The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　Mashu pointed at Jeanne tremblingly, her tone hesitant.

　"It's okay, Ruler will understand... After all, no matter how you look at it, I'm the most suitable one to keep watch."

　Sieg shook his head at Mash, then turned and walked back to the bonfire that was still burning brightly.

　"Go to sleep when you are ready. We have to travel tomorrow..."

　Sparks flew everywhere, and the firewood kept making crackling sounds under the burning flames, which added a little comfort to the silent night.

　The little white beast named Fufu had already fallen asleep beside Ritsuka Fujimaru.

　Sieg looked at Fufu a few more times.

　Such conspicuous white hair has been there for so long without being stained with a speck of dust, and even the previous piece of meat did not cause any oil stains on its hair.

　Perhaps this is a unique ability of some fantasy species.

　After glancing around silently, Sieg sat down with his knees hugged on the remaining stump of a tree that had been chopped down for firewood.

　The magic circuits on his body lit up again, and a little bit of magic power was stimulated, turning into a sleeping effect that enveloped everyone.

　A few minutes later, Sieg was the only one still awake in the entire camp.

　The firewood in the bonfire had been completely burned out, but the flames did not diminish in the slightest.

　The burning bonfire was reflected in the girl's pupils, and her shadow was continuously lengthened from the soles of her shoes by the firelight, and finally completely merged into the surrounding darkness.

　"rustle..."

　The breeze blew the leaves, and the shadow under the girl's feet began to gradually deform and twist, becoming more and more terrifying.

　That's not the shape a human shadow should be.

　"Do you have any more questions, Leonardo?"

　Zig's flat voice broke the silence of the night.

　"Yes, I do... For example, I want to hear about the Holy Grail War where you and Jeanne met."

　Sieg raised his head and glanced at the Leonardo da Vinci in the picture, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

　"Didn't the ruler already say that?"

　"That's what Joan of Arc said. I'd rather hear your own account of your experience than any other record."

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　The description of the witness is more in line with her taste. After all, it can also help her make better judgments.

　Geniuses are always different from ordinary people.

　"Well...as long as you don't mind the trouble..."

　The night is still long, and doing something to pass the time is a good choice.

　A huge wheel of light is slowly rotating in the sky.

　The stars in the night sky have dimmed, as if they were covered by something.

　The girl was alone, looking at the communication screen, silently recalling her past.

　From survival to rebirth, from rebirth to eternal life.

　Everything was pretty much as Joan of Arc had described, except for a lot more details and some minor changes.

　As for some sensitive issues, Zig still chose to glossy them out or skip them directly.

　Leonardo da Vinci saw everything, but didn't say much.

　There is still a lack of trust between the two sides.

　The restraining force will not hesitate to eliminate anything that threatens its own existence.

　Although the girl in front of him has not yet reached that level, she has at least one foot in that door.

　The world (restraint) has no way to deal with the girl, so the only choice is to expel it.

　But this time is different.

　The reason why this world allows the girl to exist for a long time this time is because she has already stepped half a foot into it.

　The first reason for destroying humanity (the evil beast) has already appeared, and the other reasons (the evil beasts) will appear one after another until the final reason (the evil beast) appears.

　Although they have not yet successfully developed, in some behaviors and senses, the girl is no different from them.

　A meteor shower streaked across the sky, and the man on the throne stood up and looked in a certain direction.

　Nine of the man's ten fingers were adorned with rings.

　"The scent of the same kind..."

　The man muttered.

　Even so, he couldn't change his plan, and he couldn't change his plan.

　It was his negligence that allowed the other party to take advantage of the situation in Fuyuki City.

　He had no other choice but to burn human principles.

　Use the energy gained from keeping the concept of "history" burning to start over.

　The dice have been placed by the other party first, and there is no room for withdrawal or refusal in this gamble.

　He had no choice but to pull the trigger and burn everything.

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　Time passed by bit by bit. After the communication ended, Zig slowly closed his eyes and relaxed his mind.

　As time passed, dawn soon appeared on the distant horizon.

　Sieg slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the camp where the noise came from. Then he continued what he was doing, holding the projected spoon and stirring slowly in the projected pot.

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　Ritsuka Fujimaru was originally just an ordinary 16-year-old girl.

　In order to make some contribution to the society, she boarded a blood donation vehicle that looked very formal.

　Although it looked extremely serious on the outside, the equipment inside was something she had never seen before.

　Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little uneasy at the time, but when she asked about the equipment, the other party just gave her some evasive answers.

　Although the attitude of the medical staff was somewhat questionable, the documents inside were all formal...at least in her opinion.

　After all, there is no way a criminal gang would commit crimes in broad daylight on a busy street, right?

　With this idea in mind, Fujimaru Ritsuka had his blood drawn.

　Then she was coaxed and deceived into being airlifted to Chaldea, the human resources support agency in Antarctica.

　Then the original 47 fighters disappeared in a flash, and the responsibility of saving the world fell directly on her shoulders.

　After finally solving the singularity F, before she had a good rest, she and Mashu arrived at the first real singularity - Orleans.

　What followed was the psychological shadow cast on Ritsuka Fujimaru's generation.

　He was targeted by a group of wyverns and ran all the way.

　Fortunately, she was rescued by a silver-haired girl.

　Wait... Is it possible that being saved... is just a dying fantasy of an ordinary person like her named Fujimaru Ritsuka?

　The orange-haired girl with a side ponytail suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from her sleeping bag with a somersault.

　As the zipper was violently stretched open and the chain head flew, Fujimaru Ritsuka once again saw the silver-haired figure who saved him.

　After calmly analyzing the current situation, the girl made some summary of her situation:

　What...Isn't he still alive...

　The next second, the tempting fragrance

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　The air entered her nose.

　"broth."

　Sieg handed a bowl of broth that he had cooked in advance to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

　If you haven't eaten for a long time, you should eat some liquid food first to adapt.

　This was something she had read in a book before. Although she had no specific concept of liquid food, she could only try to make some broth or something like that.

　After all, materials are limited.

　I don’t know what happened to this forest, but there were no wild animals. It was as if they sensed something, and all the wild animals that could run away ran away.

　But Sieg did gain something.

　For example, she picked up a lot of bird eggs to fry.

　Although she could go directly to the inner side of the world to find some higher eggs.

　However, considering that Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka are not servants after all, their ability to withstand the pressure may not be that strong, so Sieg gave up this idea directly.

　After all, the existence of pterosaurs is not some high-level fantasy. Calling them high-level cannon fodder is a bit of an exaggeration. Ordinary humans can still accept eating them.

　"Thanks..."

　Fujimaru Ritsuka took the broth in a daze, looking at the pieces of meat that occasionally appeared on the surface of the broth due to slight shaking.

　What's going on...it feels like camping?

　Aren't we here to save the world?

　"Drink some soup first before eating anything else. You've been unconscious for quite a while, and eating that suddenly might cause stomach problems."

　Fujimaru Ritsuka held the bowl and blew gently on the soup, then took a sip.

　Why didn't you doubt it first...

　Mashu was sleeping soundly beside her, and the little beast named Fufu from Chaldea was also sleeping with her.

　If the other party really wanted to kill her, there was no need to do anything.

　That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

　Ritsuka Fujimaru drank the broth in small sips as if he didn't care, and from time to time he would secretly glance at Sieg who was making breakfast.

　High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods to maximize the delicious flavor of the ingredients themselves.

　After a busy night, Zig decided to cook completely based on his intuition.

　With just a little force, the nimble fingers can crush the eggshell, allowing the egg white and yolk to fall into the hot pot through the gap in the eggshell.

　White steam burst out the moment the egg liquid touched the surface of the pan, blocking Zig's vision.

　This doesn't seem to be what happens when eggs from ordinary birds are cooked.

　But Sieg was always indifferent, so she wasn't too worried about it.

　After all, if it goes bad, she can just eat it herself, and she believes that her intuition will not deceive her.

　Using his intuition to control the temperature of the flame, a few fairly fried eggs soon appeared in the bowl next to Zig.

　It’s not the kind of cooking that can be called delicious, but at least it’s acceptable and can be eaten without batting an eyelid.

　While chewing the remaining meat in the soup, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the bowl next to Sieg, then stretched out his chopsticks towards the fried egg that had just been made.

　Then he was chased away by Sieg with a knife to serve the soup.

　After all, she hasn't tested the food for poison herself, so she can't guarantee the safety of the fried eggs.

　So after a busy morning, Zig decided to set an example himself and conduct a toxicity test on his own food first.

　The girl ignored the scalding temperature for ordinary people, picked up a fried egg with her fingers, stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

　It seems like there is nothing wrong with eating it.

　After confirming that there was no problem with the other fried eggs, Zig projected a few more plates for distribution.

　Even Fu Fu was assigned a plate of fried eggs and a small bowl of broth.