Hey Timothy Grail

Only the faint moonlight can't illuminate the roads and road signs at all, and we can only rely on the feeling of the asphalt road to confirm whether we are driving on the right road.

"Rin Tohsaka, Fuyuki from the Far East."

"This is Matou Sakura, my most well-behaved and lovely sister."

"Zhen...... Coincidentally, I can meet you again. I'm Leticia, from Paris, France."

The three women were harmonious, and started a conversation among the girls under the moonlight.

Although Joan of Arc is a great man hundreds of years ago, her dependent girl Letitia is still a naive college student, so the three of them chatted very happily at this time.

The eldest lady suddenly took out the exquisite snacks unique to the Einzbern family from her backpack, and handed them to the younger sister next to her and the French sister opposite.

"Ah...how is this so embarrassing."

The former Holy Maiden of National Salvation originally wanted to sternly refuse, but when she glanced at the white pastry shaped like a bunny and dotted with salad ketchup, it made her index finger twitch.

This made the saint, who had suffered from the "baguette" bread for the past few days, involuntarily took the snack.

Although she is an adjudicator, she is also a woman who loves food.

Joan of Arc could only accept it in embarrassment under the eyes of the young lady smiling.

"Wum...it smells so good!"

"By the way, Miss Letitia, are you sure you're not British??"

"Or is it related to the legendary King of Knights?"

"Why do you ask that??"

In the open-air "open-top box", while tasting the German specialties specially given to Fang Han by the eldest lady, Joan of Arc and Sister Tohsaka chatted with each other.

Rin looked carefully at the perfect beauty of the big sister opposite in the moonlight, and suddenly thought of a familiar face, but he was still not sure, so he asked casually:

"Ah... To be honest, I have a sister who is very good at playing. She is from Great Britain and looks like you, so that's why I have this problem."

The eldest lady stuck out her tongue and said in a low voice.

"Oh, he looks very similar to me, why did he get involved with the King of Knights?"

The saint did not doubt that she was there, and there was no hesitation on her serious face.

"That's...how should I put it? This big sister has a relationship with the King of Knights, a close relationship that you can't imagine, and you look very similar to her. If Sister Leticia, you put your hair down Come on, it's better to wear a men's suit with a single ponytail, it's exactly the same as Sister Dumao."

Matou Sakura saw her sister's brain froze when she was asked, so she stood up and explained to her.

No matter how this explanation sounds, it seems that something is wrong.

Is that a close relationship?Isn't that the quilt itself!Yan Yilin blinked her eyes, it's better to press the crazy complaint deep in her heart.

"Oh? That's very interesting! In fact, my appearance is also inherited from a certain person who left behind in history. If there is a chance, I really want to meet your stupid sister."

Your Excellency the Holy Maiden was thoughtful, she moved her eyes to Matou Sakura who was obediently rubbing her sister's shoulders from time to time, that kind of posture that seemed like a lazy kitten acting like a baby all the time, and then she felt that the relationship between the two sisters is so good.

In fact, she is also very interested in the person whom Tohsaka Rin said has a deep connection with the King of Knights, because her appearance at this time is not just Leticia's original appearance, but It is the product of being dependent on the host and then after subtle adjustments. It can be said that it is a posture between the youthful and lively contemporary college students and the modern saint who died for the country.

If the girl in red with two ponytails is right, then maybe the girl nicknamed "Dummy Mao" has some connection with her Joan of Arc? ?

Could it be the blood inheritance left by Gilderray in England? ?The offspring of the saintess transformed according to her own posture? ?

Joan shook her head, thinking carefully and terrified.

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Time goes back to two hours ago.

Just when Fang Han "trafficked" the second monarch of the clock tower, and Yvette, the young rich woman of the famous Lehman family with magic eyes.

A cemetery not far from the clock tower.

The unique call of the Holy Grail is going on quietly.

"Hey... the knights who belong to the round table, look here—"

"I am your Master Lion Jie Jieli, please give me your advice."

"Hey...is this a cemetery? You really picked a very malicious place to summon."

The right hand that was stretched out to hold was ignored by the knight wearing the tauren helmet in front of him. His appearance was sturdy, but his behavior was very manly. Lion Jiejieli subconsciously scratched his head, revealing three hideous scars that were not the same as his right eye. Negative embarrassment.

"Ah, this is my home field after all."

"Oh...Master, you are not the legendary necromancer, are you?"

"Correct guess, but unfortunately no prize. My boyhood was spent with corpses."

Speaking of this, the knight also nodded in understanding.

"Well, since you had such a hard-core childhood, Master, then I have nothing to say."

"Tsk tsk... so you are the saber of the Holy Grail War?"

Seeing the knight sword in her hand, Lion Jie asked suddenly.

"Of course, if you think I'm an assassin or a caster when you see my decent attire, then I think there must be something wrong with your eyes and mind."

"Actually, I think it's not bad for an assassin who wears clanging and heavy armor to directly break through and kill his opponent."

There seems to be such an assassin in the world, Mordred suddenly looked suspiciously at the sturdy uncle: "Uncle, you don't really want to summon the legendary unparalleled assassin with frontal assassination, do you?"

"That's not it, Saber, there is no doubt that you have drawn the best Master. I, Shishi Jiejie, am confident that I am the only first-rate Master worthy of you."

"Oh, coaxing girls... Keke coaxing people to be happy is top-notch. I don't know if this is a good thing."

Mordred shook his head in annoyance. Even though he was covered by the silver armor, Shishi Jie, as the master, still made up the look of the other party rolling his eyes helplessly.

"Such a cute action...you can't be a girl, no, you should tell me your real name first, it's weird, why can't I see you even though I'm the Master Some parameters?"

Generally speaking, when the master and the servant face to face, it should be possible to obtain some level of information.Those are parameters like muscular strength or luck, and strategic data like holding skills.

Of course, if it's a skill or treasure, you still have to see it with your own eyes before updating the information.

Then, these masters will be the first to confirm, of course, the relevant information of the servants they summon.

A competent master must think hard about how to deal with the battle situation and arrange countermeasures while familiar with the abilities of the servants.

Although Shishi Jie could see the basic parameters of the knight in front of him, the existing skills and treasure information of the Heroic Spirit traits were covered up and could not be read at all.

"Don't guess, it was made by the helmet given by the queen mother. Its name is [the helmet that hides infidelity]. You will know when I take it off."

After Saber said this, the helmet covering his face disassembled and assembled with the armor.

Seeing the exposed face of "her", Shi Shijie couldn't close his opened mouth.

"F*ck (Chinese, Japanese and English) is really my little sister...?"

No, it may also be a teenager, a big guy in women's clothing.

Either way, it's a young-looking guy.What Lion Jie didn't realize was that the unexpected complaint seemed to immediately offend the other party.

"Damn it! Don't say it a second time."

"……What did you say?"

The murderous, extremely indifferent whisper brought Lion Jie back to his senses in an instant.

"Call me little sister next time, even I can't control myself."

Saber showed her killing intent with an understated vertical holy sword. As a mercenary, Shishi Jie instinctively told himself that despite her cute appearance, she was absolutely serious about bleeding five steps at a disagreement.

"...Sorry, I apologize, I won't say it a second time."

Lion Jie raised his hands up to apologize honestly, and his fluent gesture even reminded people of his wrong nationality.

Although Mordred's pretty face was wrinkled with anger, it seemed that he calmed down a little because of the uncle's timely begging for mercy.

She took a deep breath and muttered with a slightly displeased expression: "Forgive me this time, next time you say that I am beautiful, or insult the king like a woman, I will let you castrate on the spot, understand?"

"OK. So, what is your real name, Saber──"

"Huh? Master, what's going on? Although I don't know what catalyst you used, you should have locked on to summon me, right? So I don't need to say my real name, you should know..."

"Oh, uh, the catalyst is this."

Lion Jie moved away from the magic circle that was slowly recovering calm, and threw the catalyst to her.

Xiao Mo touched the fragment and looked at it suspiciously: "What is this?"

"A fragment of the round table remains from the meeting of the Knights of Great Britain."

"Fuck, isn't that just a dining table!"

The mood of the rebellious knight Mordred, who had already calmed down, quickly fell to the bottom.

She smacked her lips, and without hesitation used the sword in her hand to crush that—presumably even the holy relic of the King of Knights in the future—to powder, and the ashes will be blown up for you.

"Hey, prodigal child, that's a holy relic that can buy a gold mine."

"Ah this..."

Watching helplessly as one of the rewards for participating in the Holy Grail War, being smashed into pieces by the brat like this, the Lion Jie Jieli's heart aches at this moment, it must be false.

Not to mention that Mordred was as literal as he said, even using his foot guards to trample down the smashed things.

There is no scum left! !

"How can it be repaired! I didn't expect that I was summoned by this kind of thing!"

"Isn't this the humiliation of Chi Guoguo??"

"Is this also your arrangement, King of Knights!!"

That expression was obviously hating and loathing everything at the round table from the bottom of his heart.

Lion Jie felt that something was wrong. For the knights of Great Britain, shouldn't the round table be a place of high spirits and impassioned spirit? ?

Although the last knights of the round table fell apart and opposed each other due to various complicated reasons, this should not be their original intention.

If she really hates the round table itself so much──

Lion Jie suddenly guessed her real name.If there is a knight who hates the Round Table, it is the only knight who clearly has the will to rebel against the King of Knights.

"Saber, isn't your real name 'Mordred'?"

Lion Jie's question made the bear face a little sullen, probably because he felt that the reaction just now made Lion Jie figure out his true face, which is indeed a bit embarrassing for the king.

Therefore, she tried her best to show her arrogance inherited from the King of Knights: ""