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　"Of course, putting aside your stance and appearance, just the look on your face makes you look just like them."

　Strengthen your belief and then wander and move forward until your body can no longer move forward and until you have completely burned out.

　"If according to the intelligence, Hassan the Cursed Arm is from this era, then does that mean Arash is also a Heroic Spirit from this era?"

　Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at the information compiled by Da Vinci and Romani Akiman and couldn't help but ask Arash.

　"You're asking something really extraordinary. Are you asking me if I'm from here?"

　Arash smiled casually, without any "heroic airs" at all. He answered Fujimaru Ritsuka's questions like an ordinary older brother next door.

　"Regionally, that's correct. I'm indeed from around here. But the times are slightly different. However, you still have to see everything with your own eyes. I'm just an ordinary Archer. Just treat me as an ordinary third-rate Servant."

　The girl frowned slightly as she listened to Arash's words. She then exchanged glances with Da Vinci and Romani Akiman on the other side of the screen.

　"What about you? This is the first time I've seen a human Master here. Could you tell me how you got here? After all, it seems to me that you all have a mission to accomplish."

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　"This is really..."

　Arash scratched his hair slightly, with a complicated look in his eyes.

　"An organization formed to save humanity from the Burning of Reason, and a girl transformed into an evil dragon to redeem humanity from destruction... This is truly a momentous mission..."

　Mashu's cheeks flushed slightly.

　"Hmm... Well, it's true what you said, senpai?"

　“Everyone is working just as hard...”

　Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and waved his hand.

　"There's really no sense of tension here... but it's better than trying to force it."

　"So the two Knights of the Round Table here didn't come with you, but met along the way and then traveled together?"

　"You can take my words as such, and Sir Lancelot's words..."

　Bedivere's emerald green eyes slowly turned towards Lancelot.

　"My words..."

　Lancelot was silent for a moment and then continued:

　"I have always followed King Arthur, not the Lion King. If I disagree with the king's behavior,

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　To correct... so I chose to stand here."

　"Hmm, I see. Different direction?"

　Arash nodded, then followed Lancelot's gaze all the way to Mash and Sieg.

　What? Isn't this the father trying to save his daughter's face?

　"Well, anyway, I personally welcome you guys to this place. If you're setting up a summoning circle, there are ley lines over there you can try using."

　"You even figured this out!? Isn't that a bit too clever!?"

　Romani Akiman listened to Arash's words in disbelief.

　"I'm a Servant too, you know? I know a little bit about these things..."

　"But... if you set up a summoning circle without the permission of Mr. Cursed Arm Hassan..."

　A trace of worry appeared on Mashu's face.

　"Don't worry about it. Even though he says he hates you, he actually welcomes you in his heart and has already recognized you as his companions."

　"You really can't judge a person by his appearance..."

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　"I see, this is what's called an Earth Summoning Circle. This is the first time I've seen one with my own eyes..."

　Arash squatted aside, stroking his chin and looking at the summoning circle constructed by Da Vinci and Mash using the shield as the base point, and he was amazed.

　"Now that we've settled that, let's talk about our side of the problem."

　Arash slowly stood up and looked at everyone with a serious look in his eyes.

　"The refugee problem has been almost solved. You are next."

　Arash looked at everyone quietly.

　"You will stay in this village for a while, right? After all, if you want to avoid the eyes and ears of the Knights of the Round Table, this is the ideal place. As long as you stay in this village, you will be safe, and you can also gather intelligence."

　Arash said as he looked towards Bedivere.

　"Besides, this knight must be exhausted, right? He still needs to rest at the base."

　Bedivere shook his head slightly.

　"No, I'm not tired..."

　"Is that so? My eyes rarely make mistakes..."

　Arash's gaze began to shift, and then his gaze intertwined with Sieg's in the air.

　The girl nodded slightly, confirming the other party's guess.

　"Well, since you've said that, I won't say anything more. I hope everyone will have a good rest today. All activities will be temporarily suspended. Physical fatigue needs to be eliminated, and mental fatigue needs to be recovered..."

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　"Gululu..."

　The soup in the iron pot was boiling, and hot steam was coming out in waves along with the unstoppable fragrance.

　The girl sat quietly by the campfire, watching the meat rolling in the pot, and from time to time she reached out and grabbed the spoon to roll it a few times.

　Although she couldn't get the staple food at the moment, she could guarantee that there would be enough broth and water for everyone to eat even if they vomited.

　The tribute given to her from the Star Inner Sea now amounted to more than a dozen mountains.

　I can’t finish it anyway, so I might as well share it with others.

　With this idea in mind, the result was that the camp of nearly a thousand people plus the villagers of the original village each had a projected bowl filled with meat.

　Where's the soup?

　In order to clear the inventory, soup is charged separately. If you want to drink it, you can get a spoon to scoop the soup yourself.

　If there is no staple food, then just eat meat. It will fill you up anyway.

　Arash looked at the pile of flesh behind the girl in silence for a moment, then gave the girl a thumbs up.

　Just smile at this time.

　"Romani, do you think there's a possibility that Ritsuka has been turned into a useless person by little Sieg?"

　While watching the girl serving soup to Fujimaru Ritsuka, Da Vinci quietly started chatting with Romani Akiman.

　"Don't even think about it! I've already turned off the video feed! Don't even think about letting us in the control room drink plain water and eat compressed biscuits while you enjoy the broth and meat! We have dignity too!"

　"I've been discovered..."

　Da Vinci stuck out his tongue playfully.

　"Not even hiding it at all!"

　Romani Akiman felt a nameless fire rising in his heart as he listened to Da Vinci's words.

　Then the next second, with a "click", an iron pot filled with meat and soup, with a spoon and a bowl attached, appeared out of thin air in the control room.

　"How is it? Has it been delivered?"

　Blowing away the white smoke from her fingertips, the girl slowly approached Da Vinci and asked Romani Akiman through the communication.

　"..."

　There was silence in the control room for a moment, and then there was another round of chaotic noise.

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　"Thank you so much."

　"I thought you

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　How did you do that..."

　The girl lowered her head a little disappointedly.

　"Even if something like the Second Law is mentioned, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, cases like yours are still rare. But one thing is certain..."

　Romani Ajman swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth, and kept gesturing with the spoon in the air.

　"When Sieg grows up, he will definitely become an excellent wife and mother..."

　Lancelot's ears moved slightly, then he immediately stood up with the bowl in his hand and looked in the direction of the girl, with a piece of meat in his mouth and a faint red light in his eyes.

　Someone seemed to have just mentioned a good wife and a good mother?

　No, it seems like someone said his daughter could become a good wife and mother?

　Shaking his head and turning off a certain radar in his mind, Lancelot began to become inexplicably proud in Bedivere's eyes.

　"But I already am?"

　Lancelot's smile froze on his face, and the bowl in his hand fell straight down and was caught by Bedivere with his quick eyes and hands.

　"Sir Lancelot...would you please calm down for a moment?"

　"I see, it's Jeanne d'Arc, right?"

　No one knew when Fujimaru Ritsuka came to the crowd and suddenly jumped out.

　The girl nodded subconsciously when she heard the familiar name from the other person.

　"Is there such a thing as life imprisonment in the Bastille?"

　Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Mashu with a pleading look.

　"Senior, I think this question..."

　Mashu looked at the ring on the girl's left ring finger and hesitated.

　"Sir Lancelot! Calm down! Calm down!"

　Bedivere held Lancelot tightly, almost hanging on him.

　So that's it... That ring isn't a token of love, it's a wedding ring?

　The last ray of fantasy was ruthlessly shattered by reality.

　His daughter was abducted by some country folk who came from nowhere!

　Unforgivable...

　"excuse me!"

　Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Bedivere raised his silver arm high.

　Then he struck Lancelot's head hard.

　Accompanied by a crisp sound that was not sure whether it came from the neck or the skull, Lancelot's eyes went dark and then he completely lost consciousness.

　“Is this what it feels like to be an old father?”

　Arash squatted aside and said with emotion as he watched Lancelot fall face down.

　"Sorry to make you laugh..."

　"No, no, I think it's quite interesting. And I agree with what that magician over there said, okay?"

　Arash smiled, then walked to Bedivere, pulled him up, and then picked up Lancelot and carried him back to the tent.

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　"Sister, I'm getting married. You will bless me, right?"