Lu Mingfei is transforming into the final boss.

Lu Mingfei lay flat on the bed in the cell, his fingers moving idly as if drawing on the ceiling.

As a woman who went to prison, she had an unexpected and wonderful life experience.

"So, did I travel through time?" she murmured to herself. The unusually quiet environment of the cell gave her a space to calmly think and sort out the information she had. She must have traveled through time, and to a world she knew nothing about. The young man was not King Arthur at all.

She had a very good reason for thinking this way, because the young man had sworn an oath to his chivalrous ancestor Arthur Pendragon. Excluding the possibility that he had super-reduced his generation, there was only one possibility left: he was a descendant of King Arthur. But the biggest problem now was that she didn't know which era King Arthur lived in.

She only knew about King Arthur because of an anime, and the fact that she thought King Arthur was a girl is quite interesting, isn't it?

And the storm field when she was almost killed just now, that wasn't caused by her, at least she was completely unaware of it, and it didn't seem like it could appear naturally, it was a completely supernatural phenomenon.

The problems piled up like mountains, and she couldn't understand them at all. Moreover, it was an unknown place. Most importantly, she was starving. She had already braved the typhoon to run home, and then she had traveled through time. After a thrilling adventure, she ended up in a cage with no food, and she was soaking wet without even a towel. If it weren't for the warm weather, she felt like she would catch a cold.

"Ugh, I'm so hungry."

"Hey, it's your turn. Come out." A policeman standing ramrod straight called out to her. He didn't look like a corrupt cop, unless she misjudged him.

"Okay, sir."

Lu Mingfei immediately stood at attention, ramrod straight like a scolded elementary school student.

"It's unbelievable that such a cute girl is a criminal."

"Yeah, her thighs are probably not even as thick as my arms."

"She looks about the same age as my daughter."

The two policemen were talking casually in front of him, while Lu Mingfei listened to their conversation while walking behind with her head down.

"name?"

The policeman who called her out asked her in as gentle a tone as possible, which changed her stereotypes about America somewhat.

"Lu...Lu Mingfei."

But this didn't affect her slurred speech at all. Who would dare say they wouldn't feel nervous in such a situation? How big must their heart be? She thought she was fully prepared, but when the question actually came out, she lost her confidence for a moment.

"Age?"

Fourteen years old.

"She doesn't look like a Servant, more like a child still in school." The man in the coat watched Lu Mingfei's interrogation through the glass. He was the police chief of this police station. To avoid triggering the girl's self-protection mechanism, let's just call her that for now. He also specially found a few officers with good personalities who were easy to talk to.

Even the weakest Servant is not something a mortal can withstand. Based on the analysis of the scene, that abnormal storm field would tear a normal person apart and turn them into a pile of fragments the moment they came into contact with it. If the radius continues to expand, it could destroy the entire opera house without a doubt.

They seem harmless, but we still have to be careful.

"Have you found any records related to this girl?"

"No, not yet. However, she had a student ID card with her that said Shilan Middle School, second year of junior high school. The name and age matched, but we investigated and found that there is no school in the world called Shilan Middle School."

This is the first time I've met such a well-behaved student who answers every question. She answered everything, from her name and background to her age. She's much more honest than some criminals. Turns out she's a Servant, and a bit of a simpleton at that. She keeps saying in English that she's not good at English. She's so innocent that it's impossible to feel any malice towards her. And there's no record of her at all. Maybe the world is just that strange.

"Chief, someone claiming to be a priest from the church is looking for you." The door to the room was pushed open.

The man pondered for a moment, then looked at the girl outside the glass.

"There's no need to continue the interrogation; we won't get anything out of them anyway."

"Yes."

The blonde girl stared at the ceiling. The room was much cleaner than she had expected. Apart from being a little smaller, it was probably even cleaner than a cheap hostel. She pondered her own situation, but it seemed certain that she wouldn't be able to get out of prison anytime soon.

You look very tired.

"Ugh!"

"Don't be so surprised. You can pass through walls by making your body a spirit. The investigation is temporarily over. I came to check on you." The blond-haired youth shrugged and sat on a stool next to him. The heavy aristocratic-style armor and the chair looked strange together.

"Didn't I say leave me alone?"

"But you're not my master, are you?"

"Yes, I'm not your master."

"Then I have no obligation to obey your orders, do I? I am free to do whatever I want."

"I have no desire to participate in any Holy Grail War."

"That's impossible." He said, pointing to his gauntlet. "The tattoo on the back of your hand contains a spell that has replaced the function of the Command Seals, causing us, who are not in a master-servant relationship, to form a different kind of relationship, one of life and death."

"And that girl too." He suddenly changed the subject. "That girl, too, established a relationship with you similar to ours, which means that both our lives are sustained by you."

"That girl... is she also a Servant...? She looks like a middle school student." The girl's voice became a little low. The girl looked to be about the age of a middle school student, a bit naive, like the girl next door.

"Although it doesn't look like one, it is in nature, and it carries other auras, like something a dragon. By the way, she's fourteen years old this year; she said that herself during the investigation."

"Fourteen years old? That's too young. She's practically a child. And Ryu? She looks like an ordinary girl."

"Maybe."

"After all, there's no way to confirm it directly. Judging from her appearance, she probably doesn't even know what's special about herself. Besides, seeing that the people from Yamanaka¹ attacked her directly, there are probably other factors involved. Anyway, I owe you a favor, so I will protect you."

"Protect me? Protect me of what?"

"To avoid being killed."

"Why should I be killed?"

"Because you are the Master, regardless of your personal thoughts, it is an undeniable fact that your magical energy supplies me and that girl. That alone is enough for others to take action against you."

"That's terrible."

"At least you'd be subjected to extreme torture, like tearing open a wound and rubbing salt inside?"

"Can't you think of something positive? You should go and check on that girl instead."