As winter turns to spring, new beginnings are looming in the days when the snow melts, but the cold weather does not subside. The monsoon wind blowing from the sea www.biquge.info always gives people the illusion of a blunt knife scraping their faces. But tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, it will be a sunny and bright spring day.

In order to pray for such a day to come sooner, Sakura, who has officially entered elementary school, hung a sunny doll in front of the window. Compared to her last year, now this little ghost has begun to look forward to the arrival of good things as soon as possible, which can be regarded as a good change.

As for Arashi, he didn't have any particularly gratifying changes in this year. It can be summed up in one sentence, that is, the process of running to get back what was lost. For example, the power that was taken away, such as height.

After eating the violent dishes made by Joan of Arc for a whole year, Arashi, who insisted on exercising, was finally gratifying and almost equal to the other party in terms of height. The reason why it is used is similar is because Joan of Arc's net height is 159, while Arashi's current height is 158.5.

Although it will still make people feel sad numbers, but after all, it is a good thing, originally such a height should have been possessed by Arashi at the age of 16.

The middle of March, a normal Wednesday of the week, is not a special day. After sending Kirizakura Sakura to school in the morning, Arashi took Joan of Arc to the Amakusa Dokan to begin the routine training.

Ever since discovering Joan of Arc's power last year, Arashi has asked her opponent to fight her once a day to prepare for future battles in the Heroic Spirits.

But in terms of the results, it is not very satisfactory, Joan of Arc's marksmanship is wide open and close, and he can always keep himself airtight. This girl seems to have a God-favored instinct when it comes to defense, and no matter what kind of emptiness she is caught by Arashi, she can always resist Arashi's sword skills before danger occurs.

And in this way, in the end, he often becomes Lan who has exhausted his means, and after he is exhausted, he is shot by Joan of Arc, who is calm and relaxed. The difference is only the length of time Lan insists on each time, and if you want to describe it in one sentence, it is probably that there is no ploughed land, only tired cattle are the most appropriate.

Once again, Lan had no choice but to sit on the smooth floor of the dojo, and the sweat dripping from his cheeks fell on the black trouser legs, blurring a cyan mark.

"No matter how many times you watch it, Arashi-sama's sword skills are so fascinating. Joan of Arc, who had just reached the warm-up level, held the spear in the palm of her hand and praised the young man in front of her. Today, she chose a white dress, and she looks quite heroic.

"After all, the strength is too poor. Lan, who was not used to self-deception, shook her head frankly, "How much did you use this time?"

Joan of Arc, who understood the question, tilted his head slightly, and then stretched out his hand seriously and gestured, "I have more than half of my strength." ”

"Don't go out of your way to get me under the stairs, I'm not as fragile as you think. Standing up with her hands on the floor, Arashi patted the corner of her clothes. In his heart, he compared each other's strength levels, and he could be regarded as having a general and intuitive understanding of the combat effectiveness of the Heroic Spirit. In his heyday, he should have more than sixty percent chance of winning against the heroic spirit who does not liberate the treasure.

But it's a pity that there is not much point in discussing this now, there is no need to be nostalgic for the power that has been taken away, and the enemy will not say anything when the battle takes place.

Thinking of this, Lan put the bamboo knife in his hand back on the shelf, turned back to Joan of Arc and said, "You go back first to prepare for the call of the night, and then I will exercise." ”

"Understood, Arashi-sama. Joan of Arc nodded earnestly, and then her body disappeared in place. This is a unique spirit incarnation of Heroic Spirits, which can hide from the sight of normal people. Joan of Arc, who acts alone, often uses this method to avoid unnecessary trouble.

After the girl left, in the quiet dojo, Lan who simply cleaned up the floor, took advantage of this free time to start personal special training. In any case, at the beginning of the war, you must find a way to restore yourself a little more strength.

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The time is approaching late at night, and under the black and cyan sky, the stars are dazzling and shining. Arashi stood in the living room of her apartment, holding a small piece of black gauze in her hand. For the Heroic Spirits that can be summoned with this thing, Arashi can only hope that the other party is a reliable helper. Although the faint feeling in his heart told him that the other party might be a troublesome guy.

Joan of Arc, who had already coaxed the little ghost to sleep, was sitting opposite him at the moment, and the clothes on his body had rarely changed to a blue and white knight's suit, and the skirt that hung down above the knees made the snow-white skin more attractive while covering the graceful thighs of women.

As the scheduled summoning time drew closer, Arashi circled around the magic circle carved into the floor as if confirmed. As for the messy symbols engraved on it, he couldn't understand it at all. It's just that the irritability that floated from somewhere in his heart made him a little restless.

If you want to describe this feeling, it is like a husband waiting for his wife to give birth, cramped and uneasy outside the delivery room. But the problem is that Lan, who has never seen strong winds and waves, feels that it is impossible for him to have such emotions.

Joan of Arc's explanation for Arashi's situation is due to the influence of the Heroic Spirit. Well, it sounds quite bluffing, a guy who has never appeared or seen can affect his mood.

"Will everyone who summons the Heroic Spirit become like me?" Arashi, who had a strange face, still couldn't believe it.

"Ahem. With an embarrassed cough, Joan of Arc said to Arashi, "It's because Lan-sama's heroic spirit is too special. ”

"Special?!" Arashi emphasized the word again, words like this often mean trouble as well, "Listen to your tone, it seems that you still know her?"

"When I was summoned to this world by the Holy Grail, I met her once. Lowering his head a little weakly, Joan of Arc quickly changed the subject, "Please rest assured, Lord Lan, your Heroic Spirit is a very powerful existence. ”

"Hopefully, as long as it's not too much of a hassle. Lan waved his hand a little irritably, but it made the black corner of his left hand more conspicuous, which suddenly made his mood even more irritable.

"It's time, Arashi-sama. ”

The words that came out of Joan of Arc's mouth made Arashi breathe a long sigh of relief. He could finally see who the Heroic Spirit who had been harassing his mood since today!!

With his right hand, he pulled out the dagger specially bought from his waist, and Lan who held it stabbed it on the back of his left hand without hesitation, and the blood that immediately flowed out flowed down his fingertips and the corners of his palms, dripping little by little into the magic array under his feet.

This is the method that Joan of Arc has come up with, for Arashi, who has neither magic nor magic skills, it is impossible to summon the Heroic Spirit by normal means, no matter how special his Heroic Spirit form is. For a person like Lan who does not belong to this world, it is simply a fool's dream to get the ownership of the Heroic Spirit without paying any price.

So instead of the magic of building bridges, Arashi sacrificed his own blood as a medium for summoning. This theory is based on the fact that magic is in everyone's blood, but magicians know how to use this power better.

Well, this is the second bluff Arashi heard today. If it was something like Dracula that was summoned, he would probably be able to understand the condition that blood could replace magic.

But boring thoughts don't need to be mentioned at this moment, Lan who squinted his eyes stared at the magic array under his feet, and after his blood dripped on it, it began to flow automatically as if it had life, and the blood that began to flow from his left hand was also gathering more and more in the magic array.

"It's okay to keep flowing like this, don't you need to chant some incantation or anything?" Lan felt that he must have been driven crazy by that heroic spirit, otherwise how could he, who was so quiet and silent, say such idiotic words.

"Yes. Joan of Arc, who was also a little speechless, nodded a little awkwardly, "Your Heroic Spirit is not in Valhalla, and ordinary spells can't summon her." ”

Arashi's eyes widened, my spirit wasn't on that seat? Why are you trying to bluff me again! Hey, little girl, you weren't like that when we first met.

But before Arashi could speak, a hurricane suddenly rose from the magic circle to draw his attention, and the blue light shone wildly in the curtained living room, and a faint figure could be seen.

The panic lasted only a short time, and the violent wind, the dazzling light, and the clutter of the living room finally disappeared.

The girl who appeared in front of her, before she could let Lan see clearly, took a step in front of him, and the girl stretched out her left hand through his waist, and then pulled his body into her arms with a little force.

The girl who hooked Arashi's chin with her other hand stared at the person in her arms with her red pupils like jewels. Then she opened her lips lightly and said with a smile: "Skaha, who is from the Shadow Country, I can call you master, right? Or do you prefer a more special title? En~boy." ”