'If the Holy Grail is so powerful, what do you need rules for?' ’

This sentence kept echoing in Saber's mind, and he looked up and moved his gaze to Kurumi, the tear mole under his burgundy eyes reflected on Saber's retina.

His head was in a trance, and Saber didn't even know what he was thinking.

There was some itching in the throat, which was very strange as a heroic spirit.

Picking up the coffee, he didn't care about the bitterness at all, and took a sip.

"Would you like another drink?"

Seeing the handsome man on the other side frowning, Kurumi added, "How about adding more milk?" ”

Saber nodded, then reacted again, "Demon ......"

Shaking her head, the golden ponytail tied up behind her back swayed with it, and Saber always felt more and more confused.

"What is your name? I can't keep calling you a witch, can I? ”

The Red Queen commanded the milk coffee floating in the air, and a hint of teasing appeared on her face, "Saber, are you trying to ask the gods' real names?" ”

The blonde girl was slightly stunned, "If there are any taboos in this, please forgive me for my rashness." ”

"Of course not." After Kurumi glanced at Hong, this action reminded Saber of Gnavier, and she was also ...... at that time

"The name is just a code name, my name is Kurumi Tokizaki. I guess you're the first creature in the world to hear that name. ”

"Kurumi Tokizaki?" Saber muttered twice, and as a knight, she immediately found the point.

"This realm?!"

Before Kurumi could explain, Saber's face turned embarrassed, "It seems that I was making too much of a fuss about separating this world from the others. ”

"It's you thinking too much about yourself." Kurumi shifted his palm to his cheeks, "Can I call you Artoria?" On the other hand, you can also call me Mad Three. ”

A wry smile appeared on Saber's face, "This looks like the first day I came to Fuyuki. ”

"And Einsbergen?"

"Your terrible mind-reading abilities are no different from that of a witch."

"It's just a normal guess, ordinary people can make it."

"Ordinary people aren't as good as you, are they, mad...... Mad three. ”

The black-haired girl opposite, whose wine-red eyes were only squeezed into a crescent shape by laughter, looked extremely beautiful.

Artoria panicked, forced her gaze, and placed it on the delicate pastry on the table.

"Mad Three...... Each name has a special meaning, right? Artoria raised her eyes and glanced at the red, "Just like that little guy said, 'God's true name'......"

"Poof!"

The small hand lightly covered Sakura's lips, but the big eyes were there, and the crescent moon was bent a little more.

"Do you really believe that there are gods in the world?"

Artoria looked strange, "Isn't there one sitting in front of me?" ”

"Don't you think that gods are just more powerful beings?"

"This ......"

"If you have enough resources, you can easily become a 'god' in the eyes of humans, and you can be high, even if you operate the rules."

Artoria smiled bitterly, and the dull hair on the top of her head seemed to droop a little.

"I didn't think about that, I just wanted to win the Holy Grail War and ......"

"And let the Holy Grail send you back to your time?"

Artoria opened her mouth and sighed, "Of course, this is my last wish, and this is where my belief in participating in the Holy Grail War lies. ”

"Remember what I told you?"

"Yes, but I'm going to give it a try."

"If you just want to erase the regrets in your heart, I can help you do it now."

"I ...... I ......"

"Or do you want to get the Holy Grail?"

"Hmm!"

"Let's make an alliance, right? The Holy Grail is yours, and the glittering gold, and the black paint, and the head of the King of Conquest be mine. ”

Artoria raised her head and stared at Kurumi, "Aren't you going to send all the Immortals back to Valhalla?" ”

"I've changed my mind."

"Why?"

"I want to help a little girl complete her obsession~"

"Witch! I'm ......."

"King of Britain~"

"You!"

"Would you like another cake?"

Kurumi picks up the small cake on his plate with a fork and shoves it into the mouth of Artoria, who is about to get angry!

"Hmm! Don't touch a woman! ”

The cake is chewed repeatedly in the mouth for a long time before swallowing into the stomach.

Artoria was just about to speak and reprimand Mad San to show her kingly demeanor, when a slender jade finger pointed at her mouth.

His eyes were downward, and he faintly saw the residue of cream.

Subconsciously stretched out his pink tongue and licked it, and the sweet fragrance instantly filled the taste buds.

Artoria didn't notice that the black tear mole under the corner of her eye was releasing a faint amount of energy into her surroundings all the time.

And this strange energy is similar to the pink mist of 'charm'.

Consciousness is inadvertently affected, disrupting judgment, tampering with thoughts, and Artoria has never been so close to anyone in her current life.

Even Alice Phil.

"Have you promised to form an alliance with me?"

Artoria straightened her face, "I still have to discuss this matter with the Master. ”

"Okay, then I'm going to give you a piece of news."

"What?"

"Do you know the servant covered in black mist?"

Artoria frowned, "You mean Berserker?" ”

"Do you think he's familiar?"

"Not really."

"Huh?" This time, the three crazy people were stunned for a while.

Seeing Kurumi's expression like this, Artoria couldn't help but laugh, and it was rare that her eyebrows were full of smiles.

"That's right, girls should look like girls, what do they look like in ascetic clothes all day long!"

"Want to seduce perverted people with special sexual interests?"

Artoria glanced down at her outfit, not sensing anything wrong.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of others, this kind of scene at this time is like a handsome teenager doubting his life under the number of stunning girls!

It looks like a couple, although the height of the "teenager" is a hard injury, but as long as it is true love, the onlookers will not hesitate to send blessings and applause!

"Okay, if you have time, I think the red queen will dress you up...... It's a little more fascinating. ”

Artoria tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Forget it, what were you going to tell me just now?" ”

"Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Didn't you tell me?"

"No regrets?"

Artoria smiled lightly, "Could that Berserker be my acquaintance?" ”

"His name is Lancelot."

Artoria, who had just picked up the teacup, froze there, her lips trembling: "What did you say?" ”

"Berserker's real name is Lancelot, don't be lucky, he's from the same era as you. The strongest Knight of the Round Table known as the 'Knight of the Lake'. ”

"Mad Three...... It's not funny at all. ”

"Do you still want to escape?"

"No, it's not." Artoria's face turned slightly pale, "How could he have fallen to such a point?" ”