Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Hanabi: Okay, Artoria, you fatso.]

[Saber: ...If your accent is fine, then your manners are really problematic.]

[Sambo: Wow, so emotionally stable? It's rare to see a woman who doesn't get angry even after being called out for being "fat."]

[Star: Camelot... it seems he's not completely ignorant about this.]

[Gui Naifen: Oh? Is she also from Camelot? It's so rare to meet someone from the same hometown.]

[Saber: It actually exists?]

Within the light screen, Xing's eyes gleamed slightly.

Having common topics is a great way to strengthen relationships.

"We also have a Camelot here."

Saber was slightly surprised: "Oh? It seems there are always some subtle commonalities between different worlds. How is Camelot here?"

"Unfortunately, they've perished." Xing pondered for a moment, then immediately added, "There are still some survivors. I have a friend named Guinevere (Guinevere) who came from there, and she has an older brother named Lancelot (Lang Shile)."

"Huh???" Saber's expression changed drastically, and even the ahoge (cowlick) on her head trembled. "Guinevere's brother... Lancelot???"

She pursed her lips and asked with difficulty a question that seemed silly but was unavoidable: "Is he... a biological brother?"

[Star: There probably aren't any other kinds, right? After all, no one would call their cousin "older brother" in such a formal setting.]

[Fireworks: It can't be my lover, can it? That's too absurd.]

Saber: ...

[Gui Naifen: That's right, my brother is very good to me; he's my most important family member!]

[saber: Uh-huh! 】

Saber was utterly shocked. Her mind went blank for a full three seconds.

[Cú Chulainn: Ah~ I've studied the history of the neighboring island of Britain since then. Siblings… if things remain the same, it would be too sinful.]

[Rin Tohsaka: On the island of Britain, something like what happened in the Holy Roman Empire shouldn't happen, right?]

Furthermore, during the Holy Roman Empire, German medicine, particularly orthopedics, was probably only so-so.

"Sigh... Do lovers end up as siblings? Where did this scary story come from?"

[Gui Naifen: Huh? What's so sinful about it? My brother and I are law-abiding citizens, okay? The money I earn from breaking rocks on my chest is real, hard-earned money!]

[Bai Lu: This isn't hard-earned money. It's earned with no shortage of blood and sweat.]

[Saber: Do you sometimes break rocks on your chest?]

Who? You?

[Gui Naifen: Of course! That's one of my usual routines, and it's very popular.]

[Saber: Will you perform often?!]

Queen Guinevere's signature act—breaking a boulder on her chest?!

It would be more reasonable to say that this is Lancelot's specialty.

Saber's mind was completely in chaos.

This world is not just slightly different from my hometown, it's almost insane.

……

Saber, behind the screen, had no idea what shocks she would experience if she continued the conversation, but fortunately, she only scratched the surface.

"Forget it, it's better to put this issue aside for now... It seems that there are really big differences between different worlds."

In order to help this servant understand this dream world bathed in memory, Hoshida talked about interstellar travel and galactic geography.

Suddenly, a thunderous rumbling sound rang out... Clearly, the female warrior in front of them was starving.

Xing blinked: "Is it thundering?"

Saber: Hmm...

[Star: Don't be afraid, I've thought it through. It must be Mianmian's howl. She's a good dog; she'll only stab people, she won't bite.]

[Cú Chulainn: He only pierces people? I don't know if it's a matter of custom, but in my hometown dialect, "only" generally doesn't express progression, and biting isn't considered more serious than piercing.]

Saber: Uh...

Was this Master genuinely unable to distinguish between them, or was it intentional?

"Gurgle..."

A continuous gurgling sound came from the light screen.

[Star: That sound... seems to be coming from inside Saber's stomach?]

[Hanabi: Hey, Little Gray, your ear cold is finally better?]

[Saber: Sorry, it's because of magic...]

[Star: Throw it out! Mianmian has to go to work, she can't eat!]

[Sleep: Waaah~!]

Saber: ...

It's confirmed, this Master did it on purpose.

She's clearly very strong in combat, so why is her mental state even stranger than Merlin's?

……

In the light screen, Saber lowered her head slightly: "...I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed to have shown this so soon after we met."

"You may not be able to perceive it, but the amount of magic in this world you live in is negligible. And a completely unknown otherworldly hero like me cannot gain any extra power through fame or mystery... Therefore, in order to maintain my combat power... I can only rely on a massive intake of energy."

With a serious expression, she started from the underlying principles and explained in detail the rationale behind her stomach rumbling.

[Hanabi: I understand. It's all the Holy Grail's fault, absolutely not because you simply have a big appetite.]

"What I mean is..." Saber smoothly and gracefully steered the conversation to the most pressing matter: "Master, do you know of any restaurants around here that offer generous portions?"

Her magnificent face held a resolute expression, as if she were about to embark on a great battle.

Xing greatly admired her conviction in speaking such unserious things with a serious expression, and even felt a sense of kinship with her, having no intention of undermining her.

"Speaking of portion size, if you're not picky about taste..."

Saber smiled faintly and readily agreed: "It's alright, I'm not picky about taste anyway. Besides, hunger is the best seasoning."

Xing nodded, having already made up her mind: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat the local specialty, the [Sky Ring Wing Burger]! You definitely don't have this dish in your world~"

Meanwhile, the golden moment.

At the bar counter by the roadside, the company's executives and the patrolling rangers stood side by side.

Sand Gold looked at the figure before him with a troubled expression: "I've always been a gambler who walks the line between bad and good luck, but even for me, the result of this [draw] is somewhat..."

Potio said casually, "I actually quite like your Servant. A partner who is principled and respects boundaries is at least more trustworthy than you guys who are full of bad intentions."

Sand Gold frowned slightly, his tone subtle: "This is indeed an extraordinary Servant, but..."

"...Who are you in Pinocene's history again?"

It seems his cramming on history was completely in vain.

Archer crossed his arms, glancing at him arrogantly out of the corner of his eye, his attention mostly focused on the distance: "My dear Master, do I look like I have any connection to your strange world?"