My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 437: Laughing in front of the black robe, washing hands to make soup

The night is approaching dawn, and the villagers who got up early seem to have started a new day's work. Carrying the fainted Jeanne on their backs, Shuo Yue and the artificial man, who were walking slowly, arrived at a farmhouse in the village and asked the owner of the farmhouse to stay overnight.

"Did he fall on the road?"

The old man had just finished his morning work and was preparing to rest. When he saw Joan of Arc holding Shuo Yue in his arms, he said worriedly.

Is it because he recalled the old man Mackenzie in Fuyuki City and the time when he was young and struggling? A smile appeared on the young man's face and he answered the old man's questions gently, making him feel at ease. The artificial man thought that the 'master' would use suggestion magic, but things went unexpectedly smoothly.

"Please come in. I just hope that the three of you will not dislike my humble house."

"No, I'm very grateful for allowing us to stay overnight, so how can I complain about it?"

The old man called himself Serxiu. He was born and raised in this village. He raised his child and sent him away. Then he continued to live here farming. He also said that this was an ordinary life with nothing special.

The android watched with envy as Shuo Yue negotiated with the old man, then walked up to the android and led her to the rest room.

"Even if your body is strengthened by the third method, you will still be tired after not sleeping all night. Okay, take a rest. I will wake you up before noon."

"Okay, Master."

Master... Shuo Yue raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything. He just motioned for her to rest and then led Jeanne out of the room.

He has no objection to titles such as master, but he can't help but sigh that he has one more title in this Holy Grail War...

"Master"

"Mr. Shuo Yue."

"Ah, it's Shuo Yue's mother!"

"I've already said that mother is the address of women. No matter what, you should call me dad or brother..."

The young man's always calm expression would only become helpless when little Jack acted mischievously.

After a short rest, the old man went out to work again, and Shuo Yue happened to occupy the magpie's nest, where he opened the communication magic openly and communicated with Lingxia and others on the black side.

With the magical use of displacement and projection, the images of the Sixth Director Lingxia, Artoria, and Little Jack appeared in front of Shuo Yue. Perhaps it was because she was about to go to bed. Sixth Director Lingxia's hair was pulled back casually, and she was wearing a light green suspender nightgown. Her body was plump, her shoulders were half exposed, and her twigs were bearing fruit.

The silver-haired little loli was laughing and playing on the bed; Dai Mao, who took off his hood, stood quietly by the bed, with a slight smile on his flawless face, and nodded to Shuo Yue.

"Lingxia, it's been several days, haven't you changed her habits?" Taking her eyes away from Lingxia, Shuo Yue rubbed her eyebrows and listened to little Jack's words: "One mother, two mothers, three mothers." A mother's cheers, she said with a tired heart.

"You also know that little Jack is very stubborn in this regard." Lingxia smiled fondly, obviously happy to see the result, "I also told her about it, but the kid forgot all about it after a while. .

Sixth Director Lingxia may be natural, but Shuo Yue and Artoria will never miss the details in their words. The master and the slave looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Little Jack's true form is a collection of resentful spirits, which determines her dangerous inhuman nature, which is not only reflected in her ability to kill without any psychological burden, but is even more worrying mentally.

Is it difficult to correct a child’s name? No, this is a very easy thing.

But little Jack can't do this because the concept of 'dad' does not exist in her cognition.

The sixth director, Lingxia, has not yet realized that the relationship between them is abnormal, because little Jack is destined to be unable to 'grow up'. Even if Shuoyue promises that they can live together after the Holy Grail War, Lingxia and little Jack will not be able to live like ordinary people. Mother and daughter get along like that.

...We must find a way to solve this matter.

Keeping this thought deep in her heart, Shuo Yue briefly explained the current situation here. After mentioning that Zheng Ping ran to her, Shuo Yue clearly saw a guilty expression on Artoria's face.

As expected, you are stupid. Back then, you dared to let Diarmuid go for the sake of the morality of the knights. Now it is not surprising that Joan of Arc comes to find me.

Thinking of the story that happened in FZ, Shuo Yue smiled knowingly. He didn't realize that he was comparing himself to Kiritsugu. He just glanced at Daimao angrily and continued:

"In short, that's it for me. Then, let's continue the previous topic. My king, have you told Lingxia about it?"

What Shuo Yue mentioned was about conquering Mordred.

"Yeah." Artoria pursed her lips, still resisting a little, "But, I still don't think I can do it..."

"It all depends on human factors, not to mention King, you don't want your relationship with Lord Mordred to continue like this, right?" Shuo Yue chuckled, "I will notify the red side, but as for you -"

"Shall I tell Danik?" Lingxia said.

"No." Shuo Yue shook her head, "This will make Danik think that the Osare family's intelligence network has penetrated Romania, which will not be conducive to your subsequent disguise."

Romania is the territory of Thousand World Trees. If Lingxia learns of the red side's movements earlier than they do, Danik, who is suspicious by nature, will never let Lingxia go.

"I do have an idea, but I have to aggrieve my king."

Hearing this, the hair on Artoria's head raised a question mark.

"What's the meaning?"

Facing Dai Mao's question, Shuo Yue smiled and said nothing, but turned sideways so that the person on the other end of the communication could clearly see the girl lying on the bed behind him.

"Wow, another Artoria mother."

"This is...Miss Joan of Arc?"

"Shuoyue, what's going on?!"

Lingxia and Artoria's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, especially Artoria, who was in disbelief.

Didn't Joan of Arc say she wanted to find Shuo Yueqing? Why was he searching and suddenly crawling onto his bed?

The bad premonition of having her house stolen from her heart arose in her heart. Arturia looked at Shuo Yue suddenly and heard Shuo Yue say:

"Joan Arc used up too much energy last night. When she found me, she had no energy left. I simply knocked her out and brought her here."

"I know the roads...but why did I have to knock her unconscious?"

"What are you talking about, Miss Artoria? This is the adjudicator. He is the enemy of our blue team, right?"

Sixth Director Lingxia spoke up and was the first to refute Artoria's words.

"As Lingxia said, although I look similar to you, my position is very different, my king."

Speaking of this, Shuo Yue gave Artoria a thoughtful look, which made her hair grow cold.

"Okay, back to the topic, my plan is this..."

After Artoria exclaimed, refused, felt aggrieved, and agreed, Shuo Yue ended the communication, turned to look at the saint sleeping on the bed, frowning slightly, and sneered after a long time.

"You're in bad luck."

He skillfully picked up Joan of Arc, took her to the dining room, and used a binding technique on her. Then, Shuo Yue walked to the kitchen stove and started to get busy.

The morning light was dim, and the self-cleaning window lattice fell, illuminating the young man's serious profile and the arc of his mouth with unknown meaning.

The man in black robe laughs in front of the stage, washing his hands to make soup.

The original sentence is "Go to the kitchen for three days, wash your hands and make soup." Of course, I have changed it here.

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