What happened between Shinji and Rokudo Reika
Actually, it's nothing. There is nothing you would expect. So what do you think? Are you disappointed
To be honest, Shinji was a little disappointed. If it was a different time and a different place, he might have killed Rokudo Reika right there. After all, this girl was pretty and had a nice body. In her previous life, she would have cost five or even six figures to get. With her rich experience, I believe most men would not refuse to have sex with such a beauty without having to take responsibility.
There are two main reasons why nothing happened:
First, his daughter, Jack, was there, sitting in the arms of the sixth director Reika. No matter how horny and lustful Shinji was, he would not do anything shameful in front of a child. He still had this bottom line.
Second, Shinji has more important things to do. Summoning Jack is just the completion of the assassin job, and it is the self-repair of the Holy Grail system for the bug. Shinji's purpose of coming to Japan has not been achieved. In this race against time, details such as personal desires must be put aside.
It took half an hour to briefly explain the situation to Reika, the Sixth Master, and let Jack understand what happened - when the Servants come to the world, they will get the knowledge given by the Holy Grail, but because Shinji occupies the spiritual base and spiritual tools, little Jack gets very little knowledge, and is confused about the current situation and has no understanding. Therefore, Shinji's explanation is particularly important.
Of course, Shinji only selectively told Little Jack a part of the situation. Little Jack had no job, low combat power, and no qualifications or necessity to participate in the war. She only needed to accompany her "mother" and enjoy the happy life she had never experienced in her life, and protect her "mother" within her ability. That was enough.
As for the rest, Shinji will be in charge of all matters related to the battle - women and children who are weak and helpless will not go to the battlefield, this is also his bottom line.
It is worth mentioning that Shinji's tricks to deceive little Jack did not escape the attention of Rokudo Reika, but this clever woman did not expose him in person. Instead, she sent her daughter away on the pretext of asking little Jack to help her find clothes, and then asked quietly.
Shinji did not hide anything from this seemingly ordinary woman, but in fact she had an abnormal mental structure. He told her everything he could, and he did not use any hint magic. This was his sincerity, and he hoped that Rokudo Reika would truly serve as his assistant.
And Rokudo Reika did not disappoint Shinji, she accepted Shinji's invitation without hesitation, became Lancer's possession, and went to Romania with Lancer and Jack. This was not only because of the life-saving grace and the promise to keep her and Jack well-fed for the rest of their lives, but also because her ethics and values were different from others.
After little Jack takes back his clothes as "Mom" requested, Shinji can finally start summoning the last servant of the black side, the servant that truly belongs to him. This time, Yustisa guarantees that there will be no problems.
"—Declare! You are my subordinate. I commit my fate to your sword."
As the spell was chanted and magic power flowed, the magic circle glowed, and everything was exactly the same as when Scathach was summoned.
The magic power rushing out from the earth veins shook the atmosphere, set off a violent wind pressure, stirred up dazzling lightning, and emitted bursts of thunderous sounds.
All of this is a call, a call for that which transcends time, transcends space, and condenses the faith of mankind and sublimates it into an eternal existence.
In this re-enactment of myth, in this reappearance of legend, in this crystallization of fantasy, heroes from ancient times to the present who have been engraved in the long river of time have come into the world.
As the chant was finished, Shinji's magic power boiled to the limit.
The thunder, lightning, and strong winds created a magnificent scene that made it impossible for Lingxia and little Jack, the sixth director, to open their eyes.
In the center of the vision, the summoning pattern shone brightly, and the passage in the magic circle finally connected to the other world.
In the depths of the surging sea of light, a silvery figure emerged.
Little Jack opened his mouth in surprise, and Liudao Lingxia was impressed by his majesty and murmured in ecstasy.
"Is this the Servant?"
Then, the heroic spirit descended.
There was light, not the light of technology, not the sunlight blocked by the curtains, nor the light of magic that had just dissipated. It was the light released by the presence that descended into the center of the room.
What kind of light is that? It is different from any other light in the world.
This light is so dazzling that it is beyond the reach of stars.
This light has a brilliance that the moon cannot possess.
This light is so bright that even the sun cannot match it.
Although this light shines on people's bodies, it illuminates their hearts, as if it condenses thousands of wishes.
This light, although confined to one room, exudes endless majesty.
As long as you see this light, your heart will be at peace no matter what the circumstances.
As long as this light remains, no matter how dark the times are, we will never lose hope.
This light came from a lance held by the silver knight.
The knight holding the Spear of Light is wrapped in silver-white armor. Beige tassels can be vaguely seen between the gaps in the armor, and the skirt armor is connected with a blue lining. It can be seen at a glance that this servant is a knight, and a heavy-armored knight.
The knight's head, like his body, was firmly protected by a full-face helmet, and other than a pair of emerald eyes, no other features could be seen. Such tight attire, coupled with the knight's ambiguous height of about 170cm, which was considered tall for a woman but short for a man, made it a luxury to identify his gender.
Fortunately, the sharp voice coming from under the mask solved the mystery.
"Servant Lancer, I have obeyed the summons. I ask you, are you my Master?"
The voice was sharp, clear, yet unquestionable, revealing an authority that was difficult to disobey.
Shinji was very familiar with this majesty. Scathach, Gilgamesh, and Vlad III all had this kind of majesty, looking down from a high position, looking down on all living beings.
This is the majesty of a king. At this moment, Shinji was certain that the servant he summoned was a king.
Who is this king? Shinji was filled with irrepressible curiosity.
Since he had not prepared the catalyst in advance, he had no idea which heroic spirit would respond to his call.
By the way, the person who gets along well with me is actually a king, and that gun is no ordinary treasure no matter how you look at it. This time I have won the jackpot. The European bloodline of the Matou family is really powerful.
Just as Shinji was immersed in joy, the Servant who responded to the call spoke again:
"I ask you, are you my Master?"
Wait, this voice, this way of speaking, and that fresh breath, why do I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before