"I don't know, but my heart is beating so fast at the moment, I always feel a sense of foreboding coming." Hearing Dilumudo's inquiry, Lancelot covered his chest with his hands and stared furrowed at Firena, who was standing in the middle of the hall, waiting for the time to come.

"Oh, a foreboding?" Standing up straight, Dilumudo closed his eyes, and after taking in the surroundings carefully, he slowly opened his eyes and said to Lancelot in confusion:

"Everything is normal all around, there is no special killing intent unleashed against the master, Lancelot, could it be that you feel that something is wrong?"

"I didn't mean to be dangerous to the master." Covering his face with his hands, Lancelot rubbed the corners of his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and whispered in Dilumudo's ear: "I feel that the heroic spirit that I will summon after the master, I'm afraid it is not very compatible with me." ”

"Really? But although there are not many servants who are incompatible with you, there are no longer a few, but I don't know which one of them is, I really have some expectations! But what I'm looking forward to the most is the famous Knight King, and I've admired her for a long time! ”

After saying these words to himself, Dilumudo seemed to think of something, so he turned his head and glanced at Lancelot, who was full of sadness, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and resolutely stopped saying these words that would irritate him.

As a knight of glory who has continued to carry love and loyalty all his life, Dilumudo did not show much disgust at Lancelot's betrayal, and even found that Lancelot was not as bad as he imagined during his practice with Lancelot from time to time.

A person may be able to tell lies in his mouth, but the weapon in his hand will not hide the master's inner thoughts, and Lancelot's sword intent seems to Dilumudo to be as clear and translucent as the calm surface of a lake under the moonlit night, and it is difficult to find any fault except for a slight trace of confusion.

From that moment on, these two knights, who were completely different eras in their lifetimes but had some similar experiences, suddenly had a feeling of sympathy for each other and hated each other.

"But no matter who is summoned, if your feelings are really right, then the master will undoubtedly have another powerful trump card." After a moment of silence, Dilumudo looked at his master's slightly nervous expression and couldn't help but smile and speak.

"I hope I can summon one of them as I feared." Nodding, Lancelot said with a somewhat tangled face.

Although he said that he hoped that his master would be able to summon one of the Knights of the Round Table, but in his heart, he didn't want to see them, and now Lancelot is like an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, just deceiving himself.

On the other hand, due to being woken up by her servants in her sleep, Firena is still in a state of sleepwalking in a daze, although she told herself that she can't sleep, but her eyes are still staring blankly ahead, her eyelids are constantly drooping downward, and her body is even more swaying and ready to fall down at any time.

"Master, it doesn't matter to you, do you?" Looking at Firena's state, the head secretary who was standing on the side asked with concern.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." Shaking her head, Firena patted her cheek again, forcing herself to sober up a bit, and then said with a smug face: "You must know that I haven't crossed over yet, but I deliberately set an alarm clock at five o'clock in the morning, just to verify the addition of time metaphysics." ”

"Yes, is that so......" Although he didn't understand why his master was proud of this, the head secretary still reluctantly squeezed out a smile and asked with a smile, "So...... Master, did you succeed in smuggling? ”

"Hmm!" The unintentional gentle voice of the chief secretary pierced Ferena's heart in an instant like a sharp arrow, and her body suddenly stiffened as if it had been petrified by magic, and the sleepiness that had originally wrapped around her disappeared in that instant.

And ...... And it didn't work out! That's why I don't believe in the so-called metaphysics of time at all, and those things are just a kind of psychological comfort for Africans. Clutching her chest, Firena felt like she had been hurt tons.

"It's better to believe it than to believe it, master, you have to believe in your own bloodline."

The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, as Firena talks about the theory of European and African blood every day, even the head secretary himself doesn't know when he has learned his master's bloodline theory, and every time Firena wants to summon the heroic spirit, she will always move this set of theories out to comfort the master who is engraved with the breath of the African savannah in her bones.

"Okay, okay, I also know that I was so wrong a while ago, and now it's time to transfer it." With a wave of her hand, Firena signaled that she was okay.

After the inadvertent psychological blow of the director-general, Firena no longer had the previous sleepiness, and after letting the director-general step aside, she took a breath of hot air into the palm of her hand, and immediately rubbed it vigorously, expecting that she could transfer.

"It's also the first day of the new year, I hope God can give me a good start!" After a silent prayer in her heart, Firena carefully took out a talisman from the space, acting cautiously, like a devout believer worshipping the god he worshipped.

Since the last time Firena lost a large amount of Saint Quartz, there are now 90 Saint Quartz and 4 Echo Charms left in her space, according to her idea, these stones are to be kept until the main quest is completed and the Saint Card Pool is UP before being summoned.

After all, whether it is Amakusa or Joan of Arc, they are both very powerful servants, not to mention the two characters of St. George and Marda, although their stars are not high, but their real strength is definitely undoubtedly strong.

"Dang!" The sound of church bells echoed throughout the city, and the sound of people celebrating could be heard faintly outside the manor.

"It's now!" With a snort, Firena threw her talisman to the ground and began to chant the most familiar incantation.

"Proclaim, thy body is at my command......"

The bell outside was still reverberating, and Firena felt that the magic power in her body was flowing out at a rapid pace like a flood, and now that she had gold-level magic power, she also felt extremely uncomfortable, just like summoning Lancelot before.

“…… From the Wheel of Inhibition, Guardian of the Scales! ”

After finishing the last sentence coquettishly, as the last syllable fell, a violent explosion suddenly burst out from the magic array in the center of the living room, followed by a thick white smoke, which suddenly filled the entire room.

"Who could this be?" Obviously, he could feel the violent aura in the magic array, but every servant present couldn't detect the information of the servant's position inside the smoke at all.

"Click!" A crisp sound of armor colliding quietly sounded from inside the magic array, and then a knight wrapped in cold armor slowly walked in front of Firena, and the red and white armor hid a violent and violent aura.