Carl Winster's cooking skills are better than Elena's - relatively speaking. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, the assassin who is always alone can only take care of his own daily life, and he will slowly master the cooking skills. And in order to cope with the variety of terrain, especially the treacherous terrain that assassins often visit, it is hopeless to count on chefs and fast food. For example, on a small island with a tropical rainforest climate, there is not even a person, so you can't always bring a ration for ten days and half a month at any time, right?

This is a compulsory course for assassins, the science of survival in the wild, the power to be able to camouflage and hide oneself no matter what the environment, no matter how harsh the environment is.

Among them, cooking is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

Although Elena is also an assassin, she has no practical knowledge after all. She inherited the Einzberen family's knowledge of Emiya Kiritsugu, but before receiving the spell, she was simply tied to a pillar, whipped and tortured by magic, and survived in the dark.

Knowledge and technology are two different things.

However, as far as soaking noodles is concerned, the world-class celebrity chef and children make the same flavor, which makes Carl, who wants to show his hand, a little distressed. In the end, he could only give up his rather confrontational idea, and honestly waited for the hot water to soak the hard noodles softly.

Drip.

There was another sound in Elena's arms, and Carl smiled bitterly, "It doesn't have to be so precise. ”

Yes, only this kind of ignorant lady in a sturdy boulder castle would be so strict with the 3 minutes written in the manual, and every second is not bad.

"But, the instructions say, 180 seconds. ”

"Well, that's right. ”

Carl didn't know what to do with her, so he could only prevaricate casually while tearing open the lid of the noodle box, watching the white gas inside accompanied by an enticing fragrance. Ignoring nutrition and taste issues, Carl gulped down his vacant stamina.

Eat quickly, then quickly go to rest.

The life of an assassin is so tense and efficient.

"Well, before the enemy comes, we alternate rests. How about a 30-minute shift?"

Carl tried to suggest to Elena. Maybe it's obvious that although Elena has strong combat power in the assassination battle, she is still too immature in the degree of real planning of the assassination. Should be......

Carl frowned at the thought of this.

(I guess the light was given knowledge by Einzbellen.) ）

Considering this crazy family, this is not something incomprehensible. Probably, he found out that Elena was talented, so he forcibly taught her Emiya Kiritsugu's ability to use it. Although androids are very similar to humans, they are essentially [props] that can be mass-produced and adjusted like objects.

"30 minutes at a time? In that case, the assassin should have a minimum rest time of 3 or 4 hours, and the shifts are not too frequent, and considering the efficiency of sleep, I am afraid that it will consume more time than normal sleep......"

Elena shook her head and vetoed Karl's opinion. However, it was clear that he had come to seek cooperation, but Carl stood up reluctantly, his blonde hair and blue eyes pressed towards Elena, and he explained with a serious expression: "No, it is precisely for the sake of efficiency that I have to rest like this. ”

Elena had the right idea.

In order to maintain their physical strength, the assassins need to have enough rest after a fierce battle, and considering the magic of forced sleep, it takes more than 3 hours and less than 4 hours to replenish physical strength. If you are interrupted and rested every 30 minutes, insufficient sleep will bring more sleep time, and it may take 4 hours, or even 5 hours, to achieve the current 3-hour sleep quality and recover enough physical strength.

This is a common misconception among novice assassins.

Carl thought so.

It seems that he guessed correctly.

Elena is not the orthodox successor of Emiya Kiritsugu. She was indoctrinated by Einzberen, what they thought of as Emiya Kiritsugu's behavior.

Just like the first generation of magician killer experiments, the Magic Association just imposed what they thought was the image of Emiya Kiritsugu on those children, which directly led to the emergence of a group of wasters.

Vilvica had made so many mistakes before, and I have to say that it was directly related to her complete lack of understanding of how Emiya Kiritsugu's machine worked.

Carl thinks exactly the same as Elena.

But he just thought about it more.

Because, Elena's thoughts are purely from the perspective of [rest].

The sad truth is that the two could not confirm when the enemy would come.

Maybe in the next second, Vilvica flew in with a gossip disk. Maybe an hour from now.

If it really follows Elena's resting style, unless Vilvica doesn't attack the two for at least seven hours in the future, the two are bound to fight in a situation where at least one of them doesn't get enough rest.

Therefore, Karl will propose to rest every 30 minutes, so that the rotation cycle of rest has changed from a round of 7 hours to a round of 1 hour, although it takes 8 rounds and 9 rounds to restore the physical strength of the two to the peak, but in this way, as long as Vilvica comes to attack after 1 hour, both of them are bound to recover once, no matter how much their physical strength is restored, it is much stronger than fatigue to fight.

In other words, while efficiency has decreased, so has risk.

Elena listened to Carl's words and became more and more shocked.

To be honest, hearing Carl say this, she felt that it made sense, but she began to wonder why she hadn't taken it into account.

In the past, she just thought about how efficient she could be......

"Okay, then let's rest as you say. You go to sleep first, and change shifts after 30 minutes. ”

"Good. I understand. ”

Karl was not polite to her, went to the bedroom, lay on the bed with a big grin, did not even take off his clothes, and fell asleep. I guess he used a magic trick that would make his consciousness drift away.

I heard that Emiya Kiritsugu is very good at this kind of magic, which can allow him to enter the rest as quickly as possible, and also improve the quality of sleep enough.

Watching Carl fall asleep, Elena let out a rare sigh and sat on the sofa, stepped on her feet, didn't even take off her boots, and hugged her knees with both hands, she maintained this somewhat weak position, and pressed her cheeks to her knees.

Her sturdy bones pressed against her face through the smooth leather, giving Elena a sense of reassurance.

She used to think that she was Emiya Kiritsugu.

However, no.

Because......

That person is Emiya Kiritsugu.

Although in terms of strength, it is relatively strong on its own.

However, it has nothing to do with intensity.

He is not Emiya Kiritsugu, he is.

It has the inherent time control, has the origin bullet, and also has the experience of Emiya Kiritsuke......

But......

If you are not Emiya Kiritsugu......

So what are you?

In the first ten years of his life, why did he endure torture in such a cold place?

The value of one's own survival was vetoed by oneself at once.

There are too many things in my life that don't fit with Emiya Kiritsugu, so if I can't become Emiya Kiritsugu, what will I become?

Suddenly, Elena thought of her sisters.

She'd seen it once.

When she knew that she had become a Master and was going to participate in the Holy Grail War, she went to a place to make this magic dress that she now wears around her neck.

Where, the women who have exactly the same appearance as themselves, like broken dolls, are scattered in the space, stacked randomly.

Those people are the other substitutes for [Emiya Kiritsugu].

Elena wasn't the first android to vent on Einzbelen, and she couldn't be the last.

There she shaved off the hair of the women who looked exactly like herself. Maybe it's not the same as the time they broke down, right?

Some people are longer, some are shorter, some are smoother, and some have split ends.

Their expressions varied, some with round eyes, some with dark blood sticking to the corners of their mouths, some with serene expressions, and others with obvious signs of great pain before birth.

"If you can't, be one of them. ”

The Great Elder said.

In fact, the Einzberen family, which had suffered five defeats, had lost hope in the Holy Grail.

Whether it's the fourth time or the fifth time, I was obviously fully prepared, but the result is still ......

So, the reason why they let Elena go to war this time is simple.

It's best to win the Holy Grail.

If you can't get it, no one else will be able to get the Holy Grail.

Crazy obsession.

Elena pondered these questions quietly.

She understands everything, she understands everything.

It's just that she hasn't thought about it. Don't understand.

For her, the cold castle of Einzberem is an eternal prison, completely sealing Elena's life from beginning to end in the dark basalt, and she will never be able to live beyond it.

For a person who can never escape, hope is the most terrible thing.

If you haven't eaten good food, you won't feel how rough your daily food is.

If you haven't seen the sun, you won't feel how sad it is to be in the dark.

If there is no hope, there is no despair.

In order to survive in that horrible prison, she must give up hope.

Elena von Einzbelen does not exist.

There, it's Emiya Kiritsugu.

It was Emiya Kiritsugu who was scolded.

It was Emiya Kiritsugu who was beaten.

It was Emiya Kiritsugu who was killed.

Elena von Einzbelen does not exist. Therefore, she will not be scolded, nor beaten, nor killed.

Until......

She came to the outside of the castle.

Over here...... She vaguely found ...... If he wasn't Emiya Kiritsugu, it seems, he wouldn't have been hurt?

Emiya Kiritsugu won't like instant noodles and instant food.

Because of the reaction of the hot water, it takes at least 3 minutes for the food to become edible.

This was Carl's conclusion, and Elena couldn't agree more.

So...... Why is Elena so passionate about fast food?

Maybe it's fun.

Who finds it interesting?

I don't know......

But, it's just fun. It's just hot water, but after 3 minutes, the raw rice turns into rice, and the hard dough turns into soft noodles, and the smell comes out.

It's something you can't see in the castle of Einzberen.

It's something Elena has never seen in her life.

And also...... Probably ...... A few other details.

Like what...... Brush Fenrir's bristles.

I have to say, that's a very pointless thing.

For the Heroic Spirits, their physical condition is at their peak. Even if it's covered with dust or something, as long as it comes into contact with the spirit and then materializes, it will disappear. The wound is directly touching the spirit of the Heroic Spirit, so it will not disappear.

But if Fenrir had a wound on his body, there was no point in brushing it......

This is also Elena's self-satisfaction.

The feeling of longing for something to take care of.

I longed for it, combed out something, and let myself taste the feeling of taking care of people, this feeling.

Moreover, Fenrir's fur is long and soft, giving Elena the feeling of combing her companion's hair.

None of this is meaningless to Emiya Kiritsugu.

But...... Elena just wanted to do it.

Why?

She leaned her head on her knees harder, hoping to stabilize her mood and make her kneecaps a pillar of her will.

So...... Who am I?

If it weren't for Emiya Kiritsugu, I'd be ...... And what?

In her heart, she thought about these questions over and over again.

A life that lives to become a Kiritsugu Emiya, if you can't become a Kiritsugu Emiya, then ...... What else could she do?

Thinking about these questions, Elena buried her whole face in her knees.

"It's time for a shift. ”

Suddenly, Karl's voice came. Only then did Elena notice that she had unknowingly wasted 30 minutes of her time...... Fortunately, Vilvica didn't attack.

She nodded, put all this behind her, took turns with Carl, forcibly seized her will by magic, and fell into a deep sleep.