CHAPTER XXTIE Skaha

"So you're Lancer?" Arashi asked, standing on top of the tall building, overlooking the lower floors around her, to the girl beside her, who was fascinated by the scenery. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Details about the Immortal's profession automatically popped into his mind from the moment he summoned Skaha. No wonder when she asked Joan of Arc about it, she said that when the war began, she would naturally know that this was what she had said.

The so-called Lancer is a Heroic Spirit who wields a spear. There are also six classes, including Seber (Sword Knight), Archer (Bow Knight), Rider (Rider), Caste (Magician), Berserker (Berserker), Assassin (Assassin) and other classes. And what these Heroic Spirits are good at, just like their rank.

The bow hair was gently blown by the wind, and a few strands of hair that fluttered alone were pressed down by the girl's hands, and she turned to look at Skaha behind her, and smiled at Lan: "In terms of ability, Lan, it's no problem for you to call me such a rank." ā€

"And then?" Lan who sensed that there was something in the other party's words, simply asked directly.

"But you should know you're special!" Skaha said with an eyebrow raised, his hands folded behind his back, his toes lightly tapping on the fence of the high platform.

This is really a kaleidoscopic woman, Arashi has seen many women in Ziwen, Emilia's smile always reveals the tenderness and beauty of women, and Priscilla's smile always reminds people of thorny roses. And only Skaha's smile, when people feel the strong confidence in her heart, will unconsciously think of flowers blooming alone on the top of the mountain.

Confident, powerful, but lonely and lonely.

"The moment the contract was made, we shared each other's limited memories. So I know you, Arashi, that you're not from this world. Skaha spread out his palms in the wind, his back to the setting sun, "And I'm the only living Heroic Spirit." It is an existence that cannot be summoned by normal means. ā€

"All Heroic Spirits exist on Valhalla, and when they are summoned, they will be replaced with some of their memories in exchange for participating in the war. It's just me, Valhalla, can't do that. And most of the Immortals, I've fought against them in Valhalla. ā€

Listening to Skaha's words, Lan inexplicably rose up with a kind of 'sister is so awesome, sister is so spicy, come and kneel and lick', it really makes people don't know how to react.

"So......" Skaha, who jumped off the fence, clapped his palms, "There are actually eight people in this Holy Grail War. Except for those seven ranks, we are not allowed to appear as spoilers. Pretty much in line with who we are, doesn't it?"

"Definitely. Lan took a step back slightly, saying that the feeling of looking up at a person of the opposite sex was quite subtle, "It doesn't matter if there are six people, it doesn't matter if there are seven people, it won't change our purpose anyway." ā€

"For you wandering around, your wish is to go back to that place, and that's what makes me interesting. Skaha pursed his lips and smiled, his sly gaze seeming to pierce Arashi's thoughts once again.

This is probably the disadvantage of summoning a relatively intelligent Heroic Spirit, no matter what he is thinking, he can't seem to escape the other party's gaze. The queen, who has lived from the age of mythology to the present, really fulfilled the saying that I have eaten more salt than you have ever eaten rice.

"If you don't say goodbye properly, parting will become a thorn in the heart, and I hate that feeling. Lan squinted her eyes and looked at the sunset in the distance, and the light was not violent, so even if she looked at each other, it would not cause too much discomfort to her eyes.

"Say goodbye?"

"Well, that's all, what about your wishes?" Lan asked casually, but he didn't really care too much about the other party's answer. Or maybe he couldn't guess that this woman who voluntarily entered Valhalla had anything else to want in this life, and that everything in this world really meant anything to her?

"I don't have a wish that I want to fulfill with the Holy Grail...... That's fine. ā€

The answer is not surprising, but is there really not? Lan shrugged his shoulders casually and asked, "Then why are you willing to be summoned by me?" ā€

"Because you're special......" Skaha paused and smiled teasingly, "Stupid!!"

"Tsk. Arashi twitched her mouth twice, what a woman with a terrible personality, just like the disappeared Akidona. He frowned at the thought of the unpleasant person, and after stretching out, he said, "It's not early, let's go back." ā€

"Yes, let's go home. ā€

If there is a concept of having one more person in the family, Arashi thinks it depends on the person. If it's a man, it probably won't make much of a difference, at most it's just sitting on the couch with him and watching TV.

But it's more of a woman, which is especially embarrassing. Originally, Joan of Arc and the imp got together, and the family atmosphere was not too lively, but it exploded on the spot with the appearance of Skaha.

The result of the three women's play was that the family was completely turned upside down by Skahacher. This emotionally changeable woman, after showing Lan her cold, careless, dark-bellied, and hearty self-confidence, began to show a different influence.

How on earth did she manage to make a saint blush in a few words? Even a six-year-old girl did not escape her poisonous hands, whether this was the sinking of morality, or the loss of humanity, and it was really sad that people who lived in the same era as her.

Lan, who was silently hiding on the sofa watching TV, tried her best to pretend that she was an air, so as not to attract the attention of the other party, otherwise what could she do? Now she can't beat her, who makes her family more cowless than herself, hateful.

But soon Lan didn't have this leisure, and he got the errand to go out to buy wine. Well, that's right, the dignified swordsman was ordered by the queen to go out to buy wine, and the reason used was naturally a convincing reason such as 'how can there be no wine at the dinner party'.

Alas, I wish the Holy Grail War would end sooner.

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As night falls, the scenery becomes unimportant and everything in the world turns black.

Lan, who took the initiative to sleep on the narrow sofa, still couldn't get a good night's sleep after giving up the bunk. Arashi, who was hurriedly woken up by Skaha in the middle of sleep, looked at each other with a little puzzlement.

"What's wrong?"

"A guest came to the door. Skaha, who had changed into a suit, smiled and beckoned to Arashi, then walked to the window and looked out.

With a fierce alarm in his heart, Arashi quickly got up and walked to Skaha's side, following the other party's line of sight. It should be late at night, and a short figure hiding behind a statue in a shopping street not far away catches his eye.

Male, short-haired, about one meter five or six tall, and thin in size. After making a simple judgment, Arashi raised his doubts, although Skaha has a changeable temper, she is definitely not a woman without a purpose. This subtle trust has been built up in the midst of a playful day.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a few inopportune sounds to sound, followed by the movement of the store's roller shutter door being pulled up. Arashi saw an overly tall, strong man and walked over to the short figure.

"Is it a Heroic Spirit?" Arashi, who reacted immediately, asked Skaha, and then the other party nodded silently.

Lan, who got the answer, clenched his fists violently. He's annoyed, he's angry with himself. It was only a simple life for a year to let my alertness drop to such a degree, and after the enemy came to the neighborhood, he was still asleep. Damn......

"Bang. Flicking his bent fingertips between Lan's furrowed brows, Skaha immediately used his trick of the rivers and lakes - 'touch the head to kill'.

"The other party is a heroic spirit, Lan, don't underestimate it. And if Lan is too capable, being your servant (another name for Heroic Spirit) will give you a headache. ā€

"Yes. Lowered his voice in response, Arashi's gloomy expression did not know if he had accepted Skaha's comfort.

"How about it, Arashi, do you want to go up and go back to them?" Skaha smiled as the teacher threw out a multiple-choice question, waiting for his master's reply.

"The enemy has come to the door, and they still care so much? Arashi picked up the bamboo knife placed at the foot of the wall. At this moment, he immediately realized a problem, he should get the weapon he wanted.

But this time, before he could get annoyed, Skaha had grabbed his belt with one hand, kicked his feet, stepped on the window and flew out.

Skaha, what are you doing again! In my life, I was the only one who caught people like this.