I really am a celestial master

A strange figure appeared at the front end of the road illuminated by Mercedes headlights.Seeing this sight, Alice Phil immediately cried out.The tall figure in front of him stood calmly in the middle of the road like the danger of a speeding car.

The luxurious gown of ancient style, the dark texture is dotted with blood-like crimson patterns. The unusually huge double pupils make people easily think of nocturnal animals.And if these strange places are excluded in time, such a person will definitely not be an ordinary passerby at such a time and place.The inertia of the body and the friction of the tires offset, and Mercedes finally stopped.The body is less than 10 meters away from the figure in front.

"...Saber"

Saber quickly analyzed the current situation, and then said to Alice Phil.

"You will get off immediately after I get off the car. In short, don't be too far away from me"

If the opponent is a Servant, the car is just as fragile as a cardboard box to the opponent.If you stay in the car, you will become unprepared. In short, it is better to move to a position where you can defend against attacks.

Saber opened the car door and walked into the cold night.The night wind rustled the trees, and the air was mixed with the smell of scorched tires due to friction.

The figure in front of me was different from any one I had seen before.If it's a Servant that I haven't encountered yet, it should be Caster or Assassin, Saber thought.

But she soon realized that the figure in front of her was Caster. What puzzled Saber was that the opponent suddenly intercepted, but it was not about to fight. On the contrary, she smiled. It was almost like a reunion of long-lost brothers, full of joy. A flawless smile shined on his face.

When Saber was confused, Caster in front of him made a more puzzling move.Caster bowed his head respectfully, kneeling on the asphalt road as if seeing a king's courtier and said:

"Waiting for a long time, Your Royal Highness"

"Ok……"

Chapter Forty Five

Saber is getting more and more confused.Although she had once received the kneeling ceremony of countless heroes as a king, she had no impression of the man in front of her.There was no such man among her former courtiers.

First of all, the term "saint" is very strange.As King Arthur ruled Britain, it did not reveal its true identity as a female until the end.Even if someone knows the truth, they will choose to be silent.

Then Alice Phil, who came down from above the Mercedes, hid behind the nervously alert Saber and looked at Caster quietly.

"Saber, do you know this person?"

"No, I don't have any impression of him—"

As if hearing the whispers of Saber and Alice Phil, Caster raised his head and said:

"Oh, how can you say that. Don't you remember me?"

Regarding his even more inconsequential words, Saber said unhappily:

"Anyway, it's the first time I met you, maybe something is wrong with you, you have admitted the wrong person."

"Oh oh, oh oh..."

Caster whimpered as if very sad, clutching his hair with both hands.The expression that had been very dramatic just now suddenly changed into an extremely embarrassing look.From this alone, we can tell that he is a dangerous, moody man.

"It's me! I am your most loyal servant Gil De Ray! I have always been looking forward to your resurrection, and I have been waiting for the day when I can see you again. I came here for this purpose. Here it is. Jeanne!"

"Jill De Ray...?"

Saber was a little surprised when she heard that the other party directly reported her real name, but unlike the Conquer King, she has not yet entered the Hall of Valor to obtain the sharing system, and even if the Conquer King heard this name, she would not have much impression, because Gil De · Lei's achievements and strength are not enough to become the orthodox heroic spirit recognized by the Hall of Valor.It can only be said to be the kind of evil spirits, after all, Yusheng Ryunosuke is not a magician at all, and he summoned an anti-hero murderer just like him by chance.

However, Alice Phil, who has knowledge of world history by the name of Joan of Arc, knows that the lady with silver hair and red eyes has her eyes wide open, and she does not know what misunderstanding will make the magician heroic in front of him mistake the Knight King for the French. The saint of national salvation, is her appearance and temperament too similar?Even so, it is too wrong, after all, the enemy of Joan of Arc during his lifetime was the British.

Without waiting for Alice Phil to express his opinion, Saber just wanted to clear up the misunderstanding:

"I don't know your name, and I don't know what Joan is."

After hearing Saber's answer like this, Caster said more confusedly:

"What... Could it be that you have forgotten all of them? Have you forgotten all the things that happened before you were alive?"

Altria began to feel a little tired of this inexplicable situation, so she looked at Gil de Rey seriously and said:

"Since you have reported your name, I will also tell you your real name as a knight. My name is Altria, son of Uther Pendragon, and King of Britain."

Caster still stared blankly at the girl who had raised her chest and proudly reported her name, and called out after a while.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

——Caster groaned desperately and beat the ground like he didn't stop.

"How sad it is, how sighing! Not only lost the memory, even the mind is confused... You... You! God, why are you so cruel to my beautiful woman"

"What the hell are you talking about, I wasn't--"

"Jan of Arc, you are excusable for not wanting to admit it. You were originally more pious than anyone else than anyone who believed in you. But God abandoned you when you were judged to be a witch and put to death. God did not give you any help or rescue. It is not unreasonable for you to be like this now."

Saber suddenly felt a disgusting feeling completely different from fear.The hairs on the whole body are standing up.

The man in front of him didn't hear Saber at all, or he didn't intend to listen from the beginning.For Saber, it just arbitrarily made a conclusion based on its own fantasy, and believed in this conclusion.Caster, dominated by this thought, couldn't listen to Saber's words at all.

"Wake up! Joan! Don't be confused! You are the saint of Orleans, Joan of Arc, the savior of France!"

"Okay, okay! You can do it!"

Saber, who couldn't stand it anymore, yelled at Caster who was kneeling on the ground.

"I am Saber. And you are Caster. We are all Servants fighting for the Holy Grail. The reason we met here is just because of this relationship."

"...Saber. It's no use talking to this man."

Alice Phil told her behind the King of Knights, she had sorted out some information about Gil Ray De in this gap, and knew that the person in front of her was called the Blue Beard and had a crazy legend, although Jill.Germany.As the hero of France's national salvation, Lei ascended to the throne of the marshal, but on the other side of his glory, he indulged in black magic and lust, even torturing hundreds of teenagers.

Jill's last tragic fate is closely related to the death of the female hero Joan of Arc who fought with him.Therefore, his obsession with Joan was brought into the current Holy Grail War.It is not known how much Saber and Joan are similar, but they must be very similar.In any case, Jill-Caster was already convinced that Saber was the one he missed, and no doubt was allowed.

"Jan of Arc, please don't call yourself saber, and don't call me caster again. We will soon no longer have to be bound by the shackles of this so-called follower. The Holy Grail War is about to end!"

"That's just your wishful thinking."

This time Alice Phil retorted instead of Saber, who was already too angry to speak.

"Hey! Marshal Jill, since you said the war is over. What about the Holy Grail now?"

"That also means that the holy grail that can realize all wishes is in my hands."

Caster said proudly with a satisfied smile.

"My only wish is to hope that Joan of Arc can be resurrected. And now this wish has been fulfilled! Without even competing with anyone, my wish has become a reality! There is no need for fighting, the Holy Grail is I have been chosen-Jill."

A stern sound of "ding" rang.A chill suddenly appeared in Caster's eyes.It is Saber's Wind King barrier.Although Caster couldn't see it, it could also feel the sword energy right in front of it.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to the treasures of our heroic spirits-I'm going to be blunt next. Caster!"

Although Saber tried his best to control his words, his voice was still full of sharp murderous aura.

"Come on, stand up. The knight can't attack the kneeling person. If you are also a Servant, put away your sophistry and rely on an upright battle to seize the Holy Grail. Let me Saber be your first opponent. "