Proposed by the most beautiful you in the world [Comprehensive]

What I said to Miss Black Jeanne, "I only prepared a cake for her and no master's share", is indeed true.

But... Maybe it will make Miss Black Jeanne angry, in fact, Ellie will definitely not forget the master on purpose.

Before she came back, he had already prepared for the Master and the other Heroic Spirits who are currently equivalent to his companions.

The last time I went into the kitchen to work on pastries was when I lived with Amakusa, Cu Chulainn and the others.

It seems to have been a long time, but it doesn't make much difference to the heroic spirits whether the time has passed.Therefore, Airlie went to a nearby town to buy enough ingredients and brought them back to the city built by Assassin.

There are no residents in this city, it's just the manifestation of the treasure, but the basic facilities are still not lacking.Although heroic spirits don't need to eat, it's not bad to taste a little human food once in a while.

Airlie thought of this and planned to use the food he had prepared as a welcome gift and an apology for missing the first ally meeting.

What to do?I haven't met him yet, so he doesn't know everyone's taste.

“I sincerely recommend the potato salad.”

Sun Knight, who accompanied Airlie through the projection, first recommended his best potato dishes.

"Not only is the process less, but the method is also very simple. You only need to wash the potatoes-steam them-add vegetables and stir, and you're done. The taste should not be bad, after all, the last words of Mr. Lancelot I can’t even tell, and the king will eat it all in one go every time.”

Speaking of this, Gao Wen couldn't help but feel relieved and proud when recalling the satisfied (illusion) expressions of Wang and Zhuqing.

Since finding someone, Chaldea has almost never lost contact with this side except for the rest time.

—Aren't you going to do your own thing? Master will be sad...

Airlie, who first enjoyed this treatment, was very helpless, and couldn't help worrying about the master Fujimaru Tatsuka and the staff whose workload increased rapidly.

After he said this, well, the form has been changed a bit, and it has been changed to a shift (supervision) system. If one person has to leave, there is no need to stop, and another person will take over immediately.

Gao Wenqing is now on duty.

"Potato salad...well." Hearing Gao Wenqing's suggestion, Airlie was slightly silent.

He was not picky eaters, at most he had a slight preference for "wine".However, he was lucky enough to taste the potato dishes produced by Sun Knight, and now he recalled the taste...

"Hey, it's really good, but there are so many people, I haven't bought enough ingredients."

Ah, I politely declined, but looking at Gao Wenqing's expression, he seemed very regretful.

"—Let's make the biscuit a size that can be eaten in one bite, and you can also put a little effort into the shape, which makes people feel sincere."

Then came Edmund's suggestion.

He made a lot of sense, and Airlie readily agreed after hearing it.

During the period when the Cave King took over from the Sun Knight and was "on duty" in front of the projector, he watched Ellie, who was still in another world, working alone in the kitchen, kneading out the prototypes of biscuits one by one, and then solemnly Throw them in the oven with ease—after a while, you're done.

Even if you are not in the same room, this feeling of silent watching and companionship can still turn into warmth and settle in your heart.Because, the white-haired man may not have noticed, he adjusted his sitting posture unknowingly, resting his head on his left hand, leaning, as if he could see the blurred face of his beloved one step closer. .

"It takes half an hour to bake. During the waiting period, you can do something else. Let me think about...chocolate, how about it?"

This time, he took the initiative to ask others for their opinions.

However, the man being questioned seemed to be closing his eyes. Although he heard his voice, he still spoke in an impatient tone: "Whatever you want, is it useful to ask me?"

"Of course there is. Didn't you eat all the chocolate I made before, Cu Chulainn?"

"Don't make that tooth-rotten brat—"

"Hmm... you don't like the current one?" Somewhat disappointed.

Cu Chulainn: "..."

Grinding his teeth, the man whose face was half covered by the shadow cast by the brim of his hat stopped talking.

For some reason, the wild beasts that shouldn't just sit here in a daze with boredom, but wantonly conquer any battlefield, have a feeling of "very bad".

It was a feeling like being put on a collar.

The "collar" was invisible, without any power, but it was able to restrain him—he was tied here forcefully, obviously very impatient, all the bones in his body trembled unsuitably, but he still couldn't leave.

It is completely different from the contract signed with the human master, and it is another level of restriction.

Moreover, even though his instincts, which could hardly accept this weird bondage, were still stubbornly protesting, mentally, he still had the feeling that he probably didn't seem to hate this feeling——

In the end, only the following result can be obtained.

"Sure enough, you still like it, right? I'll make it for you when I go back."

"...Tsk, whatever you want."

After the biscuits were baked, they were spread out on tinfoil, steaming hot, and a sweet but not too greasy smell wafted out immediately.

The chocolate is also ready, using a special mold, poured out and cut into small pieces.

When Roman, who was in charge of inspecting the equipment and was the last one on duty today, sat down, he looked up at the screen on the display screen. In addition to freshly baked biscuits and chocolates, there was also a small plate of cakes on the table.

The pink color exclusive to strawberries is dotted on the top of the cake, which can be seen at a glance.

Airlie picked up the biscuits and chocolates, but didn't touch the plate of strawberry cake.

"I tried to make it, but I haven't tasted it, so I don't know if it will be delicious."

This is his first time making strawberry cake, because, when he was learning to make pastry, Cu Chulainn refused to see the combination of strawberry and cake again, even smelling the taste.

"If living objects are not convenient for spirit transfer, how about using this?" Ellie didn't shift his gaze, staring straight at the man's stunned face in the projection, and tensed up a little deliberately. The corners of the mouth wanted to turn up: "It's night over there, if you don't mind... Do you like dessert for supper?"

Roman stayed for a while, unable to find his tongue: "It's okay to try, if the success rate... No, no, no, no, how do you know—"

His heart skipped a beat, he didn't know whether he was nervous or happy: "How do you know that I like to eat, um, strawberry cake?"

Ellie said nothing.

Back then, someone exchanged two hundred boxes of strawberry cakes for two hundred bouquets of roses, and left behind such familiar love poems. If he hadn't discovered who that person was, he would be really too dull to be cured.

Didn't I say that, anyway, he has improved a lot.

"Try, quickly try to see if you can teleport over there."

"……okay."

Then really start trying.

After a lot of concentration—doing my best to make the coordinates more accurate, soon, the strawberry cake on the table disappeared under the nervous eyes of both Ellie and Roman.

"Did it work?" Ellie asked.

Roman, who went to the next door to check whether the teleportation was successful, came back after a while, holding a plate of strawberry cake in his hand.

"It worked! Thank you, Al...Airlie."

"It's ok."

Before he was about to distribute the prepared sweets to his companions, Ellie turned his back, but before leaving the kitchen, he turned his head, facing the direction of the projection, and said softly: "You are here these days It’s been hard work, everyone is too, very hard.”

"Thank you, I won't have anything here for the time being, so..."

Ellie finally showed a little smile, and his soft voice was extremely serious.

"Go to other work, and then, go to bed early."

I can feel that he—— really wants to rest quickly.

If you stubbornly refuse to compromise, or promise on the surface, but actually stay up all night, after he finds out, it will definitely make him unhappy.

And if you frankly say your heart: No, I want to look at you, look at you as much as possible for a while-it may also make him hesitate, and become loose after his attitude is shaken.

But...forget it.

Compared with his own mood, Roman hopes to make the other party happy, so he doesn't have to worry about himself who can only work hard on "hard work".

Therefore, he took advantage of the tiredness that came out of the situation, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I will finish writing today's work records, and then I will finish your cake... After finishing these things, I will go to sleep .Then, should I turn off the projection first?"

"Well, good night in advance."

"haha, good night!"

The connection was cut off, and the projected picture suddenly condensed into a black line, and then disappeared completely, turning into a blank.

"..."

Ellie on the other side paused for a moment.

He slowly withdrew his lost gaze, and for some reason, he sighed slightly.

Although the projection is very blurry, only the outline of things can be seen, but he is a Heroic Spirit after all, and his memory is not that bad.

The strawberry cake that Roman held in his hand was very similar to the one he made, but in the details, there were still differences that only the maker could see...

Picking up the tray with biscuits and chocolates again, Airlie walked out of the kitchen with a normal expression.

Then, as written in the plan, we began to give gifts to the heroic spirits who were also in the red camp and also lived in this fortress.

"Where is it... Oh, I found it."

As a Caster who came a few days late, he gave his own biscuits and chocolates to his comrades who will fight together in the future—all of them are sweets without exception!

"Ah, is it for me? Thank you, Caster."

The first to be found by Airlie was Achilles of the Rider class.

This seemed to be a hero who thought he was easy to get along with, and he readily grabbed a handful of biscuits and threw them into his mouth.It's true that he was enthusiastic, but it didn't take long for him to appear a little too enthusiastic.

While chewing, the intense eyes that were burning with the sudden surge of interest were on Ellie's face - and the chest covered by the armor looked back and forth. Achilles was very excited: "Speaking of which, Are you really not a woman? Ah, it's unbelievable, so beautiful that I can't help it..."

"Rider, so you are such an impolite man!"

"Miss?!

Atalanta of the Archer class happened to be with Rider.The most valiant huntress in Greek mythology was the first to observe Ellie with scrutiny. She seemed to have some doubts about why this Caster would do such a meaningless act of flattery, but...

She didn't see any bad thoughts in Caster's eyes, it was completely different from Amakusa Shiro Tokisada who made her subconsciously feel disgusted, but she felt a little good for him, so she gave him a little face and picked up a piece of chocolate.

"Thank you, it's delicious."

"It's good if you like it." Ellie was also very happy: "Excuse me, do you know where Lancer and Berserker are?"

Atalanta said: "Berserker has already betrayed to the black side, as for Lancer...you can go forward, I saw him in front of the garden just now."

Ellie thanked her and took the rest of the presents to the direction Atalanta was pointing at. Luckily, he happened to bump into Lancer.

Even though the white-haired heroic spirit guarded by the golden armor has a handsome face and a strong body, there are signs of strength written all over his body, and he was discovered immediately when he met him—this is a man who is worthy of fighting with the hero Wang Jier. A hero comparable to Gamesh.

However, Airlie, who was further weakened by the foil, met Lancer Karna face to face, and the two heroic spirits looked at each other, falling into an embarrassing silence.

Airlie: "..."

Karna: "..."

After half an hour.

Airlie (slowly): "Lancer, do you want a cookie?"

Karna (slowly): "Oh, yes."

The seemingly taciturn, handsome, arrogant and indifferent hero actually stretched out two fingers, picked up a biscuit, and really put it in his mouth.

"Thank you for the hospitality." He still chewed and swallowed slowly, and then said flatly.

"You're welcome." Ellie also said, "Do you want more?"

Karna took another piece and ate it.

"There are many more, please don't be polite if you like..."

Just after this sentence.

All in all, it is in this kind of situation where one person eats silently, and one person is a little surprised but more happy to let the other person continue to eat without being polite-if someone else can't help but want to complain a long time ago...

Slowly, slowly, Karna ate all the remaining biscuits.

He didn't touch the chocolate that was too dark, probably because he thought it would be bitter.

Airlie, who met the greatest hero in Indian mythology for the first time, naturally did not understand his character. He looked arrogant and indifferent, but in fact he was very emotional. He had a good impression of friendly and kind people, and he was not likely to refuse. people.

Regardless of whether Karna likes sweets or not, the most likely reason why he ate up the biscuits in a muffled voice was that Ellie had been letting him eat them.

Then, he really ate them all one by one.

This is really a beautiful misunderstanding - anyway, Airlie has already decided that this very powerful-looking Mr. Lancer likes to eat cookies.

With this foundation of friendship (which he unilaterally identified), the opening remarks that were not spoken before were blurted out naturally.

Airlie: "If I remember correctly, Lancer is also the son of the Sun God? Although he is not the same Sun God, but this breath is really familiar. If Ozymandias is here, you and he will definitely be able to talk... Sigh, It would be great if we met in Chaldea, he seems to be isolated by everyone, and it won't work for a long time."

Karna: "...?"

Isn't Ozymandias the name of Ramses II of Egypt?

Although he didn't speak, the white-haired hero still couldn't help thinking.

Ok……

Out of doubts about why he was able to talk to the pharaoh of Egypt, and why that pharaoh was isolated, he kept silent after thinking to no avail.

Airlie: "There's chocolate, do you want some?"

This time, Karna shook his head, indicating that he could not eat any more.

So far, this topic of no nutrition is over.Ellie accomplished another goal, and was about to go to the last place with satisfaction, when he heard the cold voice rang once before, reaching his ears again.

"I don't understand why that man chose to call you."

Ellie froze.

"It can't be used in battle, and it doesn't seem to have a special ability that can turn the tide of the battle at a critical moment—sorry, I'm just expressing my opinion, because I'm really confused about it."

Turns out, Karna is a straight talker.

This is very similar to Ellie.

That’s right, when two people who are accustomed to playing straight balls without self-knowledge meet, there will be no strange misunderstandings, and each can directly understand the other’s true meaning.

So Ellie was just stunned for a moment, and then said a little embarrassedly: "I really can't help you in combat, but..."

"The master has his own ideas, and I also have something I intend to take this opportunity to try to accomplish, so I have the audacity to stay."

"...Really. Naturally, I will not interfere with other people's will, and please don't mind my abruptness out of doubt."

The conversation between them officially came to an end.

Karna only added a general sentence at the end: "I hope you can succeed."

Ellie didn't know whether he was referring to the thing he mentioned in his words or something else—according to normal thinking, what Karna could bless was the "that thing" he vaguely mentioned.

However, I don't know why.

When he turned and continued to walk forward, he could notice that Karna did not release his figure immediately, but watched him silently from behind for a while.

Lancer's calm and keen eyes seemed to be able to break through all external barriers, and directly peep into a certain thought that so many people failed to see, which was deeply hidden in him.

Ellie's mind was slightly disturbed, but soon, he seemed to be unaware, and he didn't show any abnormalities.

When the gift was delivered to the last object, it unexpectedly hit a wall.

Assassin—another servant summoned by Amakusa, the glamorous empress of Assyria raised her eyebrows at Ellie, with an expression that wanted to be critical but could barely hold back.

"Me? Take it away, I don't like such sweet things."

After saying this, the empress couldn't hold back, and looked at Ellie again.Endured it, endured it again and again, finally couldn't hold it back, and there was more aggrieved hatred of iron than steel in the words.

Her tone was not good: "As a follower, even if you offer a dessert with an unknown taste that you made yourself, you should put the master first. I said you, don't you have any self-consciousness!"

Airlie: "No, I actually plan to be alone tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow?!" The empress was furious: "It's really hopeless!"

Airlie: "..."

Well, being reprimanded like this, he had to change his mind and go to Amakusa with the rest of the chocolate.

Amakusa once said that he has nothing to like, nothing to dislike, and no apparent preference when it comes to food.

However, when he was with Airlie and Cu Chulainn, he ate mostly sweets, and he accepted the sweet and greasy taste that many people might not be able to accept.

So, he could smile at the pile of chocolates Ellie brought.

Sincerely, joy because this is a "gift" made by someone special.

Among the churches specially set aside in the city.

"I wanted to make something else and send it over tomorrow, but... um, let's have some chocolate first?"

Airlie very naturally came to the man sitting quietly at the front of the bench, and at the same time pleaded that he did not ignore the Master, and very naturally took a piece for him——

He didn't intend to feed it directly into the Master's mouth, but as soon as he raised his hand, Amakusa turned his head, pointed at his finger, and took the piece of black chocolate into his mouth.

The fingertips were inevitably wet from between the teeth, and the contented expression of the man who was fed the chocolate could already cover the strangeness that quietly emerged in Ellie's heart.

"anything else?"

"Okay."

Ellie continued to feed.

In the middle of feeding, he also suddenly had an idea, picked up a small piece of one of the few, and tasted it himself.

Just tasted it.

"Uh-hmm (very bitter)."

Could it be that the cocoa powder was all sprinkled, and the bitter taste eroded his taste buds in an instant, which made Ellie feel conflicted about wanting to spit out the rest of what he couldn't swallow, but feeling that it was not good to spit out .

However, when he couldn't help frowning, Amakusa, who had eaten so much bitter chocolate before, said with some surprise, "No way, everything I ate was sweet."

Ellie: "?!"

"Well, it may be that the sugar content is not evenly distributed, and what you eat happens to be particularly bitter... No, this possibility is too small."

"Want to know what's going on."

he said, looking serious.

"Wait a minute, Airlie, I think..."

—Try it.

Under Airlie's astonished gaze, the man's young and surprisingly handsome face approached silently.

Even though the eyes of the two were almost inseparably fused together, he didn't retreat, let alone close his eyes, but looked over frankly.

At this moment, his eyes became golden lakes, reflecting the tranquil and beautiful scenery, and also revealing his own gentleness and generosity.

……

Ah, tasted it.

The taste was really bitter, but it made him feel that it was sweeter than any piece of chocolate he had eaten before.

Taking advantage of the situation and hugging the heroic spirit who was stunned by this sudden blow, Amakusa smiled and lowered his eyes, silently thanking the empress who was far away.

—Thank you, Assassin.

——Thank you or something... Come on, an unscrupulous man like you, even if I didn't push you, you will find another opportunity to make yourself get what you want.

Well, that's true.

Even if it's not today, it will be tomorrow when he said he would come...

— Let me remind you one more thing. Master, you shouldn't ignore what Caster mentioned, and you're going to come here to find another uncertain factor for him, right?

— Ah, of course not.Gilgamesh, the oldest king, if I have the chance to meet him, I am also very honored.

hypocritical.

The empress said so in her heart.

In fact, this man has long been on guard. As for the oldest king, he is probably the last person here to see him.

If he knew that summoning a useless Caster would bring so much trouble, would he choose to give up?

can you?

The answer to this question, in fact, has already...

During the silent transmission, Amakusa paused, then continued.

——If Gilgamesh appears, what will happen is unpredictable, so we can only wait and see.

The eyes that were still tolerant of the lake water when facing Airlie darkened at this moment, Amakusa may be thinking in his heart, so many days have passed, the hero king who is said to be looking for has not appeared so far, maybe something happened ?Or have you lost your way somewhere?

Haha, no matter what the possibility is, it doesn't matter.

His 60 years of persistence, as well as the "faith" in this world that he found because of luck, will not give up easily.

Or……

Impossible, absolutely impossible to give up.

Until death, he will hold it tightly in his hands.

****

--However.

— still here.

That was the first night of the official start of the Holy Grail War!

Semiramis drove her hanging garden straight across the long distance from the black camp, and even wanted to transfer her own position there.

Along with the sky garden, there are bone soldiers all over the wilderness. These bone soldiers fight with the artificial human army eliminated by the black side.

On the entire wilderness, apart from the armies of the two sides, there are a few figures that are not obvious, but have the power to resist the ten thousand armies.

That is "Heroic Spirit".

In addition to mopping up the seemingly unlimited number of bone soldiers, the heroic spirits of the black side also plan to go straight to the enemy camp and compete with the followers of the red side.

However, the mutation happened at this time.

Except for a specific person, no one wants the vast light that seems to tear the sky and the earth to appear, swallowing a corner of the night sky!

The first thing that appeared was a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

In the blink of an eye, the beam of light expanded unscrupulously, sweeping across most of the battlefield in an instant, and even the treasure city suspended in the air, although it was not completely affected, was also crooked by the impact.

In mid-air, there was only a sound of Rider Black Fang who was about to fly to the sky garden, but was knocked off the back of his mount by the sudden coercion——

"That's——the power of a cheating Noble Phantasm—ohhhhhhh!"

Black's Rider screamed and fell.

No one could notice if he landed, because, just a moment later, the dazzling light had already covered his figure.

"Hahahahahahaha! It's just a mere transfer of spirit seeds, how could it be so rare to defeat this king!"

It didn't take long for all the heroic spirits present, and even the surviving humans on the battlefield, to hear the laughter of such an arrogant man.

"Okay, what needs to be solved now is the most important issue."

Another man with an almost identical voice said.

"--Where is it?"

This time it was the suspicious voice of a sweet boy.

"The princess who should enjoy the supreme favor."

"I was taken away by a bastard who came out of nowhere from some dark corner, whether it was me as an adult or as a boy—I, Gilgamesh, the most beloved princess."