After some explanation and explanation, Lancelot finally understood the status quo. He came ten years later, ten years later, and had to fight another Holy Grail Battle.

Lancelot felt very pitiful, on the one hand, for himself, and on the other hand, for other emperors and servants who participated in the Battle of the Holy Grail.

"Xiaolan, don't panic, I'm here for everything." Seeing Lancelot's expression on his face, Duke said that he was very familiar with the trivial matters of traveling through this stage. He was a big Duke on the road of traveling through time and traveling through time every day. He had never seen any scene before, and his dead parents could circle the earth twice.

It is because of you that I panic!

Lancelot thought silently in his heart, nodded without saying anything, and wanted to be quiet!

"Xiaolan, I'm in a bad mood? Don't do this. We have won a Holy Grail Battle and are about to win another second time. You should be happy."

"Master, I feel the same as your sword now!"

Duke blurted out: "The pleasure of fire?"

"One other!"

"Xiaolan, you have changed. You were not like this before." Duke beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighing at the withering of the noble Knight Flower. Where did that honest man go?

"People always grow..." Lancelot said more and more melancholy. He didn't want such growth, he would rather live in his dreams all the time.

Suddenly, Lancelot seemed to have thought of something and turned around and looked at Duke: "Master, I have one thing to confirm with you. It is very important. Please be sure to look me in the eyes and answer."

"What's the thing?" Duke was confused and said first, don't love it!

Lancelot stared at Duke without moving his eyes: "Please tell me who is the rank of Saber in this Holy Grail Battle?"

Xiaolan, you have really changed. You are not as honest as before, but... just these two next time you still want to fight with me?

Duke's face remained unchanged, and he stared back with his eyes widened: "Do you want to ask if Saber this time is still King Arthur?"

"Please don't get angry. Lancelot is not asking you, but... I always have an ominous premonition. The last time I had this premonition, you told me that Saber's real name was Joan of Arc."

Duke's face suddenly became strange, and he looked at Lancelot up and down, thinking that your intuition was too accurate. Could it be that you are the damao sensor in the Knights of the Round Table, specifically responsible for finding the damao king who was lost due to going out for food?

"Master, is it true..." Lancelot's voice trembled a little when he saw Duke not answering.

"Xiaolan, you're thinking too much!"

Duke shook his head gently and said in an extremely firm tone: "I can guarantee that there is absolutely no king among the servants now!"

It's true that there is no, Daimao will not be summoned by a local dog until tomorrow night!

Lancelot was skeptical, Duke's expression didn't look fake, but why was he even more panicked?

"Master, I still think it's better to confirm it again..."

"Okay, OK, I understand your mood, but sometimes you shouldn't think too much about it as a human being." Duke hooked Lancelot's shoulder and comforted him like a good friend: "You don't think about it either. Arthur, who had just participated in the fourth Holy Grail Battle, came to participate in the fifth ten years later. What is the chance of this? None in ten thousand. She is the Knight King, not the King of All Submissors!"

Lancelot nodded. It seemed that this was true. Arthur was summoned as a servant twice in a row, and he encountered them all. How could such a coincidence be true!

"It seems that I'm overthinking!"

Duke patted Lancelot's shoulder and showed a fatherly smile: "Yes, that's it."

After losing all worries, Lancelot immediately entered the loyal Knight mode: "Master, do you have any combat plans for this Holy Grail Battle?"

"Yes, push it all the way and we won."

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"Don't show this speechless expression! Whether it is tactics or strategy, the starting point is to use our own advantages to dominate the situation. Our advantages are very obvious, that is, no one can beat us, that's it, just push it over."

Lancelot had to nod and agree when he heard this. The commander of the 100,000 army vs. the 100,000 army, and the 100,000 army would not consider a trick. The tactic was to go head-on. Choose a plain to launch a charge, and take away the victory with one wave of flow.

"Then tonight..."

"We go and chop people. My apprentice is not doing very well in this world!"

"Sakura?"

...

Matsuki family!

Shin Maki, holding the "Book of the Fake Minister", was extremely proud. In just one night, his life was reversed. He gained the servant, obtained the qualification to participate in the Battle of the Holy Grail, and could use some magic to become the strong man he had always dreamed of!

Shinji Maki, who had just entered the magic world, didn't know that his changes were not as big as he imagined, and he just changed from cannon fodder to a mixed fish. Considering that he was an ordinary person before, he knew nothing about power, it was understandable.

The Matsuki family is rich in tragedy, and Shinji Matsuki is no exception. He was born in a famous magic family, but he has no magical talent. For the family, he is an optional manure-making machine, so his long-term inferiority has developed his distorted personality.

Only by constantly bullying the genius can his vanity be satisfied. The typical clown is both hateful and pathetic.

Shinji Maki didn't realize how much he was. As soon as he got rid of the weak, he became arrogant. He was about to fire a cannon on Maki Sakura to celebrate, but looking at the rider standing between him and Maki Sakura, he tactfully wiped out this idea.

"rider, protect me from now on, I am your master!" After squirting the head of the keel on the forehead, Shinji Maki left very flirtatiously.

"clear!"

In the center of the room, there was a tall beautiful figure, with long purple hair above the knees, snake-shaped patterns on the forehead, and half of the delicate facial features were covered by eye masks. The black dress with extremely high color and spirit set off its wonderful figure at a glance, which was an impeccable and perfect body.

It was not until Shinji Maki disappeared that rider turned around and looked at the girl behind him. Seeing that the other party was not talking, she took the initiative to speak: "Sakura, why should he give the power of the Lord to him?"

Rider is a very loyal follower and never rejects orders to master. Even if she has her own ideas, she will cut off her personal relationships and give priority to obeying orders.

So when Kiriyoshi handed over the order spell and power of the command, she also chose to obey because this was the master's order.

The unlucky Shinji Maki thought he had obtained a loyal follower, but in fact, rider was willing to listen to him, and it had nothing to do with him.

"It doesn't matter... I don't want to fight very much..." Sakura Maki sat at the desk, looking up at the bright moon above her head, her mood was not at all turbulent, or she was numb.

The girl under the moonlight had a healing smile. If her eyes were not so empty, it would be even more perfect!

After living in the Maki family for ten years, her torture like a nightmare made her cautious and inferior. Even if she is gentle and kind, she never complains or hates anyone, but her weakness is extremely fatal. She goes with the flow, has no proposition, never resists the fate of injustice and is extremely patient... To put it bluntly, this rbq has been trained very successfully and will not escape even if it is free.

Rider remained silent. Matsuki Sakura was her recognized master. Although she didn't think that the current life would be of any benefit to Matsuki Sakura, since the other party didn't want to change anything, she would also intervene.

boom!!!

With a sudden loud noise, the castle-style mansion of the Matsuki family trembled. The magic barrier outside the gate was triggered, without gunpowder or flames, and only the coolness gradually spread in the air.

The breath of followers!

"Sakura, protect yourself, an enemy is coming!" Rider took out his dagger-like weapon, turned over and jumped out of the window, and his figures faded away.

Sakura stood up nervously, looked at the direction where rider disappeared, and prayed silently: "rider, you must protect yourself too."

...

At the gate of the Kazuki family, the raging cold air sprinkled countless silver frost. Under the moonlight, the forest turned into ice sculptures, and the green green turned into white, as if it was in the Ice Age.

Duke took Lancelot toward the castle swaying, and the endless cold air dissipated from his feet. Whether it was a magic trap or a bug, flowers and plants, they were all robbed of their vitality when they touched the cold moments.

"Hey, is there an old man who has lived for 500 years? I'm here to deliver things!" Duke's voice amplified by magic and enveloped the entire Kazuki family.

"Free one-way ticket for hell, I'll send you to the road!" Full of malice!

Swish!

A silver light suddenly appeared, and a sharp short sword attacked from the blind spot of vision and headed straight to Duke's back, but before it got close, it was blocked by the sudden ice wall.

The slender chain contracted, and the short sword failed to hit the hit, and immediately withdrew the same path. What we know was the tall figure of rider.

"A bold guy actually attacked the magic workshop. Is he so impatient to start a war?" Rider blocked his way and held the dagger in his palm. The sharp blade shone with a purple phantom under the moonlight.

Duke looked at the two tight long legs in front of him and thought to himself that it was really impatient to fight.

"Xiaolan, fuck her!"

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Chapter completed!