In Airport F, which is the closest to Fuyuki City, Roland and Medea were walking together.
It was okay for Roland, but Medea was still wearing the purple robe, and her round long legs with a creamy luster were looming with the frequency of her steps. Such eye-catching dress did not cause any commotion.
Using only a simple barrier that hindered cognition, the two of them entered the airport in a grand manner and landed on the waiting soft seats. Caster's advantage in this regard was not comparable to that of other heroic spirits.
"Master, is it really okay to be so bold in monitoring the Holy Grail? Their original master was killed by you just now."
As soon as she sat down, Medea asked. She held her chin with one hand, tilted her head slightly towards Roland, and crossed her slender white legs up and down.
"That's why I want to take a look. After all, heroic spirits can transform into spirits. If the so-called Saber doesn't appear in physical form, I'll have a headache."
Roland looked out the window. A passenger plane was slowly landing on the runway. Coming out of the door was the woman Roland had been waiting for for a long time.
She has impeccably straight facial features and beautiful red eyes, which are full of luster and soft and hang down her back. Her tall and spectacular breasts are wrapped in a coat made of silver fox fur, and her slender legs are wrapped in knee-high boots. Outline the slim and plump alluring curves.
Irisviel's appearance was so beautiful that it was not possible for a human to easily reveal her identity, and behind her, another tall figure slowly walked out of it.
He was wearing a black coat with a navy blue shirt underneath, and a smile as warm as the sun on his face. He looked as perfect as a prince who walked out of a fairy tale.
"Tsk, this kind of handsome guy always gives people a feeling of being frivolous and indecisive..."
Medea took the lead in rating Saber with prejudice, "But I can feel his deep and powerful magic. This feeling is probably only possessed by Saber. Master, it seems that things are still within your expectations. The master of Einzbern seems to still be King Arthur."
Then, she turned her head and saw the surprise on Roland's face.
"How could it be King Arthur?"
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Such an answer made Medea confused. Yesterday, she vowed to confirm whether Saber was King Arthur, wasn't it Roland himself? The answer was obviously correct, why was the Master still not satisfied?
"Could it be that this guy used some kind of disguised Noble Phantasm?"
"No, this guy is King Arthur. The question is, how can King Arthur be a man?"
Roland frowned and let out a small sigh.
It was indeed right to take a look today. Unexpectedly, Avalon, who was possessed by the Holy Lord, actually summoned the prototype of Saber, King Arthur, who was known as the old sword.
Although in terms of combat effectiveness, the old sword may be more durable than Saber compared to Artoria, supported by a male body, but the general fighting method is still the same.
But when it comes to Noble Phantasms, it's completely different. Although they were all divinely crafted weapons forged in the Inner Sea of Stars, when the sword came into Saber's hands, it had already been set with a power limit, but the old sword in her hand only had a scabbard that had conditions to be unlocked. That’s all.
To truly knowledgeable heroic spirits, Saber's status as the Holy Swordsman of the Stars is far more dazzling than King Arthur's.
And after the constraints of the holy sword are released, it can be said that it cuts UO upwards and human evil downwards, mainly highlighting one powerful thing.
Moreover, in Roland's impression, the old sword itself has the blessing of the destiny of being a tool man to save the world, and it also has special skills such as giant beast killer.
And looking at this Holy Grail War, a person who is evil, powerful, hidden conspiracy, and a giant beast at the same time, apart from the absolute evil in this world that is still hidden in the Holy Grail, it seems that he is the only one left.
"How about it, Master, are we leaving?"
"No..." Roland was about to agree, but suddenly changed his mind. His pupils were filled with scarlet flames again, "I seem to have discovered something interesting."
He subconsciously poured magic power into his eyes to strengthen his vision, but this time, his gaze was not directed at the Holy Sword User who deserved more vigilance, but at Irisviel as the Master.
"Why does the Master of the Einzbern family have traces of the demonic energy of fire?"
Although it is very weak, even though there is only a trace, there is indeed a feeling of the demonic energy of fire left on Irisviel. As the demon of fire, Roland has the absolute right to speak on this point.
After hearing Roland's words, Medea also looked at Irisviel with all her attention, but in the end she shook her head.
"Except for confirming that she is the Holy Grail Vessel of this generation, I found nothing."
"It's not your fault," Roland stood up, "because my anger only remained in her for a while and did not really integrate into her. It's incredible. There is no energy magic here. Einzbern is How did you completely remove the fire energy from her body? If I hadn’t come in person, I probably wouldn’t have been able to discover this.”
Roland has never understood the reason why the Holy Lord's soul is attached to Avalon. Logically speaking, the Holy Grail, a thing with a lot of magic power, should be the first choice of the Holy Lord's soul. He will transfer the possessed object. Something must have happened.
As for the Einzbern family, a family that is not good at fighting and is the first to cause trouble, Roland is not afraid to have the most malicious speculations.
"Let's go, Caster, let's go see what good things Einzbern did last time."
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"Don't worry, Irisviel. Ling Qianjin is a very sensible child. She just came half a day early, so nothing will happen to her."
After walking out of the airport, Jiu Jian looked at Irisviel looking at the dazzling storefronts. Although she looked curious, her mood was still low, and comforted her.
"This is your first time coming out of the castle. You should see more of this beautiful world."
"That's why I'm worried," Irisviel bit her lip, "This is the first time that the child has left Einzbern. She is still so young and has to play the role of a candidate. Could it be that the great grandfather even Are you not willing to give her the last few years of your life?"
"I believe she has the same strength as you. She agreed so happily because she believed you could protect her."
"Yes, I have to protect her."
Irisviel took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in her heart, "I'm sorry, Saber, for making you worry. Do you want to go shopping before it's night? There are many differences between now and your time. There’s a big difference.”
Although it was just a polite remark to change the subject, Jiu Jian obviously didn’t think so——
"I am indeed very interested in that store." He pointed to a store door with BBQ written on it. "What does this word mean? It obviously looks like a restaurant..."
"...Haha," Irisviel narrowed her eyes and smiled, "That's right. In order to take the plane today, I couldn't let you have a normal meal. You usually have a big appetite. That little bit in the morning Isn’t the portion big enough?”
"I think it's just right. As a knight, if you don't eat enough, you won't be able to maintain sufficient combat effectiveness."
"Really, then let's go. That word means specializing in barbecue. The portions are usually large, so I think it will suit your appetite."
"Really?"
Saber's eyes lit up, and such a sincere expression made Irisviel smile even happier.
"Speaking of which, the kid hasn't eaten it either. If you like it, you can also go to barbecue tonight."
She turned around and walked backwards while looking at Saber. Then, looking at the end of the window through her peripheral vision, she realized that she had reached the corner and hurriedly turned around again.
——But even so, she still bumped into passers-by at the corner.
"Irisviel!"
"I'm fine, Saber..."
Saber's nervous and worried call came from behind, but she just subconsciously touched her head, responded, and then hurriedly apologized.
"Sorry, I bumped into you..."
"It's okay," the passerby at the corner extended his hand to Irisviel in a friendly manner, "You're not hurt."
Irisviel subconsciously took the hand and stood up with the help. Just as she was about to continue apologizing to the gentle young man in front of her, everything got stuck in her throat.
Because what is reflected in the bright window on the side of the smiling young man is not a human face, but a ferocious dragon head.
—Exactly like what she had seen on Avalon.
