Dark Soul Moon

Then, the Black Witch was tricked.

What she faced was a embers who didn't know herself at all.

"I'm your old teacher."

Carla said so.

"...Sorry, I can't remember many things."

Ashes said in a low voice.

He felt that the other party was somewhat familiar, even if he didn't have the slightest memory of the other party.

Therefore, there is a high probability that you and the other party know each other.

"……Good for you."

The corners of Black Witch's eyes twitched.

Don't think too much about it, the fireproof girl is definitely doing something wrong.

"So, what do you want?"

Ashes saw the red marks on the back of the black witch's white hand, which was the proof of the participants.

He is ready for battle.

"It looks like you idiot disciple didn't restore your memory, so it's a pity."

The Black Witch slowly approached Ashes.

"However, it is really a blessing to see you again."

Stretching out his hand, he stroked the rough armor surface.

Carula noticed the little girl's somewhat hostile gaze, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Then, see you next time, idiot disciple."

According to the etiquette learned in a moment of boredom, the Black Witch raised her skirt slightly and curtseyed.

Then, her figure turned into black mist and disappeared.

"And you, the new fallen son of darkness."

As for Ying, when she heard such a sentence, her expression froze, and she secretly glanced at Ashes.

After realizing that his servant didn't seem to have heard this sentence, he was relieved.

According to the accepted knowledge, the Fallen of Darkness is the forbidden child from the abyss, a taboo existence.

She was a little afraid that Ashes would reject her when she found out.

Now it seems that his identity as the Fallen Son of Darkness can still be kept secret.

The only problem was the person who suddenly appeared before, claiming to be Teacher Ashes.

The little girl's eyes dimmed, thinking about how to deal with the other party.

…………

Atalanta sat on the railing, her cat ears moving slightly.

Beside the huntress, the saint of France.

The saint was invited from Atalanta because she wanted to know some questions.

"Ruler, do you know the information about that dark figure last night?"

the huntress asked.

The saint in ordinary clothes shook her head.

"Sorry, I'm only responsible for ensuring the normal progress of the Holy Grail War, but I will not disclose the information of the participants."

she said so.

"Also, I can't see through that servant's real name. The other party should have a treasure that hides his real name, which interferes with my inherent ability."

"So, Miss Atalanta, forgive me for being helpless."

The huntress was a little disappointed.

"whispering sound."

She was still wearing the clothes she had worn in Greece.

There is a hat on his head, which is a hat he gave himself, an equipment called Faris hat.

After becoming a Heroic Spirit, the Faris Hat also became a low-level Noble Phantasm.

"You are useless as a saint."

Atalanta said so.

"Miss Atalanta, it's a little rude of you to say that."

Jeanne frowned slightly.