I don't want to be a heroic spirit

In this city, it gets dark faster than in other cities.

The subtle dark purple of dusk gradually spreads from the sky and flows into the glorious sunset in the west.

"Has it really been a thousand years since my time? Why is there nothing?"

Mordred said unhappily: "I heard that there are tall buildings and amusement parks in modern times, why don't I see any?"

After being summoned, servants will be automatically given all kinds of modern knowledge to help them adapt to the current era, so Mordred asked this question.

However, those are just knowledge after all, just like seeing pictures in books, which is still very different from personal experience.

"This is the characteristic of this town, which retains the architectural features of the Middle World as much as possible."

Altria was beside Mordred, chatting with Mordred in a very ordinary way, and the relationship seemed very harmonious.

"Are you mentally ill? What's so good about preserving this old building? Many places are obviously inconvenient. I heard that in this era, you can drink clean water without even going out the door, right? It's just as magical as magic. The key is that everyone has it. Isn't it much better than our time?"

"People in this era have the convenience of this era, and people in the past have the wisdom of the past. No matter which era, humans are exploring the unknown, expanding their fields, and exerting their curiosity and creativity for survival, convenience, and growth." Altria said with emotion: "Humans want to explore the future, but they will not give up the wisdom of the past. It is under the inheritance of this wisdom that humans can raise their sails to the mysterious sea. This is the flaw of humans, and it is also the reason why humans shine."

Chapter 214 Encountering Joan of Arc

"But, hasn't that guy appeared yet? I'm so hungry waiting..."

Mordred was talking about Jack the Ripper. At this moment, she and Altria were not around the Lion's Tribulation Realm because they wanted to lure Jack the Ripper to appear.

If there were servants around Shizijieli, the other party might run away out of fear.

"The sun hasn't completely set yet. If you want him to show up, you have to wait until night, when it's completely dark. Only then are our servants most active." Altria said lightly: "Fortunately, there have been a lot of news about the murderer recently, and people are panicking. Residents basically don't go out at night, and your master will be conspicuous at that time."

"Will the other party really be fooled? After all, it looks like a trap, right?"

"It's a trap, so what? Just get rid of the person before the trap is triggered. Servants all have their own pride. Even Jack the Ripper will subconsciously look down on magicians, especially after hunting so many magicians, her sense of crisis has become numb, and what we have to do is to take advantage of her pride."

The two people were separated from Shizijieli by a distance. Of course, this distance was not long, which did not let Shizijieli leave the field of vision, and also ensured that they could provide support in a very short time.

"But, have you finished the snacks I gave you before? Do you want to eat again?"

When Altria asked this question doubtfully, Mordred's whole body stiffened for a moment.

"Um... that... this... I've finished it, yes! I've finished it a long time ago!" Mordred said in a panic: "After all, it's just a little bit! Not even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth, I ate it all without noticing!"

"Really?"

Altria had no expression on her face, and did not doubt Mordred's words. After all, she didn't think Mordred had any reason to deceive her on such a small matter.

"Then, when we pass by other stores later, let's see if there's anything you want to eat... I still have a lot of money left, so it should be enough to at least last until the end of the Holy Grail War. Is there anything you want to eat?"

"It's all right. I'll eat whatever you eat, father... except mashed potatoes."

"No matter what I say, I won't eat mashed potatoes. It reminds me of some bad memories that should have been thrown away long ago."

"Really?" Mordred's face turned strange. "Every time Gao Wen made mashed potatoes, didn't you eat them all, father?"

"Because food is very precious, we can't not eat it just because it tastes bad. That would be irresponsible to the food and to those starving people... Although the mashed potatoes made by Gao Wenqing are indeed very bad."

As if she remembered some bad memories, Altria's face also turned ugly.

"Father, you should have said this to that fool Gawain earlier. Every time he saw you eating so cleanly, he really thought he was a good cook."

"Maybe it's true as you said... But I always feel that I shouldn't dampen Gawain's enthusiasm like that. It's a bit too pitiful for him."

"No, I should hit him hard and let him lick his wounds in a damp and dark corner like a loser." Mordred seemed to have a lot of opinions about Gawain. "Always with that dazzling smile like the sun, and using the look of an older brother to criticize me, I feel so disgusted."

"That should be a way for Lord Gawain to express goodwill, Mordred, you should also learn to accept other people's kindness. Listening to other people's opinions is also the way of the king."

"Okay, okay, father, how did you become so verbose? Could it be that you learned bad things from Gawain or Bedivere?" Mordred crossed his hands on his chest with a look of resistance. , "However, since my father has said so, then when I see Gawain next time, I will try to listen to his words, um... just one sentence."

Really, Mordred felt that Artoria in front of her had changed a lot. The most intuitive thing was that the father she knew was definitely not so verbose.

However, she didn't hate it very much... Gawain and Bedivere had obviously been so verbose in the past, but she might have cursed them irritably.

The conversation between the two people had no fixed topic and no profound significance. It was more like gossip.

But it was such an ordinary conversation that made Mordred unconsciously indulge in it... It was as if something that had been missing in his heart was filled at this moment.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Artoria had a strange feeling inexplicably... It was like you had a premonition during class, and then you raised your head and saw the teacher's face outside the window.

Arturia turned her head as if feeling something, and saw a girl with golden braids.

And almost at the same moment, the girl turned her head as if casually and met Arturia's gaze.

Both of them were stunned the moment they saw each other.

Although there was a distance, Artoria could still see the girl's eyes with her keen eyes.

Shock, confusion, doubt, surprise, hesitation, responsibility... there are also some complex emotions that even Artoria can't understand. The emotions switch so quickly.

Arturia was also surprised because she recognized the other party's identity.

The Saint of France's Hundred Years' War is also the Ruler of this Holy Grail War, Joan of Arc.

Unlike the fake saint Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, this one is a true saint recognized by the church.

And...this is also a character with Artoria's face.

"What's wrong? Father."

Artoria suddenly stopped, of course Mordred would care, so he followed Artoria's gaze.

"That woman... why does she look familiar?"

Doesn't it look familiar? After all, the three of us look quite similar.

"Huh? Are you coming towards us?"

"Mordred, don't show any hostility yet. Call your master over first and tell him that something happened here."

Servants and Masters can communicate, and Arturia asked Mordred to contact Shi Jie Jie Li to let the other party know the situation here.

At this time, Joan of Arc had also walked over, her eyes swept over Mordred and Artoria, and finally stopped on Artoria.

"Saber on the red side, and..."

"You have many questions, Saint of France."

Artoria took the initiative to speak and said indifferently: "However, this is not a suitable place for conversation. I won't mind explaining it to you when the master of Red Saber comes here later."

Chapter 215: My father, what is her identity and what is your status?

Joan of Arc is not a person who likes fighting. If possible, she prefers to solve problems in a peaceful way. Therefore, she has no reason not to accept the goodwill released by Artoria.

At this time, Artoria also began to look at Joan of Arc in front of her.

It's the same face as Artoria, but Jeanne's size is much larger than Artoria herself... Of course, she's talking about Sword Dumb.

She remembered that there was an abnormality in this Holy Grail War, because the Ruler of the last Holy Grail War, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, did not disappear and also participated in this Holy Grail War, which led to the consequences of this Holy Grail War. Ruler Joan of Arc is incomplete in this world and can only rely on a girl named Leticia.

I remember I heard a saying before that it was not Jeanne who fell in love with Sieg but Letitia, and Jeanne was just influenced by her.

Joan of Arc did not forcefully possess Leticia's body. The compassionate Joan was unable to do such an inhumane thing. She only used the body with the other party after getting the other party's permission, and There are fundamental differences between the two perverts, Liangmian Sunuo and Naohua.

However, the one currently using the body should be Jeanne. After all, Leticia is just an ordinary high school girl, and she doesn't dare to just walk over like this.

After a while, Lion Jie Jieli also came over.

"Really, what happened? You didn't tell me clearly when you contacted me, so you asked me to come over quickly..."

Although he was complaining, Lion Tribulation Realm was not slow in his movements, "I have set up a barrier so that no one outside can hear the content of our conversation."

"Thank you for your hard work. Our discussion shouldn't last long, so there's no need to find a place to eat and sit down to talk..."

"Gu~~~~"

Several people present heard the strange sound.

Lion Jie Jieli looked at Mordred subconsciously, causing the latter's face to turn slightly red.

"What do you mean! I'm a servant! I'm not hungry at all, let alone making such a loud noise!"

"No, no, I didn't mean that..."

The fist suddenly raised in front of his eyes made Lion Jiejie retreat one or two steps in fear. He was punched this morning. Not only did his beloved sunglasses break, but his face was still hurting after a day.

But the problem is... you knew that servants would not be hungry? I thought you didn't know, and you were hungry every day...

"I feel so unhappy inside for no reason... Master, are you not criticizing me in your heart?"

"!!!"

"You really said bad things about me in your heart! Damn, I'm going to explode with you!"

Turning her eyes away from the couple who were playing tricks, Altria looked at the French saint who was holding her stomach and blushing to her ears.

"That... Actually..." Jeanne showed an expression that she was about to cry.

"... Forget it, let's find a place to eat first. Is there anything you can't avoid?"

In fact, Jeanne was planning to buy dinner just now, so she appeared nearby, but after seeing Mordred and Altria, she walked over directly and forgot about dinner.

It's really... too embarrassing.

The group found a random place to eat. After all, the four of them had all experienced hardships on the battlefield. They might have some preferences, but they were basically not picky.

After all, if they were picky eaters, they would have died long ago.

... No? It seems that three of them have really died?

Forget it, don't pay attention to those details. People who pay too much attention to details often can't find their other half.

"Then, introduce yourself first."

Altria took the initiative to speak, and her confident aura naturally overflowed, as if this was her home court.

"They are the Saber (swordsman) and his master of the red team, I believe you already know, as for me..."

Altria paused for a moment, glanced at Jeanne's face, and then said: "I am the Ruler (judge) of this Holy Grail War."

"Don't rush to deny it, you are also a Ruler, you should be able to see my information, right? This is more convincing than any evidence. After all, although there is a treasure that can hide information in front of the Ruler, it cannot tamper with the information, right?"

"But..."

Jeanne frowned and stared at Altria's face.

"I know what you are going to say. There should be only one Ruler in a Holy Grail War. As for me... the reason is complicated to explain, but please believe me, my existence is in accordance with the regulations and will not cause any damage to the progress of this Holy Grail War."

"If you still can't understand, well... then just understand it this way. My existence is to assist and supervise you. The reason is that the Ruler in the last Holy Grail War did some illegal things, which made the Holy Grail system no longer trust the existence of the Ruler. Therefore, there will be two Rulers, you and me, in this Holy Grail War, to play a role of mutual checks and balances and mutual supervision."

Looking directly into Jeanne's eyes, Altria said seriously: "I don't know if you can understand it this way."

"No! I can't understand it at all!"

It was not Jeanne who said this unexpectedly, but Mordred who had been sitting quietly beside him.

"Why should a great man like you, father, be an assistant to such an old-fashioned and dull village girl!"

"Old... old-fashioned?! Dull?!!"

"Also, what is your status as father? How can you be qualified to be in the same class as father?!"

After learning that her father Altria's class is Ruler, Mordred just thought it was natural.

In her mind, her father is the most just, perfect, and noble being in the world. Although she always felt that if her father was summoned, he would definitely be Saber (swordsman), who is known as the strongest class, but when she learned about the existence of the special class Ruler (ruler), she felt it was very reasonable.

That's right, even Saber (swordsman) is not worthy of our father's status, and only Ruler (ruler) can barely meet the status of our father. She even thinks that the Holy Grail has a good eye.

And now, there is a second Ruler in front of her! And it's still a rustic village girl!

Does that mean that my father has ended up at the same level as a village girl?

What a joke!

At this moment, Mordred had forgotten that there was a Ruler before, namely Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

However, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada was too low-class in Mordred's eyes, and she forgot about it in a blink of an eye. At that time, she was thinking about how to get along with this different father.

Chapter 216: The village girl Jeanne was fooled

"Mordred, sit down."

Shouting to Mordred who stood up angrily, Altria inexplicably thought of Inuyasha.