Type-Moon, I loaded the love game

I heard heavy footsteps coming from the classroom door.

A dark knight figure slowly walked into the classroom.

The man was wearing a dark and ferocious knight's heavy armor and hand guards as sharp as a beast. He was tightly armed from head to toe, and only the eyes that appeared between the gaps in his helmet revealed a bloody red color.

Compared with the students in the classroom, it is completely different.

"Arrrrrrthur!"

That was Lancelot, the Berserker Spiritual Base!

"Let me introduce you. This is our new transfer student. Please welcome him with applause."

"Sir Lancelot!" Gawain said in surprise, "Isn't he French? He should be transferred to the French class, right?"

Director Finn laughed, "Haha, how could that be? He's obviously from our Britannia class."

Ying Gu immediately realized: "Oh my god! Double grades!"

"How can this be called dual-class..."

Finn explained seriously:

"That's called flexible class! When he was in the French class, he was French, and when he was in the British class, he was a glorious Knight of the Round Table! I believe both classes were equally important in making him who he is today. There's no competition in this regard; no one class is better than another!"

"???"

"Exams have no boundaries. There are no age, gender, race or cultural restrictions. Everyone can participate. This is the easiest way to build communication between different countries and promote academic connections."

"Now you understand the value of going to school, right? Why didn't you tell me when you were stirring up trouble just now, you jerk of a dean?"

Ying Gu complained harshly.

"Hahahaha, with Lancelot's help, our class is like a tiger with wings!"

Finn simply ignored his words and spoke to himself.

"But I can see that you're not very enthusiastic. So, let me paint a big picture for you. If any of you can win the class competition during the monthly exam...

"I will grant that person the supreme honor of joining the Knights of Fianna!"

"........."

The whole place was dead silent.

This cake is too bad.

Forget about motivating the class, it's basically a stagnant pool!

Ying Gu thought to himself that he really wanted to win, but since Finn said so, he might as well just be a loser.

Moreover, he estimated that he would not be able to win in the end. Although he had a lot of fancy skills, he still lacked the most crucial Heroic Phantasm. How could he possibly hope to become the winner?

"By the way, as a bonus, I will apply to the school for a school trip to Hawaii this year," Director Finn added.

"Ohhhhhhhh!"

The whole class cheered immediately.

This "gift by the way" is the real prize!

At this moment, Yinggu's cell phone hidden in the desk drawer suddenly vibrated.

While Director Finn wasn't paying attention, he secretly glanced at the message on his phone. It was from Morgan.

Why is it you again? Our date is only a few days away. Can't you be patient?

Having said that, Yinggu still opened the message. Then his body trembled and he was so scared that he quickly put the phone back into the drawer for fear that the message would be seen by others.

That was a selfie from Morgan, wearing her "Dangerous Beast" costume!

"I heard you have your monthly exam coming up soon. Do your best and I wish you success."

"If I win, I'll wear this underneath my clothes on our date."

This is the top jackpot for the winner!

Come on, Aunt Morgan, how can I study properly after you sent me photos like this? It's obvious that you want to make my health worse!

Chapter 51: Lancelot? Black Joan of Arc!

"Well, let's welcome Lancelot to the Britannia class,"

Director Finn glanced around the classroom and saw that the only empty seat was next to Yinggu's.

"Lancelot, just sit next to Ingol. Is that okay with you?"

Lancelot did not answer, and Ingú raised his hand.

"Director, I have an opinion."

"what happened?"

"It's hard to say... but I hope my deskmate is someone like Minamoto no Raikou or Ibuki-douji." Ying Gu said seriously.

"If you really can't bring yourself to say it, don't say it in front of the whole class. You should continue flirting with Tristan, Lancelot. The seat next to him is yours."

"Arrrr."

A dull reply came from Lancelot's helmet, and he pointed with his sharp gauntlet to the toilet outside the corridor.

"Oh, you mean you need to go to the bathroom, right? Go quickly and come back soon, so as not to delay everyone's learning progress." Finn nodded.

The black-armored knight left immediately.

Lancelot walked with heavy steps to the restroom across the corridor, subconsciously wanting to go to the women's restroom, but he quickly stopped and turned to walk into the men's restroom next to it.

The knight randomly found a cubicle in the men's restroom, locked the door, and sat on the toilet lid with a sigh of relief.

"Huh, this helmet is really suffocating me..."

A woman's voice came from the knight's helmet.

"Really? Why are you making me do such a ridiculous thing? It's such a shame...!"

The Knight of the Round Table slowly took off his helmet, revealing a fair, beautiful and indifferent face, with refreshing white hair draped over the shoulders of his black armor.

The man hidden in this armor is not Lancelot.

But it was the notorious bad girl in the French Union class, the famous Dragon Witch, Jeanne Alter!

Referred to as Black Joan of Arc.

"Damn Napoleon, he actually came up with such a stupid idea and asked me to sneak into the British school. I'm not cut out for this!"

She complained to the empty toilet.

Snapped!

Then, she punched the toilet cubicle door hard, trying to vent her frustration.

She, Black Jeanne, is an undercover agent disguised as Lancelot.

Because the two universities were about to go to war, in order to ensure victory, Black Jeanne d'Arc found a way to infiltrate the enemy camp.

Given her personality, she certainly wouldn't take the initiative to plan such a thing. This plan was thought up by Napoleon, the class monitor of France.

Since Director Finn is trying every possible way to win over Lancelot, they might as well take advantage of his trick and send someone disguised as Berserker Lancelot to infiltrate the British class!

Let the undercover agent disrupt tomorrow's class competition and defect at the critical moment to help the French class win the final victory.

As for the real Lancelot, he is now being held in a small dark room by his French classmates.

Disguised as Lancelot, going deep behind enemy lines to cause sabotage... This difficult secret mission finally fell on Jeanne d'Arc, whose credits were at stake, and she had no right to refuse.

"Disguising myself as Lancelot isn't difficult. Since I'm in a frenzied state, there's no need to communicate with anyone... And as long as I'm wearing the helmet and speaking in a synthesized voice, no one will recognize me...

"But it's still so troublesome. Why do I have to do this hard work..."

Black Jeanne rolled her eyes.

But she knew that there were not many people in her class who could be of use. Astolfo was an irrational fool, and Gilles de Rais was a lunatic. She couldn't let the white Joan of Arc do such a dirty job. Not to mention her acting skills, she probably wouldn't accept it morally.

In the end, she still had to appear.

"Really..."

Although she kept complaining, she put on her knight's helmet again.

As long as you play the role of Lancelot well for a whole day, you can complete the task successfully.

She will be patient during this day!

After all, she was the Dragon Witch. There was nothing she couldn't do! So what if she was in someone else's class? She wasn't some shy little girl!

She walked into Britain's class with stiff, nervous steps.

Then, Black Jeanne went straight to her seat.

That is, next to Mochizuki Yinggu.

"..."

She looked at her deskmate through the gap in her helmet.

Judging from his appearance alone, he seems quite quiet, with bangs slightly covering his eyes. He has a relatively neutral look and looks like a handsome boy with a cool temperament.

Oh, this guy, I still have a little impression of Black Joan of Arc!

She had come across a very popular short video a few days ago, in which an idiot tried to protect his female companion in a haunted house, but ended up leading the ghost away...

This should be the guy, right?

Unlike his quiet appearance, he seems to be a shocking fool.

...Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway.

She sat down at the table next to him without saying a word, turned her head to look at the blackboard without even glancing at him.

Ying Gu took the initiative to talk to her and said, "Hello, nice to meet you, Sir Lancelot."

"..."

Black Jeanne thought, please don't talk to me.

"I didn't expect to see you in Berserker form. Although we can't communicate much, but with this kind of spiritual power, you should be able to run very fast. After all, you are a Berserker, ahahahahahaha."

"……………………"

She was speechless.

What a cool pun!

The first thing he said was an idiotic statement. He is indeed a complete fool.

"..."

Black Joan of Arc didn't say anything, turned her head away, and had already made up her mind to ignore him.

Seeing that she didn't react, Yinggu repeated what he had just said:

"I didn't expect to see you in Berserker form. Although we can't communicate much, but with this kind of spiritual power, you should be able to run very fast. After all, you are a Berserker, ahahahahahaha."

"…………"

Did you think I didn't hear you so you said it again?

Silly boy, I heard it just now, I just don’t want to pay attention to you. No matter how many times you repeat it, I don’t want to pay attention to you!

Even if Lancelot really came, he would just roll his eyes after hearing such a joke. There is no idiot in the world who would be amused by your joke.

Black Jeanne complained bitterly in her heart.

"Hahahahaha!"

Behind him, he heard the laughter of the two Knights of the Round Table in the back seat.

There really are such idiots, and there are actually two of them!

"As expected of Lord Ingolstadt, he can actually tell such a wonderful pun. Not only is it subtle, but it's also very funny, and it has a very British sense of humor," said Tristan.

"I've said it before, Lord Yinggu is a joke teller with a great sense of humor." Gao Wen also agreed deeply.