This second dimension is too immortal

A spear materialized in his hand, and Achilles dodged and shot down the sword-shaped "raindrops" falling towards him. Atalanta beside him drew her longbow and shot out sharp arrows to block the rain of swords of light.

"What's going on? Is this an enemy attack? Have we been discovered?" Achilles asked Atalanta during the retreat.

"Ah, it should be Archer from the black side. Tsk, he seems to be a rather tricky guy." Atalanta responded.

"That's right. This situation is indeed a bit tricky. I think we should have used the Noble Phantasm. That's really decisive." Achilles said.

In his opinion, in this situation, there was no doubt that the enemy servants had used their Noble Phantasms on them. The swords of light hanging from the sky, each with a power almost as great as that of a D-rank Noble Phantasm, coupled with their terrifying number, would surely be a powerful weapon in a group battle.

"Hmm? Wait a minute, it seems that the other party is not targeting us." Suddenly, Atalanta found something wrong.

The falling light rain did not expand its coverage as they moved. On the contrary, it seemed to be shrinking continuously from a certain center point.

"...So it's actually just to deal with that big guy? We just accidentally entered the opponent's attack range before?" Looking at the direction where the rain of swords was shrinking, Achilles reacted quickly.

It seems that the enemy is not targeting them, but the Berserker on their side?

"As for the other side's Archer, it is indeed coming for the Berserker, but it seems that the other side is not just sending out Archer." Atalanta said, turning her eyes to the side.

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Achilles also looked in the direction Atalanta was looking.

In front of the two of them, Siegfried, the great hero in "The Song of the Nibelungs", and Frankenstein, the monster of science, appeared there at some point and were watching them quietly.

"To be honest, no matter how you look at it, Saber is obviously the class that suits me best. Why was I assigned to the Archer position?"

Above the Mirenia Castle, Zhao Si looked at the rain of swords falling in the distance and said in some confusion.

Unlike his original body in the heroic spirit state, if Zhao Si's original body transforms into the heroic spirit state, then he will not be restricted by his class and can freely display what he has learned in his life.

At this time, he descended in the form of a split spirit, and after being given a class, he could only use the abilities and treasures corresponding to his class.

Generally speaking, according to Zhao Si's usual means of fighting the enemy, there is no doubt that Zhao Si in the Heroic Spirit state, in the Saber or Caster class state, will be much stronger than in other class states.

Unfortunately, in this Holy Grail War, due to special needs, the Caster class was summoned in advance by the Yogdomileniya family, and the Saber class did not fall on Zhao Si, and in the end he could only descend as an Archer.

Of course, Zhao Si was partly responsible for this. Although he usually used swords and Taoist magic, he had also dabbled in learning bows, guns, knives, and even some unpopular weapons like hammers and halberds when he had nothing to do.

Therefore, as a heroic spirit, Zhao Si can basically adapt to all classes, just like a panacea, filling in the gaps.

If Zhao Si didn't focus on studying these messy things and only focused on swordsmanship and Taoism, then perhaps when the caster class was occupied, he would have a 100% chance of appearing as a saber.

Of course, as a special existence, although some of his abilities and treasures are restricted by his class, as compensation, Zhao Si’s six-dimensional attributes have not been reduced.

It can be said that if the strength of a Heroic Spirit is determined solely by the six-dimensional attributes, then Zhao Si's six-dimensional attributes are basically A-level. Even as a caster, he can probably beat Saber, who is known as the strongest class.

Unfortunately, the six-dimensional attributes can only determine the lower limit of a heroic spirit's strength. What really determines the upper limit are those miracle-like treasures.

As for Zhao Si, what he lacks most now is a treasure that allows him to use as an Archer.

Perhaps in a normal confrontation, Zhao Si could easily suppress other heroic spirits, but when it came to the moment of deciding the outcome, the lack of a Noble Phantasm would become Zhao Si's biggest weakness.

"Looks like I need to find a way to get rid of the entire Noble Phantasm, tsk..."

While thinking, speaking of treasures, Zhao Si couldn't help but think of a cocky guy who liked to stand on a street lamp.

Well, if it really doesn't work, I might as well go and "borrow" one from Gilgamesh. He doesn't need this thing anyway, right?

With this thought in mind, the rain of swords in the distance gradually came to an end. Seeing this, Zhao Si also fell from mid-air and returned to the Mirenia Castle.

At this time, except for Zhao Si, all other heroic spirits have also been dispatched, either to confirm the status of the red side's berserker, or to greet other "guests".

In short, he had done what Fiore expected him to do, so the rest was none of his business.

Instead of fighting and killing, Zhao Si now wants to do something more meaningful, such as...

"what?"

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Si suddenly stopped looking for Fiore, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"This guy, everyone else has left, why is he still here? Is he slacking off?"

Within Zhao Si's sight, Astolfo, who should have left with them, was still staying in the castle for some reason, and behind him was a thin boy who was being pulled by him to run.

Because he was not very concerned about the Holy Grail War, Zhao Si rarely communicated with anyone other than Fiore, and he was not interested in what happened in the castle. Therefore, he did not recognize the identity of the young man who was being pulled by Astolfo.

Judging from the two of them, it seems that they are planning to leave the castle while no one is there?

"...Interesting. I'd like to see what you're up to."

With an interested smile on his face, Zhao Si's figure turned into golden light and disappeared. He quietly followed Astolfo in the form of a spirit and left the castle.

This is the third time I've asked for leave this month. I've been really busy in July and I'm very sorry.

Chapter 554: The boy who is an artificial being.

"Here, take this for self-defense."

Before leaving the castle gate, Astolfo handed a sword to the young man he was holding.

"Come on, let's go, let's get out of here."

The boy looked at Astolfo, whose face was always filled with smile. He wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, the other party took his hand again and prepared to take him out of the castle.

At this moment, a strange figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the boy's eye.

"Where are you taking him? Rider."

The man's voice rang in his ears, and the boy was very keen to notice that when the man appeared, the smiling rider's grip on his hand suddenly increased in an instant, and he stopped completely.

It seemed that for Rider, a Heroic Spirit, the strange man had a power that made him nervous.

"Ah, hahaha, yo, isn't this Archer? Why, aren't you going to deal with the red team's berserker?" Looking at Zhao Si in front of him, Astolfo said with a laugh, while blocking the boy's thin body behind him.

Astolfo did not dare to be careless at all about Zhao Si, who was shrouded in fog, until he found out the purpose of Zhao Si's visit.

It would be fine if he was alone, but the problem is that he still needs to consider the boy behind him. If a fight really breaks out, he cannot ensure the boy's safety.

"Yeah, haven't we already dealt with that guy? As for what happens afterwards, it's none of my business." Zhao Si said, looking at the young man who was protected by Astolfo behind him, with an interested expression on his face.

"I was originally planning to go back to find Fiore, but I happened to see you pulling this kid along, and it looked like you were planning to leave the castle."

"I remember your Master seemed to say that the woman with glasses, Rider, left her Master alone and cared about others. Is that really okay?"

They've already taken out the Red Team's berserker! Is this true? This is too fast!

Hearing this, Astolfo couldn't help but smack his lips in amazement. You know, Vlad III and the others had just set off when he went to find the young man behind him to take him away. The time spent in between must not have been more than three minutes. In these three minutes, Archer had already subdued the red side's berserker?

This is not good, this is not good. If a guy like this tries to stop me...the situation is really bad!

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, Astolfo saw Zhao Si slowly walking towards him.

"!?"

With a frown, Astolfo could no longer maintain the optimistic smile on his face. A golden light flashed in his hand, and a white spear appeared in his hand.

""

Is it an enemy?

Seeing Rider, who had always been very caring towards him, being wary of the strange man, the boy looked at the man who was slowly approaching them.

However, it was different from what Astolfo saw. Perhaps because he cared too much about him, Astolfo subconsciously overlooked something.

The boy looked at the man, not knowing why, perhaps out of intuition? He felt that the other party would not attack them.

"Hehe, are you ready to fight with me? Rider, you have to think carefully, we are in the same black camp." Looking at Astolfo's actions, Zhao Si chuckled.

"Ah, I don't want to do this if I can, but there's no other way. I have to complete what I promised. I promised this child to save him." Astolfo said.

Unwaveringly carrying out the promises he made is the quality that a knight should possess. Obviously, Astolfo is worthy of the title of knight.

"A promise? I see. You always seem to be laughing and joking with everyone you meet, but I didn't expect that you also have your own principles to abide by." Hearing this, Zhao Si stopped and nodded in agreement.

"What do you mean by 'laughing'? That's so rude. I'm just being optimistic. Do you understand?" Although he was very happy to hear others' recognition of him, Astolfo still protested against Zhao Si's previous description of his impression.

"Whether it's optimism or laughter, it's not important now. What's important is about this child..." Shaking his head, Zhao Si looked at the young man behind Astolfo.

"Although there is a high probability that I cannot beat you, but if you want to attack him, Archer, I am not afraid of a fight!" Astolfo said, blocking Zhao Si's sight by turning sideways.

"....Idiot, which eye of yours saw that I was going to take action?" Zhao Si said unhappily as he looked at Astolfo who still didn't see through his attitude.

"Eh? So you don't plan to take action?" Upon hearing this, Astolfo's expression froze for a moment, and he said in a daze.

"Um, rider, this gentleman... Archer, he doesn't seem to have any ill will towards me..." At this moment, the young man behind Astolfo also spoke.

"Huh? You knew that a long time ago?" Astolfo said to the young man with his eyes wide open.

Am I the only one who didn't see the situation clearly?

While he was thinking, he saw Zhao Si coming in front of the two of them. Astolfo was relieved when he saw that he really had no signs of taking action.

"Huh, you should have said it earlier. You gave me a scare." Astolfo, who was quite familiar with people, patted Zhao Si's shoulder with some dissatisfaction.

Zhao Si didn't care about his behavior. Given his personality, he would generally be quite easy-going unless it was someone he disliked.

Ignoring Astolfo, Zhao Si looked at the young man in front of him. From the first moment he saw him, Zhao Si felt a very familiar feeling from him.

"Sure enough, you... are an artificial human, right?" Zhao Si said after looking at him for a while.

There was no doubt about it. Zhao Si's perception swept over the young man, and the feeling he gave him was almost the same as the feeling Irisviel had before he treated her.

It was precisely because of this that Zhao Si followed to find out what was going on. In fact, he was not interested in what Astolfo was doing. He was just curious about this artificial boy.

"Ah, yes, yes sir..." the boy said a little stiffly, then he lowered his head again.

Artificial human?

"Haha, don't be nervous. There's nothing wrong with androids. To be honest, my wife is actually an android." Zhao Si said with a smile.

"Eh?" Upon hearing this, the young man and even Astolfo looked at Zhao Si in surprise.

"Don't look at me in surprise. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't even look at you. I would go back to sleep directly, and then the next day, I would probably hear the news that you, Rider, were caught and that this boy was killed." Zhao Si spread his hands and said.

After saying that, he looked at Astolfo who was standing beside him and said, "Rider, you are so brave. You just walked away with your men in such a swagger. At least you could pretend to stay out of sight."

"call out--"

"Oh!"

As he spoke, a flash of light appeared, and a surveillance puppet hidden above the city gate was shot to pieces by Zhao Si's sword energy.

Looking at Astolfo and the android boy who were looking at him in surprise, Zhao Si chuckled and said, "I have nothing else to do, so let me follow you for a while."

Zhao Si thought that for the sake of Ellie, he would lend a hand to the android boy who had awakened his self-awareness, just to find something to do in this boring Holy Grail War.

Chapter 575 Junior Sister

Gensokyo, nightfall

"Dad, dad..."

A gentle voice sounded in his ears, pulling Zhao Si's thoughts back from his memories.

"Uh, sorry, Yui, Dad just thought of something..."

Looking at Yui lying on the bed in front of him with only her little head exposed and her hands grasping the edge of the quilt, Zhao Si said apologetically.

"It's okay, Dad. You must be thinking of something important. Yui understands. You don't have to apologize." Hearing this, Yui shook her head and said.

Perhaps because of her previous experience as an emotion management AI, Yui has a very well-behaved and sensible personality, and is very caring.

If it were Illya, she would definitely not give such an answer. Although the little girl is sometimes very well-behaved, she is more lively and naughty than Yui after all.

"It's not a big deal. It's just that because of the stories I told you just now, Dad thought of someone." Zhao Si said, touching Yui's hair.

He has been busy studying the Moon World recently, which reminded him of many things he had forgotten before.

Just now, when Zhao Si was telling Yui about his past experiences as a bedtime story, he recalled an old friend whom he had accidentally met in the Moon World when he was talking about a certain part.

That was a fellow disciple Zhao Si had only met a few times when he was still in Maple Leaf Sect. According to the order of membership, the other party should call Zhao Si "senior brother", and he should call the other party "junior sister".

They had met several times, although they were not very familiar with each other, but under the circumstances at that time, meeting an old friend in a foreign land and a fellow disciple in a different world was a happy thing. They chatted for a long time when they first met, and had several more contacts in the following time. As time went by, the relationship between the two became familiar.

As the Holy Grail War began, Zhao Si bid farewell to his junior sister and headed for Fuyuki.

After this separation, various events, big and small, happened, which made Zhao Si only now remember that he had such a junior sister in the Type-Moon world.

"I don't know how my junior sister is doing now. Has her condition improved?" Zhao Si thought to himself.

This is a very ordinary-looking courtyard, neither big nor small. The structure is similar to that of an ordinary courtyard house, divided into two parts, inside and outside.

In the yard, the bluestone bricks on the ground were covered with green moss, and the surrounding houses looked very old, with traces of time everywhere.

Everything was silent, and this place seemed like an abandoned place in the world. There was only the sound of a faint breathing that echoed throughout the space all day long.

Under the steps in the yard, there is a wooden chair and a girl sitting on it, her body slightly sideways leaning on the back, her chest rising and falling with her light breathing.

She seemed to have stayed in this place for a long time and slept for a long time. There were a few specks of dust on her originally white dress. She did not move at all, as if she had completely merged into this silent space, and together with this courtyard, she formed a picture scroll that was out of this world.