"Hahaha......

With a bright laugh, a cyan figure appeared in the originally empty corridor.

It was a grim figure with two spears in hand, and his teal, flexible suit showed off his sleek physique. Needless to say, he is the Heroic Spirit of the Throne of Guns.

"Indeed, since the lady has already sent out the invitation, it would be rude for a man not to express it......

Ying Ling's attitude was not unchic, he held his two guns in a relaxed but unrelenting posture, and said to Yonglin.

"But—Your Excellency is not a warrior, is you?"

The breathtaking vindictive spirit shook the air, but it didn't detract from the beauty of the Heroic Spirit. Although he doesn't look fierce, he is a good fighter.

On the other hand, Yonglin was not overwhelmed by the other party's momentum. She narrowed her long, light gray eyes and examined the Heroic Spirit with a cold gaze.

"I'm not a warrior. But I don't fail because of that, and of course I don't fail because of your handsome face, you can rest assured, Lancer."

Yonglin's words are close to sarcasm, and they can only be described as mean.

Yujiro on the side frowned when he heard this, because he could indeed hear her contempt for the heroic spirit in front of him from Yonglin's voice. However, this kind of Yonglin is really far from the gentle elder who is always kind and smiling in Yujiro's impression. And Yujiro didn't understand why she was so disgusted with this heroic spirit.

If you look closely, Yujiro finds that the other party is indeed a beautiful man, and he is indeed majestic and beautiful. And not only that, his eyes are sharp and clear, it can be said that he does not have any desires, and if he has to say it, only the high-spirited fighting spirit exists in his eyes.

It's not for profit, it's not for fame, it's just a fighting spirit that exists for the sake of fighting with all its might. For such an opponent, Yujiro generally pays tribute. In fact, he didn't see where this heroic spirit had caused Yonglin to speak ill of him.

Just as he was wondering, the Heroic Spirit of the Gun Seat laughed.

It was a smile with a hint of self-deprecation and pathos...... It's an exaggeration to say it's bitter, but the melancholy in it is something that no one can see.

Even if he suffers bad words, he still maintains a considerable demeanor, at least in terms of temperament, Lancer's heroic name can be said to be well deserved. And that gloomy smile did not make his appearance a bitter one, but showed his gentle and hesitant masculine charm even more. It seems that he is well suited to this kind of expression with a little sadness.

"I'm sorry, but it's like a curse to me, and it's the source of the tragedy. I don't have a way to stop it, so if it upsets you, please accept my apologies here."

Lancer asserts his innocence in a calm voice. And in fact, he didn't lie either.

Although the fairy of youth gave him the magic that no woman could refuse his love, this magic brought him nothing but misfortune in the end. The stigma of betraying the lord, the corpses of his companions and his own death. How much did the love mole lancer really give?

If you think about it, that's a question he can't answer. He may have lost more than he gained, but he was certain that he never regretted it.

Even if you die in the prime of your youth and are framed by the monarch, you don't need to resent anything. Because in the end, all he wants is to be able to spend his life as a knight.

"Even if you tell the truth, don't expect me to show mercy in battle. lancer。」

Although he was still ruthless, perhaps moved by Lancer's sincere attitude, Yonglin's expression finally eased a little.

On the other hand, Yujiro, who was standing next to Yongrin, was still confused. This unexplained conversation made him feel as heavy as a fly.

「…… No, Caster, what the hell are you talking about?"

Due to the consideration of secrecy, Yujiro did not directly call Yonglin by his name when he spoke, but referred to him as a job agent.

To Yujiro's question, Lancer just shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile. Yonglin replied bluntly.

"Lancer has been unleashing the magic of seducing women, Master, you're a man, so it's not affected, and I'm a Heroic Spirit with a lot more magic than ordinary people. But if it's an ordinary woman, I'm afraid that the first time I see Lancer, I can't help but fall in love with him."

Hearing such an explanation, Yujiro finally came to his senses.

For Yonglin, who can resist the magic of charm, Lancer's behavior is simply equivalent to an insult. Fortunately, this phenomenon itself is an unconscious behavior that cannot be suppressed, and it can be somewhat understood.

All in all, the reason for Yongrin's unusual attitude Yujiro has already understood. However, after listening to Yonglin's explanation, he couldn't help but look deeply at Lancer again. In the end, a conclusion was reached.

"I think...... Even if he doesn't have this magic to charm women, other women will easily fall in love with him because of his appearance. caster。」

The young man's words made Lancer smile bitterly again, and also made Yonglin's willow eyebrows raise upward.

"It's hard to say. In my opinion, Master, you are not inferior to Lancer in appearance, but ask yourself, are you usually popular with women?"

The so-called hit the nail on the head is nothing more than this. Recalling his past relationships, Yujiro's answer could only be two words.

"Nope."

Isn't that the end of it---although she didn't say it directly, Yonglin's leisurely hand-spreading behavior has completely expressed her inner thoughts.

「……」

Lancer watched the interaction between the two and didn't interject.

It should be said that the interaction between the master and servant just now did not allow him to intervene. Frankly...... This made him a little envious.

Although they are not yet fully trusted, they are indeed exchanging emotions smoothly. Even though the servant lacks absolute respect for the master, and the master lacks strong authority over the master, no one can say that this is a bad master-slave relationship. For the first time, Lancer, who has not been able to establish a proper relationship with his master, feels inadequate.

However, there was nothing he could do to reverse the situation. Was it because I said something wrong in the first place? Or is it because of something else? All in all, his master was always wary of him.

However, despite the envious gaze of Yujiro and them, Lancer will never forget the task of the lord.

"Although I don't want to disturb you...... But I guess it's time to get down to business, right?"

Lancer sent out an invitation to fight. Although his master said not to send the enemy away easily, if he can win the first victory in the Holy Grail War as his martial honor, the lancer will never hesitate in the slightest.

"That's right...... In that case, I guess there's no need to introduce yourself. lancer。」

"Ha, there is no honor in a battle where you can't give each other's names. So you don't have to tell me your name, Caster."

To some extent, the two have reached a consensus. Although he can't talk to the Heroic Spirit in front of him, he can at least respect each other, and even if that's all he has, Lancer is still very satisfied.

And Caster nodded with great satisfaction.

"Very well, so what are you waiting for――――― lancer。」

At the same time as this declaration, Caster's hands also made strange mudras. Maybe that's the potential step of some kind of technique. But Lancer didn't care, and didn't think it mattered.

"Haha, it's true that it wasn't the knight's job to keep the lady waiting――――― be careful! caster！ I'm on!"

Armed with two guns, lancer rushed at the silver-haired Heroic Spirit.

The illusion of being on the field once again thrilled him, and Lancer sincerely hoped that Caster would be a match for his noble appearance.

However――――― what happened next turned out very differently than he had imagined.