Type-Moon: Root Seiko

The saintess, who is both young and beautiful in appearance and age, is now enjoying this modern look and having a great time.

She actively explained to Irisviel and the others the whole story of how Rozen acquired the mansion, as well as his cooperation with the Tohsaka family.

These are all things that Luo Zhen has said and can say. If you want to gain the trust of your enemies, then basic sincerity is essential.

Leaving aside Canaan, whose battery had been depleted and who was fast asleep on the table.

This Middle Eastern boy soldier, for some reason, has such deep trust in Luo Zhen, and actually dares to fall asleep under such circumstances, making one wonder if her mind-reading ability can even read Luo Zhen's golden gentlemanly spirit.

Irisviel listened to Joan of Arc's stories with great interest.

Her little hands clapped until they were red: "So amazing! So amazing! If it were me, and I wanted to find an ally early in the Holy Grail War, I would definitely choose the local ruling family, the Tohsaka family!"

"On top of that, using the intelligence gathered beforehand, we can incite a falling out between the Tohsaka and Matou families, eliminating one of the three main families ahead of time! Then, we can go even further and infiltrate our ally's ranks, gaining the trust of his family and even winning the admiration of his two daughters! This is equivalent to seizing the Tohsaka family head's biggest weakness, making it easy to backstab, turn against, or persuade him to surrender in the future! How amazing, Lancer! This is no less cunning than your treacherous and wicked sister's schemes, is it?"

“‘…Irisviel. Theoretically speaking, my real name should be kept secret, and you shouldn't mention my sister, okay?’”

The voice coming from under the rifleman's helmet was both amused and exasperated. It was somewhat helpless, but not exactly blaming.

Moreover, she noticed Joan of Arc's "I knew it!" expression of realization, and knew that they had indeed guessed her identity.

There's no need to hide it then, and it's also impolite to wear armor when visiting someone's home.

Lancer then deactivated her battle armor, revealing her long, flowing, golden hair beneath her helmet, and her breathtakingly beautiful, mature goddess-like face.

Amidst Joan of Arc's instinctive, mouth-covering expression of amazement, the spearwoman humbly revealed her real name:

“My name is Artoria Pendragon, and I am recorded in history as Arthur. I am the King of Camelot and the lord of the Knights of the Round Table. ...Nice to meet you, Saintess of France, and Lord Rozen.”

Luo Zhen: "Just call me by my and Jeanne's names. Thank you for revealing my real name, Artoria."

Luo Zhen, very outgoing, turned around from the kitchen and gave a thumbs up.

Her attitude was so calm that the spearman could only nod in admiration.

Needless to say, Irisviel was excited; she really enjoyed the inexplicably cheerful atmosphere, acting like a lively child in every sense of the word.

Jeanne continued, following Luo Zhen's prior instructions: "The cause and effect of my summoning are as I just described. The overseer of the Holy Church originally secretly cooperated with the Tohsaka family, intending to use my relics to perform the summoning."

"But because of the assassin... oh, actually the berserker, who attacked the church, my Master Rozen triggered a summoning ritual after obtaining the relic, so I was summoned by accident. As a result, I was mistakenly put into the body of a pure girl named Kallen, which is truly shameful."

Jeanne d'Arc concealed the fact that Rōzen actually possessed a Heroic Spirit Origin, which was something he needed to keep secret and had no need to tell anyone.

Other matters, such as cooperating with the Tohsaka family and Kallen's subjugation, do not affect their own interests and are things that Rozen judges can be mentioned as a sign of sincerity.

Irisviel clearly enjoyed the story and is still clapping her hands.

Then she looked at Lancer with anticipation, eager to reciprocate by telling her own story.

The older sister, King Arthur, shook her head indulgently and spoke up for her childish Master:

“The Einzbern family summoned me earlier than you, Saintess.”

“I’ve been summoned for almost a year now. Originally, according to their family’s orders, they wanted Irisviel and me to sweep through Fuyuki City and kill all potential opponents first. This would be nothing short of cheating and atrocity, so I resolutely refused.”

Chapter 52 The Wild Boar Nobile is Back!

"A year? (€€€€ω€€€€€€) Isn't the Einzbern family's cheating a bit too much..."

Joan of Arc, who should have been the theoretical arbiter, could only feel a bead of sweat on her forehead upon hearing King Arthur's words.

Moreover, she immediately felt puzzled: "Even as one of the three starter families, the Einzberns might have a way to summon in advance, but how do they solve the problem of mana supply?"

"I managed to avoid most of my magic consumption by using flesh, but I still need a lot of external assistance (Orange & Pearl) to maintain it. How does Miss Irisviel supply it..."

"Just call me Alice."

The lively and clever athletic android princess, with her high ponytail, took Joan of Arc's hand with a radiant smile:

“Joan of Arc, we’re close in age, there’s no need to be so formal. Although we may still have to fight to the death in the future, I still hope to be good friends with you in other times.”

Wow. Joan of Arc felt a little embarrassed, but she also sensed that this android princess really meant no harm. Her emotions were as soft and refreshing as the first snow of early winter.

Furthermore, Lancer, who is Alice's guardian (?), did not object to Alice's attitude of coming to make friends.

But the composed King Arthur added, "Please allow us to keep the source of our magic supply confidential. After all, this involves our core combat strength."

"On the contrary, Berserker's Master. In my opinion, you are the most peculiar. When did you summon this Heroic Spirit, and how do you maintain your mana supply?"

Hum.

Canaan, having just eaten the bananas Luo Zhen had given her to fill her stomach, was like a monkey king, holding one in each hand and munching on them.

"Right after I learned about the Holy Grail War, a Command Seal immediately appeared in my hand, and I summoned it on the spot. In Iran."

""ha?""

Everyone present was stunned, including Lancer and Luo Zhen who was cooking.

This woman, as wild as a female leopard, wanted to continue eating, but Luo Zhen's father refused, saying, "We're about to eat dinner, no more snacks allowed."

Bananas are fruits, but they feel different from other fruits. Why is that?

Canaan slumped listlessly onto the table, like a middle-aged man waiting for the blue pill to take effect, waiting for the digested sugar to be transported to his brain.

"Because the woman who invited me to participate in the Holy Grail War said it wouldn't officially begin for another year. But I already have Command Seals, which means I can summon them, right?"

"If you can summon it, but you still have to wait a year, who has that kind of patience? So I drew a summoning circle on the spot, and it worked. What came out was my little Kuang!"

"...And what about the supply channels for the demons? Miss Canaan, you can keep it a secret if you want." Irisviel blinked in confusion.

It's simply unbelievable that someone could obtain a Command Seal a year in advance, especially in Iran, a country completely unrelated to Fuyuki.

This woman isn't even affiliated with the three starter families, so how did the Greater Grail approach her?

These questions are obviously pointless to ask; Canaan, who has never received a day of formal magician training, certainly wouldn't know the answers.

Even her answer was predictable: "I don't know, what demon offering?"

"I knew that I supplied Xiao Kuang with magic, but that's all. I didn't do anything extra; I just traveled with Xiao Kuang all the way to Fuyuki."

"After landing in Japan, we even helped take down a serial killer. He had just broken into an innocent family's house, brutally murdered the parents, and was about to harm the child. Xiao Kuang was furious and tore him to pieces."

Jeanne d'Arc and Artoria, Rōjin and Irisviel, the two groups of masters and servants looked at each other in bewilderment.

They both saw a mixture of confusion and relief in each other's eyes.

They all thought that their master-servant relationship was wild enough.

I never expected that there would be so many outstanding individuals in this small Holy Grail War, each one more formidable than the last.

There's not much to say about that; after all, they're not close enough to delve into the physical relationship between each other.

So what should we talk about next...? Luo Zhen banged on several large plates of fried rice made from leftovers and overnight rice, along with a side of refreshing vegetable salad.

Irisviel's eyes immediately lit up: "This is the legendary Chinese dish, mixed fried rice! The glossy color, the distinct grains... Mr. Luo Zhen, you are amazing! Could you be a hidden master chef?"

Luo Zhen: "It's just a simple home-style stir-fry. It's my honor that the princess is willing to eat it. Lancer, there's also some for you."

Surprised that even a heroic spirit like himself could have food, he blinked in astonishment.

Unlike Joan of Arc, who had already begun to flaunt her beauty, Lancer stood behind Irisviel with a self-aware attitude, not even intending to sit down.

But that would be too formal, so Luo Zhen pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him:

"Eat up. Even if you don't eat meat and don't need to eat, eating is still a kind of enjoyment of being human, right? You don't think eating is an inefficient thing, do you?"

"...Thank you for your kindness, then I won't be polite."

Having removed his armor, Lancer smiled gently and sat down to accept Luo Zhen's kindness.

After taking a bite, although the mature and composed Queen Arthur didn't say anything, she picked up her spoon faster and faster.

Beside her, Irisviel, deeply moved by the delicious food, tried her best to maintain her elegance while spooning away without stopping. Her cheeks flushed with excitement, which was quite adorable.

Luo Zhen, who loved watching others eat his food, was very satisfied and watched for a while with his cheek pressed against his.

Then Luo Zhencai glanced at Canaan, who had already finished a whole bowl of food, and silently handed her the fried rice he had barely eaten:

"Let me confirm this for now. Those golems that attacked us at the port, were they something Canaan orchestrated?"

"Ugh~! (€€)`ω€€(€€)"

The girl was busy stuffing food into her mouth and only answered Luo Zhen by shaking her head.

That's true, Luo Zhen believes in her.

The golems that appeared at the port were even capable of exchanging blows with two heroic spirits.

Both in quantity and quality, they are something that no ordinary magician could create.

Moreover, this was under the surveillance of Touko and Azusa, who were monitoring half of Fuyuki City. It's hard to imagine that a magician could create so many golems under their noses and secretly send them to the port.

Therefore, there is only one thing Luo Zhen can think of: those golems were created by heroic spirits.

In this Fuyuki City, besides Saber (Jeanne d'Arc), Lancer (King Arthur), and Berserker (Kyornobu), there must be a fourth Heroic Spirit.

"This Holy Grail War is just too exciting. There are so many unexpected events, nothing seems normal."

As Luo Zhen muttered to himself, an annoyed Orange suddenly rushed out from the inner room:

"Hey! You little dark-skinned girl over there! What's wrong with your Servant? Why is she charging into Fuyuki City like a wild boar?! Didn't you tell her you were cooperating with us?!"

"...Hum?"