The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　You can no longer use this power.

　She couldn't say such words, and she couldn't say them.

　Sieg chose to participate in this Holy Grail War herself. From that moment on, she could not stay out of it, and she could not be taken away by force.

　Doing so not only goes against Sieg's ideas, but also violates the rules of this war.

　But the android body is not a Servant after all, the two are not compatible. So in the end, it must become a unified result.

　That is, Sieg was eroded by Siegfried's heart and gradually moved closer to the Servant.

　There were almost no records of similar incidents in previous Holy Grail Wars. Even if there were, the outcome was basically erosion and complete death.

　The android is a perfect being, so Sieg can temporarily adapt to Siegfried's heart, but cannot resist erosion.

　"..."

　Joan of Arc held Sieg in her arms and pondered for a moment, then helped her back to the castle and found a bed that was still usable for the girl to lie on.

　"Rest for a while now, and leave the rest to me."

　Zig nodded and collapsed on the bed. She felt that she had no strength at all. Only her eyelids could move.

　-

　"Gonna die! Gonna die!"

　Colles held on to the edge of the stone slab tightly, and flew across the lava-like floor with a dark face.

　"I won't die here! Don't underestimate the brave Gold and my lava Phoenix. Uooohhh!"

　Gold pulled the reins made of magic with both hands as if driving a carriage and galloped over the magma.

　"I already said it has nothing to do with this—"

　Colles and the dozen or so androids behind him, including Dur, all had ashen faces and kept tightening the ropes around their bodies, fearing that they would be thrown out.

　Just now, they encountered a sudden attack from the puppets in the team, and the team, which was already small in number, suddenly lost about a quarter of its androids.

　Before they could treat their injuries, a terrifying gust of wind pressed them to the ground. After a while, there was no movement in the distance. Gold tried to

　Looking at the just lifted

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　When I raised my head, I saw the wavy plain.

　Then the current scene appeared, with more than a dozen people swaying left and right on a flying stone slab and rushing towards the castle.

　"Fulveji's boy! Today I'll show you why my Mujik family is called the Phoenix Oh Oh Oh!"

　"So you better focus!"

　A golden figure flashed through the lava, and then, with Gold's bewildered look on his face, the lava Phoenix was thrown out with great force.

　“I’m going to die—”

　The stone slabs broke several times with great force, and it took several people to surround the missile tree before Chiron caught it steadily.

　"Caules!"

　Fiore manipulated her dress, stretched out her two claws and lifted her brother off the stone slab.

　Gold's face turned pale, and he staggered to the ground. The moment his stomach touched the ground, Durr grabbed him by the back of his collar.

　"You should have a better way!"

　Dur looked at Gold with contempt, with a hint of barely perceptible mockery in his eyes, and then turned his head away.

　"Look at me!"

　"Cole, are you okay?"

　Colles took a few deep breaths and shook his head.

　"Thanks to Uncle Gold, we managed to survive. Otherwise, we would have died at the hands of the puppet..."

　Colles patted his chest and recalled the scene with some fear.

　"As long as it's okay... As long as it's okay..."

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　Embark on a Pilgrimage: Twenty-three: Tranquility

　After rescuing everyone flying on the lava, Joan of Arc followed the trail of Mordred's magic and walked into the depths of the forest. There, Mordred's master, Lion Jie Jie Li, was smoking a cigarette with a bandage on his left eye and obvious bloodstains on his cheek.

　"come yet?"

　Shizi Jiejie exhaled a puff of smoke, then threw the remaining cigarette in his hand to the ground.

　The cigarette burst into fierce sparks in the open air, and then burned out completely, leaving only a few inconspicuous ashes.

　"Yo!"

　Modred had already taken off his armor by this time. He was wearing the casual clothes that Lion Jiejieli had bought for him, leaning against the tree trunk, holding a half-eaten hamburger in his hand.

　"According to the agreement we made earlier, I will transfer one of the Command Seals to you."

　Joan of Arc stretched out her hands, palms facing up, and Lion Jie Jie Li placed his right palm facing down on them.

　A burst of red light emanated from the hands of both of them, and more than a dozen Command Seals appeared behind Jeanne. Then the leftmost Command Seal gradually dimmed, while another Command Seal appeared on the back of Lion Jiejieli's hand.

　"Huh? It's over already? What? This is so boring..."

　Mordred craned her neck; she had originally thought that the transfer of the Command Spells would be a grand spectacle.

　"Just how spectacular are you expecting the Command Spell transcription to be?"

　At this time, Joan of Arc, like Mordred, took off her combat uniform and put on Leticia's school uniform.

　"How spectacular is it? Isn't it common? The super awesome kind?"

　Mordred finished the remaining half of the burger in his hand and crumpled the wrapper into a ball. A flash of red lightning shattered it into ashes.

　"Compared to that, they actually gave it to us. They're really honest..."

　Shizi Jiejie Li raised the back of his hand and looked at his Command Seal.

　"That's right!"

　Mordred walked up to Joan of Arc and put his arm on her shoulders as if he was familiar with her.

　"If possible, could you give us the remaining stroke later?"

　"Ugh?"

　Jeanne tilted her head back.

　"Is it possible? It's easy, right?"

　"I can't agree to this. We agreed that it would be just one stroke."

　Joan of Arc broke free from Mordred's hand and walked aside to distance herself from her.

　"What? How stingy! If I had known, I would have made three strokes."

　"You really were trying to trick me!"

　Joan of Arc suddenly blushed and her cheeks flushed. She then glared at Mordred fiercely.

　Mordred looked at Joan of Arc's face, which looked a bit like someone else's and was also a little red, and silently looked away.

　"No."

　"Then look me in the eyes and tell me!"

　"Anyway, let's put the matter of the Command Spells aside for now. Ruler, what did you mean when you said there was something unfinished?"

　Lion Jie Jie Li waved his hand to divert the attention of the two.

　"Actually it is..."

　Jeanne hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke to the two people in front of her:

　"I hope you two can temporarily unite with Black to attack Red."

　"United?"

　Lion Jie Li glanced at Mordred, then continued to ask:

　"Then what's the reason?"

　Joan of Arc took a deep breath and looked up at the distant sky.

　"The Red Master is now the one who survived the last Holy Grail War.

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　The servant's real name is Amakusa Shiro Tokisada."

　Lion Jiejie frowned, and a glimmer of light flashed in the only eye exposed under his sunglasses.

　"Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, the saint of the island nation?"

　"Exactly."

　Jeanne nodded, her violet crystal eyes filled with determination.

　"His wish is... to save all of humanity."

　"..."

　Lion Jiejie was silent for a moment, then took out a box of cigarettes from his jacket pocket. The servant took out one and put it in his mouth. He lightly touched the cigarette butt with his finger, and a little smoke immediately came out of the cigarette.

　"I can assume that this wish can be granted by the Holy Grail, right?"

　"Yes, but due to issues with magic power and power, the time required to achieve it will be significantly extended. However, it clearly violates the rules of this war and involves unrelated people."

　Lion Jie Jie Li was smoking a cigarette and sitting on a rock nearby, not saying anything.

　"Ruler, can the Holy Grail really save all of humanity?"

　Mordred scratched his hair. The Holy Grail had now been completely taken away. If that guy broke some rules and made a wish in advance, wouldn't this battle be in vain?

　"ruler!"

　Mordred suddenly called out to Jeanne.

　"That bastard priest, is it possible that he could violate the rules of the war and make a wish in advance? Now there are only Archer and I left here, and he has all the Command Seals on the other side..."

　From the perspective of the Holy Grail, victory or defeat has already been determined, and more than seven servants have returned to Valhalla. According to normal procedures, it is time to make a wish.

　"Indeed, such a possibility exists. Although this is a 7-on-7 Holy Grail War, the Holy Grail battle is still essentially settled based on 6 riders."

　"Save all of humanity... hehe..."

　Lion Jiejie chuckled a few times as if mocking someone, then slowly stood up.

　"I agree. Let's discuss the battle plan tonight. After all, Black needs to recuperate."

　"Really? Thank you very much—"

　"I haven't finished what I'm saying yet."

　Lion Jiejie Li waved his hand at Jeanne, then made his request:

　"As a deposit, please give us that Command Seal as well. After all, we don't know if we can come back alive."

　"what!"

　Modred suddenly rushed to the side of the lion and patted his back vigorously.

　"You don't believe in the strength of me, the future King Arthur?"

　"It hurts! Be gentle!"

　Joan of Arc clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and thought for a moment.

　"I agree."

　Another burst of dazzling red light flashed, and the Command Seal on the back of Shizi Jiejie's hand had completely returned to normal.

　"You gave it to us so easily, aren't you afraid that we might turn against you and run away?"

　Joan of Arc shook her head, and her golden pigtails tied with a purple bow swung back and forth as she moved.