Chaldea, your chieftain is back!

"Are you familiar? Saber?"

Alice Viel said curiously behind Arturia.

"Admit the wrong person!"

Arturia frowned.

"How is this possible, this face, have you forgotten?"

"It's me, it's me! Jill Dray! Your comrade!"

"This time I came here as a caster to meet you again."

"I have been pursuing to resurrect you all my life, and I finally met you at the end of time."

"Have you actually forgotten about me?"

The big-eyed and cute marshal knelt on the ground in pain.

"Ahhh!!! What a hateful god, you don't even want to let go of you who are dead? I, Jill Drey, will never forgive this kind of torture and humiliation!!!"

"Saber, look at this person like a dog!"

Irisviel suddenly said with a dark belly.

"If you're talking about licking dogs, it should be."

"However, he was wrong."

"He's talking about Joan of Arc, the black whistle of France, and I'm the King of Knights!"

Artoria said loudly

"You've got the wrong person, I'm not Joan of Arc."

But suffering people cannot hear an apology.

"Damn, hate, hate!!!"

"Damn God, even though I have already burned my saint's body, are you still unwilling to give up torturing her?"

The marshal beat the ground with painful hands, tears streaming down his face.

Artoria is getting annoyed!Decided to cut the opponent directly.

But Irisviel was suddenly moved.

"This person must be deeply in love with that Joan of Arc!"

"Saber, you can't show some differences between you and Joan! Help him get out of the pain of love!"

"Look how pitiful he is, he can't even listen to his words!"

Irisviel couldn't help but say with bright eyes.

……spread!Let this soul be thrilled with false light!

What will it look like!

People are super curious!

The King of Knights looked at Irisviel, who had a black aura on his face, and suddenly spun vigilantly.

...This feeling, why does Alice Viel exude an irresistible aura!

"Since you said that, cough cough!"

Saber had no choice but to clear her throat, and then tried her best to imitate Maaya Sakamoto's soft voice.

"Hold your head up, Jill!"

The sound seemed to be a soft light shining into the mad soul.

It seemed that Gildrey saw the girl in the plain clothes stopping her steed again in the wheat field.

"I am Joan of Arc, and I want to save France that was ignited by the flames of war."

"Can you help me?"

"Ah! My saint, Jill Dray will always be your reliable comrade-in-arms!"

Jill Dray, who broke free from madness, knelt on the ground again.

But Artoria's face turned even darker.

"You guys are really blind! Although I am very embarrassed to say it."

"Although Joan only lived to be a teenager, her breasts are not as small as mine!"

Saber gritted her teeth and patted her breastplate.

During the few days when Arturia was in Chaldea, she saw the ripe and plump fruit of the pair of saint and witch sisters in the women's bathhouse, which basically crushed most of the female servants in Chaldea. .

It can be said that one point more is cumbersome, and one point less is not overflowing enough. It is definitely a real strong.

Although the Lion King Lungominiad also has a pair of big ones, they are not on him.

The moment I picked up the holy sword, some things were actually over.

At this time, I am a little envious of Xiao Mo, this bastard is so happy every day, why doesn't he care about these things!

Suddenly Artoria's dumbfounded hair stood up.

...Could it be that Xiao Mo has already crushed all the female servants of Chaldea in some aspects?

The real strong never hide themselves, but have already taken away the only laurel crown.

I always feel that I really want to touch the truth.

"Indeed, your scale is far from Joan's!"

Gildrey looked carefully with his big eyes, and then nodded seriously.

...It is indeed a lot less!

The black lines on Artoria's face.

"However, this may also be God's punishment for you, Jeanne, will God even take your breasts?"

"Damn God!!!"

Gildrey yelled angrily again.

And Altria on the side has completely exploded!

"You bastard, are you looking for death!"

"My old lady says she is flat, she is modest, you say, she is courting death!!!"

"Wind! Roar!"

The holy sword in Saber's hand suddenly burst into a gust of wind, and Artoria was close to Gil Drey in an instant, and then slashed down with a fierce sword.

Boom~~~~

The mountain wall close to the cliff was completely cut off in an instant, and rocks weighing dozens of tons rolled down the hillside.

The section is smooth like tofu cut with a knife.

But he couldn't succeed, and Jill Dray turned into a spirit and ran away.

After all, the real body is the French Marshal Gilles de Ray during the Hundred Years War between England and France. He was a victorious military commander before his death.

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"Second Joan of Arc, I was a bit rude this time, but I will meet you again sooner or later, and I must free your soul from the hands of the gods."

Jill Dray's voice came from afar.

Arturia retracted her sword angrily, and roared angrily.

"Damn bastard, don't let me see you next time!!! Or I'll kill you bastard!!!"

Roaring back and forth in the mountains.

"It's okay, Saber, outstanding women are not judged by their size."

Irisviel hurriedly comforted her.

Then, the two got into the car and continued towards the castle of Einzbern.

On the tree by the cliff, two clones of Baimao are chatting.

"Really, you are already a follower, do you still care about your figure?"

The strong male clone said.

"Don't talk nonsense, you go and follow that caster, I'll go and follow Saber, we split up!"

"learn!"

The two parted ways.

~

night,

Although the first battle of the Holy Grail War seemed a bit anticlimactic, in fact, it was already undercurrent.

First of all, a luxury hotel somewhere in Fuyuki City suddenly caught fire and exploded, and the entire hotel completely collapsed into ruins.

Let this night be restless.

Father Kotomine Risei, the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, is struggling to deal with the aftermath.

The promised secret Holy Grail War!

At night, lonely souls wander.

Kotomine Kirei was completely confused about his own life, and when he felt hungry, he found that he had come to a familiar place.

Hongzhou Banquet Hall·Taishan Chinese Restaurant.

This is the only harbor that can comfort his soul.

Walking into the store, the familiar spicy smell hits your face.

The man found a good seat, and then asked for three plates of mapo tofu.

"Are you eating mapo tofu again? Father Yanfeng!"

A voice sounded from the seat next to him, and Kotomine Kirei turned his head, his heart trembling.

The nonchalant young man in casual clothes who seemed to be always smiling greeted him kindly like an old friend.

Berserker Toba?

Did you not notice because you were too hungry?I still think this is the place where I can really relax!

In other words, since I discovered this restaurant a year ago, the other party often brought Matou Sakura to eat.

In the past, it was the same as a familiar old friend, but now the Holy Grail War has begun.

The fate of being enemies to each other has been doomed.

Kotomine Kirei said with a calm smile.

"Long time no see, Mr. Toba. Sure enough, mapo tofu is the most authentic here!"

"By the way, is Sakura already the second set?"

Matou Sakura, who was eating an empty plate of mapo tofu, seemed to hear something, raised her head like a cute little rabbit, and then her mouth was covered with red sauce.

Toba hastily took out a napkin and followed.

"Long time no see, Uncle Yanfeng!"

The little girl said with a polite and sweet smile.

"Long time no see, Sakura!"

Kotomine Kirei greeted the little girl in a friendly manner.

There are not many people who can eat mapo tofu here. Even if the age difference is a lot, it is still a rare fellow!

...If possible, try not to involve the little girl in the Holy Grail War!If I eat it alone in the future, it would be too high and too cold.