Who are you calling a stable boy?!

She was indeed a little hungry...

Rin took out her small wallet and opened it to take a look.

I probably have the money to buy a small cake, but if I add in this gluttonous person next to me...

"What? Worried about money?"

Zheng Jing leaned over and grinned at Lin.

"What are you thinking! Do you think I'd let you, a mere child, pay for this?"

Zheng reached into his pocket and pulled out a stack of bills.

Rin glared at him.

"Where did you get so much money?!"

“Your dad’s son is from Shun.”

"You—"

"Alright, alright! Let's go, let's go!"

Zheng Jing picked Rin up and laughed heartily. Just as he was about to run into the restaurant, his ears suddenly twitched.

"Oh?"

Zheng Jing paused, blinking.

"what happened?"

Noticing Zheng Jing's change in expression, Lin unconsciously became serious as well.

"Hehe, we'll have more company for lunch now!"

Carrying Xiao Xiao Lin on his back, Zheng Jing took another step.

Before long, following a melancholy guitar melody, Rin, sitting on Zheng Jing's shoulders, spotted a handsome man with a beauty mark surrounded by a crowd.

The handsome guy was holding a wooden guitar, playing it with his eyes downcast.

Just as Zheng Jing was about to enter the crowd, Lin saw the handsome man stop his fingers, raise his head, and look in her direction.

No, it should be said that it is moving towards—

"Big brother?"

"Xiao Di!"

"Big brother!"

"Xiao Di!"

-

"I never imagined that your Master, brother, would be..."

Diarmuid put down his teacup and smiled gently at the somewhat awkward Rin.

"Such a lovely young lady."

"I didn't expect to run into you at this time."

After swallowing a mouthful of curry rice, Zheng Jing licked his lips and looked at Diarmuid.

"Why are you suddenly getting into street art? Interested in guitar? Lemonhead, do you think he'd let you out like this?"

"Big brother..."

Hearing Zheng Jing address Kenneth as such, Diarmuid called out to him helplessly.

"Okay, okay, Kenneth, Kenneth, will Kenneth allow you to come out like this during the day?"

"...My lord needs some private time."

Dirumdo lowered his eyes.

"Besides, there's no need to be so wary in the Holy Grail War these days. Even that Archer's Master has already been persuaded by you guys, hasn't he?"

Zheng Jing looked at him and put down his chopsticks as well.

"Hey Xiaodi, you...you don't think your mole is working its magic again, do you?"

Diarmuid's body trembled slightly.

"Kenneth's fiancée, I think her name was Sora? I really don't remember her full name."

Zheng Jing scratched his cheek.

"Xiao Di, have you tried talking to them properly?"

"Big brother, I..."

Dirumdo hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Finally, he looked down at his reflection in the murky coffee.

Diarmuid shook his head.

"I...I really don't know where to begin..."

"Then I, Old Zheng, will speak!"

Upon hearing this, Diarmuid and Rin were both taken aback.

Meeting their gazes, Zheng Jing straightened his back, patted his chest, and gave them a thumbs up.

"With all the experience I've gained from watching 'Love Defense War' with the aunties on the streets for so many years, when I get to Kenneth and Sora, I only need to say a few words to make them bow down and admit their mistakes!"

Chapter 116: I, Old Zheng, am good at resolving disputes

Kenneth is in a very good mood right now.

Although he had encountered many unpleasant things since arriving in this Far East, Sora was willing to have lunch with him today.

Considering the current state of the Holy Grail War, he once again considered his plan to use this island nation as a starting point for a pre-wedding trip with Sora.

He had been thinking about this before he came to Fuyuki.

At that time, his idea was to easily win the Holy Grail War, demonstrate his power and elegance as a monarch to Sora, and then invite his fiancée on a pre-wedding trip.

At that time, deeply attracted by his excellence, how could Sora refuse such an invitation?

...Victory in the Holy Grail War is out of the question right now, but we can still go on this pre-wedding trip.

Moreover, once the Holy Grail War ends, that guy will disappear, and Sora will be able to break free from his vile curse and regain his freedom...

Thinking this, Kenneth's smile faded, his brows furrowed slightly, and he stood in front of the door, taking out his room key.

He planned to take the opportunity to invite Sora to tour the city together, and now he was going back to his room to get a small gift for Sora.

In Kenneth's eyes, Fuyuki, or rather, the country, was like a remote rural area.

However, after being accustomed to high-class luxury, occasionally stepping into the pastoral scenery can help to change one's mood.

"drop."

With a soft click from the electronic lock, Kenneth turned the doorknob and pushed the door open into the room.

"Hey, Lemon, you just got here? We've been waiting for you for ages."

Kenneth had just stepped into the room when he saw Zheng Jing sitting on the sofa, waving at him with a grin.

Kenneth instinctively took a step back.

The moment he moved, Zheng Jing swayed and pulled him back into the room as if he were a child.

"You—Berserker! What do you think you're doing? It's daytime! And you—Lancer?!"

Only after Zheng Jing pulled him back did Kenneth notice that there were two other figures in the room besides Zheng Jing.

They were Diarmuid, who was walking towards Zheng Jing in a somewhat flustered manner, and a little girl whom Kenneth had never seen before.

"Brother! Let go!"

"What's the panic? I didn't hurt him."

Kenneth caught his breath and grabbed Diarmuid's collar as Diarmuid caught up with him.

"You, you—Lancer, what on earth is going on?!"

"..."

Dirum opened his mouth, but didn't know where to begin.

Could it be that my older brother is here to resolve the relationship problems between the three of us?

It sounds more like a kind-hearted auntie working in the community has arrived than a hero who has traveled through time in response to the Holy Grail.

Seeing that Diarmuid remained silent, his face showing remorse and helplessness, Kenneth wondered what he was thinking. He pressed his chest and gasped for breath twice before pushing Diarmuid away.

Logically, he shouldn't have been able to push Diarmuid, but at this moment, Diarmuid could only let Kenneth push him away.

Staggering two steps to regain his footing, Kenneth stared at Zheng Jing, taking two deep breaths to calm his expression.

"......bring it on."

He said in a deep voice, "I, Lord El-Melloi, accept this duel."

Dirumdo was taken aback by what he heard.

Zheng Jing scratched his cheek.

"A duel? You? With whom?"

He looked at Kenneth, then at Dirumdo.

"With Xiaodi? So direct?"

"Big brother!"

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Hey, I'm telling you, Kenneth, I'm not here to cause you any trouble. Relax, okay?"

Kenneth gritted his teeth.

He had already bought most of the hotel floor to set up his magic workshop.

The barrier has 24 layers, 3 magic furnaces, dozens of evil spirits, numerous traps, and even part of the corridor has been altered to another dimension...

While it may not be as impressive as some of his most celebrated creations, it is certainly a magic workshop that can be considered perfect.

—However, this very magic workshop was silently breached by the Servant before them.

Even if Lancer was an inside man, the other party should never have appeared in Kenneth's room, the heart of the entire workshop, without him noticing.

For magicians, this behavior is, in fact, a complete and undeclared war.

"...If you're not here to duel me, what do you mean by this?"

"Hey! Look at what you're saying. I, Old Zheng, have never been one for fighting. That's good, hehe, let's settle this!"

"Jie Dou? You?"

Kenneth frowned.

After calming down a bit, he realized that Zheng Jing really didn't intend to make a move, at least not now.

Now that things have come to this, no matter how arrogant he is, he knows he has no chance of winning if a fight breaks out.

At this distance, if Zheng Jing truly intended to kill him, even if he wanted to use his remaining two Command Seals to force Lancer to fight Zheng Jing, he would hardly have the chance to ask.

So instead of arguing, it's better to listen to Zheng Jing's words first and then look for a turning point.

Right now, his only consolation is that Sora isn't in the hotel.

"What? Didn't I, Old Zheng, resolve this Holy Grail War?"

When Zheng Jing countered with his question, Kenneth couldn't find a rebuttal.

The Holy Grail War has indeed turned out this way for 90% of the reason why this man is jumping around in Fuyuki.

"...Alright, but what brings you here to resolve this dispute?"

Meeting Kenneth's puzzled gaze, Zheng Jing stretched out his four arms.

"First and foremost! Never act impulsively!"

"Secondly! Never let any wrongdoing go unpunished!"