The figure in front of him was unlike anything I had seen before. If it's a Servant she hasn't met yet, it's Caster or Assassin, Artoria thought.

Artoria and Alice Fell, who didn't know what happened in Tosaka Mansion that night, certainly can't rule out the possibility of an Assassin now, but the Servant in front of them, who neither escaped nor hid, but stood in front of them openly, didn't seem to be an Assassin. In this way, we can only conclude that the figure in front of me is Caster.

However, the other party's face did not look like a warrior about to fight.

And where did Caster get his confidence? Leaving his magic workshop and running to such an empty place to appear in front of himself as Saber.

You must know that you occupy Saber's position.,Generally, you will have a magic resistance of A or above.,Ordinary magic can basically be ignored.,It can be said that it's very restrained Caster.。 And it's so close, so to speak, it's putting itself in a very dangerous situation.

Artoria looked at the other party and tried to see something, but only saw the other party's expression, as if she had seen a long-lost faith.

"Ahh I've been waiting for you for a long time, Your Highness!"

Although he did not directly participate in the banquet in the near future, he still relied on magic to peek at the situation at that time. For the woman in front of him, he was very excited. I saw Caster bow his head respectfully, and kneel on the road as if he were meeting the king's courtiers.

"Huh?!"

Even though she thought about all possible responses, Artoria didn't expect the caster to kneel to her. This was the courtesy of the courtiers to the king, and Artoria was not sure if the Heroic Spirit in front of her had ever been a member of the Empire. After all, the empire is too vast for Artoria to see every one of her subordinates, no matter how much she remembers it.

Moreover, the title of saint is too religious, and the identity of Artoria women is also kept secret. Therefore, it is impossible for the world to have this title in the words of praise for her.

Alice Phil, who then descended from above the Mercedes, hid behind Artoria and quietly watched Caster.

"Saber, do you know this person?"

"No, I don't have the slightest impression of him"

"Who the hell are you?"

Since you can't figure it out, you won't be cranky anymore. Straightforward questioning is Artoria's style.

"Oh, how can you say that. Don't you remember me?"

Hearing Artoria's question, Caster exclaimed with some excitement.

"Anyway, it's the first time I've met you — maybe you've made a mistake, you've mistaken someone. ”

Although he instinctively hates the other party, since the other party does not show malice, he is even so respectful. Artoria was also inconvenient to be too impersonal, and her tone softened slightly.

"Oh oh, woo woo woo ......"

Caster whimpered as if he was very sad, clutching his hair with both hands. The expression that had been very dramatic just now suddenly changed very dramatically, and he looked extremely embarrassed and depressed. From this alone, it can be seen that he is a moody and dangerous person.

"It's me, I'm your faithful servant ever, Gilles de Ray, I've been looking forward to your resurrection, I've been waiting for the day when I'll see you again, and that's why I've come here. Joan of Arc!"

Alice Phil's mouth opened wide in surprise when she heard Caster's self-reported name, this is indeed a name that has left a great name in history.

"Joan of Arc... I'm sorry, but I'm not the girl who saved France. ”

Artoria doesn't like to be used as a stand-in for others, and the pride of the king makes her first thing to do is not to get rid of the caster, but to clarify her identity.

"How...... Have you forgotten everything? Have you forgotten everything you did when you were alive?"

Hearing Artoria's answer, Caster shouted angrily.

"This body is only the Holy Emperor of Britain, but the king who precedes you for a thousand years!"

However, Artoria's patient explanation was not accepted by the other party. Caster was still staring at Artoria blankly, stunned for a moment, and then lost his voice.

"Ahhh......h Oh whoa, ah......hhh

- Caster screamed desperately and pounded the ground unsightly.

"How sad and lamentable! Not only have you lost your memory, but you have lost your mind...... You...... You, God, why are you so cruel to my beautiful woman?"

“......”

Wrinkling slightly, the girl felt that the string called reason in her head seemed to have been stretched to the extreme.

"What the hell are you talking about, I wasn't-"

"Joan of Arc, it's understandable that you don't want to admit it. I was more pious than anyone else, and I believed in you more than anyone else. But you were abandoned by God, and God did not give you any help and salvation when you were judged to be a witch and put to death. It's not for nothing that you're doing this now. ”

Artoria suddenly felt a disgusting sensation that was completely different from her fear. It's like the hairs all over my body stand on end.

The man in front of him hadn't heard Artoria at all, or had not intended to listen to it in the first place. As for Artoria, he simply made a conclusion based on his own fantasies, and was convinced of it. Caster, who was dominated by this thought, did not listen to Artoria at all.

"Wake up, Joan of Arc, don't be confused any more, you are the Holy Lady of Orleans, Joan of Arc, the Savior of France!"

"Okay, okay, you can stop it!"

Artoria, who couldn't take it anymore, scolded Caster with a look of disgust as he knelt on the ground.

"Saber, it's useless to say anything to this man. ”

Alice Fell said to Artoria behind her back.

Although she had been in the castle of Einzberen, she had also read a lot of books, so she naturally knew about the other party's deeds. That's a person who is paranoid beyond measure.

Although Guildrey ascended to the throne of marshal as the hero of France's salvation, on the other side of his brilliance, he indulged in black magic and **, and even tortured and killed hundreds of children. Known as the Divine Monster

Jill's final tragic fate has a lot to do with the death of Joan of Arc, the heroine of the middle school he fought with. So his dedication to Joan of Arc was brought into the current Holy Grail War. It's impossible to know how much Artoria and Joan of Arc have in common, but they must be very similar. Regardless, Jill Caster was convinced that Artoria was the one he was missing, and would not allow any doubt.

"All of them are like this... Could it be that the heroic spirits of the Holy Grail War are so headaches? Sure enough, the annoying stuff should be solved!"

Raising the golden sword in her hand, Artoria slashed at Caster, who was still talking frantically to herself.

A terrible sound of 'ding' sounded. A chill suddenly appeared in front of Caster's eyes.

It was the Wind Blade slashed by Artoria's Wind King Barrier. Although Caster couldn't see it, he could also feel the sword aura in front of him.

"Come on, although you have insulted me, I don't want to kill a person who falls to his knees, stand up. Although Artoria had tried to control her words. But the voice was still inevitably filled with sharp murderous aura.

The frenzied flame in Caster's eyes vanished suddenly.

His face, which had been distorted by excitement just a moment ago, gradually regained its calm. Caster looked up at Artoria, the strength of willpower in his sight showing no sign of waning.

This is a look of determination. He just exchanged his attachment for a stronger will.

"It seems that it is not enough to just say it with your mouth, is your heart still closed? ”

There was no longer a sigh in Caster's gloomy voice.

"I'm sorry about that. It seems that it is necessary to impose compulsory treatment on you. Anyway, I'll be sure to prepare everything for you next time. ”

The black robe floated backwards at once, a long distance away from Artoria. Caster, who stood up again, and the person who knelt on the ground and cried and wiped away tears just now were almost the same as the two people.

"I assure you, Joan of Arc. The next time we meet, I will save you from God's curse!"

Not wanting to waste more words, Artoria's magic power exploded in an instant, shooting at Caster like a bullet out of the chamber.

She has already suffered a great insult in front of this crazy man, and only by killing the other party with her own hands can she calm her mood.

However, Caster didn't want to linger any longer, so he disembodied and disappeared in place.

"It's really unpleasant. Artoria, who had nowhere to vent her anger, felt quite unhappy.

"Okay, there will always be a chance in the future, let's go back first. Alice Fell hurriedly comforted her, she could feel that the other party's mood was very bad now.

"The next time I see him, I'll cut him right away, I'm going to throw up with a guy like this. ”

..............................................

"Let's go play. ”

Who, who's talking?

"Let's go play. ”

Am I not sleeping? Am I dreaming now?

"Let's go play. ”

No, no, my mother will scold me.

"Let's go play......."

"Go.... Go play ....."

'Da Da Da ........'

Sleeping on the bed, the little boy with reddish-brown hair, Huo Ran sat up. The half-squinted eyes looked confused and blank, and he muttered to himself, pushed open the door as if sleepwalking, and walked out step by step.

The half-open windows blew hard......