"Target..."

 Zig lowered his eyebrows and looked quietly at the swirl of coffee in his cup.

 "What about you, Ruler?"

 "Me? That's a really hard question to answer..."

 Jeanne put her hands over her chest, her expression changing several times. There was a mixture of nostalgia and sadness, but finally she smiled and looked at Sieg.

 "Humans are very complex, especially their inner selves. Dark people have dark goals, while sunny people have sunny goals. These are all different for each person, and only humans themselves can decide these."

 "Is that so?"

 Sieg murmured to himself, then raised the cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

 "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

 After saying this, Sieg fled from the room. Joan of Arc immediately stood up and chased after him, leaving Astolfo sitting there with a confused look on his face.

 "Yeah, so what? That child looks a bit like a human..."

 -

 "Wait, Sieg!"

 Even if Joan of Arc said so, she wouldn't slow down!

 Sieg took big strides and ran directly in the corridor. After a few turns, he completely left Joan of Arc behind.

 Now when it comes to speed, Sieg is still better!

 After a few quick moves without alerting anyone, Sieg arrived at his destination:

 The room of Siegfried's Master, Gold Mujik Yugdomrenia.

 As soon as he stepped into the room, the smell of alcohol made Ziggy put up his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose.

 "How much did you drink?"

 Just as Sieg frowned and counted the number of bottles around him, Gold looked at Sieg drunkenly.

 Does Durr have long hair?

 But this doubt was soon suppressed by drunkenness.

 "Duel! Wine!"

 Gold yelled loudly, then threw the empty bottle aside.

 "Ugh..."

 Sighing helplessly, Sieg stretched out his hand, and magic circuits slowly emerged on his skin.

 Then he slapped Gold's round face.

 "Snapped!"

 Accompanied by the crisp sound of slaps and the sound of Gold almost doing a 360-degree somersault to the ground, Zigg slowly wiped his hands with a towel, then threw the towel away with a look of disgust.

 Gold was also half awakened by Sieg's aggressive way of sobering up. The impact that almost knocked his beard crooked made his originally dim eyes suddenly become much clearer.

 "You! You are!"

 Gold was trembling and struggling backwards on the ground.

 "Sieg, now that you are the android who replaced Siegfried and continue to fight in the Black Faction, this is our first official meeting, right?"

 "..."

 The fat on his face kept wriggling, but he still couldn't utter a complete sentence.

 Gold knew the situation clearly. Without Saber, he wasn't completely useless in the castle, but he was definitely in a state of decline. Aside from the androids, he couldn't find anyone with a lower status than himself. Sometimes, even Dur was higher.

 "Are you sober? It's a little disgusting, but I can give you a slap."

 Sieg looked at the self-destructive man in front of him with a look of French disdain, his eyes full of complexity.

 "What do you want to do?"

 Gold covered his swollen face and struggled to get up from the ground.

 "Nothing, just want to talk to you."

 Sieg found a place that looked relatively clean and sat down.

 "What kind of person is Siegfried in your eyes?"

 Hearing Siegfried, Gold's expression gradually turned angry.

 "That guy—that guy is an idiot! Damn it! He's just a familiar! How could he respond to a summons without a wish? Why would he participate in the Holy Grail War without a wish?!"

 Gold was so angry that the flesh on his face trembled with his movements.

 "So you still want to participate in this Holy Grail War?"

 Sieg looked at Gold with sharp eyes, but his next answer completely made her look at the man in front of her with new eyes.

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 "Fuck the Holy Grail War! A man-made broken cup can reach the source? If that's the case, then why didn't anyone succeed in Fuyuki? The long-cherished wish I'm waiting for isn't something that can be fooled!"

 "I just want to see the servants fight each other with dignity! Damn victory, damn factions! None of this matters!"

 Gold roared furiously. He had no sense of belonging to Yugdomirenia at all. He was only here because of Danic.

 "Siegfried's death is your fault, but not entirely your fault. As a Master, I haven't even had a real communication with him, and I haven't even done as much as Corless... I must have made a mistake..."

 Gold's momentum gradually died down and he calmed down.

 "We were all wrong..."

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 "We were all wrong, we were wrong from the beginning..."

 Gold stared at the sky with lifeless eyes, muttering to himself:

 "The android will be born with its own will..."

 "Yes, you were wrong from the beginning."

 The door of the room was slowly pushed open, and Dur walked in quietly.

 "Who do you think you are talking to—"

 Durr walked straight up to Gold and completely rejected what he was about to say.

 "Think of it another way. Nu is arrogant and easily carried away by success. He's a hopeless person. His only decent quality is as an alchemist."

 Gold twitched his lips.

 "Is there no other way to express it?"

 Durr sighed helplessly.

 "You don't want to be compared to the Einzberns, do you?"

 This sentence completely touched Gold's sore spot.

 "Humph! We, the Mujik family, will definitely catch up later!"

 Gold was silent for a moment.

 "Dure."

 "what?"

 Dur looked at the once arrogant guy in front of him with confusion.

 "Your name from now on will be Dur. I accept the name this lady gave you for convenience."

 Dur narrowed his eyes and looked at Gold in surprise.

 "You at least still have a conscience, you just can't see it..."

 "What did you say!"

 In the magic world, saying someone has a conscience is essentially the same as saying they're not a serious magician. After all, how could a self-centered magician possibly consider ordinary people, let alone androids?

 “It’s unfortunate, but that’s the truth.”

 Gold looked at the two people in front of him with gritted teeth, and finally fell silent in a trembling manner.

 -

 Coming out of Gold's room, Sieg found that the entire castle began to "come alive".

 The giant defensive barrier that had been dormant underground began to activate, and countless androids walked out of the basement in an orderly manner.

 "Is it about to begin? The true Holy Grail War?"

 Everything that had happened before was just a minor skirmish, but this time, it seemed like a real head-on confrontation was about to begin.

 The Black team had now lost two Servants and six Command Seals. Even if Sieg took on Siegfried's role, the Red team still had the upper hand overall.

 After all, Karna, Achilles, and Mordred are not servants who can be easily dealt with.

 And judging from their appearances, it seems that only Mordred and his Master appeared together on the Red Team, while the rest of the Red Team only had servants but no Masters.

 "Zig!"

 Jeanne waved her hand towards Sieg's face.

 "what?"

 Sieg came back to his senses from his thoughts and looked at Jeanne.

 "Lancer and the others are in the lobby."

 Sieg nodded and ran towards the stairs, while Jeanne followed her at a distance.

 "Zig, are you confident in flying reconnaissance?"

 As soon as they entered the hall, Vlad asked Sieg.

 "I'm fine, what's wrong?"

 Vlad nodded to Caster, who then handed the small puppet in his hand to Sieg.

 "The latest intelligence indicates that the enemy has already attacked and is expected to arrive tonight."

 Danic slowly spoke to everyone.

 "But Uncle Danic, this is our home ground. Does the other side have a plan for such a rash attack?"

 Fiore asked doubtfully as she looked at the information sent to her.

 "This is the video sent by Castee's surveillance puppet before it was destroyed."

 Caster waved his hand, and a huge screen appeared in front of everyone. On the screen, there was a ground shaking, and then a "garden" rose from the ground. A powerful torrent of magic directly swept away everything around.

 "The Hanging Gardens of Babylon?"

 Colles looked at the scene in disbelief.

 "According to their

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 Judging from the huge demand for magic materials, there might be more."

 Sieg narrowed his eyes and looked at the garden with some curiosity.

 "All our scouting familiars there were defeated before they could react, but we need the intelligence."

 As Danik spoke, his gaze gradually shifted to Sieg, and the others followed suit, with the exception of Jeanne.

 From the very beginning, her gaze was directed away from the Sky Garden.

 If it is such a treasure, the abnormality of the red master can be explained.

 "I understand, I'll go now."

 Sieg nodded to Vlad, then quickly left the hall, with Joan of Arc following closely behind.

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