Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Shirou thought for a moment, then continued, "After I defeated Siegfried, he passed on the title of 'Black' Swordsman to me... That's it."

Gold's face turned pale and then red: "As a condition... did that guy ask you to take good care of his Master?"

"Tsk...what a meddlesome guy!"

Shirou was speechless: No, no, no, that guy never said anything like that. What are you imagining?

Gold fell into a state of self-pity.

He gazed painfully at the high castle ceiling, seemingly reminiscing about the years he had fought alongside the great hero—

So you two have barely fought together more than a few times, right?

"Humph!"

Gold scoffed dismissively: "Since he's a man Siegfried approves of, I won't say anything more."

But please don't misunderstand, even if Siegfried agrees with you, I still..."

Fiore probably realized that this was going to go on forever, so she maneuvered her wheelchair to block Gold's way.

She said with a smile, "Yogdomirenia has prepared a sumptuous dinner for you all. There is still some time before dinner, so please proceed into the city first."

Shirou remained unmoved by the girl's invitation: "Sorry, we're not here for dinner."

Please state your concerns here..."

At that moment, a voice interrupted Shirou's speech with facts speaking louder than words.

That's the sound of the stomach moving, also known as a rumbling stomach.

Shirou looked at Mordred beside him with displeasure. The girl looked surprised and shook her head frantically to show her innocence.

“...It’s me.” Joan of Arc blushed and raised her hand.

Looking back now, Joan of Arc went straight to sleep without even having breakfast as soon as she returned to the inn this morning.

After waking up in the afternoon, she stopped Shirou and the others who were about to head to the "Black" camp, and had no time to replenish their hunger.

If she were a Servant with sufficient mana supply, there would be no need to worry, but she is currently possessing the body of a young girl.

"Feel sorry……"

Jeanne d'Arc glanced apologetically at Shirou.

I specifically told him on the way not to ruin our business, and now I'm definitely going to get yelled at...

To her surprise, Shirou was not angry at all. Instead, he muttered, "There's nothing we can do about it," and then followed the Yggdrasil magicians into the city.

"...?"

Ruler was very confused.

Why is Altoli being so gentle today?

Although he's usually a gentle man, he's been particularly harsh on me, but today he's acting completely out of character...

Joan of Arc felt her heart pounding: Could it be...?

No, no, no, Jeanne, what are you thinking? How could it be something like that!

Mutual affection—cough cough!

Artorius suddenly developing feelings for me... How could that be? Hahahaha...

Joan of Arc was still lost in thought, unaware of one thing:

Shirou's tenderness was not directed at her, but at Leticia, the girl she possessed.

"Thanks……"

She murmured softly as she watched the red-haired boy's retreating figure.

……

……

Shirou and his group were led to a luxurious waiting hall.

After obtaining permission, Shirou decided to take a stroll around the castle during the time before dinner.

"Dad~"

As soon as I stepped into the corridor, I heard footsteps behind me.

Shirou turned around, and a girl who was over 170cm tall rushed into his arms.

"The Berserker of 'Black'..."

The girl buried her head in Shirou's chest in a coquettish manner, rubbing against him back and forth.

"You came all this way to see me, didn't you?"

Stared at by the berserker with such pitiful eyes, Shirou could only nod insincerely.

"um, yes."

Hearing this, Frankenstein happily took his arm: "Great! Let me show you around, Dad!"

"I'm sorry, Berserker caused you trouble."

The magician who had greeted them at the door, Corles, spoke apologetically. It seemed he was the Berserker's Master, and apparently Fiore's younger brother.

"No, it's nothing." Shirou gave a helpless, wry smile.

Seeing Frankenstein's closeness to Shirou, Corles asked curiously:

"What did you do to Berserker? Oh, I don't mean you did anything bad to her... I'm just curious."

Although Corresponds is Frankenstein's Master, he is unable to communicate with her verbally.

After summoning Berserker, he spent a lot of time and energy researching and learning online, and finally figured out some patterns in how to get along with her.

To be honest, Corles was initially quite smug, but she never expected Shirou to gain her trust so easily—

This hit him hard.

Frankenstein's ability to speak was likely due to the need to communicate with him, which broke through the limitations of the Berserker class.

“You care about her a lot,” Shirou said.

"Hahaha..." Koles scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.

Shirou then explained the situation to him: he had accidentally fixed the Berserker's short circuit using magic.

"Such a thing actually happened...!"

Koles was taken aback: "Is Mr. Saber a very good magician?"

"I'm just good at repairing electrical appliances," Shirou said.

"My magic skills are terrible, and I'm not good at healing magic either. I'm only really good at things like 'unblocking blocked circuits.'"

Koles: "..."

"Fran isn't an appliance, Dad!"

"Yes Yes."

Shirou reached out and stroked the girl's head, and she immediately stopped protesting.

"What's wrong?"

Shirou noticed that Corles was deep in thought, rubbing his chin.

"No, it's nothing..."

Koles quickly shook his head and changed the subject, saying, "Mr. Saber, if you'd like, why don't you accompany Berserker for a stroll around the city... she'll definitely enjoy it."

It's not "accompanying," it's "leading the way."

Frankenstein puffed out his cute cheeks.

For the next hour, Shirou was dragged around the half-destroyed city of Mirenia by the "Black" Berserker.

In an abandoned hall, a large number of wounded people were found; they were the androids who had been seriously injured in the recent battles.

Shirou used his old method of repairing electrical appliances to heal some of the wounded.

As the androids were thanking him, a thin boy who looked to be only ten years old grabbed Shirou's clothes.

He recognized the kid; he was the android he had rescued using Avalon a few nights ago.

"Speaking of which, where's Rider?"

"Please save Rider!"

Following the directions given by the brat, Shirou found the room of Rider Master Sereneka.

He pushed open the door and saw the half-naked "Black" cavalryman lying on the bed.

His hands and feet were fixed to the four corners of the bed, and his whole body formed the shape of the Chinese character "大" (da).

"I said, isn't it time to end this already?"

—A woman was riding on Astolfo and licking his face.

"Hoo hoo hoo, no... Your skin is so beautiful, I could lick it all day and never get tired of it... Hmm? Who is that?"

Serenika and Astolfo heard the door open and turned around to look at Shirou.

"...Sorry to bother you, please enjoy your meal."

"Daddy~ What happened? I can't see anything!"

At the critical moment, Shirou covered Frankenstein's eyes and then quietly left the room.

"Wait...wait a minute! Saber, you're here! Why didn't you tell me?!"

Astolfo ripped off the leather straps binding him, pushed his Master aside, jumped off the bed, and Asashirou rushed over.

"Uh...put on your clothes first!" Shirou shouted. "Put your clothes on! Don't just carry me over!"

Astolfo used magic to change his clothes in a second, then lunged at Shirou—but was knocked away by Frankenstein's superhuman strength.

"Didn't Dad say not to come near?"

"What a stingy person!"

Astolfo rubbed his head and got up from the ground.

"Well then, I have something to attend to, so please excuse me."

He waved to his master, and the "Black" Riders chased after Shirou and Frankenstein out of the room.

"..."

Sereneka watched Rider depart with a look of hatred in her eyes.

Half an hour later, a homunculus found Shirou and told him to go to the banquet hall.

After bidding farewell to Frankenstein and Astolfo, Shirou joined Jeanne and Mordred at the banquet.

The banquet at the World Tree was a buffet.

In addition to the three people from before, Rider's Master Serenekae also appeared there this time, making a total of four people.

The numbers still don't match up...

Caster and his Master have never shown themselves... Do they not want us to know their strength?

Shirou didn't pay much attention and threw himself into the battle with the food.

Good evening, Mr. Saber.

Fiore was being pushed in her wheelchair by a handsome man, with her younger brother Corles following behind.

"Let me introduce you. This is my servant, Archer."

Shirou put the grilled meat in his mouth, nodded, and said:

"Are you Archer? I heard about you from the 'Red' Swordsman."

Chiron paused for a moment, then felt a gaze upon him.

He turned to look and saw Mordred walking towards him, wolfing down his food while glaring at him fiercely.