I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

With Justisa's scanning, Shinji didn't need to do any terrain survey at all. This was just an excuse for him to act alone.

Tonight, he did not spend the night in the room next to Fiore, and continued to choose night operations. It was not because there was anything unfinished on Fuyuki's side, but because Justine sent a message - Ruler stepped into the location of the Great Holy Grail. The spiritual vein of Tulifas.

Ruler, nicknamed Ruler, is an additional job that does not belong to the seven jobs commonly known as "Sword, Bow, Lancer, Riding, Killing Maniac". Normally, he will be summoned to the world only if he meets special conditions.

There are roughly two situations when the Ruler is summoned: one is that the form of the Holy Grail War is very special and the outcome is unknown, that is, the Holy Grail determines that a Ruler is needed; the other is that the impact of the Holy Grail War may distort the world. Case.

There is no doubt that this Holy Grail War meets the conditions, so the ruler appears.

The Transylvanian Highway is the only national road leading to Tulifas. Since Tulifas, the end of the motorway, is even off the tram network, traffic heading there is almost non-existent.

More than half of the road lights that stood side by side were damaged, probably because there were no drivers to protest and the government seemed determined to save the budget.

An almost fully loaded truck was driving on the national highway. Its dilapidated appearance and screeching engine made the national highway, which was in disrepair, look even more dilapidated.

There was a beautiful girl sitting in the passenger seat of the truck. Her long blond hair was tied into a braid at the back of her head, and her blue eyes were clear and tranquil, reminiscent of the sky washed after the rain. Dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and black shorts, he looked like he was a student somewhere.

As if she noticed something, the girl rolled down the car window and looked somewhere under the night.

Within a few minutes, a young man with purple hair and purple eyes appeared in her sight.

The young man, like her, was wearing casual clothes that could be seen everywhere, with a relieved smile on his face and waving his hands.

The driver of the truck, a kind-hearted old man, stopped the truck and asked the man how he could help.

The young man said that he had an argument with his girlfriend and was thrown out of the car by her. He was wandering alone on the national highway, hoping that the old man could take him to a nearby city.

The old man agreed, just like he had promised the girl before.

The young man thanked him a thousand times and climbed into the cargo compartment behind the car without haste.

The girl also followed the young man into the warehouse on the pretext that she had been sitting for a long time and wanted to move around, causing the old man to joke in a low voice: "It's good to be young."

In the eyes of the old man, the young man who seemed to be of mixed race was handsome and handsome, and the short girl was pure and beautiful. They were both in the best years of their lives. It was normal for something to happen between the two people. He had been young and knew how it felt. In order to help the two young people, he also specially changed to a soothing music.

Maybe it won't be long before sparks of love will fly between them.

The old man who still retains the romantic factor thought so. His idea was only half correct. There were sparks between a man and a woman, but it had nothing to do with love, but with scrutiny and wariness. To be more precise, the two of them looked at each other, and the girl was unilaterally wary of the young man.

"I know I'm handsome, but I feel embarrassed if you look at me like that." The young man spread his hands and used this as his opening remarks.

The girl said nothing, and her clear eyes narrowed slightly.

The young man continued: "I have no ill intentions. If I had, I would not approach you in this way - you are right, Miss Ruler."

"Indeed, Black Assassin."

Naturally, the young man received the message from Justeza and came from Mirennia Castle to Shinji, and the girl was exactly the person she was looking for - the Ruler summoned by the Holy Grail.

After hearing the ruler's answer, Shenji knew that he had made the right first step.

As the protector of the Holy Grail System and the referee of the Holy Grail War, Ruler has job agency privileges that are different from conventional job agencies, including a strong sense of perception. Ruler's perception is ten times or even dozens of times that of regular servants. He can sense the presence or absence of followers within a radius of ten kilometers, and can even invalidate Assassin's "Break Aura" skill.

Because of this, Shenji did not approach quietly, but chose to pay a dignified visit. When an assassin makes such a move, it is a sign of sincerity. This is why the ruler did nothing and waited for Shinji to get in the car.

As for the dual identity of master and servant, Shinji is not worried at all. Not to mention that the Ruler's job introduction privileges only apply to Servants and not Masters, nor that there is no other way to identify a Master except to read the Command Spell (otherwise Irisviel would have been seen through when she pretended to be a Saber Master). In "Fate apocrypha", there is a precedent of a servant serving as a servant master but not being sanctioned by the ruler, which is enough to dispel Shinji's concerns.

"Let me introduce myself first, the Black Assassin, the unknown assassin."

If it were other participants in the battle, whether they were servants or masters, they would not immediately believe this answer, or at least ask why. But Ruler didn't. She believed it. This was also because of one of her job privileges - the skill True Name Seeing. When summoned as Ruler, the real names, ranks and performance information of all Servants she met directly would be revealed. Automatically revealed. If the opponent has inherent abilities or treasure phantoms that hide his true name and performance, he must be judged based on his luck level.

In the eyes of the Ruler, Shinji's information was clearly visible, except for the columns of his true name and Noble Phantasm name which were blank.

The blanks are not unobtainable or have been painted out, they are simply empty and not filled in. The other basic attributes, skills, and Noble Phantasm levels are all clear at a glance.

The ruler who didn't know the existence of Yusitisa naturally thought that Shinji really didn't have a name or deliberately forgot his name, instead of using a Noble Phantasm or skill to cover it up.

Since the other party is so candid, she, the referee, should also express corresponding sincerity. No, because he is a referee, he should show sincerity. If he is secretive, he will not be able to convince the fourteen pairs of masters and slaves on both sides.

"Ruler, Jeanne Darc, the judge of this Holy Grail War, please give me your advice, Black Assassin."

"Please give me more advice."

Hearing this name, Shen Er's heart didn't waver at all. As early as the first time he saw her, he was sure of her identity.

Jeanne d'Arc, Joan of Arc, French hero and Catholic saint who liberated Orleans from the Hundred Years' War. Although it only lasted two short years from setting off from his hometown at the age of seventeen to being burned at the stake at the age of nineteen, it left an indelible mark on the history of Britain and France.

Of course, the girl in front of her didn't have any obvious characteristics that could be associated with Joan of Arc. The reason why Shenji was sure was because he had just seen a face that looked very similar to hers yesterday. The only difference between Joan of Arc and that face is the color of her eyes and the dull hair on her head. Apart from these two points, the two of them can be said to be carved from the same mold.

Yes, Arturia and Joan of Arc are so similar, both in appearance and temperament.

But the difference is obvious elsewhere in the body.

For example, the height of the girl version of Arturia is 154cm, the height of Joan of Arc is 159cm, and the height of the royal sister version of Arturia is 171cm.

Another example - Shen Er's eyes moved slightly downward, from the face that was extremely familiar to him to the two eye-catching mountain peaks.

"With such an obvious gap, how did Gilles de Rais admit his mistake?"

The girl version of Arturia is an A, but Jeanne is a D no matter how you look at it. Compared with Jeanne's figure, how can she be as good as the royal sister's version of Arturia?

Marshal, your eyes really deserve to be shot!