"Mother Fiore......"

The girl, with the common name of Western boys, threw herself on Fiore's body with a cheer, her small nose arching back and forth on Fiore's clothes, arching the otherwise smooth and obedient top into a mess, but Fiore was not angry at all, but gently rubbed Jack's little head with a doting smile.

Jack narrowed his eyes and continued to rub around, rubbing for a few moments before suddenly raising his head, his nose twitching near Fiore's neck.

"Well, it seems that not only Mother Fiore, but also Mother Joan of Arc. ”

"You ghost, you can smell it. Fiore didn't deny it, reaching out and flicking it on Jack's head.

"Because Jack's nose is very smart. Jack smiled and looked at Fiore expectantly.

The latter smiled helplessly, closed his eyes, and whispered, "It's your turn, change." ”

When she opened her eyes again, the female magician's whole temperament changed. If she was like a saint before, then now she is a real saint, without the slightest temperament that a magician should have, and her noble and awe-inspiring posture makes ordinary people ashamed of themselves.

Of course, little Jack is not included among these ordinary people. She didn't care if it was a magician or a saint in front of her, she only knew that it was her mother, and it was a mess to hug her.

"Mother Joan of Arc, it's really Mother ...... Joan of Arc"

"It's me, Jack. It was the same mouth, but the voice was much lower, "Can you tell me why you're here." Fiore and I should be the only ones who came to this world, so why did your job agent become an Assassin?"

"Because Jack isn't the original Jack. Little Jack explained.

"Can you elaborate on that, I don't understand what you say. ”

"Then let me explain, our situation is much more complicated than which side of you are. ”

A third person's voice rang out in the empty fast-food restaurant, still a woman. The clothes on her body are the same style as Joan of Arc or Fiore, but when worn on her, there is a black attraction, which can arouse a certain primitive desire of men.

Joan of Arc lowered little Jack and looked up to meet the new woman.

"You're here too, Lingxia. ”

"Not here, to be exact. The woman shook her head, then stretched out her finger and pointed behind her, "A few words are not clear, let's go inside and say." Jack, close the door, and go and move the innermost box out of the cold storage and cook a big meal for Joan of Arc and Fiore's mother. ”

"Okay, Mom. ”

Jack closed the door as fast as he could, playing with a knife that he had found out of nowhere, and ran to the back kitchen.

Seeing Jack's skillful appearance, the doubts on Joan of Arc's face grew thicker and thicker.

"You...... Know we're coming?"

"I'm not sure, but I know that with your character, you won't miss the Holy Grail War. There is only one church in Fuyuki City, so there is a best chance of seeing you in this area. I don't know if you noticed, but the sign of the store is Jack's favorite hamburger steak. ”

"You're still so wise. Joan of Arc praised, "But don't cook a big meal, we have limited time, and we have a few friends waiting for us to buy groceries and go back to cook." ”

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a while, but you can actually cook?" Lingxia laughed, "I don't know if the food you cook is not as delicious as Jack's big meal." ”

"Lingxia, don't make fun of me. As soon as the style of painting changed, the saint turned back into a female magician, and it was obvious that this joke was aimed at her - Joan of Arc was born as a peasant girl, how could she not be able to cook?

"Well, I'll let you go for now. But we finally met and can't let you go back so soon. Well, what are you going to do, tell me, I'll get Jack ready to bring it back for you, and it will take the same amount of time anyway. ”

Fiore agreed.

"Well, that's it. ”

"Report the menu. ”

"Meat, curry, mapo tofu. ”

“…… Your friend's hobbies are really chic, Indian, Chinese, and that meat requirement...... Isn't it too broad. ”

Lingxia's speech resonated with Fiore.

"I think so too. ”

"If you want meat, make a hamburger steak, with your portion, and another curry sauce, mapo tofu can't be made at this time, why don't you get something else spicy instead?"

"Listen to you. ”

"Alright, that's it—Jack, let's get to work. ”

"Oh, Mom, burger steak, burger steak ......"

Jack agreed loudly, humming a song merrily, and reaching open the sliding door of the cupboard, where there were all kinds of knives, and there were more than a dozen kinds of knives.

Then, the kitchen was filled with the sound of cold light and the sound of various things being chopped.

In the lounge, which is only separated by a wall, the sighs or exclamations of women can be heard from time to time.

One mile and one outside, there is an inexplicable sense of harmony between the inside and outside, as if it is a strange sonata.

……

Fiore's old friends got together and had a good conversation, and the three members of the church were uncomfortable.

Especially Liz Baifei, who is hungry, she is simply a negative energy transmitter, constantly shouting "so hungry" and "why haven't you come back" is like the embodiment of "gluttony", one of the seven deadly sins.

Well, it's an exaggeration to say that, but given that Sheyer and Karen, who weren't very hungry in the first place, just screamed at her and their stomachs growled, it was normal for these two non-mainstream nuns to complain.

However, the two of them couldn't go out casually in order to hide, so they had no choice but to complain about why Fiore was so slow, whether all the nearby stores were closed, and hid in the basement.

It was also at this time that the data displayed on the "Spirit Weapon Disk" changed.

The color of one of the rides changed from white to dull gray, which was the color that symbolized death.

Seeing this, Hierre sighed with emotion: "It's another ride, I don't know if it's because there are too many servants participating in the war, or if the Holy Grail War was originally so fierce - is the so-called almighty wishing machine really so magical?"

"I don't know. Karen shook her head expressionlessly, "But this rider is not necessarily out, his state is not Berserker's death, but near-death." ”

"Near-death?" "Near-death," Hierre looked up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the display bar that had just dimmed, "It's indeed near-death, how can this be? According to Miss Fioret, the spirit disc will only show life or death, how can it be ......"

"It may be the special ability of the servant, or it may be the particularity of the job agency. The extra job placement that has never appeared, even the name is false, and it may blur the concept of life and death. ”

Karen raised her hand as she spoke, pointing to the side of the "Spirit Plate", the gray job name was "Faker".