In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

After leaving the royal chamber, Anan went to the kitchen to get some food, but as soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he saw a familiar figure standing inside.

“Rider…?” Gordes stammered, a hint of guilt creeping onto his face for some reason. “You… how did you get here? Aren’t Heroic Spirits supposed to be able to eat?”

“That’s true, but I’m very interested in the food of this era, so I want to try as many as possible,” Yanan said with a smile.

"Oh...I see. Haha, then you're in for a treat. The chefs of our Thousand World Tree Clan are incredibly skilled, no less than those Michelin three-star chefs outside." Gold managed a forced smile. "In that case, I won't bother you any longer. Enjoy your meal."

After saying that, he was about to walk around Yanan and leave when the latter suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Speaking of which, what are you doing with so much food?" Yanan glanced at Siegfried, who was carrying a sack on his shoulder. Judging from the size of the sack, the food was enough to meet the needs of a normal family of three for a week.

"Well... you know the situation is rather unusual right now, I'm just doing this to be on the safe side." Cold sweat began to appear on Gold's face.

Yanan stared at Gold without saying a word until the latter's back was almost soaked with cold sweat, then he suddenly laughed and said, "So that's how it is. I didn't realize you were such a meticulous person."

"Ha...haha, you flatter me," Gold said with a forced smile.

“But you can’t possibly finish all this food by yourself, and it would be a waste, so… if you need any help, feel free to come to me anytime.” Yanan smiled and released Gold’s shoulder. “I’d be happy to help you.”

Gold looked up at Yanan in surprise, and after a moment, he nodded slightly: "I... will remember."

“That’s good.” Yanan smiled and walked past Gold toward the kitchen.

Gold glanced at Yanan's retreating figure, remained silent for a moment, then turned back and led Saber out of the kitchen.

"Saber, tell me what Rider really means by this."

On the way back to his room, Gold was a little confused. He wasn't an idiot; from Rider's expression and words, he was certain that the other had discovered what he was doing.

If that's the case, why would he say such a thing?

Shouldn't he be on Caster's side?

Siegfried was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I don't know his intention in saying that, but I'm sure he didn't say those things with some ulterior motive. He really wanted to help you."

"Hmm? Why are you so sure?" Gold asked, puzzled.

“Because of his eyes,” Siegfried said seriously. “What a person says may not be true, but their eyes don’t lie.”

Upon hearing this, Gold suddenly remembered that Saber, who was standing in front of him, was also a hero famous for helping others. Could it be that he felt some kind of resonance with Rider?

Even after returning to his room, Gold couldn't decide whether he should trust Rider. He could only put the matter aside for the time being and used his key to open the door.

"Come out, Sieg, I'm back."

As Gold called out, the android wearing oversized T-shirts cautiously poked its head out of the closet: "Welcome back, Mr. Gold."

"No one else came in while I was out, right?" Gold asked, taking a can of food from his pocket and handing it to Sieg.

Zieg was given the name by Gold, and only he himself knows the meaning behind it.

"Caster's Master came looking for you, but left when he saw you weren't there." Sieg took the can of food and said thank you softly.

"Tch, that brat..." Gold curled his lip. This wasn't the first time Roger had come to see him; it was always about the androids.

That kid has almost been brainwashed by Caster. All he thinks about all day is helping his teacher complete [The One from the Original Place]. He's practically obsessed.

Seeing that Sieg was struggling to open the can, Gold frowned slightly, took out another can, opened it, and handed it to Sieg.

"I'm sorry, I'm really useless," Zieg said with shame.

“No, this is not your problem.” Gold turned his head slightly, a complex look appearing in his eyes.

As an android, Sieg's body was very weak, and even though he tried his best to improve it, the effect was still minimal.

The only solution now is to seek help from the Einzbern family, as only they can help Sieg.

However, the key issue is that we are currently in the midst of the Holy Grail War, and it is extremely difficult to send Sieg away quietly under the noses of so many Servants.

But in any case, Zieg could not stay here any longer; it was far too dangerous for him.

The food Gold brought was the provisions he had prepared for Sieg's journey, but given his current physical condition, even getting out of Tulipas would be a difficult task.

What should I do...? Gold rubbed his temples, a headache forming, when suddenly a sentence flashed through his mind:

"If you need help, feel free to come to me anytime. I'd be happy to assist you."

It seems we have no choice but to ask that guy for help... He sighed slightly, stood up and said, "Saber, stay in the room and don't open the door no matter who comes. I'll be right back."

“Yes, don’t worry about leaving it to me, Master,” Siegfried said earnestly.

On the other side, after Yanan returned to the room with the food, he used Feather Dust to control Sereneka to finish the meal, and then lay back down in the wardrobe.

"You're really a cold-blooded man to be so cruel to such a beautiful woman," Nidhogg teased.

"Don't joke around, this woman is much crazier and crueler than you think," Yanan said, rolling his eyes.

"Tch, I don't believe there's a woman in this world crazier than Hela." Nidhogg curled his lip. "By the way, how's your plan going?"

"It's going very smoothly. They've already begun preparing for a full-scale attack on the black-haired one," Yanan said with a smile.

He deliberately revealed to Danick the news that Caster was dead and Saber had defected, in order to urge him to take action against the Red Team as soon as possible.

He did this because he suspected that the factor that led to the destruction of this world might be hidden on the Red side.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Saving Sieg

Since arriving in this world, Yanan has basically figured out the situation of the Black Faction. Although some aspects have changed, the basic trajectory here is still the same as before. Therefore, he can be fairly certain that the factor that led to the destruction of this world is not on the Black Faction's side.

In comparison, the changes in the Red team can be described as earth-shattering. Even now, he still doesn't know the true identities of the Red team's Berserker and Archer. In addition, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada is a somewhat extreme guy, so it's hard to say whether he's up to something behind the scenes.

So, in order to find out what the Reds were really up to, he chose to use the news of Caster's death and Saber's defection to incite Vlad III and Danic to launch a general offensive against the Reds.

This is a perfectly legitimate and open conspiracy. Even if Vlad III and Danic knew his purpose, they would still jump in without hesitation.

Such an opportunity is too rare to be missed, and they would absolutely not give it up easily.

However, the Red team certainly won't just give up easily; it will definitely be a tough battle.

"Sigh~ Looks like my leisurely vacation is almost over." Nidhogg stretched lazily. "It's a pity I haven't had a chance to properly appreciate the scenery of this era."

"Don't worry, there will definitely be another chance next time," Yanan said with a smile.

"Then it's settled. If you accidentally forget, I won't let you off the hook." Nidhogg smiled playfully, adding a touch of girlish charm.

"but......"

She suddenly stepped forward and gently hugged Yanan. Zhen leaned her head slightly against his broad chest and whispered, "What I like is not this era, but the feeling of you being by my side."

With one arm around Nidhogg's soft, delicate body, and the other gently stroking her long, silky black hair, a hint of tenderness appeared in her eyes: "Don't worry, we will definitely be reunited when this journey is over. I will stay by your side then, and I won't leave even if you try to drive me away."

“You’re talking nonsense. How could I bear to send you away?” Nidhogg looked up and stared intently at Anan’s face. “Meeting you is the luckiest thing that has ever happened to me.”

Looking into those bright, starry eyes filled with deep affection, a strange and indescribable emotion welled up in Anahn's heart. He subconsciously followed his instincts and slowly lowered his head.

Nidhogg's fair face flushed slightly like a rose, but she did not flinch. She simply closed her beautiful eyes, appearing weak and vulnerable, ready to be taken advantage of.

Their lips met, and unlike the previous tenderness, this was an incredibly intense kiss. Both sides seemed unsatisfied, wantonly demanding from each other, passionate and fervent.

The two finally separated after a full ten minutes.

"Hoo hoo..." Nidhogg exhaled a hot, fragrant breath. She seemed drunk, her bright, starry eyes were hazy, and her beautiful face was completely covered with an intoxicating blush, making her look even more charming and beautiful than usual.

"Want to come?" She looked at Anan with a smile, her tone incredibly seductive. "Didn't you really want to see me in those clothes? Now's the time!"

Yanan was slightly surprised, as Nidhogg had never been so proactive before.

"But it's still daytime."

“What does it matter?” Nidhogg’s small hand rested gently on Yanan’s broad chest. “Who knows when the next time will be after this one?”

She suddenly pushed forward, and Yanan was caught off guard and pushed directly onto the bed.

“So I’ve decided to leave you with some unforgettable memories.” Nidhogg leaned on Anan and grinned smugly. “This time, I’m going to be on top!”

Bang bang bang!

The sudden knock on the door instantly froze Nidhogg's smile on his face.

"Which blind fool doesn't know I'm busy with important business?" She angrily rolled out of bed to open the door, but was stopped by Yanan's arm.

"I'll go instead," Yanan said with a helpless smile. If Nidhogg were to open the door in his current state, the guy outside would probably get a good beating.

He straightened his clothes, got up, walked to the door, and opened it, only to find Saber's Master, Gordes, standing outside.

"Is there something you need?" he asked curiously.

“Um…” Gold said, his eyes darting around, “Rider, are you free right now? There’s something I need your help with…”

So it really is for that android... Anan narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded, saying, "Okay."

After calming Nidhogg down, Anan followed Gord to his room, where, unsurprisingly, he encountered the homunculus.

Compared to their first meeting, the android was in much better condition now. His face was no longer so pale, and his body was slightly more robust. It seemed that Gold had taken good care of him.

However, Yanan could clearly sense that the android was still radiating a faint, firefly-like life force.

It seems that although Gold has received treatment, the most fundamental problem has not been solved.

That must be why he came to find me.

When Sieg saw Yanan, he instinctively shrank back, a hint of fear showing on his face. He remembered clearly that this person had also been on Caster's side that day.

Glancing at the pile of canned goods beside him, Yanan raised an eyebrow slightly and turned to Gold: "Did you prepare all of this for him?"

Gold nodded: "It's too dangerous for Sieg to stay here any longer, so I plan to find an opportunity to send him out and then to the Einzbern family, where they should have a way to completely solve his health problems. However, he is too weak right now and may not even be able to leave Tulipas, so I would like to ask you to think of a solution."

Gold has always been a very decisive person. Since he has already decided to ask Rider for help, there is naturally no need to hide this from him.

“Sieg?” Anan’s expression turned somewhat strange. “You named him?”

"Yes, is there a problem?" Gold asked, puzzled.

“Cough, no, it’s nothing…” Yanan coughed lightly, skipping the topic and asking instead, “But even if you send him out of the World Tree, can you guarantee that he will definitely reach Einzbern? You should also know very well that these androids are different from modern humans. They are simply unable to adapt to modern society and need someone to guide them.”

Gold paused slightly. "You mean, you want me to guide them?"

“Isn’t this just common sense? After all, you are their true creator.” Yanan shrugged. “Who else could do this besides you?”

"No, don't joke like that. I'm taking such a huge risk just for him. If all these androids are released, Danic will tear me to pieces," Gold said, trembling with fear.

“It doesn’t matter. Danic has already staked everything on the Holy Grail. If he achieves his goal, he won’t care about such a small matter. If he fails, do you think you still need to be afraid of him?” Yanan said meaningfully.

Gold hesitated. Although Rider's words seemed to make sense at first glance, he felt that something was subtly off.

"Or, after seeing Sieg, can you still use those androids as expendable resources without any psychological burden?" Anahn continued.