"Ahhhh! Damn it! What the hell did I do!"

After a while, Gold began to grab his hair violently, and finally sat down on the chair and lowered his head weakly.

That's just... cyborgs, they're not human at all, they're just props cultivated through some materials, even if they commit suicide, they'll end their lives expressionlessly, that's right!That's what he created, but...

[help me]

Obviously this kind of thing has never happened, obviously the android doesn't even understand death, but this android asked him for help, those eyes are undoubtedly human eyes, maybe this android is just an accident, but also Representing the possibility, those artificial humans in the past just did not achieve a certain factor, or did not realize anything.

He could no longer treat those androids as batteries and cannon fodder.

Timid, hesitant, bluffing, and now he is really ugly...

"Saber, isn't it funny how I look now," Gold called out to Siegfried hoarsely.

"No, the current master is great," Siegfried appeared beside Gold, and he was very happy from the corner of his raised mouth.

"Great?" Gold grinned, "saber, what exactly is your wish?"

"I don't have a wish. I answered the call to fulfill the master's wish." Siegfried stared straight into Gold's eyes, without a trace of falsehood in his eyes.

"Cut," Gold turned his head unwillingly, facing Ziegfeld's eyes, "that's why I don't want to trust you, you don't trust me at all."

Siegfried opened his mouth, and now he understood why his master kept saying bad things at him.

"Master now I have a wish..."

Siegfried pressed his right hand on the position of his heart and knelt down in front of Gold on one knee.

"Fulfill your wishes."

"Huh?" Gold's eyes widened.

"I have always lived to fulfill the wishes of others, whether it is evil or good, as long as I pray to me, I will fulfill their wishes," Siegfried said softly, "even if the wish is my death."

"Are you an idiot?" Gold scratched his hair impatiently, "Don't you have no purpose of living!"

"Well, now I have it, Master, I will fulfill your wish," Siegfried looked at the sleeping android on the bed, "If you want to save him, then I will cut all the thorns for you, you only You just need to keep your head up and move forward.”

"Who... Who said I wanted to save him!" Gold blushed, "I just thought about fighting with Caster in the future. If his Noble Phantasm is completely completed, we will be in trouble!"

"Well, I see," Siegfried laughed.

"Don't laugh!!!"

Gold roared in exasperation.

"If you forcibly take that android away, he will only return to your Lord's arms sooner," Sidika patted Joan's head, "if you give it to this guy, he can live longer, as long as he can endure After the Holy Grail War, he will be able to live freely, and kindness without any plan is sometimes more deadly than poison."

"It's really good...that child can live," Joan of Arc interlaced her fingers and showed a beautiful smile, her clear eyes seemed to be able to see the android through the door, "May the Lord bless him."

"Are you an idiot?" Siddija held her forehead somewhat exaggeratedly, "A little bit of reflection on how you almost violated your duty as a ruler and killed that android."

"sorry!"

In the face of Joan of Arc's incomparably straightforward apology, Siddigar felt like she had smashed her fist on cotton.

"I'll go tell rider the good news right away!"

"Wait a moment!"

Siddija stretched out her hands and squeezed Joan's face and rubbed it hard on both sides.

"That guy has lost his mind. This kind of thing tells him that he will be exposed in less than 5 minutes."

"Please stop...it hurts...rider won't..."

"The guy who has been crying all the time suddenly burst out laughing, no matter what he thinks, there's something wrong with it," Siddija let go.

"But the rider will continue to suffer," Joan touched her red and swollen cheek with her fingers, and the tingling sensation made her shudder.

"I think he'll be willing to suffer for that android," Siddija waved his hand, "Well~ I can go to the dungeon if you're worried."

"Then please." Jeanne bent down.

"But! Put down your position in life, you are not a saint or a believer of the Lord, you are just a judge who maintains justice," Sidika slapped her fingers on Joan of Arc's forehead.

"I see," Jeanne nodded earnestly, covering her red forehead.

This guy doesn't understand at all.

Siddija scratched his head and walked towards the dungeon.

People do not change, only the purpose of change.

A wicked party is always a wicked party, and good people will always think of others. Even if their practices change, their essence will not change.

Joan of Arc is now a ruler, she will definitely maintain justice, this is not a lie, no one can lie in front of him, but Joan of Arc is like a clear spring as everyone feels, her heart is always holy Admirable, but in the Holy Grail War this holiness is wrong.

Facing the android Joan of Arc who asked her for help, she subconsciously wanted to help, and facing Astolfo who begged her, she subconsciously wanted to help him, even if the android was a prop made by the black side, even if Astolfo is the black heroic spirit that she keeps saying that she will not help.

She didn't feel that she did anything wrong. Even the apology just now was because she felt that her actions would lead to the death of the android. She didn't feel that helping Astolfo to take away the android who would become the caster Noble Phantasm Hearthstone was a violation of the law. regular.

Her instinctual goodness is above the rules of the Holy Grail War.

Therefore, Joan of Arc should not be a ruler. She who maintains a kindness in her heart and stubbornly believes that her kindness is no problem is the abnormality that really affects fairness.

Joan of Arc's good has thrown the balance out of balance, so evil is needed to balance it.

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