Type-Moon: Root Seiko

Miss Yuzhu, sipping her fourth cup of black tea of ​​the day in the living room, squinted at Jeanne with displeasure.

But the golden-haired saintess was clearly unaware of the black-haired witch's resentful gaze; what a terrifying lack of magical power and sensitivity!

Hierle was overjoyed: "I love it! I love it! I love it the most!"

"Curry is the most perfect food in the world, the ultimate in cooking! ...But how would Mr. Luo Zhen know? I don't have the smell of curry from lunch on me, do I?"

"That's a trade secret. Consider it my apology for asking such an offensive question earlier, and also a thank you to Sister Hier for being willing to answer me."

Oh... Hiel blinked rapidly, genuinely surprised by Luo Zhen's friendliness.

For a moment, even her business smile faded a little, somewhat shocked by Luo Zhen's calm and professional attitude in preparing the ingredients.

Rin, who was passing by, peeked out from beside Hiel and said to Rozen:

"Luo Zhen, that's your problem. Hmph!"

"...What's the problem?"

Rin seems to be going through a rebellious phase; she stopped calling him "brother" a while ago, which made Rozen a little lonely.

And she's probably a bit more mature than her younger sister, because Rin often says things that are hard to understand.

There's nothing I can do then; Luo Zhen can only ask Sakura for advice later.

The well-behaved Sakura would patiently chat with him, help him decipher Rin's riddles, and hold his hand, calling him "brother" over and over again.

It's like a spiritual oasis that nourishes one's spirit; it's truly lovely.

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After the savory aroma of curry filled the entire mansion, the Luo family's meal was served.

Luo Zhen, Orange, Yuzhu, Jeanne d'Arc.

Rin, Sakura.

Canaan, Little Madman.

And today's guest, Hierre.

If Irisviel and King Arthur were willing to come over for dinner, they could form a football team.

Hier, who had been smiling politely the whole time, now looked genuinely happy, as she shoveled spoonful after spoonful of the super spicy curry rice into her mouth with astonishing force.

And coincidentally, Orange is also a big eater who gets banned from buffets.

Joan of Arc was a bottomless pit of a wild boar, and Canaan would stuff anything into its mouth.

In the end, apart from the three girls sitting at the children's table, only Luo Zhen and Xiao Kuang can be considered normal people... How terrifying, the Engel coefficient of this family.

"So, as expected, the biggest problem is the identity of the Golem Group."

Halfway through the second bowl of curry rice, Hiel, acting as the supervisor, took charge of tidying up the situation.

"The only classes whose identities are currently unknown are Archer, Caster, and Assassin."

"The one who can create and control so many golems and carry out attacks all over Fuyuki City is most likely Caster after all."

"Yes, most likely."

Luo Zhen didn't completely rule it out, and stirred the curry rice with a spoon.

"All the golems traveled from the seabed to Fuyuki City. Currently, we can detect that their base is at sea, and the Master is most likely Kenneth, the lord of the Clock Tower Minerals Department."

"But finding a cruise ship hidden by a barrier at sea is like finding a needle in a haystack."

"Considering Caster's 'Territory Creation' class ability, coupled with the financial and material support from the Mineral Resources Lord, it's not impossible for them to launch an attack even in the middle of the Pacific Ocean."

Hmm, Hiel nodded in agreement.

She handed over the empty plate, openly entrusting Luo Zhen to serve the third bowl.

Orange, Jeanne, and Canaan followed suit, making Luo Zhen realize that he would probably have to wait until they finished eating before he could eat his own.

If Caster had simply created golems and then used them to attack other participants, that would have been a perfectly normal tactic.

But now those golems are too rampant. If it weren't for Touka and Aya's control over Fuyuki City, those golems would have already taken to the streets and caused harm.

This is intolerable to the overseers; it is a large-scale attack that blatantly violates the rules of magic concealment.

“I will try to contact the Clock Tower and have the relevant people contact Monarch Kenneth.”

Hier said as he ate:

"Then tomorrow night, I will convene all Masters at the church. Everyone is free to come, and if you want to keep your identity secret, you can send your familiar."

“If Sovereign Kenneth were here, I would persuade him to stop this massive attack.”

“If he refuses to communicate and continues in this manner, I will invoke my supervisory privileges.”

Chapter 70 The Saintess's Romance

After eating two kilograms of white rice at Luo Zhen's house in Xier, along with curry.

Finally satisfied, she rubbed her belly, which Luo Zhen had gotten pregnant with (or rather, got pregnant for free?), and walked home.

Luo Zhen suggested to her that now that she was in charge, the golem users who were attacking everywhere in Fuyuki City might target her, so she could spend the night at his house.

But Hiel just laughed and waved his hand: "It's okay. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually quite good at fighting."

"If they really dare to attack me, their supervisor, I can issue a formal ruling based on both reason and emotion."

Thus, the curry nun said goodbye to Luo Zhen's family and walked back to the church while taking a walk to digest her food.

As Joan of Arc watched Hierre's figure disappear into the distance, she felt utterly content.

"That's wonderful. Knowing that in this day and age there are still devout, kind, and reliable nuns like Siel makes me content... Master? Where are you going with that food bucket?"

"Deliver meals to the Einzbern family."

Luo Zhenchao is extremely busy.

To prevent his family's rice from being eaten up by Hier, Luo Zhen deliberately hid a bucket of rice along the way—the kind of large bucket used in school cafeterias.

Then he took all the remaining curry, loaded it into the car, and prepared to leave.

Jeanne d'Arc smiled broadly: "Master, you really go to the Einzbern castle every day... Just to be safe, shall I go with you?"

"No need. I'm safe enough on my own. You stay and protect Xiaolin and the others."

Luo Zhen is incredibly carefree; this is what they mean by "like master, like follower."

A sense of frustration flashed through Joan of Arc's mind.

"Master... why do you keep going there?"

"I understand the need to maintain the alliance with Miss Alice."

"But Sister Hield also said that the Master Conference will be held tomorrow, right?"

"If the proposal to unite against the Golem Master passes, then after this matter is over, we'll be at odds with Miss Alice again. I feel that getting too close to each other will only make things worse..."

"Oh. So Jeanne, you think that if I get too close to Alice, I'll become too reluctant to fight her?"

Luo Zhen gripped the steering wheel, intently watching Joan of Arc beside him.

Before Joan of Arc could even think of a reply, he gave her a thumbs up:

"That's great. It shows that even if we think about it from the opposite perspective, Irisviel might not be able to bear it, right?"

"Then I must convince her that I won't abuse the Winter Saintess's magic circuits, and then we'll have no disagreements. So I need to accumulate trust points daily. I'm going now!"

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The Holy Maiden was speechless with astonishment, and could only watch as Luo Zhen's taillights quickly disappeared into the distance.

The wind is blowing bleakly.

Her fragments.

What's wrong with this Master? Is this even considered a harem guy who can date multiple girlfriends...? He's so dense!

Orange: "Give up, that's just the kind of person he is."

"Wow?!"

Joan of Arc, overwhelmed with mixed feelings, was nearly scared to death when Orange, who had been eavesdropping nearby, spoke to her.

It's unclear whether the puppeteer's ability to conceal his presence was enough to rival that of an assassin, or whether Joan of Arc was simply too lost in thought to notice.

Orange seemed to have come out to have a smoke, hiding from the children, and leaned against the wall, naturally displaying the air of a lazy older sister.

That face, that chest.

That waist, those legs!

To be honest, Joan of Arc envied the ripeness of the oranges.

For some inexplicable reason, the saintess initiated a conversation:

"Miss Orange, why did you fall in love with Luo Zhen? And why did you participate in the Holy Grail War with him and risk your life?"

"Isn't the answer right in the riddle itself? Because I love him."

Orange, who is only arrogant in front of Luo Zhen, teases the saintess who died at the age of 19, and deliberately makes her blush.