In the wee hours of the morning, everything is shrouded in the silence of the night.

After the conversation, Wren ran out into the forest to plague the flora and fauna, and the elusive Emiya Kiritsugu also left the castle.

The wild goose night has already rested, but there are still immortal cultivators living a pleasant nightlife.

The incandescent light in the room was still on, and Alice Fell sat at her desk, holding a copy of "The Little Prince" and reading quietly.

Knowing that time was running out, the wife did not have much fear in her heart, and this day would eventually come, but her concern and reluctance for her husband and daughter Ilia made it difficult for her to sleep.

"Alice Fell, do you like this book very much?" Artoria sat on the sidelines, looking at her curiously.

The Dumb Hair King can't sleep, although she has a physical body as a servant, she has a long-standing habit, and she doesn't need to sleep for long with the heart of a red dragon.

Mrs. showed a shy smile and said softly:

"It may be a bit naïve, but I like stories full of fantasy and fairy tales, and in addition to the Little Prince, there are books like Torkin's Lord of the Rings."

As an android, Alice Phil is actually only 9 years old.

She had been living in Midwinter City before, and she was not deeply involved in the world, and even though she already had a daughter, she was gentle and virtuous while still maintaining her girlish innocence and kindness.

"How come, it's that guy who is Wuming, who actually looks at Ultraman Tairo, is really naïve."

Saber smiled and shook her head, and by the way, she counted someone, and after she learned what Ultraman was, she was quite speechless about the behavior of Wuming and Makiri.

A TV series for children, two big men are still watching it so energetically.

Wren: What's wrong with Ultraman, eating your rice?

"It's okay, Saber, I don't think anyone who likes these seemingly childish things is too bad inside."

The wife pursed her lips and snickered, sometimes men can be a little childish, even her husband Emiya Kiritsugu is no exception.

After a moment, she reached out and picked up the Lord of the Rings on the table: "Saber, you know, I talked to Wuming and asked if he was a Maia. ”

"Maia, this can't be, right?"

The Dumb Hair King was stunned, she also knew the book "The Lord of the Rings", and he specifically mentioned it the last time he watched Ultraman with Wuming.

It just so happened that Alice Fell had it, and she had also read the preface and had a rough understanding of the story.

"Didn't he claim to be some kind of Empty Spirit? That's why I asked him that, but he said no. Alice Fell shook her head, a little regret on her face.

If Wuming were a Maia, how interesting it would be.

The Dumb Hair King frowned: "I think he has an extraordinary background, but it seems that I really can't find a legend about him." ”

Alice Fell nodded approvingly, neither of them thought that Wuming's origin was as simple as he said, and that he shouldn't be so powerful.

The wife's expression seemed a little puzzled, and she said uncertainly:

"Wuming claims to be a second-rate mage, what do you say about dual-wielding... Fight Gandalf, an Archmage of Illumination.

Gandalf was his idol, and then what did he say about Israel... The King of Fighters, the Uruk Axe, and the Britannia Juggernaut or something...... is his role model for the future. ”

Saber looked confused, and was very speechless in his heart, what is this, messy, the longer we get along, the more I feel that guy is very weird.

The Dull King didn't understand these words, even the title of "British Sword Saint", it didn't make her think of Merlin, she only felt inexplicable.

"Alice Fell, are you curious about him?"

"Well, Saber, don't you think he's funny?"

The Dull Hair King nodded, and said helplessly: "Maybe, it's quite mysterious, but his mouth is too poisonous." ”

Every time I think of that guy, I always feel the urge to hit someone.

Alice Fell looked at Artoria who looked like a girl for a while, and then suddenly smiled:

"Saber, how does it feel to be a little girl?"

"This ...... It's a little strange and unaccustomed. The Dumb King frowned and said hesitantly, "I don't like his tone of coaxing little girls." ”

The lady was silent for a while, and then said slowly in a soft voice:

"Saber, maybe it's my delusion, I feel you...... It seems that there is some inexplicable hostility towards him, or rather hidden anger. ”

Enmity? Wrath?

The Dull Hair King couldn't help but be stunned, she was about to refute, but she suddenly muttered, and the scenes of getting along with Wuming flashed in her mind.

It seems like yes... In front of him, she always unconsciously put on a majestic posture, and she was more impulsive and irritable.

Is it just because of his ridiculous words?

The Dull Mao King actually knew that when Wuming talked to her, he didn't speak ill of her, nor was he unreasonable, but he just talked about things......

But she is always prone to unconsciously anger.

It's not just a matter of title, she probably thinks...... His words were too harsh? Or is his presence too much of an eyesore?

Artoria glanced at the hazy moonlight outside the window, and then looked at Alice Phil, with mixed emotions:

"That's right, I'm hostile to him, presumably... He has given up his ideals, and I choose to persevere.

He told me early on that he was no longer a hero, and he admitted that he had failed, but he didn't choose to stop, but changed his posture.

This time, he chose to fight for himself, not a hero, and still moved on. That's what he told me, and repeatedly persuaded me to let go of ......"

The Dumb Hair King closed his eyes slightly, for her, the existence of Wuming itself was an obstacle.

His presence is to remind her that maybe it is okay to let go and change her posture, and she doesn't have to dwell on her past failures all the time.

However, she couldn't accept that ending, and when she thought of the corpses and blood-stained hills under the remnant sun...... Her heart was like a knife.

She knew that Britain was destined to perish, and this was inevitable, but it should not be in such a tragic way, such an ending, she would never accept it!

Mrs. quietly looked at Saber who looked lonely, and put her hand on her shoulder:

"Don't be too forced, relax, Miss Artoria, can I call you that in the future?"

"This ...... No problem, that guy has always been like this anyway. The Dumb Hair King's expression softened a little.

Alice Phil smiled, took her little hand, and her eyes were gentle like rubies:

"I think Wu Ming is right about one thing, even if you want to pursue your ideals, don't forget to be kind to yourself."

After saying that, Alice Fell stood up, took out a beautiful blue dress from the closet under the puzzled gaze of the Dull King, and handed it to her.

"Skirts?" The Silly King hesitated a little and said, "I need to drive a motorcycle tomorrow and wear this ......."

The lady raised her hand to stop her words, and winked at her:

"Girls should dress nicely and let Wuming drive a motorcycle, he likes drag racing anyway."

Saber had always insisted on wearing men's clothes, so she chose a black suit for her.

But now she also thinks that Wuming is right, Saber is a knight king, and there is no conflict with her being a woman.

"Okay." Met Alice Field's gentle gaze, Saber hesitated for a moment, not refusing her kindness.

"It's great, let's be like this in the future." After changing her clothes, the wife smiled with satisfaction.

Saber like this is so cute that it reminds her of Iliya.

The Dumb King changed into a skirt, a little unaccustomed, but she still nodded.

Think of it as a small indulgence to yourself during the Holy Grail War.