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"I see! What a ...... Reliable! Andrei couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart. Sure enough, it is an ancient family with foresight, and you can find such a usable person just by arranging it at random, and the knowledge of yourself and others is still too short-sighted. And the other party used himself and others as chess pieces, he didn't care, and he couldn't care, after all, the difference between the two sides was too great.

"So, what do you need us to do?" Without any hesitation, Andre immediately showed his attitude, and Patrina next to him seemed to hesitate, but finally lowered her head. As for the possibility of Claude's fraud, it did not appear in their consciousness at all, after all, it was almost equivalent to stepping into a coffin.

As if anticipating his reaction, Claude put his hand on his shoulder and said softly: "Mr. Andre don't have to be restrained, I'm just a mercenary now, and you are a member of the noble Magic Association, so I have to rely on you more in the future." We'll have a surprise attack tomorrow night, and if it succeeds, the biggest obstacle in the city will no longer be a problem. ”

"Oh? Have you figured out the situation here? Sure enough! Andrei was impressed by the confidence of the other party and did not hesitate to praise himself.

"It's just that I want to see your Servant, after all, we don't know each other well yet, which is not conducive to tomorrow's battle." Claude reminded.

After just a little thought, André snapped his fingers, and a silver glow appeared behind him, and a heroic young girl knight slowly appeared from it, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a silver-armored spear, it was the sword Lancer Percival who fought with Nezha last night.

Behind the young Patrina stood a knight with a stern expression, his long dark purple hair adding to his majesty, and although he did not hold the iconic greatsword in his hand, there was no doubt that it was Saber Lancelot, the sword that had faced the Holy Grail Lancer last night. The silver-armored girl knight couldn't help but peek over this side with a red face, but when she met Lancelot's serious gaze, she immediately panicked, and hurriedly turned her head to hide her embarrassment, not seeing Lancelot's troubled look.

Claude's eyes widened instantly, but then they returned to normal and his smile became even brighter.

"It's outstanding! Although I knew that you were excellent magicians, I didn't expect to reach such a level. Two Lancers and one Saber! The three of them actually summoned the Servant of the Three Knights, and it seems that there is no suspense in this war. Of course, for our own safety, we still have to be cautious and use as much strategy as possible to win. Claude sighed and didn't forget to remind him, and Andre couldn't help but nod.

"You've seen my Archer, too, but I'll disguise myself in front of outsiders to disguise my Master, which will help me carry out my plans. I'll try to get another helper tomorrow, and then we'll be even more sure......"

In the dark night, the hand-to-hand fight between Archer and Lancer continues, but the spark of conspiracy has been spread into the dark night, waiting for the roar to come.

In a villa in the city, the headmaster sits in a comfortable boss's chair, his hair graying, but his eyes shine with a stern and even snarky light, which shoots straight at the body of the Holy Grail Archer, the young girl Confucius.

"Archer, do you know what it cost me to get your relics? My belongings are almost wiped out because of this, and I owe more than one big favor! And you? Are you worthy of all this I have done? Obviously holding a bow and arrow, why is he a scholar! The headmaster slammed the table hard at the point of annoyance, and his old arm trembled uncontrollably.

"A gentleman regards archery as one of the six arts, and my bowing skills will not be worse than any Archer." Looking at the somewhat out-of-control Master, Archer didn't make a fierce defense, just whispered. But even such a defense seemed to the headmaster to be a mockery of him, and he stood up sharply, glared at the other party's stubborn expression, and gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm not in the mood to listen to you brag here, if you really have the ability, why don't you just kill that old fat man outside as I said! I really don't understand what you're thinking! Do you think that if you let them go now, they will let us go in the future? What a sinister and shameless old fat man, I know better than you! Don't think that if I give such an order, I will be ruthless, and when he makes a move, you will know what is really ruthless, but then we will not have a chance! ”

As if thinking of something, the principal's mood suddenly became extremely restless, he waved his arms vigorously, as if to drive something terrible away from his eyes, and finally panted on the boss's desk, and whispered: "The old man had such a fateful friendship with him back then!" It's not the same death at his hands...... In the end, there was only one kid left in the family, and he grew so big in the gutter...... I still have grandchildren and grandchildren, how can I let them suffer like that! ”

As if he had finally made up his mind, the headmaster looked at Archer with a twisted and crazy look in his eyes.

"You! From now on, everything has to listen to me, if you really have the ability, find a chance to kill that old fat man's servant! ”

Archer looked at his ugliness and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Master. I forgot to tell you that I didn't mean to fight for the central axis of the earth in the first place. I only want to realize a society of great harmony, and the first step is to reform education. Time is running out, I still have a lot to do, I hope you will understand. ”

The gray-haired headmaster looked at her in amazement, and then smiled incomprehensibly, as if he had heard some joke.

"You say Datong Society? Reforming education? Hahaha! Do you think you are Confucius? Let me tell you, even if Confucius is reincarnated, he will have to be like us! The world is rotten to the bone, and no one can save it! What a saint, it's all ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a magic bullet condensed by magic power flew past his face, blasting the glass behind him into powder.

"Hopefully this will calm you down. Also, please don't impose your own state on the whole world. Bye. Archer put away his longbow and turned around to walk out the door.