The most peculiar reactions were Dr. Hartres and the Shadow Warrior.

Dr. Hatteres is the Master, and the Shadow Warrior is the Servant, and both have the privileges conferred by the Holy Grail. In the eyes of others, it is nothing more than Shinji's strength is not like a human being, and he has a mystery beyond magic, but in their eyes, it is a different scene.

"That's ...... Phantasm?"

Hatress could clearly feel the Reiko wrapped around Shinji, the most basic element that made up the Servant's body.

"It is indeed a treasure, probably a higher level than my 'Hecatic heel'. ”

The shadow warrior's voice was not loud, and he seemed to be a little lacking in energy. Even so, it was heard by Loreleia, who was the closest and strictly guarded, and Her Majesty's face suddenly changed, and her tone became hurried.

"Noble Phantasm...... Are you sure?"

The moment she spoke, she thought a lot.

Why is it that in the Far East, which is known as a magic desert, a family with little reputation can give birth to a genius that can not be inferior to itself.

Why does he hold so many secret treasures and run around the world with them? You must know that even the oldest Barsermelo family usually locks the secret treasures in the deepest part of the family treasure house, and only takes them when they need them.

Why, he was able to come up with the lost rune system?

At one point, she thought that her teacher, the Queen of the Shadow Nation, who had lived from the gods to the present day, would be able to explain it all.

But now, she found a new question—the matter of Queen Skaha's disciple was strange in itself. Since the end of the god dynasty and the beginning of the elven era, I have never heard of that queen accepting disciples again.

I thought it was the Barsermelo family who didn't get the information, but compared with Shin Er's theory that the gods descended from the heroic spirit, it was obviously the latter who was more likely.

"I'm a servant, and I can't be mistaken. ”

The Shadow Warrior's voice was still soft, but it was as unshakable as her warrior's soul.

Noble Phantasm is the sublimation of the legend of the Heroic Spirit, a part of the Servant, and anyone may not know the Treasure, only the Servant will not.

"That boy is also a servant?"

Hatress looked at Shinji with a little more different meaning in his eyes.

"No, his body is undoubtedly human, although there are mysteries that do not belong to modern times, but there is no doubt that he is human - what the hell is ...... Is it the Holy Grail? Although it is not a universal wishing machine, since it is called the Holy Grail, it must also have the ability to fulfill wishes of a certain scale, and it is not impossible to give a second life to the servant. ”

"That's wrong, Shinji, he's not a servant. ”

Elquit spoke suddenly, his tone of voice revealing reason.

"Oh, why do you say that?" asked Hatres.

"No, no, no why. ”

"It's hard to be convinced. ”

"Why should I convince anybody else?

It was still a natural answer, just like the laws of nature, but humans as creatures could not accept it without a reasonable reason, even if it was the laws of nature, so Hartres obviously did not believe it.

This is, and someone has joined the discussion, and it is Weber.

"I'll tell you why. ”

"I want to hear about it. ”

"His upbringing is well documented, from childhood to adulthood, from Japan to the UK. ”

"Resumes can be faked, and Barserhero has the best say in that. ”

Loreleia didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"Experiences can be faked, but what about my own experiences? I knew him 10 years ago, when he was seven years old. Even though we don't see each other many times a year, I can see him grow every time – both physically and mentally. He has paid a lot to get to where he is today. Everyone who knows him well can see this, and you wouldn't say that this is also a forgery. ”

"It's ......," Hatress was speechless.

"This really can't be faked. Loreleia sighed, a wave of guilt welling up in her heart.

Yes, Weber knew him earlier, but he didn't know him too late. And he has been helping himself work for the past few years, and he spends more time in the Law and Political Science Department than in the Modern Magic Department, and the two will also regularly practice against each other, winning and losing each other.

Thinking back to that encounter in the underground workshop, at that time she was only the alternate heir of the family, and did not inherit the seal, although he was disguised, his speech and battle were still a lot jerky, far less mature than now.

In the past five years, he has grown a lot, why shouldn't he?

As a companion who grew up with him, he should know this best, and yet, however, he was suspicious of him.

Heroic spirits, or heroes, must have gone through all kinds of tribulations, and their minds, skills, and bodies have reached a considerable height, and such an existence may still have room to grow after getting a second life, but it is impossible to reproduce the process of starting from scratch and starting from scratch again.

And Shinji, like all teenagers and girls, has such a gradual process, which is stronger than any theory or doubt.

If the stupid-looking True Ancestor doesn't mention it for the time being, what will the other girls around him think? Will they doubt him as much as they do?

Thinking about it like this, Loreleia's heart suddenly became panicked - herself, what's wrong?

On the other hand, Hartres accepted Webb's claims, but he found new problems.

"How do humans possess such a mystery as the Noble Phantasm, which is exclusive to the Servant? ”

"Master, you can give it a try. The Shadow Warrior said expressionlessly.

"Forget it, you can't waste a spell on such an illusory thing. If we do, our relationship will be very dangerous, and I always feel that there are other secrets hidden in this young man's body, maybe it can shock the entire Magic Association, right?"

In the last sentence, Hatress raised his voice, consciously or unconsciously, so that everyone on the train could hear it clearly, and along with the voice, the seed called greed was spread.

"Oh, what will it be? What surprises will there be next? I'm really looking forward to it. ”

The demonic red-haired man still maintained a soft smile, his eyes fixed on the high platform made of rafters at the top of the steel forest.

There, a bare and upper-body young man, holding his right shoulder with his left hand, stretched his right hand forward, his five fingers spread, and words in his mouth.

"I am the bone of my Nail."

"Steel is my body,and fire is my blood." ）”

"I have created over a thousand blades. ）”

Unknon to knon to Life. ）”

"Have ithstood pain to impale many enemies. ）”

"Yet, those hands ill never hold anything. ）”

So as I pray, Unlimited Nail orks. ）”