"It was a great fight. He is one of Allemagne's premier heroes. (Allemagne, or "Germany" in French, Joan of Arc, the French saint, speaks French normally, but it can be seen that the world does not speak Japanese entirely.) ）

In the face of Ruler's appreciation, Black Saber bowed his head wordlessly.

"It's just Saber, what about me, my battle isn't exciting?" Shinji blinked his eyes, as if to say - praise me, praise me.

Although Joan of Arc was taught Shinji mathematics, she did not mean to be partial.

"Your battles are also exciting, but there is still a certain gap compared to Saber. ”

"That's a good review either. ”

Shinji was quite satisfied with this evaluation, and he patted Siegfried on the shoulder and smiled.

"It's normal to be worse than Phineas, Phineas is the number one warrior in Northern Europe, a real hero. Feige real masters~Feige heroes~"

Speaking of the back, Shinji actually sang.

Gold glared at the Black Assassin, unconsciously turning him into a party with Alstorfo, who had "evaporated reason". Although after a period of reflection, he felt that there was some truth in the Assassin's words, but it was difficult for him to associate the stupid guy in front of him with the oppressive image just now.

After glaring for a while, Gold regretfully realized that the other party did not eat this set at all, and could only regain his spirits and face the ruler again.

"Adjudicator, would you like to walk with us after this, and if you plan to oversee this battle in Tulliface next, then staying in the city of Mirenia in my Thousand Trees should be a good choice. ”

With a gesture, Gold's black Mercedes-Benz sedan parked in the distance quickly drove up and stopped on the side of the road.

"No, it's not fair. My detection ability is dozens of times that of ordinary servants, and no matter where the battle is taking place in Tulifas, I can rush there immediately, so don't worry. ”

Ruler mercilessly refused. This Holy Grail War is an unprecedented war in which the two forces collide with each other, and no one can take sides in any way, even if it is only superficial.

"Let's go, Saber. ”

There was indeed a suppressed unhappiness in Gold's voice. His purpose was obvious, it was to secure the Ruler in the first place. Unexpectedly, he was disrupted by the red lancer. Even if you want to use the power of the black saber to subdue the ruler, it will be too late. Gold was a magician. He's not stupid enough to let Servants fight in broad daylight - and the Assassin who is always unsure of his attitude.

"Assassin, are you going back with us, or will you continue to escort the ruler?"

"I'll go with you, there won't be any more Red Servants against the Ruler before dark, and I'm done with what I need to do. Shinji said as he pulled the car door.

"Wait, wait, your bag. Joan of Arc reminded.

Shinji carried a backpack when he saw Joan of Arc, and put it in a hidden place with Joan of Arc's luggage before entering the battlefield.

"I've got you, it's my supper, but now that it's dawn, I'm going back to breakfast with my master. If you don't dislike it, think of it as your breakfast, I guess you're hungry too. If you don't want it, just throw it away. Also, remember to do the homework I left, I'll come and check it when I'm free!"

With the roar of the engine, the Mercedes sedan drove towards the city of Mirenia under the control of the android driver, and Shinji and Gold's taunts could be faintly heard through the rolled down windows.

"Are you stupid?assassin, the Servant only needs to have enough mana supply, not food. ”

"It's you who is stupid, you don't understand the simple truth that food can make people happy. I've told you, although the way of existence is special, the Servant is still human in nature. ”

"What's that homework?"

"I won't tell you. ”

"You ——!"

The sound grew farther and farther until it was gone.

Joan of Arc looked again at the intertwined traces of the two men's battle. The traces are too scattered and disorderly, and there is no fixed directionality.

It wasn't damage with the intent to destroy something, but it proved that it was just a mere aftermath of the battle. That's right, with a single blow, the sign on the highway was cut off and a crater like a meteorite had fallen.

It's not an elevated road, thank goodness. Joan of Arc thought.

If that's the case, it won't collapse because it can't withstand their trampling, of course, the servant can't die because of this, but the reconstruction of the elevated road will take a long time. That's a bit of a shame.

Overall, Black and Red's first Slave ended in a draw. Neither side was seriously injured or consumed a lot of mana, it was just an easy skirmish.

However, this is already the case with mere outpost warfare.

As the war intensifies, servants and masters who want to cheat will also appear. Himself, was Joan of Arc summoned to spy on her?

I can't say "no" to myself, but I also have a hazy feeling that I can't believe honestly. Either way, there was something "different" about this Holy Grail War, something inside the girl whispered.

"Thinking about it now doesn't help. Either way, you have to give it your all. ”

Ruler clenched his fists and declared it alone. Obviously, the morning sun has risen, but she is still wearing armor, which makes her feel inexplicably ashamed. She hurriedly released the armor woven by magic, changed back into her original private clothes, and walked to the place where she had placed her luggage earlier.

There, black handbags and backpacks sit side by side.

Joan of Arc opened her (Leticia's) handbag, took out a black notebook, and looked at the half of Shinji's handwritten exercises, feeling a pang of bitterness.

It took half an hour to make one page before, and these more than 20 pages are going to be done, alas~.

In this way, Joan of Arc is still very serious and hardworking, and loves to learn, and she has no concept of asking someone to write for her at all, or not writing at all.

I have to say, what a good student, but a little stupid.

Shaking his head and shaking off the stress of the exercise, Joan of Arc pulled Shinji's backpack open, which contained sandwiches wrapped in grocery bags, vegetable salad in boxes, local milk in glass bottles, and snacks that could not be named.

"It's too rich, isn't it? ”

Even though she learned about modern life through Leticia, Joan of Arc, who was born as a village girl, still felt that Shinji was too luxurious.

It's all a late-night supper, so how exaggerated must the meal be? Although the Assassin doesn't want it, should he really enjoy these "extravagant things"?

In the midst of hesitation, the protest of "gurgling" in the stomach became the last weight that overwhelmed the scales.

"Thank the Lord for giving us food. ”

Joan of Arc picked up the sandwich and gently bit down on a corner.

The fluffiness of the bread, the crispness of the vegetables, the tenderness of the ham, and the sweetness of the jam are mixed in the mouth, giving Joan of Arc a pleasure that she never had before in her lifetime.

"It's delicious. ”

......

Eating half of the food from her backpack in one go, Joan of Arc pressed her lower abdomen contentedly.

"It's much more comfortable now......"

Suddenly, her body shuddered, and her blue eyes looked in the direction Shinji had left.

"Did he see my abnormality and leave me these things?...... Forget it, it's nothing to be seen, it's not too early, it's time to head to Tullyface. ”

Under the thin purple sky, the girl picked up her bag and set off again.