I woke up to find my Servant appeared in my room

Later, Lixiang learned about this matter through various channels.

Basically, one side has one argument, and the US team is obviously limited by the relationship between the two people, which is difficult to explain too much.But it sounds like this is probably a criminal case of a mental patient who has no criminal responsibility at all, but there is no trial, and there are emotional victims around, and every minute and every second may erupt, causing both parties to regret In the crisis, Mr. Steve finally chose a temporary cold treatment——

"It's not really asking you to help each other," he said earnestly, knowing the difference in the strength of the enemies the two sides face, "but now we haven't dealt with the internal problems well, and it's not safe for him to stay here."

Lixiang threw the man to Chaldea.

"Don't worry." When she heard that this man was a former World War II soldier with amnesia and deliriousness, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Since there is no risk of driving normal people crazy, she doesn't think it is a trouble, and vowed, "Our side Berserker has no sense of how to deal with psychosis... I mean brainwashed patients are experienced."

Captain America...Captain America glanced at her suspiciously, not knowing where this confidence came from.

His impression of Berserker was still that of Cu Chulainn, Kiyohime, or Vlad III, who had clear logic, sound language expression, and had no special problems except for three views and bloodthirsty.

In order to show his sincerity, Lixiang called Lancelot.

The father-in-law roared and thought he had encountered an enemy, his eyes glowed red like a ghost running out of hell, he was holding his own stick and emitting black smoke, like a standard villain in the Eastern Cultivation of Immortals movie, without hesitation, without hesitation Just a moment's pause.

Caught off guard, Steve: "Huh...? Wait! Wait! What did you release! Who is this?!"

Lancelot did not listen to him at all.

As a standard king chef who only has King Arthur in his eyes and only the word Arthur in his vocabulary, he lacks basic patience for the existence that does not have Artoria's face in his sight.

The two suddenly fought for no reason.

Until Captain America's shield collided with Berserker's armor and made a clanging sound, Matthew, who was studying in the study, was disturbed, and she poked her head out unhappy to know what happened: "Seniors, you—huh? "

"AAAAAAAA—"

Lancelot was like a black whirlwind in the astonishment of the junior girl, blowing back to Chaldea with a roar.

Even, even if Galahad is gone.

But the power of blood is mysterious.

The shock of the past still remains in my heart.

On "What kind of experience is it like to have a son who has been raised for thousands of years suddenly become a daughter?" This Zhihu topic has left a deep psychological shadow on the parties involved.

Anyway, half a minute later, Lancelot (Saber) appeared in the room awkwardly and politely.

When he was dragged over, he felt bad, and subconsciously grabbed Gao Wen who was chatting with him.

Gao Wen frowned and felt that the matter was not simple, so he calmly came to watch Tristan who was watching but caused trouble to Chi Yu.

Tristan: "I don't want to be alone-!!!"

With his eyes closed, he accurately and giftedly spotted Bedivere, who was hiding from the crowd, and grabbed his arm.

Xiaobei: "Wait, wait a minute, where is the king? Where is our king?"

He looked around for another drag.

But there was only Mordred in armor in front of him.

This... is a little difficult to handle. Although we have worked together for a long time, some past disputes still cannot be ignored.

He hesitated for a moment, and although he saw the curious and hesitant eyes of the rebel knight, and the forced expression of 'I'm not interested at all', he still didn't say anything.

The silver arm shook in midair, but didn't catch anyone.

Artoria, who was subconsciously called out for help by him, dropped the melon rind and scattered away, not even a single hair was left in the blink of an eye.

Even though the white Arturias wanted to help, they were dragged away by the black Arturias.

"This is a battle for knights!"

Knights of the Round Table: "...!!!"

In the end, it evolved into Lixiang's living room, an ordinary coffee table.

Surrounded by four Knights of the Round Table, a bewildered Captain America, the delirious Winter Soldier in his hand, and Matthew who was poking around, not knowing what happened.

Li Xiang was silent for a while, feeling that this scene was inexplicably familiar.

So she tentatively said, "Is Arturia ready for dinner?"

"..."

coffee table:? ? ?

Lancelot coughed lightly, and calmly said to the stranger, "Hello, I'm sorry, I caused you trouble just now."

The captain was shocked.

"You are alone?!"

He thought about the frantic and violent Berserker before, and then looked at the well-bred, noble, polite and upright knight in front of him.

He sighed sincerely: "Chaldea is really a magical place."

Lancelot considered himself a normal person: "..."

He secretly thought: Master should call Gilles de Rai's Saber version and Caster version.

Only in this way can the other party realize more deeply how much the experience of the spirit base and the heroic spirit will have a great impact on appearance, behavior habits, fighting methods... and eyesight.

But a heroic spirit who casually questioned the master's daily decision-making is not a good knight. He can only take the blame of Chaldea's strange flower and explain the complicated connection to the guests with a smile on his face.

Gawain poked Tristan in the back, raised his chin in the direction of Matthew as a hint, and whispered, "Look over there."

Tristan immediately looked in the direction of the study.

Captain America, who was always watching here, was shocked again.

Is this eye useful or not?

Is this magic?

Is it telepathy between heroic spirits?

How did he see that direction with his eyes closed? !

But being polite, he didn't ask anything. He suppressed his doubts and said kindly: "In that case, I'll leave first. Thank you very much for your help this time."

The Knights of the Round Table smiled kindly at him collectively.

By the way, Gao Wen squeezed out a sentence from his teeth to continue the previous topic: "It's been a long time since I saw my eldest nephew... No, I mean Miss Matthew, did you come here to be with the Master?"

Bedivere didn't even raise his head: "I've come here a long time ago. Maybe you didn't know about it before. Her recent physical examinations were all brought here by doctors and others."

"What about the master?" After the outsider left, Tristan suddenly brought in Lixiang who hadn't participated in the conversation, "Does the master intend to stay here forever?"

"Well, it should be like this for the time being..." Lixiang still felt a little guilty when he said this. Although returning to Chaldea now is like visiting, but before we all lived under the same roof, suddenly one of the friends moved to the next door and opened another room ...Although it was not intentional, I still felt apologetic, "But I will go back to Chaldea to brush qp with you in my spare time."

It seems unconscionable to just let Casters work overtime.

It's rare for the Master to reflect like this.

Unexpectedly, Archer changed the topic: "It doesn't matter whether you go back or not. After all, it is easy to move now, even if you can command from a distance, we will not cause trouble for the master. But it has been so long, we have never I have seen the master's new life..."

Gao Wen continued without changing his face: "Yes! I don't even know if your living environment is safe."

Lancelot continued: "Is there any life difficulty that is difficult to solve?"

Tristan: "Or unbearable emotional strife?"

Gao Wen: "The opposite sex who is chasing after you?"

Lancelot: "One of the taboos of infidelity - oh oh oh!"

Tristan didn't change his expression and covered his companion's mouth with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm very sad, it's just a slip of the tongue when he's old. Please don't mind, there is nothing."

Then Bedivere calmly showed his cards: "So, instead of worrying about each other, why don't we stay here for a while?"

Lixiang: "..."

The heroic spirit of Chaldea faintly roared unwillingly for this development:

"The knights of the round table are a bunch of pig hooves!!!"

The knights of the round table rushed to catch up, turning a sudden uncontrollable event into a rare opportunity.

This is the secret of successful people.

The so-called asking for others is not as good as asking for yourself, and the one who can help you is always yourself.

——The one who can help Saber himself must be Berserker himself.

The author has something to say:

Originally wanted to write something about the campus life of Heroic Spirit + School Girl + Lixiang + Roman

The result suddenly became a round table cross talk group

Thank you little angel Shenghan and little angel Langlanglang for mine!

I haven't thought about what to write next.

How about the author's collection to find out_(:3J∠)_