"A spell?" Artoria whispered.

Originally, the importance of the spell to the master was self-evident, not only being able to command the heroic spirits, but also being the crystallization of a huge amount of magical power, possessing all kinds of magical abilities.

But now it has come.

Even the power of the Heroic Spirit seems insignificant, and the power of the Spell is even less worth mentioning.

Despite this, Artoria agreed, and decided to try to convince Emiya Kiritsugu as much as possible after returning that it would be possible to achieve something else.

"I don't want to meddle in superfluous things." The god cracked the fire weaving, but said that he would not help easily.

Although her heart is not so cold, as a magician, especially a saint who has fought for a long time in the Church of Necessary Evil, she will not be too soft-hearted.

Now is the time to hide yourself, and if you rush into battle, it is easy to get yourself surrounded by the rest of the group.

Joan of Arc can't be forced.

Three people who met by chance, goodbye.

Artoria looked up at the moonlight, and instead of insisting on going to Tosaka's house to investigate, she went home.

The Divine Crack Fire Weave is still collecting information while hiding himself as much as possible.

Joan of Arc stood where she was, not knowing what to do.

"In short......"

She took out the money from her part-time job in the past few days, calculated it, and added the tips of the guests, which was a lot of money.

Enough to buy a lot of food.

Take these and sacrifice them first.

Joan of Arc looked around, picked up a small stone, and began to paint the badge on the spot.

But only halfway through the painting, there was a clear sound of footsteps in the dim alleyway.

Joan of Arc quickly stopped.

It was a young man in a white shirt, handsome, and did not feel the breath of a servant or a magician.

Ordinary people?

Joan of Arc noticed the other party's gaze, shrunk the small stone behind her, and sighed in her heart, hiding in such clothes and drawing strange patterns in such a place, so as not to scare others.

"You don't have to draw." The young man spoke suddenly.

"What?" Joan of Arc was stunned.

"You won't get a gift when you're done." The young man was naturally silent, his eyes were fixed on the few pieces of paper money in Joan of Arc's hand, and he shook his head, "And this money is not enough at all." ”

The lowest price for a first-class jar is about 50,000 yen.

How can you make money from a few days of part-time work?

Joan of Arc reacted, and the palm of her hand holding the money shrank back.

"Are you...... People from another world? No matter how she looks at it, what she faces is just an ordinary person with a unique temperament.

"Think so." Shen Mo smiled, "However, what I said is true, even if you finish painting, you will not get a response, and your money is indeed not enough." ”

"That's ...... But why? Joan of Arc couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't I get a response?" Is it just because there isn't enough money? ”

She still heard the meaning of the silent words.

It doesn't seem to be exactly the money.

"The only people who can get a response are those who have a strong heart, which is why other Masters and Heroic Spirits are qualified." Shen Mo had already walked in front of her, his dark eyes staring at her, "You don't have a wish in your heart that must be fulfilled, Joan of Arc. ”

For some reason, Joan of Arc looked at her own reflection in those eyes, and she had the feeling that the other party was very familiar with her.

Is it a delusion?

"Wish or something...... Does hope for world peace count? Joan of Arc deliberately used a light-hearted tone.

She sensed something dull.

I also know why this is because the other person seems to know her well, and she doesn't know anything about the person.

"Of course, there are not a few people who have this hope." Shen Mo chuckled, "Still, you're just praying, and you're not going to do anything about it, are you?" In your mind, the Heroic Spirits who already belong to the past, and who have no future, should not interfere with the development of the present world. ”

“......”

Joan of Arc was already certain that the feeling was not an illusion.

"I don't usually care much about people who don't have a wish, but you're special." Shen Mo nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "How about walking with me, you don't have anything to do now, in return, I'll tell you how to find Caster, how?" ”

"Do you know where Caster is?" Joan of Arc's eyes widened slightly.

But Shen Mo just laughed and didn't say anything.

After thinking about it for a while, she agreed.

"Yes, but I'll have to give it a try."

"Please."

So Joan of Arc continued to paint the rest of the pattern, and as Shen Mo said, there was no response.

After making sure that she had made no mistake, she was a little frustrated.

I really don't get a response.

Sure enough, it's because you don't have a wish you want to achieve?

"Sorry, I waited." Joan of Arc walked over to the silent side, looked at him, and noticed something.

It's so laid-back.

With a smiling expression in her calm, and a white cat that seemed to be sleeping on her shoulder, she couldn't see the atmosphere of war at all.

Is it self-confidence, or is that what personality is meant to be?

She looked and waited, but Shen Mo never spoke, and walked under the street lamp, to the lonely street.

"Excuse me......," Joan of Arc finally couldn't help but speak, "You just said you knew Caster's information, is it true?" ”

"Of course." Shen replied casually, not so much as if he was looking for Joan of Arc, but like Joan of Arc looking for him.

Actually, it was said that Jeanne d'Arc was going to walk with him, but the silence had no particular purpose.

I just happened to come here, and I just happened to want to take a walk.

"How do I find Caster?" Joan of Arc took two steps forward, turned around, stood in front of Shen Mu, and pleaded, "If you continue to delay, maybe another child will be killed, if you know how to find him, please tell me, and I will give me a reasonable reward." ”

"Even if you find it, you will not be the opponent of the other party now." Shen Mo looked at her, "You should already know that Caster is not only abusing children, but also plundering property, he has already witnessed the power of the Gift. ”

"Please don't underestimate the Ruler, Your Excellency."

Joan of Arc's amethyst eyes didn't waver in the slightest.

This is her duty, no matter how hard she can beat or not, she always has to make a decision.

"At this point, I have some wishes, but it's not enough." Shen Mo seemed to be a little curious, and asked, "You think you are a heroic spirit with no future, an existence in the past, but you actually like humans in this world, right?" It's nice to be able to get along and talk to people for a short time in the Holy Grail War. ”