I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"Mom Fiore..."

The girl with a common name for Western boys cheered and jumped on Fiore's body. Her little nose rubbed up and down Fiore's clothes, making the originally flat and docile top a mess, but Fiore didn't care at all. Angry, instead he gently rubbed Jack's little head with a doting smile.

Jack narrowed his eyes and continued to rub. After rubbing for a while, he suddenly raised his head, put his nose near Fiore's neck and twitched.

"Well, it seems that it's not only Fiore's mother, but also the smell of Jeanne d'Arc's mother."

"You ghost, you can smell this." Fiore did not deny it and reached out to flick Jack's forehead.

"Because Jack has a very good nose." Jack chuckled and looked at Fiore expectantly.

The latter showed a helpless smile, closed his eyes, and whispered: "It's your turn, change someone."

When she opened her eyes again, the female magician's whole demeanor changed. If she looked like a saint before, then she is a real saint now. She doesn't have the slightest temperament of a magician, and her noble and awe-inspiring posture makes ordinary people feel ashamed.

Of course, these mortals do not include little Jack. She didn't care whether the person in front of her was a magician or a saint, she only knew that it was her mother, and she hugged her and rubbed her.

"Mother Jeanne, she is really Mother Jeanne..."

"It's me, Jack." It was obviously the same mouth, but the voice was much lower, "Can you tell me why you appear here. Fiore and I should be the only ones who come to this world. Your job is Why did Jie become Assassin?"

"Because Jack is not the original Jack." Little Jack explained.

"Can you explain it in more detail? I can't understand what you say."

"Then let me explain. Our situation is much more complicated than yours."

A third person's voice sounded in the empty fast food restaurant, still a woman. The clothes she wears are the same style as Joan of Arc or Fiore, but they have a black appeal on her body, which can arouse some of the most primitive desires in men.

Upon hearing this voice, Joan put down little Jack and raised her head to look at the newly appeared woman.

"You're here too, Lingxia."

"To be precise, it's not coming." The woman shook her head and pointed behind her, "I can't explain a few words, let's go inside and talk. Jack, close the door, and then go and move out the innermost box of the cold storage and give it to Zhen. Mama De and Mama Fiore cook a feast.”

"Okay, Mom."

Jack closed the shop door as fast as he could, and while playing with the knife he got out of nowhere, he ran to the kitchen.

Seeing Jack's skillful look, Jeanne's face became more and more confused.

"You... knew we were coming?"

"I'm not sure, but I know that if you come, you won't miss the Holy Grail War. There is only one church in Fuyuki City, so the probability of seeing you around here is the highest. I don't know if you have noticed that the sign of the store is Jack’s favorite hamburger.”

"You are still so smart." Joan of Arc praised, "But don't prepare a big meal. We have limited time and there are a few friends waiting for us to buy groceries and cook."

"Oh? I haven't seen you for a while, but you actually know how to cook?" Lingxia said teasingly, "I didn't know that the meal you cooked was not as delicious as Jack's meal."

"Lingxia, please stop making fun of me." The style of the painting changed, and the saint turned back into a female magician. It was obvious that this joke was directed at her - Joan of Arc was born as a peasant girl, how could she not know how to cook? ?

"Okay, I'll let you go for the time being. But we finally met, so we can't let you go back so quickly. So, tell me what you're going to do, and I'll have Jack prepare it and take it back to you. Anyway, it takes about 30 seconds. the same."

Fiore agreed with this proposal.

"Well, that's it."

"Report the menu."

"Meat, curry, mapo tofu."

"...Your friend's hobbies are really unique, Indian style, Chinese style, and the requirement for meat...isn't it too broad?"

Lingxia's speech resonated with Fiore.

"I think so."

"As for the meat, I'll make a hamburger steak, along with your portion, and a portion of curry dipping sauce. I can't make Mapo Tofu at this time, so how about getting something spicy instead?"

"Listen to you."

"Okay, that's it—Jack, let's get started."

"Oh, mom, hamburger steak, hamburger steak..."

Jack agreed loudly, and while humming happily, he stretched out his hand to open the sliding door of the cabinet. There were various types of knives inside, including more than a dozen types.

Then, there was a cold light and the sound of various things being chopped up in the kitchen.

From time to time, women's sighs or exclamations could be heard in the lounge separated by a wall.

One inside and one outside, there is an inexplicable sense of harmony between the inside and outside, as if it is a strange sonata.

…

Fiore's old friends got together and had a great conversation, but the three people in the church felt uncomfortable.

Especially Liz Byfield, when she is hungry, she is simply a communicator of negative energy. She keeps shouting "so hungry" and "why haven't you come back yet", just like the embodiment of "Gluttony", one of the seven deadly sins.

Okay, this description is indeed an exaggeration, but considering that Siyer and Kallen were not very hungry, but they insisted on making her stomach growl, it was normal for these two unconventional nuns to complain.

Unfortunately, the two of them couldn't go out casually in order to hide. In desperation, they could only complain about why Fiore was so slow and whether all the nearby stores were closed, while hiding in the basement, trying not to see but not to hear. Don't worry, just pass the time by looking at the "Spiritual Weapon Tray".

It was at this time that the data displayed on the "Spiritual Weapon Plate" changed.

The color of one of the horses changed from white to dull gray, the color that symbolizes death.

Seeing this, Hiyer sighed with emotion: "It's another ride. I don't know if it's because there are too many servants participating in the war, or because the Holy Grail War is so fierce in the first place - is the so-called omnipotent wishing machine really so magical?"

"I don't know." Kallen shook her head expressionlessly, "But this riding servant may not have retired. His state is not that of Berserker's death, but that he is near death."

"Is it near death?" Hiyer suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the display bar that had just dimmed. "It is indeed near death. How could it be like this? According to Miss Fiore, the spiritual disk will only show survival or death. ,how come……"

"It may be the special ability of the servant, or it may be the particularity of the job agency. The additional job agency has never appeared, and even the name is false. It may blur the concept of life and death."

Kallen said, raising her hand and pointing to the side of the "Spiritual Weapon Plate". The gray job agent's name was clearly "Faker".