follow up, but he pushed him back—this kid often shows kindness in front of the street vendors, saying "They do It’s not easy to start a small business” willingly accepting the frighteningly high prices, which makes Izumo, who is used to haggling to make the other party lose money, helpless.

As time passed, he swore he would never take Xiangori to go shopping again.

(Ah~ah, bargaining is obviously a stunt for girls.)

The boy let out a silent sigh with a bitter face, and then casually threw the watermelon up with the net bag——

at this time.

It was just the moment when the boy's eyelashes fluttered up and down.

Between lightning and flint.

There was a dry sound of splitting the air behind him.

He turned his neck reflexively.

He raised his eyelids and looked up.

Wrapped in the whirlwind, the sharp sword slashed fiercely from the top of the boy's head with a roar—! !

"...!!"

The young man gritted his teeth, and instinctively turned his body to one side to avoid the blow. At the same time, he quickly retracted the hand holding the net bag, and threw the watermelon at the oncoming person like a meteor hammer.

"……Well!"

This watermelon hammer didn't hit the face, but brushed against the opponent's face.Perhaps because he did not expect such a sinister counterattack, the attacker let out a soft cry mixed with surprise, quickly jumped two steps and dodged backwards.

However, this degree of surprise is completely different from the shock of being struck by lightning when Izumo looked up and saw the opponent's figure clearly.

"You... you're not—"

"..."

The attacker didn't answer, just bit his lower lip tightly, and turned his head away with a struggling expression on his face.

——It is impossible for anyone who has seen that heroic figure to be mistaken.

She has a petite girlish figure, and the classical dress that exudes a luxurious atmosphere outlines a thin and graceful curve.Brilliant blond hair that seems to be woven by the sun is elegantly coiled behind his head. His regular facial features and peacock green pupils are clear and cold like mountain spring water.

Even if she couldn't tell the girl's face in a hurry, the shiny silver armor and the majestic golden sword in her hand were enough to attract attention.

The holy sword that eclipses all the scenery in the world can be said to be the crystallization of the concept of "heroic spirit", which symbolizes the supreme glory of a hero that transcends eras and regions.

But at this time, the girl in uniform couldn't see any heroic pride on her face.If you want to describe that expression in one word, it should be——

--humiliation.

The girl's slender fingers gripping the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and her lips turned blue and white from biting tightly.Obviously just mercilessly slashed at Izumo with a killing move, but the face of the perpetrator girl was filled with unspeakable pain, and the flames of despair and grief burned quietly in the depths of her green eyes, distorting Her dignified beauty.

"you……"

Nanakusa Izumo, who lost his balance and fell to the ground, only had time to utter the word in a startled tone.

"……Feel sorry."

——In response, a weak voice full of powerlessness sounded, hitting the boy's eardrums.

There was no pretense of apology in that voice.

Then, slowly and sadly, the maiden knight raised her golden sword above her head.

Her movements were not at all smooth and graceful, they were as slow and stiff as a marionette being forced to dance, every inch of bone and every nerve faintly emanated a high-pitched mournful cry.

"Ugh..."

The only resistance the girl could make was to lower her head the moment she raised the sword to the highest point, not to look at the bewildered lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Immediately afterwards, the sword edge broke through the air.

"Tut—!"

Even though the bright brilliance of the holy sword burned his eyes, Izumo still didn't look away.He stared straight at the sword light from far to near, and suddenly sank his body just before the blade split his head, and rolled a few times on the spot, barely avoiding the girl's initial sword strike.The boy didn't hesitate at all, as soon as he rolled out of the attack range of the long sword, a carp jumped up, threw the watermelon hammer to relieve the burden, turned around and ran towards the main road without looking back.

Thanks to his usually calm and indifferent personality, Izumo immediately recognized "what" he was encountering.

Although he still doesn't know "why".

——The girl who attacked Izumo without any explanation, no matter in terms of appearance, clothing or weapons, is the super popular heroine in the root of the Fate series "Fate/stay/night", the heroic spirit of the king of Britain. Artoria Pendragon, who was praised as the "Knight King" by later generations.

That kind of solemn and serious aura is by no means a cosplay product, and the bang when the blade collides with the ground also shows the weight of this golden sword.

A girl who can wield that heavy sword freely cannot be a human being.

However, it is an incomprehensible abnormal state of affairs that King Arthur, who has noble morals, would attack unarmed—well, he has a watermelon—human beings.

not to mention……

Why would he be chased and hacked by Two-dimensional characters in the street when he buys a watermelon? ! !

(Ah, maybe this time I will really be killed——)

The footsteps of the three-dimensional high school students are naturally incomparable with the very familiar "heroic spirit". Before Izumo ran half a street, he was caught up again by the sword-wielding girl. At the critical moment, he threw himself into the trash can before escaping with the sword again .Just when the gloomy thought of "It's better to lie flat on the ground and ask the other party to make him die faster" flashed through his mind, a crisp and bright sound of swords and halberds intersecting above his head grabbed the boy's attention.

clang--! !

Accompanied by this clear and crisp sound, the golden holy sword stopped in midair, unable to get any closer.

"...It's so dangerous, so dangerous. It seems that we have caught up."

Satisfied murmurs came into Izumo's ears.

——In front of the young man who was waiting to die, a tall and tall shadow flashed out at some point, holding a gorgeous long spear that looked like a raging fire in both hands, easily stopping the swordsman's involuntary attack.

"You...you are?!"

This time, it was the King of Knights' turn to say those words in astonishment.

In addition to being surprised, the girl's eyes also filled with some inexplicable nostalgia and comfort.

"It's been a long time, Saber. Such a scene is really nostalgic. To be honest, I didn't expect to meet you again in this form... Fate is really a satire."

The hearty and unrestrained man's voice, and the bright and joking tone, are like a gust of wind sweeping away the bloody smell raging on the battlefield.

If you look carefully, it is a very delicate and handsome man, with black curly hair as black as sandalwood, and a charming tear mole under the corner of his eye. If he is in a romantic story about a hero saving the beauty, he must be the best candidate for the hero.And his well-proportioned and strong figure with golden proportions and powerful arms wielding a spear show that this man's role is definitely not a prince who can do nothing but kiss the princess, but a heroic knight who can slay dragons alone.

The young and handsome spearman raised his face, hooked the corners of his lips without any hostility, and showed a bright smile that could dilute the murderous aura of Shura Field by dozens of percentage points.

"How about Saber, stay safe... It doesn't seem to be the case. Is it your turn to be manipulated by the Command Spell this time? There seem to be quite a few controllers who take pleasure in trampling on the pride of heroic spirits."

"It's beyond my expectation to hear such rebellious words from your mouth. In this time and space, has there been any change in mood, Lancer?"

Hearing the young man's helpless and brisk self-mockery, the sword-wielding girl—for convenience, let's call her "Saber"—for the first time shed the humiliation and pain on her face, and expressed some sympathy to the spearman. Refreshing smile.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about Lord Kenneth, but your previous master. Although the result is regrettable, I have absolutely no resentment towards Lord Kenneth—"

The young man named Lancer justified himself strictly.

"...I didn't say anything about your Master, Lancer."

The girl silently turned her face away.

"........."

As the victim, Nanakusa Izumo has been completely thrown out of the situation at this time.

Saber.

Lancer.

command spell.

Master.

Lord Kenneth of a certain spearman.

In a nutshell: This amount of information is too fucking big...

It took all the strength in Izumo's body to resist the urge to interrupt and say, "Please don't hook up in public." He felt that he needed to sit down and sort out the information.

——For example, why I was hunted down by the Two-dimensional King Arthur in the street for no reason, why did Diarmuid Audina, the number one warrior of the Fiona Knights, come forward to rescue him, and even cared for himself King Arthur chatted and joked with each other about past and present lives, and they were very happy.

"Cheer up, boy over there!"

The spearman suddenly uttered a loud and clear shout, and knocked Izumo, whose attention was flying out of the sky, back to reality.

"While I'm blocking Saber, escape quickly. For your safety, please forget what happened today."

"Ha... yes, I see..."

Izumo was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously responded politely.

(It's good to be able to forget... Also, were you blocking Saber? I thought you were flirting.)

However, here is the actual idea.

Muttering viciously to himself, Izumo patted the dust on his trouser legs and straightened up, looking around to find an effective escape path—whether they plan to showdown or continue their relationship, this occasion is left to the heroic spirits (Although he doesn't know why heroic spirits appear in reality) Solving it by yourself is the right way.

Although Kaori will be rambunctious for a long time afterwards, in order not to involve her in this kind of supernatural situation, it is better to run in the opposite direction of Shiratori's house.

Once the purpose is determined, all that remains is to smear the soles of your feet and run away.

Izumo took a starting stance, and finally turned his head to glance at Saber and Lancer who were facing each other... no, it was more like a confrontation than a confrontation.

Immediately afterwards, the boy frowned seriously as if he had sensed some important information.

"—Ah, please wait a moment before starting the fight, I'll pick something up."

Seeing that the two knights were confused and didn't want to stop, Izumo immediately ran over, hugging the watermelon that was lucky enough not to be broken to his chest, waved at them, and then walked away.

No matter what happens, the money spent can never be spent in vain.The boy thought.

Saber: "..."

Lancer: "..."

Watching the back of the young man fleeing away, King Arthur, the leader of England, and the warriors of Ireland looked at each other, speechless for a while.

Finally, Lancer said solemnly:

"How should I put it, Saber...that young Master, he looks like a king."

"A formidable opponent."

Saber nodded.

13 Act III When the Berserker Awakens

Sunny: Hahaha

Kaka in tears: Hahahahaha

Pigeon: Hmph, you're bullying me again because I don't know how to play fighting games... My friend will be back soon!He will definitely be able to clear the level for you to see in half an hour! !

Kaka in tears: :-( You really went to buy a fighting game, now Sun Yang’s painstaking efforts are going to be wasted again. They tried their best to prevent you from accessing that game.

Pigeon:? ? ?

Sunny: ... [Hang forehead]

Kaka in tears: [smirk] Sun, don't cry. [bad laugh][bad laugh]

Sunny: You must be laughing.

Kaka in tears: Sorry, I clicked the wrong emoji.What I want to send is this~[candle][candle][candle][candle]

[System: Queen enters the chat room]

Pigeon: Good afternoon, Your Majesty the Queen~

Queen: Good afternoon dears =3=What are you talking about?

Kaka in tears: I was talking about an unforgettable huge setback in Sun's life. >_

Queen (whispering to the tearful Kaka): Muddy.

Kaka in tears (whisper toQueen): Don't make a fuss about walnuts, tell us about it.

Kaka in tears (whispering toQueen): ...Why is it Nanako, why are you spraying me.wrong person?

Queen (whispering): What I spray is mud!If Ni hadn't forwarded the news of Hu Tao's stalking to Wo, Wo wouldn't have to send Brother Gun to run away, and Brother Gun would never have met Saber... What should Wo do now!Nest's gun team's must-win plan went bankrupt in the first battle!

[Note: One of the plans for the gun team to win is to instill in Lancer the concept of "Holy Grail War is despicable", be careful not to awaken the chivalry spirit in his heart, especially to avoid Lancer meeting Saber who is also a noble knight. 】

Kaka in tears (whisper):