The Nuclear Sword Fairy from a certain cartoon

"Don't mind it too much, Saber. Since you are going to fight, you can't do it without filling your stomach."

After hearing this, Saber couldn't help but nodded in agreement, and the stupid hair on her head swayed with joy.

"Well, Shirou, what you said makes sense!"

"There are several people in this house. Won't it disturb me if I come in like this?" Saber, as a Servant, immediately noticed this.

"Of course it doesn't matter, we just need to be quieter."

"I see, I understand." Saber immediately eased her steps and walked into the house cautiously.

But the armor on her body was too much in the way, and no matter how lightly she stepped, it would make a sound. Therefore, Saber directly removed the armor, revealing the white dress underneath, and then followed Shirou to the kitchen.

Inexplicably, she felt her heart beating faster.

'What's wrong with me? 'Saber put her hand on her heart, feeling the accelerated heartbeat with some confusion.

"What's wrong?" Shirou suddenly turned around and asked.

"No, it's okay..." The moment she was looked at, her heart beat faster than ever before, and Saber said in a panic.

Not seeing any clues from the girl's expression, Shirou started cooking.

As a natural chef, coupled with his photographic memory, Shirou had enough recipes in his mind to fill an entire room.

"By the way, I'm going to school with Sakura tomorrow. Saber, are you going?"

"I am your Servant, Shirou, so of course I want to be with you." Saber answered without hesitation. She seemed to feel that the meaning was unclear, so she added another sentence. "This is to protect you."

"If that's the case, your outfit will definitely no longer work and you will have to change your outfit." Shirou smiled.

As Shirou said this, he left the kitchen and headed towards the living room.

Looking at his back, Saber had a bad feeling in her heart.

Less than half a minute later, Shirou returned to the kitchen, holding a blue top and skirt in his hands.

"Put it on, saber."

"This……"

Saber, who didn't know much about the school, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded under Shirou's eager eyes.

"That's the bathroom over there." Shirou pointed.

"Okay." Saber walked lightly into the bathroom and closed the door.

Then the sound of rustling clothes was heard. Shirou ignored it and concentrated on cooking.

In order for Saber to accept her current situation, she must first fill up her dissatisfaction with delicious food.

About 10 minutes later, when Shirou's food was ready, Saber walked out wearing brown clothes and a black skirt.

"Shirou...!" The girl called softly as if asking for help.

Shirou, who heard the voice, quickly walked over.

"what happened?"

Saber's cheeks were slightly red when she came out of the bathroom, and she used her hands to cover her skirt that showed off her white legs.

"The skirt...is a bit too short..."

Chapter 14 El-Melloi II

"Not too short, right?" Shirou tilted his head.

"Eh?"

Saber was stunned when she heard this sentence.

"Do all modern students dress like this?"

"Well... times are progressing."

In fact, the skirt of this dress is indeed shorter than what Sakura wears.

Because that’s the size Illya is wearing.

"If you really can't accept it, try another one tomorrow morning."

"Is that so..."

Saber finally breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to wear such a short skirt and go outside.

"Don't worry about that for now, let's eat."

Shirou brought the food to the table.

When she heard about eating, Saber's attention was immediately diverted.

She planned to ignore other things first and think about other things after eating.

……

two months ago.

England, clock tower.

Inside the El-Melloi mansion.

As the door of the mansion was pushed open from the outside, a man with long black hair dressed in a black suit, a red coat and a red scarf walked in with an expressionless face.

He walked to the sofa with steady steps, and then slumped down on the sofa like a puddle of mud.

"Huh...that's the end of today's class."

As the thin man uttered these words, a girl's playful voice came from the room next to her.

"Is this enough to make you collapse from exhaustion? You must be too weak, Lord El-Melloi II."

"Please... don't tease me, Lenise."

Weber said helplessly.

A few seconds later, beautiful blond hair came into view as the door to the room opened and Weber came into view.

Then there was a girl with fair skin and a slender figure like a ceramic doll. She was wearing a hat and adjusted her skirt. Her movements could be said to be extremely graceful.

However, the most impressive thing is her pair of flaming eyes that belie her age and contain a strong will.

The pupils are usually blue, but turn into flames when exposed to magic.

She looks to be about 15 years old, which makes people curious about what kind of life she spent to have such a pair of eyes.

Lenis El-Melloi Archizolti.

She was both the niece of Weber's teacher, Kenneth Elmloy Archibalud, and the woman who bound Weber's teacher to the position of monarch.

Her mother's talent as a magician was mediocre, so she did not inherit the family name. Instead, she married into the branch family Achi Zolti and gave birth to several children.

Beginning in November 1994, when Lenis was about 11 years old, Kenneth, the former head of the El-Melloi faction, died in the Fourth Holy Grail War, and his body was later transported back to the Clock Tower.

The El-Melloi family, one of the twelve sects, fell apart due to the sudden loss of its monarch. Not only did external forces rob the family property, but many branch families also broke away after plundering, leaving only the name of El-Melloi and huge debts.

Among the few remaining El-Melloi sects, Archizolti is considered to be at the bottom of the pack. After several twists and turns, Lenis, who happens to be more compatible with the source imprint, became the successor.

At this time, in order to settle the dispute between Archizolti and Archibald and declare their legitimate inheritance rights, Lenice was adopted as Kenneth's niece.

However, out of some slight resistance, she still bears the surname Achizoltti.

At the same time, young Weber Velvet survived the same Holy Grail War, inherited the abandoned El-Melloi classroom, and became a third-level lecturer in the Clock Tower. As Weber's reputation grew, Lenis finally had the opportunity to action.

One day in the third year after the war, Lenis tied Webb in front of her.

Lenis casually said that Kenneth's death was all Webb's fault, and Webb admitted his responsibility without any rebuttal and was ready to die, but hoped that Lenis would spare his life because he still had something to do. things to do.

Lenis was very happy to say that since she had to take responsibility, she would pay off the astronomical debts of the El-Melloi sect and restore only [-]% of the remaining El-Melloi source seals, which were almost impossible things. However, Webb said promise.

Lenis made one last request. Lenise, who was only 8 years old at this time, was old enough to inherit the throne of El-Melloi.

After signing the contract, Lenise and Waver, who became the monarch El-Melloi II, maintained El-Melloi together.

Memories of the past appeared in Weber's mind one after another, and then gradually faded away.

Weber looked at the blond girl. Behind the girl named Lenis, there was a strange-looking maid.

The so-called strange refers to her skin color, which is not black or yellow, but shining with a color that humans should not have - silver.

This mercury maid named Trimmau is said to be one of the best automatons in the industry.

Although the concept of human imitation has declined, the essence of this automaton does not rely on this concept.

"You really look like you are dying. It makes people worry about whether you can survive tomorrow."

The girl's lovely lips bloomed into a smile, like cherry-colored petals soaked in dew.

With a mischievous smile, the blonde girl said again.

"By the way, the holy relics you want are ready. It's still not too late for you to take a plane to that island country."

Weber, who was so tired from the numerous classes that he didn’t even want to move a finger, listened.

After saying this, he immediately sat up as if on stimulants.

Although he is 29 years old, Weber's eyes still have the same heat as when he was a teenager.

"I have finally waited for this day...!"

What happened that day is still fresh in Weber's memory.

Having survived the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City ten years ago, he returned to London with hatred and the desolation of a loser.

No one in the "Clock Tower" expected that Waver Velvet, who was considered the most immature in this Holy Grail War, would survive safely, so even if he came back, he could only be treated coldly.

A few years passed in confusion after that. With the idea of ​​revenge in mind, Weber regained his strength and temporarily became the third-level instructor of the "Clock Tower". He quickly began to stand out due to his outstanding talent in this area.

Although the formal school department was not decided at first, and only a few students continued to teach in front of him, the extremely simple and dynamic practical lectures suddenly became a topic that was not tolerated among the new generation of the Clock Tower.

It even persuaded several lecturers who had failed in the power struggle to take the stage, realizing an unprecedented multi-faceted education system.

In fact, Weber didn't mean to do it. Maybe he was so unlucky that he got lucky. In short, he lived quite smoothly in the next few years.

Chapter 15 Saber was deceived

For Weber, who was not favored by blood or talent, it would be more difficult to give rough and difficult lessons, that's all.

After all, although he managed to earn enough credits and became a third-level lecturer, he was still fundamentally lacking in ability and could only rely on the help of others.

When he was young, Weber worked hard day and night to study and study magic for the day of revenge. I think the wrinkles between his eyebrows now appeared at that time.

Regardless, he maintained the El-Melloi classroom for three years.

This can simply be said to be a miracle.

Although it is not of much value compared to other privileges, the management rights of the spiritual land are attached to the classroom.

If it was Weber who had no backing, he would have been taken away immediately if he was not careful. The fact that he was able to persist for three years was entirely due to his hard work.

"Holy relic... No need, I've already prepared it."

Weber said to Lenis.

"You really don't need it? The holy relics I prepared are related to the Mahabharata."

Lenis said without paying much attention.

"Those are not important. I am very confident in the "king" I want to summon."

Weber replied firmly.

"OK then."

Lenis nodded and left with the maid.

Weber, on the other hand, immediately prepared the materials needed for the ritual summons.

This time, no matter what, he must prove that the reason why his "king" failed to win in the last Holy Grail War was not because of lack of strength, but because he was not qualified to fight alongside the "king" at that time.

Now, after ten years of growth, Weber's state of mind and strength have been greatly improved. Although the level of magic is still third-rate, after so many years of coaching, Weber's attainments in magic have long been different from what they used to be.

Weber left the mansion confident and with a wind in his step.

……

However, less than a week later, Weber ran back to El-Melloi's mansion in embarrassment.

"Lenice! Do you think the holy relics you prepared before are still there?"