You're Lazy, Dracula

"Really...really unexpected...skilled...the...driving."

Saber forced a smile at Irisviel, even as a Servant, she clenched her fists nervously at this speed.

"Is that so? I trained for it to be so proficient."

As Irisviel said that, she hung the gear in an unfamiliar way, and the control lever of the gear made a terrifying "click" sound in her hand.

"Among all the toys Kiritsugu brought to Einzbern, I like this one the most. I've always just walked around in the courtyard of the castle, but this is the first time I've driven in such a wide area. .this is amazing!"

"A toy...hehe..."

Saber turned his head in a cold sweat, most people wouldn't use this kind of machine as a toy.The first is because this kind of machine can run hundreds of kilometers per hour on the national highway at every turn, and once there is a problem, life is at stake; the second is how many people have the money to drive this Mercedes-Benz. Call it a "toy"?

Now they are driving this toy towards the castle of Einzbern.

"Well, wait a minute Irisviel. You never drove on the left just now, did you?"

The blind student Saber suddenly found a bright spot.

"Ah, yes."

Mrs. Irisviel replied in a daze, and then she swiped the steering wheel forcefully to put the vehicle back on the correct path.

[Fortunately, she knew to slow down when she saw the red light...]

Saber silently approached with cold sweat, and at this moment, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure standing in the middle of the national road out of the corner of her eyes.

"parking!!"

"Hey?"

Irisviel, who was suddenly overwhelmed by Saber's warning, asked blankly.And Saber didn't care to explain to her, leaned over to the driver's seat and grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, then stretched out her left foot and stepped on the brakes.

The Mercedes-Benz cut an arc on the national road, the tires rubbed against the road, and there was a sharp braking sound, but the figure flashed past.

But at this time, Saber recognized the body of the figure, which was undoubtedly a servant.

"...Saber."

Irisviel called out with some seriousness.

"You will get off as soon as I get off. In short, don't get too far from me."

Saber ordered, then opened the door and got out of the car.

She looked at the servant in front of her, who should be one of the two casters who had yet to show up.

But what surprised her was what the servant did next.

He did not attack Saber, but bowed his head respectfully, knelt on the asphalt road like a servant of the king and said:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Your Highness."

He looked up and explained to Saber:

"I'm so sorry for the late arrival... Really, I actually saw two saintesses on the crystal ball, but when I tracked the one before, that one suddenly disappeared on the mountain. No matter how I look for it, I can’t find it. Now that I think about it, it really is a phantom that I miss you too much... How can there be two saintess in the world, I’m really old-fashioned.”

"Saber, do you know this person?"

Irisviel asked Saber quietly.

"No, I don't have the slightest impression of him..."

Saber also seemed confused.

As if hearing the whispers of the two, Caster suddenly raised his head and asked excitedly:

"Oh, how can you say that. Don't you remember me?"

"Anyway, I met you for the first time... Maybe you made a mistake somewhere, you recognized the wrong person."

Saber, who was a little annoyed by his own bad son, replied unhappily.

"It's me! I am your forever most loyal servant Gilles de Ray! I have always been looking forward to your resurrection, and I have been waiting for the day when I can see you again, and it is for this purpose that I am here. Here you are. Jeanne!"

Caster started whimpering, exclaiming excitedly.

"I don't know your name, and I don't know what Joan of Arc is."

Saber puffed out her uncomprehending chest and said:

"Since you have given your name, I will give you my real name as a knightly courtesy. My name is Arturia, son of Uther Pendragon, King of Britain."

Caster asked excitedly, saying:

"How could this be? Why would you do such a cruel thing to my poor holy girl... God, you are so cruel!!"

He grabbed his tousled hair excitedly and let out a meaningless frantic cry:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He suddenly calmed down again, the feverish flame in his eyes disappeared, he looked at Saber coldly, and spit out words that made Saber's hair stand upright:

"Then I'm very sorry. It seems that compulsory treatment is necessary for you. Anyway - I will definitely prepare everything for you next time."

His body floated backwards, the black robe rattled in the wind, and he sank into the darkness, leaving only one sentence.

"I promise you, Joan! Next time we meet, I will... save you from the curse of God!"