Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

That's it, don't look at me agreeing very readily, in fact I panicked a lot in my heart.

The doctor was amazed at my behavior of pulling a group of people to my door with a few words: "Is this also what you expected, Teacher Hua?"

"Shut up," I chopped the bone into pieces, "is that what I want?"

In that case, the intent of the Rider team's temptation was clearly revealed. Due to my lack of demons that I can't hide, if something goes wrong, we will fight in the street, and I will be the one who suffers no matter what.

So I got an idea out of desperation, and instead of hiding and covering things up, it would be better to call everyone over to muddy the water together.

This is probably the true meaning of raising Gu.

"Bang!"

I neatly set up the pot, connected it to the power supply, and turned on the fire.

"Hmph, I've already calculated it," I arranged the cut and washed meat on a plate one by one, "When the time comes, everyone will gather in a pot, and there will be disputes, and I, who is weak, will take the opportunity to move to the corner to have fun eat meat."

"Very good, good idea," the doctor applauded vigorously, and pointed out the blind spot: "But your pot is a bit small."

"Well, really?" I asked nervously, "but this is already the biggest size you can buy—"

I carefully looked at the iron pot that was bigger than my head. After all, I bought it according to our appetite. Me, Sakura, and Arashi-senpai...

Hiss, if you add a few servants, it seems that it is really not enough to eat chopsticks.

"...No matter," I put my counting fingers together, "It is agreed that those who come will bring their own meals, and I will only provide the venue—Senior, how many people are here?"

"There is no change at the moment," the archer squatting far away on a high place dutifully reported, "Don't worry, leave the surrounding security to me during this time."

"Your Excellency Arash's existence won't be hidden for long," the doctor reminded, "Have you thought about what to do next?"

"Look at the development of the situation," I subconsciously touched behind me, and after touching the cold touch of the naginata, my slightly uneasy heart fell back to reality, "After this meal, my existence will definitely become their biggest question right now. .”

From the very beginning, I made no secret of my relationship with the doctor.

As a heroic spirit who came into the world, he claims to be independent from the current timeline, but he can rarely get along with the "Master" like an old friend, and the cooperation in battle can be said to be like a comrade-in-arms who has fought together for many years tacit understanding.

...and the sense of familiarity with those Heroic Spirits that I can't hide no matter how restrained I am.

The whole body is full of contradictions and puzzles.

And all of this is just to make the existence of "Romany Aqiman" known to more people.

"Once I enter the 'conversation belonging to the heroic spirits', I, the useless 'Master' in their eyes, will not be able to get in the conversation," the doctor looked worried, "You have to be careful."

"Understood," I nodded, "Because we introduced my identity to the direction of the heroic spirit at the beginning, coupled with the battle at Weiyuanchuan, the first impression was basically formed, and my real identity is still not so easy to guess. "

Just like Bedivere who was at the sixth singularity, before he was clearly pointed out, who would have thought that this swordsman who has been wandering around the world with regrets for thousands of years is still a human being?

"Remember to eat more," the doctor urged worriedly, "with the mind of a conquering king, you won't come empty-handed...by the way, no drinking."

"Know-know-la-" I took out a large bottle of juice from the shopping bag under my feet, "I have a sense of proportion, right, Sakura?"

The girl who was suddenly named by me looked at her with confused eyes and nodded without thinking.

"Shameless, as long as you ask, she will nod no matter what." The doctor covered his face, "Are you planning to let this child appear?"

I waved my hand, undeniably: "No matter how cruel the Holy Grail War is, it will not attack an innocent girl. Of course, if you are talking about the impact of another reality—"

I looked at this young and sensible girl who was helping to arrange the dishes.

"Sakura didn't do anything wrong, why should she hide?"

I took the plate in Sakura's hand and put down the last small plate of green leafy vegetables. Among the full piece of red meat, the green color of this small piece is so obvious.

… Neon vegetables and fruits are so expensive.

Through the wide open windows, the night is slowly covering this troubled city with an irresistible trend.

Under the increasingly urgent hunger, I lowered my head to estimate the time, and decided to unpack the soup package first and shake it into the boiling pot.

Before the overbearing explosion of food in an instant overwhelmed my precarious willpower, I quickly covered the pot, turned down the heat, and started to prepare the sauce.

A few minutes later, with nothing to do, I looked anxiously at the steaming pot, looked outside the door which was still empty, touched my stomach which was also empty, and involuntarily took out the big knife behind my back.

"Wait?!" The doctor watching from the side turned pale in shock, "What are you doing with the knife—"

"Conserve Yanrong," I calmly covered the knife face, "don't be nervous, I definitely don't have the idea of ​​forming a shark with Rider once I'm released as a pigeon."

"you……"

"No."

"……OK."

Before my expression became grim, Senior Arash's voice saved the weird atmosphere present.

"Attention, someone is coming."

I paused for a second, wiped my face, switched to a friendly expression, rushed, ah no, greeted me.

From the end of the street in the distance came two figures, one large and one small, the King Conqueror and the young Weber carrying food.

This group of partners who have the fastest footsteps and own a car look disheartened at the moment, as if they just had a fight with someone before they came here.

Well, Rider's magic power has also been consumed a lot.

My eyes turned around on the cavalry's scorched cloak openly and honestly, and I asked sincerely, "You two...are you warming up before dinner?"

And what about your car?

Unlike the seasoned King of Conquerors, the young man's expression seemed a little embarrassing for a moment.

My eyes moved to the huge amount of food these two men brought.

It seems that I am not the only one who urgently needs to replenish magic through food.

Very good, at least this battle won't be fought until the meal is over.

"Please come in," I temporarily suppressed the fighting spirit that was ready to climb at any time, and took the lead in leading the two guests into the house. "The foothold is a bit crude, please don't dislike it."

As soon as he entered the door, the heat in the room rushed towards his face, casting a touch of warmth on this cold and hard battle.

I glanced at the young Weber, who obviously came from a long journey, and couldn't hide his exhaustion. I walked around to the other side and took out a hot towel and handed it over, along with a cup of warm white water, "Wipe."

The young man who was vigilantly following behind him was suddenly a little surprised, obviously at a loss: "Huh, huh? That, that, thank you?"

"No need," I staggered the boy's eyes that hadn't been beaten by excessive overtime and social life for the time being, and took a step back to make the distance so that he wouldn't be too nervous. It's good there... everyone is here?"

"It's hard to say," the King of Conquerors, who had found a place to sit cross-legged, touched his chin, and swept it around as if he was inspecting the territory. Then he became interested in the three barrels of fruit juice I put aside, and picked them up. Take one and study the writing on the bottle against the room light.

"I have notified everyone. The people who received the invitation are a little grumpy. Maybe they will come, maybe they won't."

"Your Excellency the King of Conquerors," my forehead twitched, and I couldn't help but asked, "How did you invite me to break into the door in a chariot...?"

"Oh——" the servant questioned by my soul looked away from the bottle and looked at me with great interest, "That's right, little girl, we have a common language."

"...No, although I acquiesced that everyone can have a meal together," I opened my mouth and tried my best to control my expression. "but--"

With your rude way of coming to the door, anyone will take it as a provocation and fight back, right?

Oh, except me.

The roar of the locomotive approached from far away, and I felt a dull pain in my head for no reason, so I stood up again helplessly to welcome the second visitor tonight.

"Miss Saber, Mrs. Irisviel, good evening."

The King of Knights with a cold face nodded at me, skillfully parked the locomotive aside, and then stood still at the door.

I blinked and watched the gentleman leading the white-haired lady politely stop at the door without a gate. After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly realized that I turned away; "Please don't care about these etiquettes, please come in—"

"Excuse me," the blond swordsman softened his complexion a little, turned around and unloaded the package from the back seat of the motorcycle, and looked around habitually when he entered the door, colliding with the King of Conquerors looking up, and then staggered expressionlessly.

I looked at this, looked at that, listened to the sense of crisis that raised the alarm for a moment, and silently led the two to sit down at the farthest position.

In the middle of the two positions is where I myself sit.

For a meal, I really paid too much.

"Is everyone here?" I once again confirmed to the King of Conquerors who was in charge of sending out the invitation.

Can we have dinner--

"Well," King Conqueror pondered, neither said yes nor no, but seemed to be very interested in the accordion in Sakura's hands.

As expected of Sakura, Sakura is shrouded in the sight of a king, yet she can still look at me questioningly first.

"It's okay, if you don't want to give it, don't give it." I patted the girl on the head, pulled the doctor who had been as quiet as a chicken since the King of Conquerors appeared, and stood in front of Sakura.

The doctor who cooperatively flashed along the direction of my arm's strength sighed helplessly, and dutifully approached the boy Weber, and started talking with him on a random topic.

And I stood up again, facing the cold wind, standing at the door, waiting for the third visitor tonight.

"... Wang," I followed the Romans and omitted the previous name, hiding the real name of this person, facing the quiet street entrance without a trace of insects, focusing on the commanding heights where people can stand, and inviting: "Would you like Come in?"

Under the dark blue night scene, there is only the faint light of street lamps.

First there were fine golden particles, and then the particles merged into bands of light, the bands of light intertwined, and gathered into a heroic spirit.

I don't know how long the King of Heroes has been there, holding his chest, half a street away, looking at me with scarlet eyes.

A chill of being targeted by predators rises from the toes and climbs up the back.

I stood still and looked back.

This is the king who left the earliest record in history, a heroic spirit who came into the world in the form of a complete victory and tyrant era.

It's a silent assessment and contest, and I'm not sure what he wants to see from me, but all I can do is be myself.

You can't show timidity, you can't show fighting spirit, you can't be too familiar, and you can't be completely unfamiliar.

The atmosphere stagnated unknowingly with this silent contest, and I clearly felt that my knife was trembling uncontrollably. As my half body, my will was the will of the knife. Under the increasingly pressing pressure, I I couldn't resist the urge to draw the knife.

With a slight movement of my fingers, just when I made up my mind that it would be better to fight first to show friendship, the person not far in front suddenly took the lead to look away.

"Hmph, is this the banquet you invited the king to?"

Ok?

The stagnant atmosphere was immediately dissipated by this unpleasant sentence. Before I had time to switch my mind, I subconsciously said "Huh?"

Got another cold snort from this one.

But the atmosphere is not as dignified as before, and I have finally dug out the social awareness that was squeezed into the corner by my combat instinct.

It was at this time that I realized that my aura had climbed to the peak, the conversation in the room had disappeared unconsciously, Sakura had consciously retreated to a corner where it would not be affected, and the image of the doctor was projected behind me, This is a position where support is always available.

"...Ah," this is the first time I have had a headache this night, I helplessly rubbed the center of my eyebrows, "Doctor, you go back first, everything is fine here."

Romani is very reliable at critical times. He immediately retreated after hearing the words, firmly controlled the indoor situation, and left the outdoor space to me.

"Your Excellency," I carefully chose my words, "this party is just a temporary idea by chance, and it is inevitable that it will not be perfect."

The golden hero king said "Oh?" and motioned for me to continue.

Damn, I somehow feel that this person deserves a beating.

I silently made a note in the small notebook in my heart, planning to settle it when the game starts in the future.

However, eating is the most important thing now.

I took a deep breath and suddenly didn't intend to be polite to this person.

"My humble gatherings in this dilapidated place, the common people's dining methods and cheap food, and the loud, noisy, rough, and rude people naturally cannot catch your eyes. "I grinned, and the big naginata in my hand fell into the palm of my hand simultaneously.

"Boom!"

With a posture of declaring war, I stood in front of the door full of life, "Then, can the unique Mr. Jin condescend to visit the humble house?"

The yin and yang strange energy rebounded!

I don't care, if you don't listen to the polite greetings, then come and fight if you want!

"Hmph, hahahahaha——"

Unexpectedly, the oldest king, whom I almost declared war on, suddenly burst into laughter. Under my inexplicable gaze, he walked down the air step by step from the height.

"Yes, the king agrees."

The golden light gathers and disperses, and when the soles of the feet wrapped in golden armor are firmly on the ground, the golden heavy archers have completed the change of clothes.

It turned into Mr. Jin who removed the hairspray, wore a big gold chain, shirt and trousers.

"What are you still doing?" The nouveau riche Mr. Jin naturally lowered his arms around his chest, as if the previous simmering situation did not exist.

"—Not yet leading the way for this king."

Very good, I thought calmly.

The goodwill foundation laid by the virtuous king from the seventh singularity is completely cleared at this moment, Mr. Jin.

In the decisive battle, I will definitely do my best to punch you in the face.

I swear.

But before that—

Hurry up and eat, the child is really starving to death! !