Such ridicule naturally wouldn't be what Bai Hua really thought.

The girl in front of her was not that Saber, not King Arthur, but a great hero who was in some sense legendary and not inferior to King Arthur, who said, saint?

In short, this girl is just another person who has a similar face to Artoria, but has a different temperament, tone, demeanor, and all the insides.

Well, as far as the appearance is concerned, the famous King Arthur is not so big and righteous, oh no, he does not understand people's hearts so well.

In other words, is this a saint, why does it always feel a little seqin?

Bai Hua seriously took a large number of girls in front of him, and at the same time learned the identity of the girl through the system, ignoring his full mouth of "miscellaneous cultivation, miscellaneous cultivation!" The servant immediately spoke.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but you look too much like a friend I know, and besides, I have some karma with this golden servant, so I will have a whim, it's just a joke, forgive me for the sake of my lack of malice."

"I didn't take it to heart, please don't care."

As if feeling the sincerity in her words, the girl nodded without hesitation and accepted Bai Hua's apology.

However, Bai Hua, who had just apologized, once again showed his faux pas, pinching his chin alone, thinking about something, and after a while, he said with a strange face.

"I see, this is how the world describes people like you, kindness, modesty, honesty, simplicity, and unwavering firm faith, which is the so-called quality of a saint, that is, a saint."

But strictly speaking, he is also a saint, in the continent of Adnoa.

Living heroes, dead saints!

That is the common concept of the Adnoa continent, and it has become a brave man who has been said to have died in battle, so he must have been enshrined as a saint.

"But ah, as a saint, the legendary Joan of Arc. It is also the referee of this Holy Grail battle, Ruler, the 22nd rider in addition to the 21 riders of the three parties, and occupies the body of a little girl like this, is it a little inappropriate? ”

Bai Hua frowned and said, "He has already taken Joan of Arc as an evil spirit that intends to 'resurrect' the body of the living."

Since it is an evil spirit, it naturally needs to be expelled.

"No matter how noble you were in life, how many people you have saved, and what great deeds you have done, but this body is already a heroic spirit, as a dead person, you must abide by the rules of the dead, one last warning, Ruler, leave this little girl's body!"

“······”

If you want to talk about reprimand, it was originally Joan of Arc who wanted to rebuke Bai Hua.

Not unexpectedly seeing through her identity, Joan of Arc took a breath and explained, "I don't mean to resurrect with her body, but just to perform the duties of Ruler, and I can only manifest in this way. ”

In this case, Bai Hua didn't believe it.

His eyes lit up with a faint glow, and he communicated with the little girl in Joan of Arc's body for a while, and then he showed a relieved look.

"I see, I misunderstood, and I'm sorry again, Ruler. If there's nothing to do, then I'll set off first, you know, as the Master, I have to get to the battlefield as soon as possible, but it's a pity that Archer's speed is a little slower, and we can't afford to delay for a minute. ”

Bai Hua said this, and then threw out a flaming whip and whipped Gilgamesh, signaling to pull the cart.

Immediately, amid Gilgamesh's angry scolding and Joan of Arc's stunned and bewildered eyes, he slowly moved forward.

Before he could wait, a scream came from behind him, and Joan of Arc chased after her with a red face.

"Wait, that's not what I'm talking about."

"Is it over?"

Bai Hua sighed helplessly, an obvious expression of disgust appeared, and the carriage stopped again.

"Well, I'll hear what you have to say."

"Huh~, although, as a Ruler, I should ensure absolute fairness, and I have no right to meddle in the affairs between the master and the servant, but this master, you treat your servant like this, is it too much, and the master and the servant can only exert a strong combat power when they work together. Please take my advice seriously, not to mention, your servant is a hero king and has his own pride, please don't continue to insult him, even if you do this, the true hero will not give in. Joan of Arc folded her hands together and pleaded.

It seems that he is really thinking about Bai Hua.

It's just that Bai Hua doesn't want to pay attention to Joan of Arc, as a Ruler, the adjudicator of the Holy Grail War, and the only Servant who doesn't need to be killed, it doesn't make sense to Bai Hua at all.

Besides, from the beginning of the fight, he didn't think about making Gilgamesh submit, but rather, the more he resisted, the happier he became.

"I said, anyway, it's just me and Archer, maybe he volunteered."

"Bastard, damn miscellaneous cultivators, how could this king be willing to do such a thing for you, who are you when you are, but just miscellaneous cultivators, don't think that you can be proud if you have a spell!"

Gilgamesh immediately replied with an angry reprimand, and immediately glared at Joan of Arc, and said angrily: "And you, woman, where is less self-righteousness, this king does not need the sympathy of miscellaneous cultivators!" ”

“······”

Looking at the miscellaneous cultivators in front of him, Joan of Arc always felt that he had some understanding of the complicated relationship between the master and the servant.

If she is replaced, she will also give birth to ······ Ahem, no, maybe someone else did it voluntarily, and besides, this is a matter between the servant and the master, what does it have to do with her chastity?

"I'm nosy, sorry."

"Huh? I figured it out! Well, it's not a big deal. Bai Hua smiled indifferently, as long as he didn't care about his revenge on Gilgamesh, he would be a friend, his face gradually became kinder, and he invited: "By the way, Ruler, do you want to go to Toliface with us, you don't have a means of transportation now, do you?" Don't look at this guy's bad personality, pulling the car is still quite stable. ”

"No, for the sake of fairness, I can't have much interaction with the combatants."

"Whew, that's a shame."

The two exchanged pleasantries and prepared to go their separate ways, but the air condensed in the next moment.

Whether it was Bai Hua, Joan of Arc, or Gilgamesh, they all looked at the young man standing in the middle of the road in front of them at the same time.

The sheer white messy hair, the eyes as sharp as a sword, the ruby on the chest, and the gold armor that covered the whole body, as if fused with the flesh.

Gorgeous, bewitching, perfectly integrated with all the sense of disobedience, and brewed a beautiful youth beyond the impression.

There is no doubt about the identity of the comer.

"Heroes of almsgiving!"

"Red Lancer."

"Huh~Karna? But it can bring some pleasure to the king. ”

All three possessed the ability to see through Karna's true name, and blurted out at about the same time.

Lancer, the Red Fang of the Magician Guild and the Templar Church, is the legendary Immortal - Karna.

An immortal hero recorded in the ancient Indian narrative poem Mahabharata. Born by the sun god Suriya and the human female Gonti, his father gave him a golden armor as a proof of the father-son relationship, which is the so-called natural hero.

"I haven't even taken out my weapon, but I've seen through it." Karna was surprised and nodded with interest.

Presumably, he is very happy with the next opponent.

Whether it is strength or ability, it is enough to fight him.