Comprehensive: Joan of Arc came to the door, begging me to go to the Holy Grail War

"Lancelot..."

Lion Jie looked at his followers with a look of astonishment.

This experienced necromancer turned around in time and looked at the guests who walked into the tavern.

this moment...

His heart sank to the bottom...

To be worthy of "Lancelot", whoever said these words...

In the category of "human history", I am afraid there is only...

that...

The legendary "King Arthur"...

...

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became weird.

Arturia was also taken aback by this strange man's behavior.

In fact...

The innocent girl, after being teleported here, is still a little confused about the current situation.

"that..."

"Uncle, you misunderstood..."

"I'm not you, the king you know..."

Castor showed a stiff smile, and waved his hands in panic in Lancelot's direction.

Having learned from "Mordred", she still cares about such things.

She realized right away...

This slutty "Purple-haired Uncle" obviously admitted the wrong person.

Just like Mordred's gaffe when they first met.

...

"Uncle...uncle?"

"Sinner, I can't bear it!"

"You should still call me "Lancelot". "

Lancelot responded eagerly.

if...

In the future world, looks can be exactly the same...

So...

This girl has almost the same aura as Wang...

How to explain it?

never possible...

This "King" comes from another parallel world...

...

Looking at Lancelot, he still refused to get up.

Custer had no choice but to explain again.

"Knight of panhuman history..."

"I'm not the king you know..."

"My name is: Artoria Castor."

"It is the Fairy of Paradise born from the Sea of ​​Stars. "

Castor said sincerely.

In order to make your own words more credible.

A blue light flashed, and the gorgeous "Wand of Selection" appeared in the girl's hand.

"look..."

"My class is "magician"..."

"It doesn't even count as a "swordsman"..."

"Stop kneeling on the ground, your knees are bleeding..."

Castor waved the "Chosen Rod", trying to prove his identity in this way.

"Artoria Castor..."

"magician..."

Lancelot murmured in a daze.

His head, with a bang at this moment, fell into a state of chaos.

Obviously they look so alike, even their aura is almost the same.

even...

Even the name is exactly the same...

But the girl in front of him was not the king he had followed.

This sharp contrast is like falling from heaven to hell.

...

"Lancelot..."

"Get up first..."

Lion Jie had complicated emotions.

He took Lancelot's hand and put it on his shoulder.

As the master, he lifted Lancelot who lost his composure.

Almost by dragging, he was placed on the chair.

...

Look at Lancelot, the wound on his knee.

The girl raised the "Wand of Selection" in her hand.

"Magic: Healing..."

"start up..."

Scat chanted softly, and cast healing magic on Lancelot's wound.

Soft white light, rising from the wound site.

In just a few seconds, it was back to normal.

"Thank you..."

Lancelot said in shame, at this time his old face was flushed with embarrassment.

"It's just a little effort..."

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Castor said with a smile, while rolling his big eyes, observing his surroundings.

She is looking for what "Master" refers to: a helper.

But...

Except for a group of "wine Mongolians"...

The girl didn't find any suitable candidates.

"Could it be..."

"Is the Master wrong?"

"Or that person, hasn't arrived yet?"

With this thought in mind, Custer hesitated for a long time, preparing to wait outside the tavern door.

Looking at the girl in front of him, he was about to leave the tavern.

"Wait a moment!"

"Master Custer, may I take the liberty to ask a question?"

"Are you looking for someone here this time?"

"Or..."

"What secret mission are you performing?"

"I used to be the Knights of the Round Table from "King Arthur"! "

 …

"If you need it!"

"I would like to help you!"

Lancelot eagerly got up from his seat, and asked softly with a respectful attitude.

The excited expression on his face reveals the sincerity and guilt from the heart.

if...

Can help the girl in front of me...