Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

——And Gold is the provider of artificial human technology.

Gold's face stiffened when he saw Shirou.

"Assassin, what can you do with me?"

"Speaking of which, I really thank you for what happened last night. If you and Saber didn't delay the time, then Ruler and I wouldn't be able to leave, let alone collect so much information."

Hearing Shirou's words of praise, Gould immediately became elated.

"Haha, Assassin, we are all members of the black camp, of course we should help each other..."

Then Gould began to perform funny performances in Shirou's eyes, his words were full of righteous words, and he forced to pretend to be aristocratic.

There was a cheerful atmosphere in the castle.

"Speaking of which, Assassin, are you interested in becoming my servant?"

"This is unnecessary." Shirou lightly refused, "I have already found my master."

Gold nodded regretfully.

"Speaking of which, our black berserker seems to be called Frankenstein, right? It's an artificial human made by a Frankenstein." Shirou emphasized the pronunciation of the artificial human, "I didn't expect it to be a woman."

Gold wiped his sweat: "Yes, yes."

"What do you think of her?" Shirou was about to slap Gold on the sidelines. He wanted to see if this magician was a lunatic who pursued his roots like Emiya Tokiken's nominal grandfather, or Just an ordinary magician with various flaws.

Gold was sweating even more. He responded to Shirou's words like this, as if he knew Frankenstein, but in fact he didn't know what Frankenstein was, and he didn't know those words. What does Frankenstein do.

Magicians basically scoff at this kind of science fiction.

Shirou knew that he had miscalculated, and saw his embarrassment at a glance, and laughed: "Speaking of which, the man-made man made by patchwork is also very interesting. In the novel, he asked the doctor who made him to give him a woman. Companion. By the way, what if the androids here want a partner?"

"Don't worry, Assassin, these artificial humans I created are all tools without self-awareness, and they certainly won't have such strange ideas." Gould patted his chest and patted his chest.

But when he patted his chest, his bulging stomach trembled.

"What if there is?" Shirou asked.

"Then, then—" Gold hesitated, "Find them one? Anyway, there are quite a lot of artificial humans."

This answer was somewhat unexpected to Shirou.

Interesting.

At least it can be regarded as saving the life of Gold who said those words.

If Gold is a crazy magician who ignores ethics, Shirou will definitely find a suitable opportunity to carry out a righteous backstab.

Gold, who was completely unaware that he had saved his life, quickly changed the subject in order not to embarrass himself any longer: "By the way, Assassin, you have found your master, how are you getting along with your master?"

"It's okay." Shirou thought of the android girl.

It's impossible to get along badly with her, right?

If a whiteboard can get along poorly with an artificial human who can draw whatever he wants, that is already a huge problem in being a human being.

Gold scratched his ears and cheeks, showing embarrassment, making people think that the middle-aged man died somewhere.

"Well, Assassin, do you have any experience with the relationship between the master and the servant? My saber always feels that he is not obedient at all. When I asked him what wish he had, he also said that there was no wish big enough to be granted by the Holy Grail. "Gold paused when he said this, "Can you tell me how your master gets along with you?"

"There is no secret, my master pampers me very much, she allows me to do whatever I want."

"Then what wish do you have?"

"No, it's the same as your Saber. To be precise, it should be that I don't have a wish to be fulfilled by handing over to the Holy Grail. Of course my wish must be fulfilled by myself."

"Then you can enjoy the battle as you like?" Gold said subconsciously.

Shirou narrowed his eyes and stared at Gold.

Gold's scalp felt a little numb, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"Ahem, assassin, just pretend I haven't said anything."

"A Servant came to this world to fulfill his wish from beginning to end, so it's too tragic, right? If fighting is necessary, then it's okay to enjoy it?" Shirou said with a relaxed smile, "Maybe you oppressed him too tightly. gone."

"Really?" Gold wiped his sweat, "Maybe you're right?"

"Then what do you wish for?"

"My wish——" Gould thought for a while, then shook his head, "Should you prove your ability?"

He was also a little uncertain.

"Then you are not qualified to talk about your servant. In this respect, you are the same." Shirou smiled again, "Haha, let's not talk so much, there will be a battle meeting after dinner Open. Let's eat first."

Chapter 18 Amakusa Shiro's Wish

Hanging Gardens of Babylon, one of the Seven Wonders of the World.

This is a fortress suspended in the sky that took countless manpower and material resources to build.

Even in modern times, it would take at least the annual income of a small country to assemble the materials needed to cobble together a hanging garden.

Tens of billions.

This is already the minimum requirement.