"The guy on the other side has found a new servant, do you have any proposals?"

Joan of Arc looked at everyone.

"Just call it, right?"

Marda didn't feel anything at all.

"To be precise, the Holy Grail War is an intelligence war, so my suggestion is to investigate first, after all, if it's not clear, maybe we will be caught off guard by the other party's treasures......

An Yi put forward a different idea, and this idea was also agreed by most people.

"First we already know that there is a Joan of Arc on the other side, then there is a Siegfried, and then there is the Chaldean master, logically speaking......"

An Yi said this, but he looked up at the servant on his side.

"If it's one-on-one, then each of us should have an opponent...... It's just that you don't have to worry too much about this, after all, the opposite side is just a suppression thrown down, there is no master, it's just a small master of Chaldea, and the degree of magic on the body is not high, so the ability value is definitely not very good, as long as it is not targeted, it should be fine......"

An Yi said this, but he still sighed a little in his heart, after all, the protagonist of the story here is Qi Shilang, if a protagonist's aura breaks out, maybe his side will be completely destroyed. And the inhibition is also a very serious problem, this battle seems to have a big advantage on Joan of Arc's side, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that this time things are not easy to handle.

The most important thing is that there is no way to tell others about this incident, how to say, we are too unlucky, if we go up, we will be targeted by the world to death? This is a bit too joking, and these kings will not agree with this statement. Especially when Princess Mary and the young Elizabeth appear on the opposite side, it is estimated that they will relax their vigilance even more.

"Alas......"

An Yi made afternoon tea and couldn't help sighing.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else that can make you sigh? If you have any worries, you can tell me about it, and the reward is only a snack. ”

Marda came over with a thief, looking around with a wary look on her face.

"You don't look like a saint like this......"

Speaking of this, An Yi couldn't help laughing, because he suddenly found that there were so many saints this time, Black Joan of Arc, Marda, Joan of Arc, and St. George.

"Hmm......"

Although Marda had gone berserk, she still blushed, but then she had a positive color.

"You can't eat when you're hungry!"

"There's no way to fight."

An Yi rolled his eyes helplessly, and then the movements in his hands were not slow, and soon a dish was brought out by An Yi.

"Try it, it should be good for your body."

"Thank you."

Marda nodded, and began to feast, both of her cheeks bulging to look like a squirrel.

An Yi looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly had some thoughts, that is, why would he be so stupid to help a person who knew he was going to lose. But after thinking about it for a long time, An Yi didn't come up with an answer, and couldn't help but sigh again.

"Ahem, I've already accepted your tribute, you can tell me if you have any troubles now......"

"Hmmm......"

An Yi thought for a moment, and then told Marda about his troubles.

"I see, I don't know why I became like this......"

Marda nodded.

"Actually, you don't have any need to be afraid, just like you said, since you promised someone, then you will definitely help the other person. To put it bluntly, it's similar to obsession, human beings generally seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, while heroes or our heroic spirits are different, as heroic spirits, the biggest difference between us and ordinary people is not strength or legend, but faith, some of us died because of our past, and some were not understood by the world, or even distorted, just like Joan of Arc is not still being called a witch. The original belief in saving everyone has become the belief in destroying the world, but it is only from good to bad, but it also proves the determination of our master......"

"Heroes?"

An Yi smiled wryly and shook his head, he never thought he would be a hero. Sticking to one thing will certainly make others admire, but more often than not, it will be called stupid. Although comfort also feels out,Although this characteristic is not necessarily the characteristics of the hero,But it will definitely be the characteristics of the protagonist.,Almost every protagonist will have a self-restraint standard or goal.,And then it's reckless towards the goal.,Finally, succeed and then kill the gods.,Complete the super-god.。

But An Yi is a chef, a big killing, when Pei Ye goes? Later, I will go back, start a live broadcast, and then show everyone a hundred ways to eat bugs?

An Yi shook her head helplessly, and then looked at Marda.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, can you talk to me about you?"

An Yi looked at Marda curiously, in fact, when he came to the Holy Grail War, in addition to being able to meet his favorite historical celebrities, he was also able to ask about the other party's historical events, and maybe he could find out what kind of black history and the like.

Just like An Yi especially wanted to try to see if he could summon Lu Xun, and then ask what the words written on the opposite side meant, such as the most classic 'good night!' An Yi especially wants to ask Lu Xun, the two words you wrote and an exclamation mark were analyzed by later generations so terrifying, are you man-made at home?

And Marda's story is also bland? Perhaps in the eyes of heroes or legends, their own stories are just daily life.

Living with his younger brother.,The existence of a big sister in ordinary life.,An almost perfect existence after becoming a saint.,But from time to time there will be an ordinary girl's look.。 The most classic of the legend is to submit Tarask, and then spread the favor through this poor dragon, everything is so appealing...... Insipid.

And after telling her story, Marda seemed to be tired and left the kitchen directly.

"If you didn't say it, I thought you would be a writer who writes screenplays......"

The executioner walked over, looking at An Yi with some helplessness on his face.

"If you're willing to tell me your story, then I think I'm a good listener......"

The executioner, Charles, walked over with a slightly complicated look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

An Yi looked curiously at Charles, the executioner from the executioner's family.

"I met the princess, and the man ......"

A gossipy expression immediately appeared on An Yi's face, Princess Mary, the executioner Charles, and the composer Mozart.

"Tsk, it's really the best gossip or something......"