Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 33 Calm Night

There are not many opportunities to communicate with the legendary Arash.Yagi Seizai was somewhat excited.

Although, based on his nationality, he would not know too much about Persian heroes, but just the fact of [sitting side by side with heroes] was enough to make him excited.

When I was with Marda and Dirumudo, because the crisis came too quickly, I was chased by the enemy and fled with all my strength.

The words he comforted Matthew before were not purely following her words.He said he was scared, which was true.

This fear is real.For fear that in the next second, there will be a legendary hero who does not know where he came from, and he will release a blow that is enough to destroy the world.

The most frightening thing is the unknown.Because you don't know, everything is possible.Who knows if the enemy has enough ultra-long-range attack means to kill himself in one blow?

However, it is not enough not to fight.

Because... the fighting ability is lacking in the first place, if you don't fight yourself, then who can fight?It may be a little macho to say it, but Yagi Sesai does not want to show a cowardly look in front of Fujimaru Rika and Mash.

and……

He touched his body subconsciously, and cut a blue long coat that fit, giving people a neat and unrestrained feeling.Black down stretches from the wrists and neckline for a warm and soft touch.

This dress always reminds Yagi Yuzai that he is not fighting alone, and that there is an unknown knight who is fighting for his life in order to save himself.

Judging from Dirumdo's attitude before, he should know the owner of this sword, so he blesses himself like that.

DiLumuduo is an upright knight, and the person who can be recognized by him is naturally a noble knight.As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes.

Such a hero cannot be discredited.

"Why, sit down and don't want to say anything? Well, then let me bring up the topic? Let me think about... The Holy Grail, how about it? It's a good topic, isn't it? In the Holy Grail War, the treasure as an almighty wishing machine. It is the [original intention] for us servants to be summoned to Fuyuki to be able to satisfy any wish of anyone."

"Who would believe that kind of illusory stuff."

Yagi Xuezai shook his head, revealing a slightly mocking smile.

Arash snorted, obviously very interested, turned his head, raised his eyebrows, the Persian hero continued to ask with a smile: "Why?"

"First of all, the Holy Grail cannot be omnipotent."

“How come you see?”

"Look, it can only satisfy one person's wish. If it is really omnipotent, shouldn't it satisfy all the wishes of everyone?"

"Ahaha, what a rare opinion! Very good, very clever idea."

Arash was amused by his rational thought.

"And, let's say, I win the Holy Grail War, and my wish is to make my wish come true, how?"

"Sarah, who knows, it's really greedy. No, it should be said, it's true temperament?"

"At that time, if a person with a very distorted personality really comes and wishes to do something that the Holy Grail can never do, wouldn't it be even more useless?"

"Ahahaha, it must be fun to win the Holy Grail War for the same reason."

Arash's laughter never stopped. He has no heroic air at all. He feels like an ordinary person playing cosplay. Although the clothes are the battle armor of the legendary hero, the weapons are also big bows based on workmanship research. However, the temperament can only always be the temperament of ordinary people.

Arash is like this, there is no shelf at all, and it looks like a [fake].

Only when fighting, will he inadvertently show a cold expression called a warrior. Those wise eyes will see through every weakness of the opponent.

"However, it is because the world is not all smart people, so there are servants like us."

Arash smiled, passing over the subject of the Holy Grail.

"Really, you're not like everyone else I've ever met."

Arash changed his posture, with his hands behind his back, and his body half-lying on the back, a bit like looking at the night sky.

Unfortunately, because of Fuyuki's environment, there are no stars in the night sky, only dark nights and dim sulphur-like smoke. There may be sparks, but unfortunately, they cannot be seen near the ruins of the Great Temple.

"Ordinary people are always surprised by other people's opinions, so they will make serious choices and say serious words at any time. Your words are really true."

I don't know if what he said is a compliment, Yagi Yuzhai smiled awkwardly and changed the subject.

"Well... Actually, before we met, the Arash in my heart was not like this..."

"Oh? So what do you imagine me to be like?"

Arash came interested and changed the subject with him.

"At least... to have a more heroic feel? It should be stronger and calmer? Well, I can't say for sure. In short, it should be the type that makes people look like a hero?"

Arash frowned and thought for a moment, as if he suddenly realized, turned his head and did something. After a while, he turned his head and his expression became more serious.

"Below is the great hero of Persia. Arash Kamango."

He deliberately pretended to be rough.

"Pfft...hahahaha..."

Yagi Yuzhai couldn't stop laughing.

It turned out that when Alash turned his head just now, he collected the dust accumulated on the ground and wiped it around his chin and the middle of the people with his fingers, as if Alash had grown a beard, and in line with what he just said, Yagi Xuezai laughed became a group.

"That's right, a smile that comes from the heart is much better than a forced calm smile."

Arash said something meaningful.Yagi Seizai laughed, leaning back and forth, not knowing if he heard it or not.

"Any more interesting topics? Can I join in too?"

Suddenly, the voice of a third person inserted into them.

That's the female voice.

Excluding all other possibilities, Yagi came to the conclusion: it was Marda's voice.

Sure enough, the Holy Maiden used the cross scepter in her hand as a climbing stick, climbed to the top of the pyramid, and looked at the two of them.

As if she was carrying a thin layer of holy light, the saintess came between the two.

"Welcome, it's still a long night anyway."

Arash's warm invitation, Marda is not too polite, regardless of the dust on the ground, sitting next to the two.

Two servants, one sub-servant, and three people watch the night together.

(End of this chapter)