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"Impossible! How could King Arthur be a woman? If she were truly a woman, why would she dress as a man and speak in a masculine tone?"

At this point, Ryoko Otonashi suddenly turned to Shirou Shirazawa and stared straight at him:

"Senior Bai Ze, do you think King Arthur was male or female?"

"Does it even need asking something so obvious?" Shirou Shiro was too lazy to answer such a stupid question. "It's definitely a woman."

"Huh...? But just a few days ago, I overheard some Knights of the Round Table training at the training ground saying that they were going to choose a new queen for King Arthur."

Seemingly to prove she wasn't lying, Ryoko Otonashi shifted her gaze to Akane Kano behind her and asked:

"Zhu Ge was there too, you should remember what they said, right?"

"If King Arthur were a woman, how could the Knights of the Round Table have chosen a wife for him? I've heard that the previous queen, Guinevere, was also a woman."

"If King Arthur were a woman, why would Guinevere marry him? What did she want?"

This is a well-reasoned and very reasonable speculation.

However, that was too presumptuous. If it were Enoshima Junko, she would never have asked such a stupid question.

"Could it be... that King Arthur concealed his female identity and ruled the country as a man?"

Although it was a question, Shirou Shirazawa's tone was very certain.

“Impossible!” Ryoko Otonashi categorically denied. “If that were the case, how could the Knights of the Round Table, who were with her day and night, not have noticed?”

"Maybe they're blind."

Chapter 652 Almost Spoken Badly to His Face

Chapter 652, Section 653: Almost Spoken Badly to His Face

This year's Star Martial Arts Festival is sponsored by King Arthur, but in truth, she is the undisputed protagonist.

However, precisely because of this, heated discussions about King Arthur's identity have been initiated on the internet in many parts of the world.

With just her hair tied up, wearing a crown, and dressed in men's armor, without any other disguise, would anyone really think she was a man?

The answer is yes, and many people believe this.

Because that's how it's recorded in history.

"So flat-chested, it's definitely a guy! Is there even a question?"

"I think he should be male, after all, that's how history records it."

"Nonsense! How could you not see that it was such an obvious woman?"

"Have men with feminine features never appeared in history? It is said that Zhang Liang was like that."

Looking at the comments online, Saber Artoria (Servant), who had come with Shirou Emiya, was both annoyed and amused.

But at the same time, I also felt inexplicably sad.

Another version of himself has realized his dream, personally saving the Kingdom of Great Britain from the brink of collapse from the ruins, and now, he is collaborating with other worlds to organize an unprecedented event.

Although they are both Artoria and their past experiences are not much different, their current situations are completely different.

If I could, I would wish I were the one standing there.

However, this is for the best.

Regardless of which version of myself I am, the Kingdom of Great Britain still exists, and that is enough.

"Saber, over here!"

Upon hearing Rin Tohsaka's voice, the Servant version of Artoria immediately walked over quickly.

This is an open-air cafe, but there are hardly any people inside.

Looking around, almost all the other shops were already full, except for this one.

Although Emiya Shirou is not here, another person also named Shirou is here.

According to Shirou's previous statement, those seem to be his counterparts in another world. I wonder how different they are from the Second Law.

"Saber, why are you wearing your cloak and mask again?" Rin Tohsaka said with a hint of exasperation.

The Servant Artoria remained silent. There was no great reason for her to do so; she simply didn't want to cause trouble for her other self.

After all, the two looked exactly alike, had the same temperament, and even wore the same armor. Even close friends would find it difficult to tell them apart.

This is, after all, another version of myself on my home turf. As an outsider, I can't possibly steal the spotlight from the master, even if it's another version of myself.

“Eh…” Rin Tohsaka sighed softly, then smiled and said, “We are discussing the comments online. Thanks to your unique temperament and character, King Arthur is currently the most popular. Even among the contestants, it would be difficult for anyone to surpass you in popularity.”

"I see..."

"Why do you seem so nonchalant? Popularity is power."

"I am not a contestant; popularity is only useful for contestants."

"Why didn't you sign up for the competition before? Cú Chulainn did sign up, and you can see him playing very well on the field."

"I'm not suited for this type of competition."

It's another event that you sponsored and organized yourself. What would it look like if you went and participated in it?

The two look exactly alike, so people will definitely mistake one for the other.

That would be bad for both her and himself.

There can't be two suns in the sky, and a country doesn't need two kings.

Previously, Artoria had invited her to help build the kingdom, but after much consideration, she ultimately declined.

While chatting, the two noticed a person in a white coat walking towards them in the distance.

His appearance bears some resemblance to Shirou Emiya, and he currently has dark circles under his eyes, looking like he has been suffering from insomnia for a long time.

"I walked all the way from there, and almost every restaurant was full. How come there are so many empty seats in this restaurant?"

"Is that even a question? It's obvious, isn't it? I've booked this entire store." Shirou Shiro replied with a smile.

"Huh...? Why would someone book a coffee shop for no reason?"

"Because I foresaw this situation, of course, not through any kind of precognitive ability, but through a reasonable deduction."

"So, I really hate the unintentional boasting of you highly intelligent people."

"It's unbelievable to hear such words of weakness from you."

"Sigh... These past few days, while working overtime, I've finally realized the gap between myself and geniuses. Right now, I'm completely out of ideas."

The man in the white lab coat is named Shiro Hasegawa, and he specializes in biology.

Not long ago, after the competition events for this year's Star Martial Arts Festival were decided, I had some free time and decided to come and help.

His job was to breed disposable monsters for the "Monster Battle" and "Survival Battle" events.

The so-called monster battle involves placing all participants in treacherous terrains such as lava and floating islands, and then introducing some freely moving monsters to increase the difficulty for the participants.

Each time a contestant defeats a monster within the allotted time, they earn one point. The team with the highest score at the end wins.

The survival battle is similar, except the terrain is more treacherous and the monsters are stronger, making it difficult for the contestants to defeat them and forcing them to run away.

For the past week or so, he has been creating monsters—powerful, weak, bizarre...

At first, I was very enthusiastic and worked tirelessly, striving for perfection in every task.

Later, they kept reducing the level of completion and even started cutting corners, causing the animals to deform and become a monster.

To this day, I am completely out of inspiration and have no good design insights left.

"Ugh...! I really can't think of any good ideas anymore. The thought that this Star Martial Festival will last for another half a month makes me feel like I have to draw my sword and commit suicide."

How many monsters have accumulated over the past few days?

"It can last about a week, basically one day at a time. Ha... the results of my work in one day can be completely wiped out by someone else in one day."

Hasegawa Shiro downed his drink in one gulp, slammed it on the table, and shouted:

"Waiter! Another drink, please."

"coming."

"I should have known better than to take this job. Artoria didn't even send me any help. She just kept urging me, saying it wasn't enough. This is a heartless country."

Although she knew that the person he was talking about was another version of herself, and that what he said was just a normal complaint, Artoria (the Servant) still unconsciously frowned.

"Didn't you just say it could last for another week?" Shirou Shiro asked, looking surprised.

"Theoretically, it should be a week, but people keep getting this mode. As things stand, it'll probably only take four or five days at most. I suspect that someone in the Kingdom is manipulating things behind the scenes."

At this moment, unable to bear it any longer, Artoria (the Servant) suddenly stood up, slammed her hand on the table, and said in a deep voice:

"I'll help you!"

"Why...?"

Hasegawa Shirou paused for a moment, then laughed:

"Do you know what I'm talking about? You're here to help."

"Of course, it's just about making monsters. Can't come up with a suitable design? I also studied drawing when I was a kid."

"Huh...?"

Hasegawa Shirou unconsciously sensed the face beneath her mask, his heart skipped a beat, but he quickly realized that she was the Servant Artoria, not his temporary superior, King Arthur Artoria.

Although it's the same person, they are still quite different.

"Since you're so confident, then I'll trouble you."

"As long as you can provide the design, I can turn it into a monster."

"However, if the monster I create is too weak, or too short to stand up, I won't take the blame."

Chapter 653 The Lonely Person

Chapter 653 The Lonely Man (Section 654)

"Come on, let's keep drinking."