Chapter 107 The Strongest Sword and Shield

In the best suite, Kenneth looked at the scene from the familiar, and shook the wine glass in his hand with disdain.

"After all, it's just a third-rate rural ritual. Although the summoned servants seem to be good, the level of the magician himself is inferior and rubbish."

The young monarch arrogantly gave his own evaluation.

Strictly speaking, not much information was exposed tonight. Only the battle between Mordred and the King of Conquerors was captured by most people, and the battle between Roland, Archer, and Lancer later came because it came too fast. After they noticed the movement, it was too late to collect information.

But the traces left behind can also allow him to capture a lot of things.

Although the parameters and expressiveness of other servants are not bad, there is still a gap compared with Saber, and the master is not worth mentioning.

"I didn't expect that idiot student to use up all three command spells so quickly. It seems that he is just a big talker."

In the Holy Grail War, the only thing that caught Kenneth's eyes was the Holy Grail system and the command spell itself. The restriction of this follower could not be deciphered even with his talent. Naturally, the copied things need to be cherished, but those Master, you don't understand the mysteries of magic warfare at all.

"Hmph, at least I'm willing to go to war, instead of letting Saber hide here like you."

Sora on the side of the sofa looked at the silent Saber sitting on the other side, and said distressedly.

"If she has the strength to convince me, it's not a bad idea to go out and join the battle," Sola said, not saying it's okay, but when he mentioned Kenneth, he became angry.

"The legendary King Arthur, while I was the master, was actually suppressed by a heroic spirit whose parameters were not as good as yours. What a shame!"

This kind of accusation made Saber clenched her fist quietly. Kenneth, who had no personal experience, did not understand Lancer's strength, but she would not shirk it for herself. After all, as a master, Kenneth is indeed excellent.

Whether it is the support of healing magic or the supply of magic power, they are obviously better than Lancer. Saber, who is still defeated under such conditions, can't go against Kenneth's wishes.

Before Sola was ready to get mad and protect Saber, Kenneth frowned and said even more explosive news.

"The Tohsaka house was attacked, and it was badly damaged."

The information passed by the familiar finally made him face up a little bit - in terms of ridicule.

"The enchantment of the Five Dynasties is nothing more than that. If it were me, even if it was a temporary workshop, the heroic spirit would not want to break through it easily."

Full of confidence, Kenneth picked up his wine glass and took a sip as he spoke.

"But this time, the candidates for the combination have also been revealed. Aside from the mediator, Tohsaka of the Yusanjia should not choose the low class of assassin."

"Very good. Now, all the answers to the mystery have been revealed. No wonder he dared to attack me during the daytime. It turns out that he is also related to the clock tower."

"Tomorrow night, I will allow you to release the treasure, use that, the strongest sword and the strongest shield are in your hands, don't let me down again, King of Knights."

"You must fulfill your mission."

Saber put her hands on her chest, and solemnly gave a guarantee. The guarantee of five magic furnaces is too much, which is why Saber is willing to obey Kenneth's tactics.

Feeling the long-lost scabbard in her body, remembering the taunting of that golden guy before leaving in the morning, Saber's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

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A few minutes later, the door of a certain room in Matou House was opened.

Roland also wanted to go to the Shadow Kingdom to observe the situation of other masters, so Tamamomae couldn't stick to Roland for the time being, and then, like a hostess, she ran into Roland's room openly.

Tamamo jumped onto Roland's bed sullenly,

Covering his head with a pillow, he rolled around contentedly, and the quilt rolled out of the quilt with his big tail wagging like water waves.

Before coming, she obviously came here with the idea of ​​becoming a good wife, but the reality of becoming a good wife is still a long way from the current Tamazamo.

"A perfect husband will also have some disadvantages. Now, what is the difference between a concubine who has no sense of existence except for fighting and other servants?"

Thinking of this, Tamazamo couldn't help hugging the pillow into his arms, and clamped it tightly with his beautiful legs, as if this pillow was Roland.

"Someone does the cooking, and there are plenty of treasures," Tamazamo sighed helplessly, looking at the clean ceiling and the room where there was almost no dust, and ruled out the option of housekeeping.

Don't those black shadow ninjas rest?

Suddenly, the tip of Yuzao's nose twitched, and smelled a fragrance.

That's strange, it's not time to eat yet, is it?

Although she is a caster, because of her character, Tamamomae possesses the signature skill of the formation of the caster. Even making a workshop is very difficult, so she couldn't capture the situation of the mansion in the first place.

When approaching the living room and kitchen on the first floor, Tamamomae saw the source of the sound clearly.

A few ninja soldiers were wearing white aprons that didn't match at all. The egg-beater was beating eggs, and the creamer was milking the cream. Matou Sakura was standing on a small chair, also wearing a pink apron, looking at it expectantly. An oven that emits a dark yellow halo.

Inside, there are pieces of cookies that gradually expand.

"Sakura, what are you doing?"

Tamamo asked curiously, this child named Matou Sakura is a trustee who was raised by Roland as a subordinate and a doll, so even during the Holy Grail War, he did not stay away from the battlefield like other family members of the master, but continued to live At Matou's house.

With permission and Roland's consent, the two fans, who also thought that Roland could not see any flaws in him, immediately became very close friends.

"Tamamo-mae-sama!"

Matou Sakura turned her head, her amber-like pupils shimmered, "I'm making cookies, and I'm going to make cakes next."

"...I know what you are doing. The servants also have modern knowledge, but why do you want to do it? It's not time to eat yet."

Matou Sakura tilted her head, a puzzled expression appeared on her lovely face.

"Why... Because Master Roland likes to eat, although it seems that the portion is quite large, but Master Roland eats sweets very quickly. He always eats whenever he wants, and he doesn't care whether it is meal time, so I I deliberately learned how to do it and prepared a little more.”

This is it!

It was a big failure as a good wife. She already knew what kind of person her husband was, but she was still bound by common sense. As Roland's good wife, she should put aside everything and concentrate on serving her husband's preferences.

"Is there something wrong, Tamamo-mae-sama?"

Putting on her gloves, Matou Sakura, who took out the baking tray to let it cool, looked at Tamamo in front of her in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, and became even more puzzled.

"Would you like a cookie?"

"Sakura, I really envy you."

Tamamo rolled up the sleeves of the shrine maiden's clothes, and her original decadent look disappeared completely, and her body was full of energy again.

"Now is the critical moment to show off the power of a concubine!"

"so,"

Roland nodded, looking at the desserts filled with cream cakes and blooming flowers, and even exaggerated things like biscuit houses, except for the living room where there is no footsteps.

"—that's why you turned my workshop into a children's playground?"