Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

"Yes, Ethan is like this. Even though he has extraordinary talents, he doesn't act arrogantly. You can hardly feel any sense of oppression when you are with him. But at critical moments, he will become serious and earnest, making you want to rely on him. Moreover, he is different from other boys. He is very thoughtful and considerate. No matter what he does, he will take other people's feelings into consideration..."

When talking about Ethan, Alanna seemed to open up her chatterbox, spouting all kinds of compliments, fearing that others would have a bad impression of him.

After listening to the girl in front of him bragging about his Master, Mordred didn't feel annoyed, but just smiled comfortably:

"If you flatter the Master like this, then isn't he the template for a perfect boyfriend?"

"I'm not exaggerating, he is just that kind of person, that's why I like him so much."

Alanna's eyebrows were curved and she had a happy smile on her face.

"But even if you like it, you can't...right? Fortunately, there are no outsiders here. If others saw it...how bad would that be?"

Seeing that the topic was finally opened, Mordred began to remind them carefully, choosing his words.

Well, it was all because of their bad behavior, and it had nothing to do with someone just walking in without knocking or asking.

"Oh, it would be great if things were really as you said." Alanna was rarely shy when she heard this, but just sighed sadly.

"What's wrong?" Mordred sensed something was wrong, "Don't tell me you and the Master haven't..."

"Don't mention it. I regret it so much." Alanna curled up on the sofa with a resentful look on her face.

"Originally, this matter could have been settled long ago. But at that time... oh, I was really out of my mind. I risked everything on coming to the Holy Grail War, not knowing if I could return alive. I thought that if we were in a relationship, he would be sad if something happened to me, so I kept dragging it out and didn't express my feelings. If I had known that things would turn out like this, I would have just done it in one go and won it over sooner."

"It is precisely because we are not together that he is so restrained towards me. Sometimes I really don't know whether I should be thankful for his self-control or blame him for not understanding romance."

"But the Master is right beside you now, and there's no one else around. What are you waiting for? Just go ahead and do it." Mordred instigated, taking advantage of the situation.

In fact, she also had a little selfish motive in this. If Ethan and Alanna could settle down their relationship earlier, she could also use this to convince herself to give up those unnecessary ideas. After all, as a Knight of the Round Table, she couldn't do such things as poaching and seducing a married woman (husband).

Oh, that’s not right. If the Master is a wife (husband)… wouldn’t it be more exciting?

Damn it, what was I thinking? Mordred, oh Mordred, how could you be so depraved? Isn't it only a scumbag like Lancelot who can seduce someone's wife?

"Do you think he will agree now? Given his personality, if he wants to do something, he will take it seriously and do his best, and will not allow other things to interfere. He will definitely say that he will talk about it after things here are over." Alana raised his head and looked at Mordred, smiling bitterly.

"Besides, he also said that he would undergo some kind of trial here, so let's not distract him with my affairs."

"Even though Ethan is usually very humorous and sometimes quite flirtatious, he is as stubborn as a log when it comes to the crucial moment. Really, I should be stunned for a while, I can't always take the initiative..."

"Ah this..." Mordred looked constipated.

Is this something you can say to a nine-year-old like me (hush)?

in the bathroom.

Ethan placed his hands on the tiled wall of the bathroom and let the cold water pouring from the shower head spray over him, gathering into a stream and spilling onto the ground.

"Ugh……"

A barely perceptible sigh echoed in the bathroom.

He knew from the beginning that Alanna was a person who lacked a sense of security because of what happened before. Although he could give her a sense of security now, he had always been very careful with her and did not dare to cross the line and do anything too outrageous, which seemed to make her lose some of her sense of security.

It was precisely because of this, coupled with the thoughts that appeared in her mind yesterday that she might have cheated on her, that she did something like attacking herself at night last night, driven by the two kinds of uneasiness, and was eager to confirm her relationship with herself.

So I didn't have the heart to send her back to the room, nor did I reject her unreasonable requests. Instead, I let her do those extraordinary and even abnormal things in order to give her some sense of security.

I can only say that I was indeed somewhat negligent in this matter.

"We can't put it off any longer, we really need to hurry up..."

Ethan muttered a few more words, as if to cheer himself up. Then he turned on the shower head, wiped the water off his face, opened the door to the outer room of the bathroom, and wiped his body carefully with a towel.

Although he could use a drying spell to instantly dry and refresh his wet body, he still preferred the slightly steamy feeling after wiping his body. The same was true for bathing. Although the body could be cleaned directly with a spell, the role of bathing was not only to clean the body, but also to soothe and relax the mind, which could not be achieved with a spell alone.

This may also be one of the reasons why bathing culture and hot spring culture were born in Japan.

Ethan, who was fully relaxed both physically and mentally, sorted out his complicated thoughts thoroughly, hummed a little tune, changed his clothes, and pushed open the bathroom door with damp hair.

The living room no longer had the previous oppression and weirdness. Alanna was now sitting next to Mordred, holding her hand and whispering something to her, just like the scene of the main wife having a heart-to-heart talk with the concubine who had just married into the family (?).

"Well, that's good."

Ethan smiled with satisfaction and nodded, feeling very satisfied with the harmonious scene of the two people getting along in front of him, and sat down next to them.

He had no interest in eavesdropping on the private conversations of the two girls.

"Hey, not bad, Master. You look refreshed." Xiao Mo turned his neck stiffly and greeted him calmly, but his tone was slightly trembling. "What are our plans for today?"

It's terrible, women in love are terrible.

What kind of vicious words did I just hear?

Master, you're on your own. I probably can't help you.

This woman wants to knock you to the ground and then tie you up and take you back to be her husband!

"Today... let's go to the tower first and see if there are any clues." Ethan scratched his chin and frowned as he thought, "Let's take it step by step and figure out the situation before we take action. It's impossible for the Holy Grail War to be won by one person against seven people overnight."

"Okay, we'll listen to you." Alanna and Mordred both said they had no objection.

"Okay, then Alanna, change your clothes and we'll set off now."

Ethan clapped his hands and warned, "Change into more normal clothes. Don't wear that black robe all day long. It's a waste of such a beautiful person."

"Yeah..." Alanna nodded with a blushing face, got up and ran into the bedroom.

"And you." Ethan threw his leather jacket at Xiao Mo's face. "By the way, what the hell is the aesthetic of ancient Britain? Don't you think it's too conspicuous to walk around the street wearing such sexy and revealing clothes? Wear mine to cover it up first, and then I'll find a clothing store to buy you a set of normal modern clothes, so that you won't attract any attention and cause trouble for me when you go out on the street."

"Oh..." Mordred drew out his words and wrapped himself in a leather jacket that was two sizes too big, his expression becoming more and more strange.

Is this considered boyfriend style?

No, what are you thinking about, Mordred!

Chapter 199 Is the Holy Grail War used for you to play Miracle Nikki?

In the breakfast shop, Ethan and the two girls quickly solved the problem of food and clothing. He leaned back on the chair as if he had lost his temper, and began to talk with a melancholy look on his face:

"Although I've experienced it before, I still want to say: What the hell is the breakfast in Ying Country? It's so disgusting! The food for wizards is okay, but the food for Muggles is a bunch of [beep——], no, it's not even as good as [beep——]!"

"Should we say it's worthy of being called Ying Country? Breakfast is either bacon fried eggs or vegetable stew with baked beans in tomato sauce. It's so salty. Don't you find it choking? And the eggs are not cooked to the right temperature. They are burnt on the outside and raw on the inside. I can understand that you old gentlemen from Ying Country like to eat soft-boiled eggs, but you almost fried the egg whites into the texture of plastic. Can't you lower the heat? Alas, fish and chips are indeed your limit..."

Ethan had wanted to make breakfast for them personally this morning, but since he had decided to go to the house on a whim last night, there was no food prepared in the kitchen, so they had to make do with having breakfast outside today.

"It's good enough to be full. There's no need to care about these things." Alanna slowly finished the remaining bacon on the plate, which was in sharp contrast to Mordred's casual eating of three mouthfuls of a pig.

It’s not that Xiao Mo’s eating habits were ugly or rude, it’s just that she ate too fast. Her mouth was always stuffed full, and she always looked impatient.

"Alanna, you have been deeply influenced by the dark cuisine of Da Ying since you were a child, and you have never eaten delicious food. Wait until I show you my cooking skills and let you see what real food is. I guarantee that you will be delighted." Ethan rolled his eyes and slumped in the chair and continued to talk.

"Okay, I'll be looking forward to it." The girl looked up and smiled at him.

When it was time to pay the bill, Ethan looked at the bill handed over by the waiter, and his hand trembled slightly as he took out the money.

Should we say that he is worthy of inheriting the king's stomach? Xiao Mo eats more than twice as much food as he and Alanna combined.

Fortunately, the Holy Grail War only lasts a few days, otherwise I would have been bankrupted sooner or later.

Besides, servants don't need to eat to get energy. Eating is just to satisfy their appetite. What's the point of eating a lot of one thing? It's better to eat a little bit of each thing and then eat more.

Alas, I am so tired.

"Let's go, Xiao Mo, stop eating, business is more important."

"Bastard, you wait till I finish this bite..." Before Xiao Mo could swallow the food in his mouth, Ethan grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and dragged him away.

“Master, this…”

Xiao Mo looked at the tower courtyard that was surrounded by people and opened his mouth in surprise.

She had never seen such a scene before. In a sense, it was even more spectacular than the scene when King Arthur returned home and the people lined the streets to welcome him.

"I knew it..." Ethan sighed helplessly, holding his forehead.

It seemed that his restoration spell had indeed had a great impact. Now the residents here thought that the restoration of the tower was a miracle, so they came to worship. The weeds in the courtyard were also cleared by them, and there was a tendency to turn this place into a tourist attraction.

He finally understood the significance of the rule that prohibits using spells in front of Muggles.

"Then Ethan, what should we do now?" Alana asked in a low voice.

"Just wait. We can't get into the tower during the day. There are so many people and we can't get around. Let's wait until night when there are fewer people. As for now..." Ethan suddenly put his arm around Alana's waist, turned her around and pointed at the shops on the street, "Let's go for a walk together."

"Forget it. It would be so bad if someone recognizes us." Alanna said, half-heartedly, with an expression that said "Auntie, you can't do that." "Let's go back first."

"Don't worry, no one here knows me." Ethan said nonchalantly, "Besides, those dark wizards will only stay in their nests during the day and dare not come out openly. They will also think that I will only stay in the safe zone and dare not come out openly."

You thought I was wandering around without caring about my safety on the first level, but in fact, I figured out the enemy's thinking mode, and I was at the ceiling this time.

It's a tactical game.

What? What if some really weird people dare to come out in broad daylight?

Then I have to ask myself whether the big stick (referring to the magic wand) in my hand can allow him to escape from my sight and tip off the enemy.

"Yahoo, here I come to the game hall, cinema, amusement park and internet cafe!"

Xiao Mo shouted excitedly and was about to make a fearless charge. As an ancient person, she was naturally very much looking forward to experiencing these modern entertainment methods, and her degree of obsession was no less than the attraction of the waving to Virgil.

"Come back here!" Ethan grabbed Xiao Mo's neck again and pulled her back.

"What's wrong, Master? There's no need to keep me by your side. It would be so bad to disturb you." Xiao Mo winked at Ethan, "I'm a Servant. I can be alone. If there's any situation, can't we just telepathically support each other?"

"Now is not the time to talk about that, change your clothes first!" Ethan said unhappily. Maybe it was because of the dream he had last night, his attitude towards Xiao Mo now involuntarily carried some of the kindness of an old father who was worried about his own rebellious son.

(Those who said they wanted to remove the heart character should all be killed!)

Although the tube top that Xiao Mo wore on her upper body was covered by the leather jacket, the combination of the triangle tights and loincloth on her lower body was still a bit too shocking. It's not that the clothes were ugly, but they looked too cool when worn!

After all, Xiao Mo's appearance is also very good. She has the same face shape as Dai Maowang. Coupled with her clothes that are not too revealing, she gets a lot of attention when she walks on the street.

Ethan, who was accompanied by two beautiful girls, had silently endured dozens of piercing gazes like knives.

So for the sake of his own physical and mental health, Ethan can't just stand there and watch... Although it's pleasing to the eyes, watching for a long time is really bad for the body, in every sense of the word.

Ethan took Xiao Mo to a nearby clothing store and threw her into the women's clothing section:

"Be obedient and choose for yourself."

"Master, why are you so rude? Wow, the clothes of this era look so beautiful! Master, I admit that my voice was a bit loud just now. Wait for me and let me choose carefully."

To put it bluntly, Xiao Mo is still a girl after all, and the various styles of clothes in the clothing store are extremely attractive to her. Her eyes glowed with dazzling green light, and she plunged into the clothes racks, becoming addicted to them.

"No rush, just take your time and don't go too far."

Ethan smiled and shook his head, then sat down on a stool in the waiting area and closed his eyes to rest. Alanna showed more interest than Xiao Mo after entering the clothing store, and had already taken several sets of clothes into the fitting room. Now he was left alone with nothing to do.

"Master, what do you think of this dress? Isn't it beautiful?"

Xiao Mo changed his clothes and rushed out of the fitting room, turning around in front of Ethan excitedly: "Clang clang~"

"Hic--"

Ethan looked up and almost passed out from brain freeze.

The lower body is short and frayed shorts, the upper body is a white corset that is less than the width of a palm, and a red leather jacket. If Xiao Mo's figure is not too thin, such a small amount of fabric on her chest would definitely not be able to cover her beauty.

"How is it? Master, are you impressed by me?" Seeing Ethan's shocked look, Xiao Mo bent down with his hands on his knees and laughed at him twice, feeling very satisfied with his outfit.

Ethan came back to his senses from the shock, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then -

"Taku!"

He decisively flew up and kicked Xiao Mo back into the fitting room with a standard rider kick.

"Master, what are you crazy about? Are you looking for trouble?"

Xiao Mo was caught off guard by this and was screaming in the locker room, covering his head with his hands.

"I should be the one asking you this!"

Ethan rushed to the fitting room, pulled up the curtain that blocked the fitting room, poked his head inside the fitting room, and growled through gritted teeth, "Look at what you're wearing now, is it decent?"

"What's wrong? I chose them all according to your requirements. They are completely modern clothes!" Xiao Mo looked at Ethan with grievance, not understanding why his Master was so angry.

"Yes, it's modern clothes. But it's winter now, and you chose summer clothes! Don't you feel cold wearing this?"

"It's not cold. A Servant's body is just so convenient." Xiao Mo curled his lips, looking innocent.

"But others will! What's the difference between you wearing this and telling others that I'm abnormal? If you meet other masters or servants, do you think they will be suspicious?!" Ethan tried his best to restrain the urge to put a military coat on Xiao Mo and forced a kind smile at her, "So do you understand?"

"Ahaha... Sorry, Master, I was so happy that I forgot about this." An unnatural blush appeared on Xiao Mo's face. He scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"That's good to know. Change into something more normal. Even if you think winter clothes are too thick, at least spring or autumn clothes won't be too out of place."

Ethan took his leather jacket and was about to step out of the curtain when he suddenly remembered something and said: