Hellish Affairs

Joyas, who stepped forward, smiled and said to Circe: "It's been a long time, let me introduce myself first, I am Saber the Black, just call me Joyas."

"Joyas?!" Astolfo looked at Saber in surprise, and tilted his head: "Speaking of which, I have never heard of Saber's real name! Is it Joyas? Hmm! I remember Living!"

After pondering for a while, Circe cried out in panic: "Wait! Joyas...couldn't it be Joyas Pendragon?"

After being yelled at by Circe, Chiron suddenly thought of the legendary evil dragon, and a hint of surprise flashed in his emerald green pupils.

Only Astolfo was puzzled: "What? Is there any problem with Joyas' real name?"

"Isn't that a problem?" Circe was even more surprised that Astolfo had never heard of the legend of Joas: "It is said that the disaster that caused the twilight of the gods and killed nearly half-gods with brutal nature. Dragon of Evil, Joyas Pendragon!"

Then she found that the other party was right in front of her, showing a devilish and dangerous smile.

Although in fact Joyas' expression has not changed from the beginning to the end.

Circe, trembling as a demigod, already regretted why he listened to the other party's words so easily.

Are dragons really cunning by nature?This is love fraud!

Seeing the sudden change of Circe's expression, Joyas said helplessly, "I'm not actually a dragon of disaster, but just an ordinary holy sword user."

"So you are indeed Joyas Pendragon?" Chiron asked curiously.

"...Yes." Faced with this question, Joyas could only nod.

Chiron, who had already recognized the other party, smiled and said: "It is indeed completely different from the evil dragon in the legend. It is indeed the person who has been recognized by the holy sword... Ah, maybe it should be called a dragon?"

It doesn't seem to care that Joyas is very related to the evil dragon.

"It doesn't matter if you treat me as a human being. I have never deliberately differentiated myself from humans." Joyas, who did not expect Chiron to trust himself so much, was relieved, smiled, turned his head and said to Circe: "Yes Alright, let’s talk about the current situation first.”

For example, what is Chigurh's identity, why he and Astolfo were with Chigurh before, and the situation of this Holy Grail War.

Joyas briefly told Circe about Chigurh's current situation, and then looked at each other sincerely with his blue eyes: "Circe, at least now we have a common goal."

"Yes, is it?" Circe, who was being watched closely by Joyas, unconsciously opened a shallow smile, and then suddenly reacted: "Saber, how do you know my real name?"

"Let's just say it's a small ability, so don't worry about it." Joyas couldn't say that he slipped the tongue for a while, he turned his head away: "Then I'll go back to my room first, and there will be a big scuffle the next night, Archer, you too Get ready."

"The night after tomorrow? Wait..." Before Chiron raised his hand, Joyas had already left the room.

Why do you appear to be in such a hurry?

Turning around, he saw that at some point Circe took out two bowls of barley porridge with each hand and said in a regretful tone, "Huh? Are you leaving now? Are you going to let him taste the barley porridge?" ?”

Chiron said expressionlessly: "I suddenly remembered the Master's order to keep an eye on me in the castle."

Then it instantly transformed into light blue particles and disappeared into his room.

Circe's eyes then turned to the rest of the room, Astolfo.

Although Astolfo, who had a cold back, didn't know what happened and the two of them left so quickly, his intuition told him that nothing good would happen if he stayed here.

So Astolfo also scratched his head, and walked out of the room with a smile: "I'll go back to the room first! I will come over tomorrow when Chigurh wakes up!"

"Hey, wait, don't leave me alone..." Seeing Circe, who was the last person to leave, he could only look down at the two bowls of porridge that no one cares about.

I was left alone again.

squeak--

Suddenly the door of the room was pushed open again, and Joyas, who had no choice but to cover his head and feel a headache, said, "Don't show such an expression... come with me."

"Eh?" Circe raised his head in a daze, as if he didn't understand why Joyas came back after leaving.

Joyas couldn't explain it himself, but he just remembered hearing his aunt's voice before, and felt that he still couldn't let this guy who was afraid of loneliness leave him alone.

And there is a suitable tool people can use!

"But before that, put away your porridge..." Joyas looked at the two bowls of porridge in her hand, a little afraid to approach.

"Joyas!" Circe was so moved that his eyes were covered with mist, and followed beside Joyas: "Actually, this barley porridge is quite delicious, why don't you drink it?"

"I don't want it! Hurry up and change your appearance before you act!"

Chapter 224

Contrary to the silence of the night outside, the atmosphere in the room seemed a little tense.

For some reason, Circe, who was brought into this room, looked at the two people who were looking at each other blankly.

Joyas, who was quietly stared at by the saint, raised his hand silently: "Well, I can go back to my room..."

"Before that, can you explain to me why you knock on the girl's door in the middle of the night?" Joan asked blankly.

When he knocked on the door just now, he deliberately lowered his voice.

Although he already knew that Joyas was accompanied by a red Caster through his job skills, why did he act like he was doing something sneaky?

"Hey, I mainly because I don't want to attract attention..." Feeling embarrassed, Joyas coughed lightly, and tried to explain: "Look, after all, it's too bad for the red Caster to be discovered by other black servants."

Joan took a few glances at Circe, who had become exactly like the artificial human outside, and then looked at Joyas seriously: "Then Saber, why did you win over the followers of the red side? Shouldn't you be the same as the black side?" camp?"

"Black? For the time being, we have a common enemy, but we are still comrades-in-arms for the time being? But in the end, swords and swords will inevitably face each other. It is not surprising to recruit some suitable teammates now?" Joyas shrugged and looked at Joan of Arc strangely. : "This doesn't have any impact on the Holy Grail War, does it?"

"...It really doesn't matter." Joan of Arc seemed a little unacceptable, but the black servants quietly concealed the acceptance of the red Caster from the other followers of the black camp.

This is very strange no matter how you think about it!

Could it be that the black saber is ready to backstab his teammates at any time! ?

"Anyway, I saved her Master, so I can't leave this guy alone, right? I'm just doing what I want to do." Joyas smiled faintly, and his blue pupils met Joan of Arc. watching.

"Joyas!" Circe, who was not rejected for the first time, was so moved that he rushed over again.

Joyas supported the opponent's forehead with a toothache on his face: "Wait! They said don't rush over! Are you Ah Fu too?"

Seeing the fight between the two, Jeanne sighed: "I understand, so what exactly are you trying to do, Saber, when you come here so late?"

"Ah, although I feel a little disturbed, can I accompany this guy tonight?" Joyas placed Circe in front of Joan like a cat.

"Huh?" ×2

Circe and Joan made dumbfounded voices at the same time, and looked at each other.

"Wait, Saber, who do you take me for?" Joan felt that Joyas seemed to have misunderstood the function of the arbiter of the Holy Grail War.

"A lady who responds to requests?" Joyas thought for a while and came up with a vague answer.

Staring at Joyas with sky blue pupils, Joan asked blankly: "So you just throw the red Caster to me?"

"How, how can it be said that it was thrown to you?" Joyas said uncomfortably, "Am I like the kind of person who throws troubles to others?"

"Wait, is it possible that Joyas thinks I'm troublesome!?" Circe found that he seemed to be disgusted from the beginning to the end.

"No, no, why would I have that kind of thought?" Joyas turned his head away guiltily: "It's just that it's not good for a man and a widow to be in the same room in the middle of the night, and it doesn't matter if two women stay together Yes! Isn't it!"

Joan shook her head and sighed, looking at Joyas speechlessly.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Joyas seemed to have noticed something and asked, "Did it disturb your rest? If that's the case, I'd better take this guy away."

After speaking, Joyas got up and led Circe towards the door of the room.

"Wait, Saber..." when Joan got up and wanted to stop her.

Joyas had already pushed Circe out of the room, then smiled and waved to the girl: "Good night, I wish you a sweet dream."

Slowly closed the door.

He also vaguely heard the words of the red Caster in the corridor saying that it is unclear whether he should eat porridge in this case.

"I don't need to sleep..." Joan looked in the direction of the door strangely.

"Miss Joan, maybe Mr. Joyas already knows about my existence?"

"Laetitia?" The girl who thought she should be asleep at this time suddenly spoke, and Joan of Arc asked in surprise, "Are you awake?"

"Yes, I just woke up after hearing Miss Jeanne's conversation."

"Sorry... for disturbing you." Joan of Arc apologized with some embarrassment.

"No, it's okay! I didn't mean to blame Miss Joan of Arc." The girl's panicked voice sounded in Joan of Arc's heart.

As an ordinary female high school student, Leticia was originally just a devout believer.

It wasn't until the Saint Joan of Arc's Saint Foundation was inserted that I first came into contact with the magician's mysterious, heroic battle.

Although the girl answered like this, Jeanne still said with a serious expression: "Next time I will make Saber pay more attention."

Anyway, knocking on a girl's door late at night is too indecent!

Leticia laughed like a silver bell: "I don't think Mr. Joyas will do this again? After all, he is so gentle."

"Gentleness?" Joan of Arc frowned when she heard that saber could tease her every time, and said suspiciously: "Leetia, are you sure you are talking about that black saber?"

"Yeah? At that time, I saved Miss Joan of Arc, and when I helped pick up my luggage, I avoided my personal belongings in a very gentlemanly manner, and inviting Miss Joan of Arc to eat together should also know that Miss Joan of Arc is in a possessed state, right? After all, Joe Mr. Yas said that he can predict the future..." Letitia listed Joyas' every move one by one.

"Wait, Leticia, that's not considered salvation, it's just a normal battle between Saber and that Lancer in the Holy Grail War." Joan of Arc corrected the girl about one thing.

"That means Miss Jeanne is not denying what happened next, right?"

Jeanne was silent for a moment, then nodded reluctantly: "Well, you are right, but even so, that guy is definitely not gentle!"

"Mr. Joyas may have misunderstood Miss Joan." Leticia reassured her and fell silent.

Seeing the girl's silence, Joan thought she had fallen asleep exhaustedly.

Who knew that Leticia suddenly asked: "Miss Joan, Mr. Joyas' wish is to obtain a physical body, that is to say, will he stay in this world?"

"That's right." After Joan answered subconsciously, she realized that the girl's question was very abrupt.

She couldn't help being startled, and the faint uneasiness in her heart seemed to be becoming a reality.

Chapter 225 Nobody Knows How to Protect Teammates Better Than Me

So Joyas and Circe waited for the other to wake up in Chigurh's room.

Until the night dissipated, the distant horizon began to turn white.

The warm morning light shone into the room through the lily-like pale white curtains, and Ziggy, who felt the light, slowly opened his brown-red eyes.