Hey Timothy Grail

He just doesn't know yet.

"Oh, compared to the old man who conquered the king with five big and three rough, the sweet and sweet little sister Lainice is indeed picked up on the Champs Elysees..."

Thinking about it, the full bust covered by the front of the dress kept rising and falling, and the grievance and anger kept accumulating.

"She seems to be only fourteen years old."

"You really have Teacher Weber!!"

"She's just a child, please don't let her go!!"

Fang Han, Tohsaka Rin and even Mei Liangxin looked at the girl's coquettishness at this moment, and couldn't help but dream about it.

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at the same time.

Just when the arrival of Reinis surprised everyone.

The trio of Aili and Mao who drove from Germany are experiencing an unspeakable wonderful journey.

In the suburbs on the west side of London, the fledgling "Fuyumu Rider" Alice Faier drove a silver beast all the way.

- Mercedes? Benz 3oosL.

The streamlined body full of elegant charm is as stable as a lady, as well as the sick and beautiful Ai Li.

The roar of the side-by-side six-cylinder engine is as majestic as a wild beast, and its momentum is extraordinary, just like the king of knights.

As for Eliasviel, who was simply forgotten in the corner of the back seat? ?

—Happiness is theirs, I have nothing.

Seeing the group of girlfriends enter the unimaginable drag racing mode, the little loli Ilya who still looks like a minor is very troubled, maybe I was really picked up, the two in the front seat are the true love!

"Hey, do you think my speed is very fast? Saber..."

"It's... really unexpected... the technology is much higher than... I imagined...."

Looking at the old Siji Irisviel who was exuding a Fang Han-like smug smile on his face, Saber sitting in the passenger seat could only forcefully squeeze out a smile, and nodded stiffly.

God pity, she was the one who wanted to drive! !

For a Saber whose riding skills are above B-level, the behavior of running wild for more than 1 kilometers on the serpentine road is actually nothing, but the daughter Alice Faier who has always been gentle and virtuous, full of intellectual gentleness However, she was running berserk at such a speed, which really surprised her and was a bit unacceptable.

Is this the brand-new Ariel created together with the Great Holy Grail, contaminated with Mr. Fang Han's inner desires? ?

It's really... overjoyed! !

The King of Knights swallowed hard.

There are still children watching eagerly from behind. When Irisviel, a girl named Si Ji, who is called a car god and a novice writer, is driving the car recklessly, Saber is not as calm as imagined, but is in a state of tension all the time. In the state of battle, as a Servant, she has superhuman reflexes and strength. If there is any danger, she can quickly pick up Irisviel and escape from the car.

But in that case, Eliasviel in the back row would have to rely on herself to save her life.

I hope Ai Li can remember that she still has a daughter after being blackened, please, please!

"Don't worry, I did the training on purpose." As if seeing through Saber's worries and concerns, Irisviel patted her chest confidently and assured her.

"You said you were trained?"

"Yeah, do you know about intracranial orgasms? Have you ever heard of catching shrimps?? I have always learned the skills and knowledge that Mr. Fang Han remembers, so don't worry about it on me."

"That... are you sure Mr. Fang Han taught me??"

"What do you mean?"

"...Well, Irisviel, even though I am a Heroic Spirit, I also noticed that you have been driving on the right side since just now..."

"...Uh, huh?? No wonder there was so much honking along the way, I thought they thought we were pretty!"

"Ah this..."

"I can't help it. Mr. Fang Han's hometown drives on the right. It's not my fault."

Saber, the ancient knight king, pointed out the mistakes of modern common sense, but Irisviel did not show the slightest panic or embarrassment, but was as thick-skinned as an old fox like Fang Han and even Merlin. It seemed that everything that happened just now was just He responded as if he had made a very small mistake, and then slammed the steering wheel to change the driving route back.

"..."

"as long as you are happy."

Regarding this, Saber felt deeply helpless.

From just now, she discovered that Irisviel didn't understand road signs at all, and she didn't even know that she had to drive on the left side. If it wasn't late at night when there was very little traffic, this luxury bridge car would have been scrapped long ago!

This is the legend that the doors of the car are welded shut, and no one can get off the baby carriage leading to the clock tower today! !

But even though she didn't trust Irisviel's driving skills very much, when Irisviel suggested driving by herself, Saber actually agreed with her.

Although the possibility is very small, there is indeed a situation of being attacked by other heroic spirits while driving. When this happens, Saber cannot guarantee the safety of Irisviel.That's why Saber let Alice Viel, who volunteered, be the driver, but now it seems that whether this decision is correct or not is debatable...

"Um!?"

Just when Saber was thinking about which is more dangerous, being attacked by a heroic spirit or continuing to let Irisviel drive the car, a murderous aura suddenly came to the sky.

"parking!"

"Hey?"

Irisviel answered blankly at a loss, but Saber had already reached out to hold the steering wheel and directly stepped on the brakes.

"—Chi Chi"

The tires of the Mercedes slid on the asphalt road and emitted a puff of white smoke. The sliding vehicle stopped slowly due to inertia, and Saber carefully searched the surrounding atmosphere.

"This is the breath of a Servant... What a blessing! Misfortunes never come singly!"

"Saber, are you implicating me??"

"No."

At the front of the road, illuminated by the headlights of the Mercedes, an eerie figure appeared.

"—Cheers, cheers for our hatred!"

An ancient cloak with a strange style, the dark texture is dotted with blood-like crimson patterns, in the pale gold pupils, the eternal hatred seemed to rippling at that moment, only to hear that white witch, with With monstrous anger, I swear to this world:

"The way forward for you has been cut off!"

"—Give up struggling, Saber from the red side."

023 There is only one King of Knights in Great Britain, and that is me, Artoria

"...Saber!" Irisviel cried out.

Someone blocked the way, robbed? ?

The guardian knight of the Einzbern family made a decisive decision and said to Eri and Illya: "After I get off the car, you all get off immediately... Anyway, don't get too far away from me!"

"Ok!"

"So reliable."

Seeing Irisviel and Illya nodding, Saber immediately opened the car door and walked into the cold night.

At this moment, the night wind blew the trees on both sides of the road in the suburbs, making a rustling sound, and the air was mixed with the smell of scorched tires due to the sharp friction with the road.

Ignoring the danger of being hit by a car, the Dragon Witch on the opposite side, with a look that seemed to be condescending, confronting the King of Knights of Great Britain, said proudly: "I have been waiting for a long time, Saber from the red side, Saber from Great Britain Knight King, Mordred..."

"Um--!?"

Afterwards, Irisviel, who came down from the Mercedes, hid behind the tense vigilant Saber, and quietly watched this strange guy. The person she specially sniped here was the King of Knights, Mordred? ?

——What kind of knight king is this! !

"Saber, she seems to be squatting on the wrong person? Shall we explain?"

"No, there is only one King of Knights in Great Britain, and that is me, Artoria."

"Huh? You're not Mordred?? But there's only one saber on the red side?" Hearing the "whispering" of the two, Joan Alter blinked her beautiful eyes, almost suspicious: "The Impaler is really That’s how you explained it to me, did I miss it, it’s impossible??”

This scene was passed on to Fang Han and Mei Lin by the familiar who was being followed from afar.At the same time, Shishi Jie and Mordred who were specially "greet" them nearby also noticed the situation here.

"--Here!"

Mordret took the lead, rushing here with the helpless necromancer.

"It doesn't matter, even if you are not Mordred, as long as you are a servant of the red side, or a ruler of the black side, I will have to force you to leave here. Don't worry, as long as you don't resist, I, Joan of Arc It will be gentle."

Rebutted again and again by Arturia, the Dragon Witch, who was suspected to be summoned by the black side, changed from his cuteness and cuteness just now, and exuded a kind of aura that seemed to be able to dye the whole earth red with blood. Overlord's prestige - that is a strong sense of oppression that even a tyrant would feel afraid of!

This is the fall of the Holy Maiden of Salvation, joined by Joan of Arc Alter, the Witch of the Dragon.

"My hatred, my resentment, let you experience it."

"If you are also a Heroic Spirit, take up your sword and fight with dignity—"

Just as Artoria snarled at Joan of Arc indifferently, a red figure rushed towards Joan of Arc at an extremely fast speed, and the sword light with thunderous sound struck Joan of Arc Alter head-on.

"boom!"

Even though the defensive magic had already been cast on her body, coupled with the saint's cloak of flame punishment soaked in dragon blood, Jeanne Alter was still severely slashed by this sword, and she was in a confused and forced state. , was split and flew out in an instant, and the blood simulated by the magic power immediately spilled into the sky.

The shadow of Red Thunder tapped his toes, and the road surface was stepped into a depression in an instant, and he continued to rush like a projectile.

Coincidentally, the direction in which Joan of Arc was chopped off happened to be behind the place where Arturia and Irisviel were standing. Seeing the silver armored knight rushing towards him, the King of Knights slashed at him without even thinking about it. past.

"—Clang!"

The Invisible Sword clashed with the Brilliant Sword, and feeling the oppression and strength brought by each other, the two heroic spirits couldn't help but stalemate with each other.

"No, what the hell are you doing!"

"Can you give Joan of Arc the least respect??"