You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Iori stood on the sea, the water soaking his ankles, and finally, as the snake's body collapsed, a wave as high as two people rushed towards him and Sera.

Wow!

The wave crest naturally parted like a curtain of water, avoiding the two men before crashing onto the beach.

The blood gradually spread in the water, but it condensed and did not disperse. It inexplicably formed a winding snake shape, slowly flowing towards Iori's feet and flowing into the sword of Ame Murakumo.

Under the bright moon, between the sea and the sky, the young man slew a snake with a sword, his jet-black Death Tyrant costume dotted with scarlet like plum blossoms.

Sera watched this scene quietly, her beautiful face blooming with a vivid expression that was completely different from that of ordinary androids, and she seemed to be fascinated by this beautiful scene.

Atalanta, who was further away, took a deep breath, her expression serious and dazed.

"Indeed, a monster like the Yamata no Orochi will not die so cleanly. Even if its body is cut off, its evil thoughts will pollute the nearby water and soil... Those monsters are like this, and this snake is also like this."

The only difference is that the Warcraft is contaminated by evil thoughts, while the white jade snake is almost equivalent to the evil thoughts themselves.

If it hadn't been so young and hadn't developed any intelligence, this giant snake would have been able to rival a first-rate servant... It's a pity, or rather a good thing, that it was strangled in the cradle by Iori.

Wait, is there more than one such big snake?

Atalanta suddenly thought of a question:

If Iori is constantly hunting Yaki's evil thoughts, then what has become of his spiritual base?

——Unfortunately, no one will answer her question.

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During this period, Iori and Sera were not only traveling, but also cleaning up the legacy of the Yamata-no-Orochi. Although they were not in Tolifas, Iori's contribution was not small in that the small town had remained stable until now.

Atalanta seemed to realize something, but it was not clear, and she suspected that Iori had other cards up his sleeve.

Because according to normal logic, Medea and Amakusa Shiro are actively expanding their strength and preparing for war fortresses, but if Iori only improves his personal spiritual foundation, he seems unprepared.

Even if Mordred and Jeanne were to join in, it would be hard to shake the forces of the Red and Black factions...

When the female hunter looked intently at the sea, the body of the giant snake had gradually dissipated, and the aura of the black-haired boy was extremely strong for a moment, but soon weakened again, as if he had turned back into an ordinary servant of second-rate level.

But this time, Atalanta was convinced that this was just an appearance...

As expected, if one wants to stop Medea and Amakusa Shiro, and then seize the Holy Grail to save the children - the only way is to cooperate with Iori!

"Ok?"

Iori was using the sword Ame Murasakibara to absorb the blood of dragons and snakes when suddenly a gust of night wind blew by, and a cherry-colored petal flew past Iori's eyes and stuck to the hair beside his ear.

At the same time, a frivolous but relaxing voice came over:

"..."

The boy listened attentively for a moment, the petals disappeared like a phantom, and he smiled with joy.

"We're finally here... Chaldea!"

He turned to Sera and said, "Let's go, Master."

"Ok."

Sera lifted the messy hair from her ears and said calmly and softly, "Let's go, Berserker, no matter where you are going."

She was very happy during this period. She was indeed hunting evil thoughts during the journey, but the scenery she saw along the way was not fake.

Since her birth, she has been almost always accompanied by magical knowledge and various ceremonial costumes. In order to fulfill her family's tragic wish, she has become a bloodless and tearless tool. Not to mention enjoying pleasure, she has very little pure leisure time. Even how to sleep to efficiently restore physical strength is strictly regulated.

Only after meeting Iori did she realize that there was such a completely different way of life. It did not require her to pursue any meaning, nor to care about gains and costs. It was very different from the way of thinking of a magician. It was a casual and relaxed life.

No rules, no goals, no plans, no pain... At first, Sera felt at a loss and even ashamed of it, but after she adapted, she realized that perhaps pure "happiness" is the most meaningful thing.

It’s just that everyone pursues happiness in different ways. Ordinary people enjoy love and family affection, ambitious people desire power, and saints practice their own justice.

People like Iori can gain an incomparable sense of accomplishment from adventure. Although he never boasts about how great he is, Sera feels that this is what a "hero" should be like.

And Sera's happiness...she wasn't quite sure yet.

But one thing is certain:

During the time she spent with Iori, her heart was touched more than in her entire previous life!

As an artificial human, she even felt that she had experienced some of the feelings of being a "human".

Therefore, she was extremely grateful to Iori in her heart and decided to give Iori the only thing she could leave in the world - the ownership of the Holy Grail.

If the end of life has already been decided, then Sera hopes that it can feel the warmth of that person's palm for her.

…However, when she was thinking about these things, she never seemed to ask Iori's opinion on the matter.

-

"It's getting dark, we'd better find a hotel to stay in."

At dusk, Jeanne, dressed in her school uniform, led Ritsuka and Mashu for a stroll on the streets of Toliphas. The master and servant duo were dressed quite peculiarly, but fortunately, Chaldea was experienced and prepared jewelry-like costumes for Mashu that could reduce her presence and avoid being noticed by ordinary people.

In addition, there have been too many strange things recently. Occasionally, a few people with keen perception would notice the strange "cosplay group" here, and then quickly leave with the idea that it is better to have less trouble than more.

Just like that, on the deserted street with few people, Jeanne explained to the two people: "After nightfall, thick fog will fall, and those monsters in the wild will enter the city and wander around, but as long as you stay in the house, there will be no problem."

"Won't the monsters attack the house?" Mash asked curiously, "Why?"

"It's a field magic similar to a barrier that avoids people. I don't understand the details, but it should be the method of a certain witch."

When the anomaly first started, Joan of Arc once drove away the wandering monsters in the thick fog in order to protect the residents of Tolifas. At that time, their number was not large, so it was not difficult to expel them.

Because of this, she accidentally saw a red caster performing some magic rituals in the city, and recognized his real name at a glance with the privilege of her job.

"You should know Circe, the Greek island witch, right?" Joan of Arc continued, "She was summoned in this Holy Grail War. I suspect this fog is also related to her, but for some reason she deliberately arranged magic to protect the residents here..."

"Is this weird?" Li Xiang was a little confused, "Shouldn't Circe do this?"

"That person is famous for his bad character in Greek mythology!" Joan of Arc said as if it was a matter of course, "It's incredible that she would care about mortals."

Considering the generally low moral standards in Greece during the Age of Gods, Joan of Arc's comment can be said to be quite pertinent.

However, Ritsuka didn't think so. She smiled and said, "Maybe Circe likes to play with humans, but deep down she also loves humans. It's just that the way she expresses it is a little extreme and distorted?"

"what?"

"It's possible to have a bad personality and love humans at the same time."

Ritsuka said naturally, "I've seen many examples where after making a big scene, they regretted the damage they had caused. They were clearly sorry, but they refused to say it, and had to secretly make up for their mistakes."

Mashu nodded repeatedly as if trying to hold back a laugh, and seemed to be thinking of some past events.

Joan of Arc blinked and said incredulously, "Is there such a weird person in the world?"

"Yes, and quite a lot." Li Xiang said with a sympathetic heart, "If everyone could be more straightforward, I wouldn't have to suffer from stomachache all day long..."

"It seems that you are having a hard time too." Jeanne couldn't help feeling a little distressed when she saw Ritsuka, who looked like a student, showing a bitter smile like a corporate slave.

"Well, you'll get used to it."

Li Xiang cheered up and said with a smile: "Although there are many tsundere guys, as long as you get along with them for a long time, these weird guys are actually quite cute~"

Time passed by unknowingly, the sun began to touch the horizon, and in the dim light, the shadows of all things were stretched to the limit, and a wisp of faint mist was floating in the air.

Just as the three were planning to find a place to stay temporarily, a small snow-white animal with fluffy fur ran out from somewhere, and with footsteps so light that even the servants could not avoid it, it jumped onto Mashu in a few seconds.

"ah!"

"Fu~"

The furry little beast with a pair of big ears looked between a cat and a dog, but its cuteness was the sum of the two. It jumped into Mashu's arms and enjoyed the girl's well-developed softness, making the sub-servant girl blush, but she looked like she was already very experienced.

The purple-haired girl was startled, and then she breathed a sigh of relief after seeing clearly: "It turned out to be Fufu-san... Really, you also followed the spirit particle transfer this time, where have you been until now?"

"Fu~"

The little beast didn't say anything, but just pushed its way inside, which made Joan of Arc, who was standing beside it, look strange.

This little animal... doesn't seem to be simple!

-

As night fell, fog once again enveloped Tuliface. The experienced residents had already retreated back to their homes. However, Lixiang and others did not stay in the hotel, but took the initiative to clear the monsters on the streets.

The barrier set up by Circe is not an absolute protection. If the number of monsters reaches a certain level, their brutal nature will continue to increase due to the stimulation of their companions. Eventually, they will ignore the threat of the barrier and forcibly attack residents' houses.

By then, a tragedy that is too horrible to watch will happen in Tuliface!

In order to avoid this situation, Ritsuka did not choose to go to bed, but forced himself to stay awake and work with Mashu and Jeanne to reduce the number of monsters.

To be fair, these two servants were first-rate, with impeccable abilities and combat experience. However, a subtle point was that they were both good at defense and lacked offensive means. They basically relied on brute force to smash with the weapons in their hands...

When dealing with some tougher monsters, this fighting style is undoubtedly inefficient. Two servants with outstanding strength need to spend a lot of effort to deal with enemies who are far weaker than them.

This difficult "monster farming" experience is just like when you are doing a daily dungeon with only a single servant and have to attack them one by one. It is really sad.

Ritsuka couldn't help but miss the many fighting servants he had in Chaldea. If a Saber or Archer came, the advancement process would be much smoother than it is now~

Should we say Ritsuka was lucky or unlucky? Not long after, a "Saber" really came out of the thick fog, but she was from the enemy camp, and her job was [Rider].

"Be careful! It's the black rider!" Jeanne was the first to notice the arrival of the King of the Wild Hunt and protected the orange-haired girl behind her. "Her real name is--"

"King Arthur Altria." Ritsuka looked at the other party solemnly and read out the other party's real name lightly.

"Wow? You actually recognized me. Have we met before somewhere, little girl?"

Emerging from the thick fog, Artoria was not wearing a helmet today, and her breastplate was a bit lighter in style, but she was still majestic as she rode on her warhorse. Behind her were two magical beasts that had been pierced mercilessly.

She observed Ritsuka with great interest, not only because she seemed to be an "acquaintance" of hers, but also because she was curious about the orange-haired girl's origins.

As far as Rider knows, there should be no other Masters in this Holy Grail War, and... the thing in that sub-servant girl's hand seems a little familiar!

She didn't notice it at first, but when Rider took a closer look and slowly overlapped the appearance of the large cross shield with something in her memory - her eyes widened.

"So there is such a use..."

"Soudayo (Yeah), isn't it interesting?"

Ritsuka seemed to be able to guess what Rider was thinking, and then added: "There are many things you can't imagine."

"Oh?" After saying this, Rider couldn't help but look Ritsuka up and down.

"It seems that you are not an ordinary magician. I always feel that there is a special 'connection' between you and me... It seems that I am familiar with you in a parallel world."

More than just knowing each other, I even helped your "son" turn your coffin board into a surfing board - of course, this kind of thing doesn't need to be explained specifically!

"A lot of weird guys have appeared in this Holy Grail War." Artoria sighed, then raised her spear and pointed it at Ruler, and also included the Chaldea duo in the attack range.

She has a "friendship" with Ritsuka and Mashu, but this does not prevent her from taking action. As a king, the most important thing is to separate official business from personal feelings.

"Ms. Jeanne!"

"Don't be impatient."

Jeanne raised her hand, signaling Mash not to rush over, and then asked sternly: "Rider, what do you want to do?"

"Ruler, don't you understand your position? How dare you show up in the city so brazenly?"

King Arthur shook his head. She had no opinion on Joan of Arc herself. She even thought that there were many admirable aspects about the saint who saved the nation. However, it was the consensus of the two major camps to get rid of her. After all, no matter which side wanted to monopolize the Holy Grail, Joan of Arc would be the main force.

Ruler did nothing wrong, the problem was that she was summoned to this Holy Grail War where everyone cheated.

"Hand over the two Command Seals that correspond to mine, and I will let you go."

The rider did not attack immediately, but said these words, which surprised Jeanne.

"You... want a Command Spell?"

"I don't want that woman Medea to be my Master, and no one in this world can control me." Rider's idea was very simple, "With your two Command Spells and my own [Anti-Magic Power], even if I fall out with Medea in the future, she won't be able to do anything to me... Just in case."

"I see, but I refuse!"

Jeanne said sternly: "It is against the rules to transfer the Command Spell without reason!"

"...What a stubborn guy. It's obviously good for you."

Rider frowned, and the black and red magic power rippled on the spear: "In that case, I will use brute force to make you surrender!"

"Ma Xiu, prepare to fight!"

"Understood, Master!"

The Chaldean duo was facing a formidable enemy, because they both knew how powerful King Arthur was in this form, and it would be difficult for Mashu and Jeanne alone to match him.

Jeanne also gripped the flagpole tightly, thinking that she must protect Fujimaru Ritsuka, the "Master of Humanity" at all costs.

The battle was about to break out, but at this moment, several servants changed their expressions at the same time and retreated at the same time -