Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 1027 Dying? Faker?

"Mama Fiore..."

The girl with a name common to Western boys jumped on Fiore's body with cheers, her small nose arched on Fiore's clothes, making a mess of the originally flat and docile blouse, but Fiore didn't care about it at all. Angry, he gently stroked Jack's little head with a doting smile.

Jack squinted his eyes and continued to rub. After rubbing for a while, he suddenly raised his head, and his nose came close to Fiore's neck and twitched.

"Well, it seems that it smells not only of Fiore's mother, but also of Jeanne's mother."

"You ghost, you can smell this." Fiore didn't deny it, and flicked Jack's forehead with her hand.

"Because Jack has a good nose." Jack smiled and looked at Fiore expectantly.

The latter showed a helpless smile, closed his eyes, and whispered: "It's your turn, change."

When she opened her eyes again, the female magician's demeanor changed completely.If she was like a saint before, then she is a real saint now, without any temperament that a magician should have, and her noble and dignified posture makes ordinary people feel ashamed.

Of course, little Jack is not among these mortals.She didn't care whether it was a magician or a saint in front of her, she only knew that it was her mother, and she hugged and rubbed.

"Mother Jeanne, it's really Mother Jeanne..."

"It's me, Jack." Although it was the same mouth, the voice was much lower, "Can you tell me why you appear here. Fiore and I should be the only ones who came to this world. Why did Jie turn into an Assassin?"

"Because Jack is not the original Jack." Little Jack explained.

"Could you be more specific, I don't understand what you're saying."

"Then let me explain, our situation is much more complicated than yours."

In the empty fast food restaurant, the voice of a third person sounded, still a woman.The clothes on her body are of the same style as Joan of Arc or Fiore, but they have a black appeal on her body, which can arouse some of the most primitive desires of men.

After hearing this voice, Joan put Little Jack down and looked up at the newly appeared woman.

"You're here too, Lingxia."

"To be precise, it's not here." The woman shook her head, then pointed to the back, "I can't say a few words, let's go inside and talk. Jack, close the door, and then go to move out the innermost box of the cold storage and give it to Zhen Mama De and Mama Fiore cook dinner."

"Okay, Mom."

Jack closed the store door as fast as he could, and ran towards the back kitchen while playing with the knife he had found out of nowhere.

Seeing Jack's proficient look, the doubts on Joan's face became more and more intense.

"You...know we're coming?"

"Not sure, but I know that if you come, you will definitely not miss the Holy Grail War. There is only one church in Fuyuki City, so the probability of seeing you is the highest near here. I don't know if you have noticed, but the sign of the shop is Jack's favorite burger steak."

"You are still so wise." Joan of Arc praised, "But don't cook big meals, our time is limited, and there are a few friends waiting for us to buy vegetables and go back to cook."

"Oh? I haven't seen you for a while, and you know how to cook?" Lingxia teased, "I don't know that your cooking is not as good as Jack's big meal."

"Lingxia, don't make fun of me." The painting style changed, and the saint turned back into a female magician. It was obvious that the ridicule was aimed at her—Joan was born as a peasant girl, so how could she not know how to cook? ?

"Okay, I'll let you off for now. But we met so hard, we can't let you go back so soon. Well, what are you going to do, tell me, I'll let Jack prepare it for you and take it back, anyway, it takes the same."

For this proposal, Fiore agreed.

"Well, just do it."

"Report the menu."

"Meat, curry, mapo tofu."

"... Your friend's hobbies are really unique, Indian style, Chinese style, and the meat request... Isn't it too broad?"

Reisha's speech resonated with Fiore.

"I think so."

"If it's meat, make hamburger steak, with your share, and another curry dipping sauce. Mapo tofu can't be made at this time. Why don't you get some other spicy things instead?"

"Listen to you."

"Okay, that's it - Jack, let's get to work."

"Oh, mom, burger steak, burger steak..."

Jack agreed loudly, while happily humming a ditty, he stretched out his hand and opened the sliding door of the cabinet. There were various knives in different categories, and there were as many as a dozen kinds.

Afterwards, there was a biting cold light and the sound of various things being chopped in the kitchen.

In the lounge separated by a wall, female sighs or exclamations sounded from time to time.

One inside and one outside, there is an inexplicable sense of harmony between inside and outside, as if it is a strange sonata.

……

Fiore's old friends got together and talked happily, but the three people in the church felt uncomfortable.

Especially Liz Baifei, she is a negative energy disseminator when she is hungry, and she keeps yelling "so hungry" and "why don't you come back" like the incarnation of "gluttony", one of the seven deadly sins.

Well, this description is indeed an exaggeration, but given that Xier and Karen were not very hungry, but they insisted on yelling at her until their stomachs growled, it was normal for these two non-mainstream nuns to complain.

However, the two of them couldn't go out casually in order to hide. In desperation, they could only complain about why Fiore was so slow, and whether all the nearby stores were closed, while hiding in the basement. Don't bother, pass the time by looking at the "spiritual instrument disk".

It was also at this time that the data displayed on the "spiritual instrument disk" changed.

The color of one of them changed from white to a dull gray, the color of death.

Seeing this, Xier said with emotion: "It's another ride. I don't know if it's because there are too many servants participating in the battle, or the Holy Grail War is so fierce in the first place—is the so-called omnipotent wishing machine really so magical?"

"I don't know." Kallen shook her head expressionlessly, "But this rider may not be leaving the field. His state is not Berserker's death, but dying."

"Near death?" Xier raised his head suddenly, his eyes fixed on the display bar that had just dimmed, "It is indeed near death, how could it be like this? According to Miss Fiore, the spiritual artifact tray will only show life or death ,how come……"

"It may be the special ability of the servant, or it may be the particularity of the job agency. The extra job agency that has never appeared, even the name is false, maybe it can blur the concept of life and death."

Carlin raised her hand as she spoke, and pointed to the side of the "Spiritual Artifact Disk". The gray job agent's name was "Faker".

(End of this chapter)