Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

"In the name of the command spell, command"

"In the name of the command spell, command?"

"Punishment will be imposed on those who attack the ruler"

"Will the attackers be punished?"

"lancer,"

"lancer,"

"Suicide."

"Si-eh?"

Joan looked at Shirou angrily: "You, plan on me!"

Shirou spread his hands: "Hey, I'm teaching you how to be a referee. And don't you read it that way? Don't forget, who provides food, drink, and accommodation these days of."

Joan was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Cannibals are soft and short.

Why did you get on someone else's boat like this?

Joan poked her finger, and said anxiously: "But, I absolutely can't do such a thing. The Holy Grail War has just begun, so let people leave the field like this. Isn't this kind of referee too unfair?"

Seeing Joan of Arc's appearance of a Virgin Mary, Shirou put his hands on his hips.

He knew it would be like this.

"It's okay, come on, go with me to collect some information, it will be regarded as a punishment for the red party, how about it?"

Joan thought about it and nodded.This is the level she can accept.

"What about Saber?"

"Let's put it there. I think they are evenly matched. They can last for a long time."

"Then how are we going to gather information?"

"Don't worry, I have special infiltration skills." Shirou smiled confidently.

Joan nodded in a daze, and quietly followed behind Shirou who was holding the shield.

"Wait." Joan clasped her hands together and prayed, "My lord, bless them not to get hurt."

Shirou shook his head and sighed.

The Virgin Mary is sick, that's how it is.

Chapter 7 Twinkle, Good Evening

Taking out his oldest investigative tool from the king's treasury, Gilgamesh quietly followed Shirou and Joan wearing Hades' invisibility hat.

In fact, she has been around here all the time, or in other words, she actually followed Lancer directly, waiting for Shirou and Ruler to arrive.

She had already guessed that Shirou would be so cowardly, so she prepared some props to follow him.

It's just that she really didn't expect that a certain person was really so cowardly and hid from the beginning, so that she had to spend a lot of effort to find him, and then followed him with the oldest tracker. behind him.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Gilgamesh followed the two of them lightly.

It's just that because her body is a bit small now, she can't run as fast as them at all, so she can't keep up.

She regretted it a little - why was she in such a hurry to take the rejuvenating medicine.

She was very dissatisfied with the pair of huge oppas when she grew up.The type she likes is relatively petite, so when she and Enkidu were together, they made her look similar to her current body shape.

And she was petite only when she was young, so she took rejuvenating medicine.

But now she regrets it a little.

"Ruler, don't keep squeezing me!" Shirou complained.

"I can't help it, Assassin, didn't you say that if we want to hide us, we must hide behind the shield? Or should we not be like this? The red side should not be able to detect us now." Joan of Arc held her chest helplessly Follow Shirou.

"That's not what you said." Shirou was very dissatisfied with Joan's behavior of hitting people with the ball every day, but he endured it in order to hide himself.

"Look, why can the lancer from the red side spot us? Right? It must be because they already have a caster who used some crystal balls to spot us. And only after hiding behind the shield, I can see us." Be sure that neither of us will be found."

Ruler felt that there was some truth to it.

"Then we just have to make do with it?"

"Then squeeze it." Shirou held his nose and endured it.

Seeing this, Gilgamesh was furious.

She originally thought that Shirou's favorite type was the same as hers, the petite type, but there was a traitor among them!

So he still likes Opie Da?

Thinking of this, Gilgamesh felt more and more reasonable.

Judging from the results she observed before, although Shirou loves his younger sisters very much, touching his head, or hugging his younger sisters to watch the sunset, but he has never crossed the line in any way.From Gilgamesh's point of view, Shirou treats his sisters like living pillows.Therefore, let's not say that doing something that is worth the death penalty and earning blood for three years, even if it is pornographic, they are not allowed to touch it.

But on the contrary, Shirou is completely different to another purple-haired girl with a big European style who was previously the container of the Black Cup.