Seeing a familiar face again, Fujimaru Rika was happy and nodded excitedly, and so did Dimuludo, holding two guns, nodding at her and giving up his position.

The golden brilliance continued to swirl, and with an exaggerated torrent of magic, another Servant stepped out of the light.

This time, it's still a male character.

The appearance of this character made everyone vigilant. Yagi Yukisai picked up the holy sword, Marda stretched out her arm and hugged Fujimaru Rika, and Mathew turned sideways and blocked Fujimaru Rika with her shield.

Although the other newly summoned servants didn't understand why they were so vigilant, they were well versed in the principle of following the local customs, and everyone also made a vigilant gesture, protecting Fujimaru Rika and retreating a few steps to distance themselves.

In the midst of that light was the color of pitch black.

If it's just pitch black, it's not enough to be guarded to this extent.

After all, if there is an example of Darius, it can be clearly seen that it is not black, it must represent [unknown].

However, there is another characteristic that people have to guard against.

That is, the face of the servant.

I can't see my face.

Because his entire face was obscured by a white skull mask.

That's right, this servant is also a servant who has a lot of fate with everyone in Dongmu.

Assassin, Assassin, Hassan.

is also the one who once forced Fujimaru Rika into a corner.

Strangely, when everyone was on guard, Arash was the only one who did not make a defensive posture and looked at him calmly.

The man dressed in black and wearing a white skull mask nodded silently, understanding why he was so guarded. With Fuyuki's memories remaining, of course he understands that it is normal for him to be hated so much.

However, that's just for each his own master.

As an assassin, as a [prop], his task is to obey orders and complete orders. At that time, he and Fujimaru Ritsuka were rivals, and to be hated like this can be regarded as the [glory] of the assassin. It's a pity that this [glory] now makes him feel a little heartache.

"Servant of the Assassin, answer the call from the shadows. I understand your vigilance, and I will not leave your sight. ”

The Assassin bowed his head, bowed respectfully, and stood silently in the corner of the diagonal, far away from you.

In fact, when he responds to the call as a servant, he responds to Rika Fujimaru's desire to save the world.

It's just that no one understands that.

During the Battle of Fuyuki, the thought of "it would be nice to serve her well" suddenly arose in my heart. As an assassin, no matter who the master is, he must fulfill the path of loyalty to the assassin.

What if, this path of assassination, is exactly the path of justice? It feels good, right?

Anyway, I'm used to dirty work and hate. If you want to overcome the darkness, then you need to understand the darkness, and Hassan thinks that it would be good if he could be their helper and deal with the dirty work that they don't come forward for.

It's just that being guarded against and hurting his heart is far more painful than he thought.

Fujimaru Rika was also a little unbearable, and just wanted to call him, but the summoning array continued to roll with a strong glow.

"The cute little master, the servant caster, obeyed the call."

This time it's another one who needs to be on guard.

The whole body was wrapped in a pitch-black robe from head to toe, and only a little fair skin could be seen on the lower half of the face, and the lips were painted with blue-purple lip gloss, giving people a cold and glamorous feeling.

The color of the robe on the body is single, but it can be seen that the workmanship is exquisite, from the fabric to the small decorations, you can see the taste of the owner of the clothes. Moreover, she calls herself a servant of Caster, naturally proficient in the magic way, good at using magic for attack and defense, this dress, more attention to [practicality] than [gorgeous], that is, this clothes, is really a magic prop made in order to exercise magic more conveniently.

This is none other than Fuyuki's caster.

Medea. Another enemy who once fought against everyone.

It's a pity that because of a certain rider who has never met before, the polluted Medea did not show her true strength at all and was defeated. Compared to Assassin Hassan, who drove Rika Fujimaru to death several times, she didn't receive much hostility.

"Oh, are you so wary of me? Although magicians are always wary of higher magicians, this is obviously not the reason for you, right? ”

She laughed, wondering if she was laughing at them for being too wary. Or do you want to be friendly? Because most of his face was shrouded in black robes, it was difficult to distinguish.

"That...... Anyway, that, welcome two ......"

Fujimaru Rika didn't know what to say, so she thought about it for a long time, after all, there was no "Words" in the textbooks of high school students, so she simply didn't think much about it, so she just said it from her heart.

"Well, then please advise. A little cute master. ”

Medea said the adjective "cute" again, which made Fujimaru Ritsuka a little embarrassed. Although she thinks she is a very cute girl, it is still a bit ...... to be said to be cute so continuously I'm sorry!

Hassan also thanked her for her kindness to herself, and sure enough, what she felt before was right, she was the kind of person who was really kind.

In order to protect this kindness, Hassan felt in his heart that it was really good to be able to respond to her call and the desire to save the world.

"Please excuse me."

Behind the caster, the voice of another woman was heard.

It sounded uninterested, cold and arrogant, Medea was a little unpleasant to be called so, considering that this place was in front of the master, there was no seizure, and silently let go. Appearing behind the black robe was a tall woman dressed in black, wearing a rather sexy breast-length dress, holding an awl in her hand, and her beautiful long purple hair dragged directly to the ground, the length was amazing, as for the face...... It doesn't feel anything.

After all, there is no face to see.

Half of her face was covered by a wonderful purple mask.

"Slave, rider...... You're going to summon me...... What a good thing. ”

Just now he was praised, and he was immediately said to be a good deed, Fujimaru Rika had a subtle expression on her face, she didn't know what to say, she could only smile bitterly and continued: "Welcome to Chaldea! ”

The brilliance of the magic finally stopped.

The brilliance of the golden whirlwind was all gathered in one place, and in the very center of the summoning array, the golden magic power was built into a smaller body.

The sturdy armor was draped over his body, and the clenched blade of the sword extended from his hand.

The golden glow melted into her body, and the exhilaration, just from the excitement of the magic, gave people an extraordinary feeling.

As you can imagine, this is a ...... A warrior who is more exaggerated than other servants.

“…… Answered the call. You...... Is that my master? ”