Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 42 Caster with Bad Eyes
In the further west of Fuyuki City's deep mountains, the long national highway stretches westward with its back facing the lights of the city.Waiting for visitors in front of the road is an undeveloped forest.Along this road across the county, the national road winds quietly ahead.

Although it is a road with two-way lanes, there is almost no sign of oncoming cars on the national highway with few street lights.The national road at midnight seems to be forgotten in this silence.

In such a quiet night, a silver beast came galloping.

Mercedes-Benz 300SL, "her" streamlined body full of elegant charm is as stable as a lady, and the roar of the side-by-side six-cylinder engine is as majestic as a beast.

Surprisingly, the person who drove this classic car to a speed of more than 00 kilometers per hour was actually the young lady Irisviel who looked like a noble daughter.

In all fairness, driving 100 yards on the national highway is not fast, but the Mercedes-Benz gallops on a winding road with a cliff on one side. Turning at such a speed is either an old driver with outstanding driving skills or crazy bosozoku.

Unfortunately, Irisviel belongs to the latter.

Through the front windshield of the sports car, it can be seen that Alice Viel's exquisite face is full of excitement and madness, which is quite different from the usual elegant lady. Her right foot moves back and forth between the brake and the accelerator, and her left foot slams on the clutch from time to time. , both hands quickly switched on the steering wheel and the gear lever, looking extremely skilled, but in fact, as soon as the corner was turned, the whole car began to float, and there was a danger of flying off the cliff at any time.

Saber sitting in the co-pilot seat was in a cold sweat, even more stressed than when facing Lancer and Berserker's mad attack at the same time.

Scathach, who was watching from above, was also speechless for a while, and once again realized the meaning of the phrase "a person should not be judged by his appearance".

Scathach became famous in BC, and his age was at least 2000 years old. Over the years, he has seen countless people, and it is rare to miss her. Irisviel can surprise her a little, which shows her strength.

After disappearing from Saber and the others, Scathach and Shinji didn't go far at all, but hid in the warehouse where Kariya had been hiding before, secretly tracking and monitoring.

After Saber and Irisviel left Warehouse Street, they boarded the Mercedes-Benz sports car that Emiya Kiritsugu had arranged in advance and raced along the national highway.The group of Emiya Kiritsugu and Hisau Maiya quietly boarded a Toyota and headed for the city center.

Shinji and Scathach took advantage of the trend and split into two groups. Shinji followed Emiya Kiritsugu, and Scathach followed Saber, who was also a follower, to find out the stronghold of the Einzbern family by the way—this was a request from Yustissa .

Relying on the agility attributes of the original Rune and up to A+, Scatha quietly shuttled through the mountains and forests, hanging firmly behind the sports car, neither entering Saber's perception range nor losing track of the target.

Suddenly, Skaha's body shook, and he took a few wrong steps, hiding behind a big tree, his red eyes changed, and fixed on the place where the sports car was going to pass, the center of the national road.

There was a tall man standing there, wearing an old-style luxurious gown, the dark texture was dotted with blood-like crimson patterns, and his unusually huge pupils made people easily think of nocturnal animals.

This man is no stranger to Skathach. The first battle of this Holy Grail War was initiated by her and this man. He is the No.7 Servant Caster.

"I see, that's why you said that this road will not be peaceful?"

At the same time as soft whispers leaked through the veil, Alice Viel and Saber in the sports car also saw this person. The piercing sound of friction broke the silence in the mountains and forests, and the tires of the Mercedes slid on the asphalt road. A puff of white smoke.

The door of the Mercedes opened upwards like wings, Saber got out of the car first, and stared at Caster in front of her on guard.

Caster smiled at Saber, with an unknown reason, not the smile of a soldier who died generously, but an expression as if brothers who had been separated for many years reunited, a flawless smile shone on his face full of joy.

Just when Saber was confused, Caster made an even more puzzling move.

Caster bowed his head respectfully, knelt on the asphalt road like a courtier meeting the king and said:
"I've been waiting for a long time, Your Highness the Holy Maiden."

Saber was at a loss.

As King Arthur, it is natural that she has not been worshiped by others, but all those who worship her will always call her "King Arthur", not "Holy Maiden".

Then Irisviel, who got off the Mercedes, watched Caster quietly from behind Saber who was nervously on guard.

"Saber, do you know him?"

"No, I have no impression."

As if hearing Saber and Irisviel's whispers, Caster raised his head and said, "...Oh, how is this possible, have you forgotten me?"

Regarding his more rambunctious words, Saber's expression turned cold: "There is nothing to forget, this is the first time we met, did you recognize the wrong person?"

"Oh, woo woo woo..."

Caster whimpered as if he was very sad, and grabbed his hair with both hands.The expression that had been very happy just now suddenly changed dramatically into an extremely embarrassed look, and the rapidity of the change can be called moody.

"It's me! I am Gilles de Rais, your most loyal servant forever! I have been praying for your resurrection and sincerely looking forward to such a miracle, = have been waiting to be able to meet you again The day I saw you, I came here for this purpose, Jeanne!"

"Gills de Rais...?"

This was the third servant who reported his real name in front of Saber and Irisviel. Although he didn't know what his intention was, Caster didn't look like he was lying.

But at this moment Saber just wanted to clear up the current misunderstanding.

"I don't know your name, nor have I heard the name Joan of Arc."

After hearing Saber's answer, Caster said even more confusedly: "Why... Could it be that you have forgotten everything? Have you forgotten everything about your life?"

Saber began to feel a little tired of this unclear situation, so she looked at Caster seriously and said:

"Since you have given your name, I will also tell you my real name out of knightly etiquette. My name is Arturia. Son of Uther Pendragon, King of Britain, this time I will take the name of Saber. The job agency is here."

Caster was still staring blankly at the girl in front of him with her chest out and proudly pronouncing her name, and then cried out after being stunned for a while.

"Ooooh! Whoaaaahhhh!!"

Caster screamed desperately while hammering the ground in disgrace.

"How sad and deplorable this is! Not only have you lost your memory, but you've even lost your mind? Damn. Damn! God, why are you so cruel to my beautiful maiden?"

"Enough trouble, it's too ugly." Saber reprimanded loudly, she felt a disgusting feeling completely different from fear, like being stared at by something disgusting, and the hairs stood on end.

Just when Caster was about to continue talking nonsense, a deep female voice came from above.

"Saber, back off."

Saber's passive skill Intuition was activated instantly, pulling Irisviel onto the hood of the sports car.

Before the two could stand still, they heard the sound of several sharp objects tearing through the air, destroying the ground in front of the vehicle beyond recognition, as if it had been blasted by a howitzer.

Among the rolled up smoke and sand, the queen in black tights stood up straight with a red spear in hand.

PS: The cover has been changed, hahahaha.

(End of this chapter)