The sky was hazy, and I could vaguely see the rays of sunlight.

However, Bai Hua's mantra was to "not allow action until tomorrow after the sun rises." Therefore, Gilgamesh can only give birth to a loveless pestle.

As for the two new 'companions' last night······

The treatment of those two is much better than him, not to mention the mandatory order, that is, the attitude, Bai Hua is kind and pleasant, at least until now, he has not shown half a point of neglect. One of them, at the moment, is carrying out almost completely free 'reconnaissance' instructions.

Why!

Obviously, he is the strongest servant!

At that moment, a breath approached, and Gilgamesh looked at the comer, and let out a soft grunt from his nostrils.

Joan of Arc Dahl.

Running for the so-called 'fairness', but unconsciously, let go of the most abnormal Ruler, yesterday with a decisive appearance, and now go and return, he~ A woman whose body is more honest than her mouth.

"Archer, where's your master?"

Gilgamesh looked away coldly.

"Aecher, I have something important to look for him, and it has nothing to do with you, please cooperate."

“······”

“Archer！”

“······”

What else do you want this king to say, stupid Orleans village girl!

It was only then that Joan of Arc noticed that Gilgamesh had been staring at the wooden house, blushing, and softly thanked her, and she immediately pushed the door in, but in the next moment, the information received by the vision seemed to be smashed on Joan of Arc's brain with a hammer, and the whole person was stunned.

"Alas! Ziggy, this is actually the same as the previous problem, the previous result is e, then this problem, should be used, add a cubic of e here, and then ······"

What did he say, is that really human speech?!

Joan of Arc swallowed and instinctively took a step back, feeling resigned.

At this time, Bai Hua also noticed Joan of Arc and glanced at Joan of Arc with some headaches.

"Ruler, you came just in time, yesterday I transferred some knowledge to Ziggy, although I did remember it, but after all, it is not my own thing, I still need to learn to use it, I have taught him all morning, maybe my teaching method is not suitable for Ziggy, how about you teach him?"

"Yes... I'm sorry. Ziggy hung his head deeply, ashamed.

Because according to Bai Hua, those things called calculus, advanced mathematics and the like are just 'junior high' level knowledge, and any child outside can master it.

"No, that ······" Joan of Arc turned his head, his body stiffened for a moment, and his voice trembled: "I... And·· More important things are coming to you, teaching or something... Set it aside. ”

Looking at Joan of Arc suspiciously, Bai Hua groaned and didn't care.

"Well, if there's something, let's get straight to it."

"No, that..." For some reason, Joan of Arc always felt that she couldn't get up, maybe because of the environment: "Let's change places, after all, Ziggy shouldn't be involved." ”

"Okay."

After a while, the two came to the next room, and as soon as they opened the door, they saw Atalanta, who was holding a push of clothes and stuffing them into the suitcase, frowning, and in an instant, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

"The one who hindered the return of the Heroic Spirit was indeed you!" Joan of Arc turned her head coldly.

Bai Hua always felt that Joan of Arc just now, his cheeks seemed to bulge, and he snorted lightly.

"Ahem, what's me?"

"Red Archer, and Black Saber, their souls were received by the Holy Grail after exiting, as it should be, why is Red Archer here now, do you have anything else to explain?!"

Joan of Arc glared at Bai Hua viciously, as if waiting for an explanation, and there was a hint of pride in the depths of his eyes.

The evidence is ironclad, and he finally pulled back a game.

After a pause, Bai Hua suddenly realized.

Indeed, intercepting the Heroic Soul that has exited has seriously violated the rules of the Holy Grail War, and like him, not only intercepting it, but also resuming it for his own use, as a Ruler, it is not too much to unite the [Black] and [Red] camps to launch a crusade.

"I see, that's what you're talking about."

Bai Hua shook his head disappreciatively, and then said, "Now, Ruler, let's be reasonable, what do you think is the definition of a Heroic Spirit and a Servant?" ”

Not again.

Suddenly, Joan of Arc had a bad premonition, but there was no way to stop Bai Hua from talking.

"First, the Heroic Spirits, the dead souls of the heroes, were included in Valhalla in the form of information as a weapon to protect humanity, a defensive procedure of the 'Gaia' and 'Alayya' systems."

Bai Hua raised a finger and continued righteously.

"Second, the servant, the magician uses the power of the spiritual vein, uses the Holy Grail system as a link, and achieves the connection with the Heroic Constellation through the séance, etc., copies the information of the Heroic Spirit, and uses the magic power of the spiritual vein to make the high-power demon and the clone of the Heroic Spirit."

"That's why you're breaking the rules?!" Joan of Arc was very vigilant.

"Well, it seems that you still don't understand."

Bai Hua sighed helplessly, looked at Joan of Arc as if he hated iron, and said.

"You're accusing me of not stealing the soul of a servant, right?"

"Yes."

"Then let me ask you, Servant, as a doppelganger of the Heroic Spirit, and the Heroic Spirit, as part of the inhibition system, who should belong to the exactly?"

"This, it should be... Inhibition? ”

"Yes, you see, from the very beginning, the Servant did not belong to the Holy Grail, so why did he have to be absorbed into the Holy Grail?" Bai Hua's face was a touch of strangeness, and he said meaningfully: "Actually, the Servant Present Realm has never responded to the Holy Grail, but to respond to the magician's request, and came to this era in order to help the magician, so I, summoning the dead soul again, is actually no different in essence from the magician summoning the Servant, why should I be blamed?" ”

Joan of Arc: "??? ”

Seeing that Joan of Arc had not yet been 'convinced', Bai Hua looked at Atalanta decisively.

"What do you think, Archer?"

"The Master is right!" Atalanta nodded without hesitation.

Joan of Arc was silent, and suddenly felt that what Bai Hua said was ······ There seems to be some truth to this.

"That's right, Ruler, you misunderstood me, the thief is not me, it should be the Great Holy Grail, think about it, you are the adjudicator, but who stipulates that you must be responsible for the victory or defeat of the Holy Grail War? No, your position was given by Gaia, you should adjudicate, it is the balance of the world, your enemy, it should be the Holy Grail, so, join me in destroying the Holy Grail system! Bai Hua said impassionedly.

"Oh... Okay, what a ghost! Joan of Arc angrily grabbed Bai Hua's arm, rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the 20 spells on it.

"So how do you explain this? I remember there was only one spell left yesterday! ”

“——！”

Bai Hua's face stiffened instantly, and then the ice and snow melted, revealing a kind smile.

"I see, Ruler, let's be reasonable, what do you think is the definition of a spell? You know, the spell ······"

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Hey, my mother is so angry!