Roland and Medea walked together in the F airport closest to Fuyuki City. Roland was okay, but Medea was still wearing the purple robe, and her long, white and round legs were faintly visible with the frequency of her steps. Such an eye-catching outfit did not cause any commotion. With only a simple enchantment that hinders cognition, the two of them entered the airport grandly and landed on the waiting soft seats. Caster's advantage in this aspect is not comparable to that of other heroic spirits. "Master, is it really okay to be so bold to monitor the Holy Grail? Their original master was killed by you just now." As soon as she sat down, Medea asked. She rested her chin on one hand, tilted her head slightly to Roland's direction, and folded her slender, white legs up and down. "It's because of this that I have to take a look. After all, heroic spirits can transform into spirits. If the so-called saber doesn't appear in reality, I will have a headache." Roland looked out the window, a passenger plane was slowly landing on the runway, and the woman Roland had been waiting for came out of the cabin door. She has impeccable facial features and beautiful red eyes, lustrous and elegant silver hair hanging softly behind her back, her towering and magnificent breasts are wrapped in a coat made of silver fox fur, and her slender legs are wrapped in knee-high boots Wrapping, outlines the attractive curves of slim and plump. Irisviel's appearance, which was too beautiful for a human being, easily exposed the other party's identity, and behind her, another tall figure slowly walked out of it. He was wearing a black coat with a navy blue shirt inside, with a sunny smile on his face, looking as perfect as a prince who walked out of a fairy tale.
"Tsk, this handsome guy always gives people a frivolous and indecisive feeling..." Medea took the lead in scoring Saber with prejudice, "But I can feel his deep and powerful magic power. This kind of feeling is probably only possessed by Saber. Master, it seems that things are still within your expectations. The master of Einzbern seems to be still that King Arthur." Then, she turned her head and saw the surprise on Roland's face. "How could it be King Arthur?" "?" Such an answer made Medea unable to deal with it. Yesterday, she vowed to confirm whether Saber belonged to King Arthur or not Roland himself. The answer is obviously correct. Why is the master still not satisfied? "Could it be that this guy used some kind of disguised treasure?" "No, this guy is King Arthur. The question is, how could King Arthur be a man?" Roland frowned and let out a small sigh. It was indeed correct to take a look today. Unexpectedly, Avalon, who was possessed by the Holy Lord, actually summoned the prototype of Saber, King Arthur who was dubbed the old sword. Although in terms of combat effectiveness, compared with Artoria, the old sword may be more durable than Saber with the support of a male body, but the general fighting method is still the same. But in terms of treasures, it's completely different. Although they are all god-made armors forged in Xing Neihai, when the sword was in Saber's hand, it had already been set with an upper limit of output, but the one in the old sword's hand was just put on a scabbard with unsealing conditions That's all. For the truly insightful heroic spirits, Saber's identity as the Holy Sword of the Stars is far more dazzling than that of King Arthur. And after the shackles of the holy sword are released, it can be said to cut UO upwards and human evil downwards, mainly highlighting a strong one. Moreover, in Roland's impression, the old sword itself has the blessing of the fate of being a tool man to save the world, and also has the special skill of killing giant beasts. And looking at this Holy Grail War, the person who is evil, powerful, hidden conspiracy, and giant beast at the same time, apart from the absolute evil of this world still hidden in the Holy Grail, it seems that he is the only one left. "How, master, are we leaving?" "No..." Roland was about to agree, but suddenly changed his mind. His pupils were once again filled with scarlet flames. "I seem to have discovered something interesting." He subconsciously poured magic power into his eyes to strengthen his eyesight, but this time, his sight was not on the more vigilant holy sword user, but on Irisviel as the master.
"Why, the master of the Einzbern family, there are traces of the demonic energy of fire?" Although it is very faint, although there is only a trace, there is indeed a feeling left by the demon energy of fire on Irisviel's body. As the demon of fire, Roland has an absolute right to speak on this point. Hearing Roland's speech, Medea also looked at Irisviel intently, but finally shook her head. "Other than confirming that she is the Holy Grail of this session, I found nothing." "It's not your fault," Roland stood up, "because my anger only stayed on her for a while, and didn't really blend into her. It's incredible. There is no magic magic here. Einzbern is How did you completely remove the anger from her body? If I hadn't come here myself, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to discover this." Roland has never been able to understand the reason why the soul of the Holy Lord is attached to Avalon. Logically speaking, the holy grail, which has a lot of magic power, should be the first choice for the soul of the Holy Lord. He will transfer the object of possession, Something must have happened. As for Einzbern, the family that I can't fight and is the number one troublemaker, Roland is not afraid to have the most malicious guesses. "Let's go, caster, let's go and see what good things Einzbern did last term." —— "Don't worry, Irisviel, Ling Qianjin is a very sensible child, just come half a day early, nothing will happen." After walking out of the airport, Jiu Jian looked at Irisviel and looked at the dazzling array of stores, although he looked curious, but still not in high spirits, he comforted him. "This is the first time you have come out of the castle, you should see more of this beautiful world." "That's why I'm worried," Irisviel bit her lips, "It's also the first time that child has left Einzbern, she is still so young, and she is going to be a candidate. Wouldn't you give her the last few years?" "I believe she has the same strength as you. She promised so happily, it must be because she believes that you can protect her." "Yes, I have to protect her." Irisviel took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, "I'm sorry, Saber, I made you worry, where are you going to go shopping before it's night? Now and your era, there are many Big difference." Although it was just a polite remark to change the subject, Old Sword obviously didn't think so—— "I'm really interested in that store." He pointed to a store door with BBQ written on it. "What does this word mean? It looks like a restaurant..." "...Hehe," Alice Feier narrowed her eyes and laughed, "That's right, I couldn't let you eat normally today in order to board the plane. Usually you have a big appetite. At that point in the morning Is the portion not enough?" "I think it's just right. As a knight, if you don't eat enough, you can't maintain enough fighting power." "Really, then let's go. That word means barbecue. Generally, the portion is very large, so it must be very suitable for your appetite." "Really?" Saber's eyes lit up, such a sincere expression made Irisviel smile even more happily. "Speaking of which, that child hasn't eaten it either. If you like it, you can also eat barbecue tonight." She turned around and walked backwards, looking at Saber, then, looking at the end of the window from the corner of her eye, she realized that she had reached the corner, and hurriedly turned around again. ——But even so, she still bumped into a passerby at the corner. "Irisviel!" "I'm fine, Saber..."
There was a nervous and worried call from Saber behind her, but she just subconsciously touched her head, responded, and then hurriedly apologized "I'm sorry I bumped into you..." "It's okay," a passerby at the corner extended his hand towards Irisviel friendly, "You are not injured, are you?" Irisviel subconsciously took the hand, stood up with strength, and just as she was about to continue apologizing to the gentle young man in front of her, all her words got stuck in her throat. Because, on the side of the smiling young man, in the bright window, what is reflected is not a human face, but a ferocious dragon head. — exactly as she had seen it on Avalon.