Chapter 436: Black Robe Smiles in Front of the Stage, Washes Hands and Makes Soup

Chapter 437: Laughing in front of the black robe, washing hands to make soup

The night is approaching dawn, and the villagers who got up early seem to have started a new day's work. Carrying the fainted Jeanne on their backs, Shuo Yue and the artificial man, who were walking slowly, arrived at a farmhouse in the village and asked the owner of the farmhouse to stay overnight.

"Did he fall on the road?"

The old man had just finished his morning work and was preparing to rest. When he saw Joan of Arc holding Shuo Yue in his arms, he said worriedly.

Is it because he recalled the old man Mackenzie in Fuyuki City and the time when he was young and struggling? A smile appeared on the young man's face, and he answered the old man's questions gently, making him feel at ease. The artificial man thought that the 'master' would use suggestion magic, but things went unexpectedly smoothly.

"Please come in. I just hope that the three of you will not dislike my humble house."

"No, I'm very grateful for allowing us to stay overnight, so how can I complain about it?"

The old man called himself Serxiu. He was born and raised in this village. He raised his child and sent him away. Then he continued to live in the fields here. He also said that this was an ordinary life with nothing special.

The android watched with envy as Shuo Yue negotiated with the old man, then walked up to the android and led her to the rest room.

"Even if your body is strengthened by the third method, you will still be tired after not sleeping all night. Okay, take a rest. I will wake you up before noon."

"Okay, Master."

Master... Shuo Yue raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything. He just motioned for her to rest and then led Jeanne out of the room.

He has no objection to titles such as master, but he can't help but sigh that he has one more title in this Holy Grail War...

"Master"

"Mr. Shuoyue."

"Ah, it's Shuo Yue's mother!"

"I've already said that mother is the address of women. No matter what, you should call me dad or brother..."

The young man's always calm expression would only become helpless when little Jack acted mischievously.

After a short rest, the old man went out to work again, and Shuo Yue happened to occupy the magpie's nest, where he openly activated the communication magic to communicate with Lingxia and others on the black side.

With the magical use of displacement and projection magic, the images of the Sixth Director Lingxia, Artoria, and Little Jack appeared in front of Shuo Yue. Perhaps it was because she was about to go to bed. Sixth Director Lingxia's hair was pulled back casually, and she was wearing a light green suspender nightgown. Her body was plump, her shoulders were half exposed, and her thin branches were bearing fruit.

The silver-haired little loli was laughing and playing on the bed; Dai Mao, who took off his hood, stood quietly by the bed, with a slight smile on his flawless face, and nodded to Shuo Yue.

"Lingxia, it's been several days, haven't you changed her habits?" Taking her eyes away from Lingxia, Shuo Yue rubbed her eyebrows and listened to little Jack's words: "One mother, two mothers, three mothers." A mother's cheers, her heart tired.

"You also know that little Jack is very stubborn in this regard." Lingxia smiled fondly, obviously happy to see the result, "I also told her about it, but the kid forgot all about it after a while. .

Sixth Director Lingxia could be natural, but Shuo Yue and Artoria would never miss the details in their words. The master and the slave looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Little Jack's true form is a collection of resentful spirits, which determines her dangerous inhuman nature, which is not only reflected in her ability to kill without any psychological burden, but is even more worrying mentally.

Is it difficult to correct a child’s name? No, this is a very easy thing.

But little Jack can't do this because the concept of 'dad' does not exist in her cognition.

The sixth director, Lingxia, has not yet realized that the relationship between them is abnormal, because little Jack is destined to be unable to 'grow up'. Even if Shuoyue promises that they can live together after the Holy Grail War, Lingxia and little Jack will not be able to be ordinary. Mother and daughter get along like that.

...We must find a way to solve this matter.

Keeping this thought deep in her heart, Shuo Yue briefly explained the current situation here. After mentioning that Zheng Ping ran to her, Shuo Yue clearly saw a guilty expression on Artoria's face.

As expected, you are stupid. Back then, you dared to let Diarmuid go for the sake of the morality of the knights. Now it is not surprising that Joan of Arc comes to find me.

Thinking of the story that happened in FZ, Shuo Yue smiled knowingly. He didn't realize that he was comparing himself to Kiritsugu. He just glanced at Daimao angrily and continued:

"In short, that's it for me. Then, let's continue the previous topic. My king, have you told Lingxia about it?"

What Shuo Yue mentioned was about conquering Mordred.

"Yeah." Artoria pursed her lips, still resisting a little, "But, I still don't think I can do it..."

"It all depends on human factors, let alone King, you don't want your relationship with Lord Mordred to continue like this, right?" Shuo Yue chuckled, "I will notify the red side, but as for you -"

"Shall I tell Danik?" Lingxia said.

"No." Shuo Yue shook her head, "This will make Danik think that the Osare family's intelligence network has penetrated Romania, which will not be conducive to your subsequent disguise."

Romania is the territory of Thousand World Trees. If Lingxia learns of the red side's movements earlier than they do, Danik, who is suspicious by nature, will never let Lingxia go.

"I do have an idea, but I have to aggrieve my king."

Hearing this, the hair on Artoria's head raised a question mark.

"What's the meaning?"

Faced with Daimao's question, Shuoyue smiled but didn't say anything. He just turned sideways so that the person on the other end of the communication could see the girl lying on the bed behind him.

"Wow, another Altria mother."

"Is this... Miss Jeanne?"

"Shuoyue, what's going on?!"

Lingxia and Altria widened their eyes in surprise, especially Altria, who couldn't believe it.

Didn't Jeanne say she was going to find Lord Shuoyue? Why did she suddenly climb onto his bed while looking for him!

The bad premonition of being robbed arose in her heart. Altria looked at Shuoyue fiercely and heard Shuoyue say:

"Jeanne had already consumed too much energy last night. When she found me, she had no strength left. I simply knocked her out and brought her here."

"I know the way... but why did you knock her out?"

"What are you talking about, Miss Altria, this is the Judge, she is an enemy to our blue team, right?"

Sixth Director Lingxia spoke up and took the lead in refuting Altria's words.

"As Lingxia said, although she looks similar to you, her position is very different, my king."

Said this, Shuoyue looked at Altria meaningfully, which made his hair cold.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic. My plan is this..."

After Altria exclaimed, refused, felt wronged, and agreed, Shuoyue ended the communication, turned his head to look at the saint who was sleeping on the bed with a frown on her face, and sneered after a long time.

"You are unlucky."

Skillfully picked up Jeanne, brought her to the restaurant, and bound her. Then, Shuoyue walked to the kitchen stove and started to get busy.

The morning light fell from the clean window lattice, illuminating the serious profile of the young man and the arc at the corner of his mouth.

Smiling in front of the black robe, washing hands to make soup.

The original sentence is "Three days in the kitchen, washing hands to make soup", of course, I changed it here.

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