Chaldea, your chieftain is back!

Even the clothes were covered in mud.

When he finally came to Tulifas, he looked at the little money left in his pocket.

Joan of Arc was troubled.

The girl she was relying on, Leticia, was just an ordinary rural student in France, so she didn't have much savings. When she went to Romania, the air tickets and all kinds of food and drink along the way had almost consumed all the savings of this country girl.

The heroic spirit doesn't need to eat, but she relies on a human being, so unlike the heroic spirit, eating is a must.

A penny beats a hero!

In fact, as long as the existence of a follower is black, the money will flow in.

Such as the ball machine (Columbus), such as the clubhouse (Queen Maeve), such as picking up money on the street (Gilgamesh).

But as a saint, Joan of Arc obviously followed the rules to the extreme.

It is impossible to do bad things, it will never be possible, only working part-time can make a living. I really like part-time work, whether it is working for France or working for a restaurant.

So, in the morning when Mordred and Shijie Jieli came to the restaurant for dinner.

I saw Joan of Arc, who was wearing a traditional long skirt and maid outfit, serving the dishes.

"Tch~ I came to Tulipas as a servant of the black side! I hurried over, it turned out to be a village girl from Orleans!"

Mordred looked disappointed, and then sat down on the seat carelessly.

She was not a fool in Chaldea, at least she recognized almost all of Takeuchi's faces.

"Hey! Village girl! Order!"

Joan of Arc walked over slowly, but she wasn't very angry.

"Red party saber Mordred, what do you want to eat?"

"Let me consider!"

Mordred is ordering,

"Hi, ruler, I'm Saber's master Shishi Jieli, please take care of me when we meet for the first time!"

"Hello! Mr. Lion Jie."

Jeanne nodded.

"This, this, this, this, two of each!"

Mordred ordered a lot of food casually. This morning, because the tourists couldn't come in, the whole restaurant was just the two of them eating, and it was actually pretty idle.

Joan went to the back kitchen with the menu, and then turned back.

Dang bang~

The door of the restaurant opened again.

"Hey! Xiao Mo, you're leaving too fast, wait for us!"

Toba took the young girl Artoria into the restaurant, and saw Joan of Arc for the first time, and was subconsciously taken aback.

Joan also saw Toba.

hum~~~

The apocalypse skill is activated, the exclusive skill of the saint.

Feeling dizzy for a while, Joan of Arc seemed to see something, which awakened her past memory.

It was in a distant world, Orleans ruled by the Dragon Witch and the evil dragon, and France was about to be destroyed.

At this critical moment.

This man appeared on that land with a servant Lancer,

"Are you the Saint of Orleans?"

"I'm not a saint, just an ordinary country girl."

"Anyway? If you want to save France, which is about to be destroyed, follow along!"

"But I'm weak now, and I've lost most of my strength as a ruler! And I'm hated by everyone."

"Strength or something is not necessary, but if you have the heart to save your own country, even if you just throw a stone at the enemy, it is good and you are also a brave person!"

"Then, I'll join!"

Jeanne held out her hand.

The man smiled, and then led her all the way through the thorns and thorns, uniting all the heroic spirits he met along the way, and after several life and death, he finally defeated the witch and saved France.

Joan of Arc stood there in a daze, and suddenly a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Looking at the man, he smiled excitedly.

"Mr. Toba, long time no see!"

"Jeanne, it's you!!!"

Toba stood at the door in a daze, suddenly feeling that the world today is all white.

Various beautifying filters have been added to the picture repeatedly, and the smile of the holy girl is as beautiful as a lily with dewdrops in the morning.

"long time no see!"

Toba stretched out his hand, filled with emotion.

During the Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon, he was still that stupefied kid who dared to save people with only a dog brother by his side. Chief life big.

But so far even Tatsuka Fujimaru, the European next door, has not been able to summon Joan of Arc, which shows that the restraint really raises Joan of Arc as her own daughter, and she will never let her go!

Chapter 13 The Daughter Who Longing For Day and Night

"I didn't expect you to be the ruler of the Holy Grail War this time, really,,, I am so relieved!"

Toba said with a smile.

As a previous battle, not every follower will have the memory of fighting together, but Joan of Arc can ring, obviously because of skills.

Facing Zhenzhen, a ruler who obeys all the rules, Toba said, "I have nine ways to make her blow the whistle! Nine ways! Hahaha!"

This is solid!

"Since then, we really haven't seen each other."

"If it weren't for the Lord's apocalypse, I probably wouldn't be able to recall the past when we fought side by side!"

Jeanne also said with emotion.

"Since then, Kiyohime has answered my call and came to Chaldea. She will be very excited if she sees you."

(Qing Ji: As long as you don’t rob men from me, you are good sisters!)

The two people at the dinner table are talking about old times.

The lion Jie Jieli on the side just felt that Toba was really awesome.

This shit, you can still meet the acquaintances of Heroic Spirit!

What a wide social circle!

"Last night, you played a game with the black side! Mr. Toba!"

"I went late, and when I got there, I found that you were all gone."

"Ah! It was a fight, and there was no result!"

"Speaking of which, Jeanne, why do you work in this place?"

Toba looked at this restaurant, and the waiter Joan of Arc, was actually quite puzzled, are the servants without a master messing so badly now?

"Mr. Toba!"

Joan of Arc suddenly remembered something important, and hurriedly held Toba's hand, the corners of the eyes of the young girl Artoria twitched as she watched.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the two people away.

"Dah! This is my master!"

"Hey? Red square caster, you may be wrong, I didn't want to compete with you for master!"

Jeanne said with a blushing face.

"Mr. Toba, you are the master of Chaldea who saved humanity, so you must help me!"

Joan explained the reason why she was dependent on the girl.

"That is to say, do you think there is something shady about this Holy Grail War?"

"That's for sure!"

Joan of Arc said that someone must be playing tricks. Although I don't know who it is, I must punish them.

Toba became more and more sure.

It must be the priest playing tricks!Must be!

"Anyway, I understand this matter! As the master of Chaldea, I cannot just ignore it."

Toba looked at the father and son who had finished eating.

"Anyway, come to our hotel, let's exchange information carefully!"

Toba stood up.

"Well, Mr. Toba, can I,, go to your hotel to do laundry?"

Jeanne said with some embarrassment.

"On the way here, I was attacked by the red Fang Lancer, and my clothes were covered in mud!"

I wipe, is it so blatant?

"of course can!"

Toba opened the wallet directly and took out a stack of banknotes.

"You take the money first!"

"No, how can this be!"

Joan hastily refused!

"You don't have to worry too much about it, Jeanne."

"You came to Romania while possessing Leticia this time, and you have almost spent all of her savings!"

"As your friend, shouldn't it be right for you to check for gaps? The Holy Grail War can't be over, let the little girl go bankrupt and go back to France all the way!"

"Also, do you think I will lose this Holy Grail War?"

Toba said with a smile.

"That's right!"

Joan of Arc watched Toba inexplicably feeling a burst of self-confidence in her heart.

Mr. Toba can turn the tables in such a bad situation, shouldn't he be fine this time?

"Thank you, Mr. Toba, thank you very much!"

Joan took the money and put it in her pocket.

"Let's quit this job too! You go to our hotel first, and when we go out to do something, we will discuss it with you when we come back."

Toba looked at Shishi Jiekaili, who nodded, and then glanced at the girl Artoria.

"Caster, can I ask you to take Joan back to the hotel? By the way, bring these food to Spartacus and the man-made man!"

"I understand master!"

The young girl Artoria looked at Mordred somewhat angrily and reluctantly.

"Saber, I leave my master to you!"

"Father, wrap it on me."

"Even if my master is disabled, I will keep Toba safe."