I, the little cat, am a substitute for others who are starving and thin

Lancelot was considered King Arthur's first knight. Anyone with even a passing knowledge of Arthurian legend would be familiar with him, as he had a love affair with King Arthur's wife, Guinevere, which was the main reason for the collapse of the Knights of the Round Table and the fall of Britain.

Yimi's divine light has the effect of forcing others to remain calm. Perhaps because of this, Lancelot, who had been twisted into a monster by the frenzy, regained a bit of clarity. He couldn't help but cover his head, which was protected by the helmet, and knelt on one knee.

The black smoke belonging to the Noble Phantasm "Not for My Own Glory" dissipated, revealing his true face. His face, which had become ferocious due to his frenzy, was relieved by the sunlight, and he was finally able to think rationally about the current situation.

"Berserker, huh... For someone like me, this is the most fitting fate."

The steel bar in his hand that had just clashed with the Spear of Longinus fell to the ground with a clang. Looking at the child who had just suppressed him, Lancelot could only smile bitterly.

"Ah, the Command Seal has been restored. Is this Ruler's class skill?"

Li Xiang waved her hands, which seemed to mean that she had three more lives.

The kitten who had helped her restore the Command Seal pointed at Lancelot, who was kneeling on one knee: "Master, he seems to be begging for mercy."

"no!"

Lancelot quickly stood up and closed his eyes. "Even if I was in a frenzy just now, swinging a sword at a child is against the moral code of chivalry."

The servants summoned by the Holy Grail all have their own wishes, and his wishes may be realized in this Holy Grail War, even if it is only for himself as a servant and not the Heroic Spirit himself.

"To think he could use this kind of rhetoric to smooth things over, this Berserker must have been a terrible scumbag in his lifetime."

Ritsuka whispered to himself.

"Scumbag?"

The kitten looked at her Master curiously. This was a new word she had never heard of before.

Li Xiang explained to her simply: "It's the kind of person who is very good at making women happy. In layman's terms, it's possible to be in love with one woman while also liking another woman, and... Oh, I was just saying that just now, don't take it to heart."

Halfway through her conversation, she noticed that Lancelot's expression was not right. It was indeed not nice to say bad things about a child in front of others.

"Meow?"

The cat twitched its ears, not quite understanding.

"Don't fight?"

The cat only cares about this. This area is almost torn down. Why did it suddenly stop fighting?

"If you continue to fight, although I don't want to swing my sword at a child, I won't sit still and wait for death for the sake of self-preservation."

Having said that, the Knight of the Lake did not pick up his weapon again.

"The moment I saw 'her', the Holy Grail was no longer something I had to obtain. I was destined to leave as a loser, but not in your hands, young lady."

He finished this sentence in a fairly polite tone.

"Then I won't fight you."

Hearing that he was not interested in Maomao's treasures like other bad guys, Yimi also lost interest in him. You can't blame good people wrongly. Maomao still remembers the teacher she wrongly blamed, Keaiduo.

"So casual... But it seems we're speeding up the Holy Grail's progress without our knowledge because we're worried Berserker might cause trouble for other Servants, right?"

Lixiang gently tapped Yimi's head.

"Are you worried about speeding up the Holy Grail progress?"

As soon as he expressed his doubts, a slight sense of irritability crept over Lancelot's heart. Without waiting for Ritsuka's response, he suppressed his desire to attack the two in front of him and walked towards the edge of the battle.

As the aftermath of the recent battle expanded, Matou Kariya, who was hiding somewhere, was exposed as his bunker was destroyed. However, Kiritsugu ignored him because he was counting on Lancelot to contain Imi.

The man was already unconscious, but even so, one could still see a bulge under his skin, moving quickly from his face to his neck.

"Is this your Master?"

"A somewhat foolish, but admirable man."

Lancelot picked up Kariya and said, "If he continues to overdraw his vitality to feed me, I'm afraid he only has a week left to live. But such a great sacrifice is made to save others. Even if it is mixed with selfish motives, it's not easy for an outsider to say anything."

Even though the old bug was already dead, it couldn't change Kariya's exhausted physical condition. Now his biggest obsession in this Holy Grail War was to give the damn Tokiomi a big blow before he died.

"Save others?"

Ritsuka looked at the bulging veins on Kariya's face and couldn't believe it. "So you're worried that continuing the fight will cost your Master his life?"

"You could say that using other people's lives to fight, even in my frenzied state, still feels a bit weird afterwards."

I don't know why, but when facing this red-haired girl, I always feel a sense of affinity that allows me to let down my guard and chat with her.

"Please leave here, I'm going into a frenzy again."

"Even if you say so, the reason we're here is to kill you, Ruler, who tends to lose control. What are you doing?"

Ritsuka noticed that Koneko used his height advantage to get close to Lancelot and raised his hand to grab the back of Matou Kariya's hand with the Command Seal.

Maomao wanted to try to use Kariya's Command Seal to save Ritsuka's life, because her previous "miracle" only helped Ritsuka recover the one stroke he had consumed. But in fact, she wanted to help Ritsuka get a hundred strokes to ensure his safety. It would be even better if the pattern could dye Ritsuka into a big orange cat (tiger).

However, after she made such an attempt, Lancelot suddenly felt his frenzy stagnate, and his corresponding contract was inexplicably transferred to Yimi, and his exhausted magic power was instantly replenished.

"you?"

However, Yimi hadn't used the power of Miracle to obtain the Command Seals, but rather a forced transaction by the Unfair Scales. Regarding the transplantation of Command Seals, which could be accomplished with ordinary magecraft, and wasn't something as passive and convenient as walking on water, Miracle wouldn't respond.

Could it be that the saint wanted Yimi to remember his original teaching of not being greedy in this way?

"vomit!"

Kariya vomited out a large number of disgusting bugs, causing Ritsuka, who was standing closer, to take a few steps back. These were all the bugs in Kariya's body.

On the other side of the scale of injustice, Yimi had nothing to give him, but in exchange for transferring the command spell, she could throw away this guy's misfortune of being unwell.

"you're awake?"

Lancelot, who had recovered from his shock, looked at his former Master with a complicated expression, but he did not raise any objection to the change of Master. In fact, for him, the only person he could truly be loyal to was Arthur.

and:

"Although there is suspicion of infidelity again, recovering your health is the most worthwhile situation for you."

"Worth...what?"

Kariya gasped, completely confused as to what was happening. "Are you Berserker?"

Even as the Master, he had never seen the other person's true appearance.

He tried to give orders to Lancelot, but found that all his magic power had disappeared, along with the contract with the other party.

why? ?

Damn Tōsaka Tokiomi!

15

Chapter 15: It’s not good to curse people.

The cat becomes the Master.

The new base that Lixiang found was an old lady's rental house. The location was remote and there were no people coming and going on weekdays. There were no such strict procedures in 1995.

The downside is that the food won't be delivered to your door like in a hotel.

Yimi raised the back of her hand: "In the name of the Command Spell, Berserker will go buy breakfast."

"you?"

Lancelot was shocked and took Ritsuka's money under the coercion of the Command Spell and rushed out of the room.

Five minutes later, he slammed a few sandwiches on the table and said, "Are you supposed to use the Command Spell in a place like this?"

It seems that because the contract was signed with Yimi, his frenzy has no effect at all, but correspondingly, some of the panel bonuses brought by the frenzy are also gone.

"Aww."

The cat squinted its eyes and stuffed the sandwich into its mouth happily, its legs dangling on the chair as they couldn't reach the ground.

What a strange food, sour, sweet and salty, I neither hate it nor like it.

"The Command Spell is still very effective. Yimi, you should keep it for use at the critical moment."

Although he said that, Ritsuka lay on the bed without raising his head, staring intently at the contemporary comics.

There weren't many interesting comics during this period.

I still can't get in touch with the doctor. There's nothing to do during the day, and it's impossible to have so many entertainment devices in this era. I can only watch something to pass the time.

"Meow?"

Yimi looked up at Lancelot and felt that what Ritsuka said made sense. She should use the Command Spell to let him find out if there was any grass with the same fragrant smell in this world.

She kept looking at Lancelot until he felt a chill in his throat, and the kitten gave up the idea.

As soon as I heard her description yesterday, I wanted to catch her. It is obvious that there is no such grass in this world.

"But I'm still curious. Since it's obvious that a servant provides magic power to another servant, why can the Master provide me with such a huge amount of magic power?"

It was as if he could use them endlessly, and it felt like he could even use the Noble Phantasms that he had been unable to use before with Kariya without restraint.

"do not know."

Koneko originally wanted to give the Command Seal to Ritsuka, but accidentally obtained a Servant.

"It should be related to 'power', right?"

Li Xiang answered for her, "Even I don't need to provide Yimi with any magic power. I'm just a figurehead who only serves as a summoner. After all, even if I accidentally sacrifice Yimi, I can still act alone, right?"

"I see. The only Servant with such great power could be Ruler. This would be fair to the other contestants, right? But now even Ruler has his eye on the Holy Grail?"

Lancelot looked at Yimi and saw that she was holding a hair dryer and blowing it at herself with her eyes narrowed.

Ignoring the noise caused by the hair dryer itself, the warm feeling still makes the cat very comfortable.

Since he is just an ignorant child, it is normal that he cannot preside over the Holy Grail War fairly. This is really messed up.

Ritsuka took his sandwich and said, "It's much more convenient. Anyway, I can't replenish Imi's magic like I did with Mashu..."

"To mend demons?"

The cat leaned over and looked at Ritsuka, and happened to notice these words.

"Ah! Children don't need to know this."

Lixiang pinched Yimi's little hand, and her pure and curious eyes made her conscience prick.

"Hmm...the cat is done eating."

Yimi moved away from Lixiang's bed, unfolded the paper wrapper of the sandwich, folded it several times before throwing it away, "I want to go out and play."

"Be back before dark, and try not to be followed."

Ritsuka was still flipping through the comics waiting for contact from the doctor and the others. With the life-saving Command Spell, she was not afraid of a sudden attack from Emiya Kiritsugu, and now Lancelot was also here.

Yimi put on his hat and walked towards the park with the slingshot he got yesterday.

Today is the weekend, and there are obviously a lot more people in the park, but she didn't see the red-haired boy.

I didn't see any sparrows that could be beaten.

No one plays with her anymore, no one owes her cards anymore.

The kitten looked around for other victims.

Spotting a kelp head about the same size as herself, Yimi trotted over and asked, "Can you throw a card?"

"Huh? What's that weird thing? No, who are you? Why are you suddenly talking to me?"

Kelphead looked at Yimi.

"Throwing a card means throwing this card."

Yimi took out her card.

The kelp-headed kid's gaze instantly focused on her hand. For a child born in 1995, a hand full of exquisite plastic cards was obviously quite attractive.

"How to play this?"

"Ah... um, I'm here."

A somewhat unexpected voice came from behind Yimi. It was a red-haired child who looked very similar to the Master.

He looked at the Kelp Head that Yimi had found with a troubled look. The surprise just now was that Yimi actually came today, but Yimi's card had already been sent out, so he could only stand aside and watch.

"Put it like this, then what?"

Kelp Head arranged the cards according to Yimi's instructions.