When the topic of Ladysia came up, Jeanne's expression became cheerful.
"She's a very nice girl."
"Even if you don't say it, I know it. Although it's a bit reckless and reckless, for an ordinary girl to be able to give her body to you without hesitation, this courage is enough to make people look at her with admiration."
Shinji was generous in his praise for Jeanne's possession.
"In a sense, you are really alike. You received the revelation from the Lord and threw yourself into the battlefield. She heard your voice and came here resolutely."
"That's true now that you mention it, and we're all attracted by other things."
At this point, Joan of Arc couldn't help but laugh out loud.
What attracted Joan of Arc was undoubtedly the modern cuisine, transportation and various knowledge, especially mathematics, which she had never been exposed to.
It is not difficult to guess what attracted Leticia. The Holy Grail War, magic, and the unrealistic fantasy existence called Servants are all new things that ordinary people cannot access.
"Wait a moment, I'll call her out."
"Is this okay? With a stranger like me, at this time."
Although he could no longer remember what kind of personality this girl had, being alone with a strange man near midnight was not what a girl should do, especially one who came from a church school. Shinji put himself in Leticia's shoes.
"It's okay."
The girl responded, her voice was still the same, but obviously much weaker. Her appearance was still the same, but she looked a little more timid.
"I also want to help you and the Saint."
"Leticia?" Shinji blinked.
"Um, yes. You are right, I am...Ladysia."
Being stared at by a strange man, the girl clenched her fists nervously.
"It's our first meeting. It's a little strange to say this, but I'm glad to meet you."
Shinji tried his best to look kind and not to scare the girl in front of him.
"Me, me too, I'm glad to be able to talk to Mr. Shinji in this way, because before I was just watching."
"It's already a great thing to be able to watch it. The scene that was like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth could easily leave a psychological trauma on people."
A human who lives a normal life in the world is suddenly possessed by a saint one day, and is involved in a war over the Holy Grail. Although his consciousness is dormant inside and he does not need to fight in person, he sometimes inadvertently witnesses some unbearable cruel scenes.
In response to Shinji's exclamation, Ladysia showed a gentle smile that was slightly different from Jeanne's - although their faces were exactly the same, the atmosphere was obviously different.
"It's all right now. The Saint has always been very caring towards me. And everyone is very nice, Mr. Shinji, Ms. Altria, Ms. Reika, and little Jack... I don't know magic until now. I'm really a person who knows nothing."
The girl said as she clasped her hands together in a prayer position.
"If the Saint hadn't come, I would have lived in ignorance forever. However, I still learned all these things this way, and met heroes who would have only been praised in myths and legends."
"I'm not a hero. I hope I disappoint you."
"No, I don't." Leticia shook her head repeatedly, "Mr. Shinji is strong, handsome, and smart. He is no worse than those heroes."
"Haha, thank you for giving me such a high evaluation. But I know that I am still far behind them, really far behind."
Shinji narrowed his eyes, looking somewhat lonely. Seeing his expression, Leticia became very anxious.
"No, no, Mr. Shinji is really a very, very powerful person, because I have been watching, always, always-"
It was a truly dreamy time for Leticia.
Before that, her lifestyle was very simple and she felt suffocated every day.
Pray in the morning, pray at noon, pray at night, pray before meals, and pray before going to bed.
Friends in the dormitory often take a break. She didn't intend to blame them, but she also thought it would be better to relax. Although she thought so, she didn't know why she had no intention of doing so at all - maybe it was because she was afraid of things that would make her heart beat.
It was like every day spent in the deep sea. There was no great joy or sadness, just a plain life.
The college where she lived did not have any special features. Her friends complained that it was like a prison. On the other hand, since she was not completely cut off from the outside world, some people easily fell into depravity, while others regretted it.
In such an environment, people said it was amazing that she could still restrain herself so strictly.
He did not degenerate in his interactions with the outside world, nor did he transform this into excessive self-esteem.
For some reason, both teachers and friends always praise her.
Everyone says that this way of life is beautiful and this way of life is correct.
She could only accept these compliments with an ambiguous smile, but at the same time she was distressed in her heart - it was not the case at all.
She was just afraid of change.
She knew her character very well. She had no self-control at all, and her brakes had long been broken. Once she started running, she would just keep accelerating, with no way to slow down.
Even if there was a cliff in front of her, she would jump up directly. She would not stop until she fell into the abyss and died.
So she had no connection with the outside world, but she also didn't feel great joy in prison. After all, her parents were out there, and it was impossible to completely cut off contact.
She really couldn't reach the destination on both sides - she really wanted to say this to herself.
She didn't want to be associated with others and be tainted by the worldly atmosphere, making herself an extremely ordinary person. But at the same time, she didn't have the courage to devote herself to a world isolated from the outside world and dominated by taboos.
In general, she just didn't know what her goal was, and I couldn't find the path I should take. I just walked forward dazedly along the vaguely visible road, taking empty steps and feeling apprehensive.
Never mind, it doesn’t matter what happens now. She walked forward with a half-desperate mood.
No matter what was waiting for her on the road ahead. She didn't know anything anyway, and there was nothing she could do about it. Even if she fell into the secular world, even if she became a criminal, even if she wanted to regret it... she gave up everything with the excuse of "there was nothing she could do".
Just at this time—she had a dream and saw a road.
Joan of Arc asked her for help. With the knowledge inserted into her mind, she instantly understood and accepted everything.
Of course, she had fears. The fierce battle between heroes centered on the Holy Grail was definitely not something a mortal like her should participate in.
But in the end, she agreed and solemnly declined the persuasion of "as long as you stay asleep", and witnessed everything that happened through the vision of the saint.
She saw it all, from the magnificent battle scenes beyond imagination to the miserable scenes filled with disgust and nausea.
Perhaps it was because she was in a safe zone that she saw things that no one else could ever see, even if they spent their entire lives.
Heroes galloping on the battlefield, brave warriors smashing giant stone statues with mysterious weapons, magicians using strange spells, and even monsters that cannot be killed and large fortresses floating in the air.
As these legends became reality, she felt how insignificant, stupid and ignorant she was.
It is indeed the difference between heaven and earth. Just treat all this as a dream. When it is all over, you will return to your own world, return to your normal world, bury all the secrets in your heart, and it will be good to recall them when you have the chance. After all, that is not a world you can touch.
She thought so more than once, but every time she was about to make up her mind, that person would appear and tell her that the distance between the two worlds was not so far and there was still room for her here.
Although that person also possesses powers beyond common sense, he does not exude an atmosphere that is incompatible with the modern world like other heroes.
He can use the universal hitchhiking gesture to hail a car, and has received a complete modern education, so his way of speaking and handling things is not much different from that of ordinary people. He can get carried away, deliberately show off, and even get crazy and upset.
To be honest, compared to the Saint, he really has many shortcomings. But it is these shortcomings that make Leticia feel real, and her eyes are unconsciously attracted to him, and she can't help but want to cheer him up.
After all, civilian heroes and grassroots elites are always particularly favored by ordinary people.
When she saw that he was seriously injured, she became very anxious.
When she saw him cheer up, she was so happy again.
When she heard him drawing, she felt that she could do something for him. For the first time, she urged the Saint to come over and took the initiative to intervene in this world that did not belong to her.
Although she felt a little sorry for the dedicated and responsible Saint Lady, she really hoped that he could achieve the final victory.
"So, Mr. Shinji, you will be fine. Have confidence in yourself. I will do my best to help you."
Seeing Leticia like this, trying so hard to cheer him up, Shinji smiled a little more.
"How can you help me?"
"Well, I heard from Miss Lingxia that you were drawing the structure of the hanging garden."
Laetitia, who lacked confidence, took a deep breath and mustered up all her courage.
"I have some experience in drawing... well, I was watching the Saint when she came to the garden, and I think I can help!"
"Is that so? Then could you please draw a rough outline of the exterior and the route Jeanne took?"
"I will try my best."
"Okay, this is the momentum. Please help me check if there is any problem with my drawing..."
"Um!"
So the two of them moved the paper and pen on the desk to the coffee table, each taking one side, and began to work late into the night.
Outside the half-open door, Fiore watched the scene quietly, her expression changing several times, and finally turned into an imperceptible sigh, and left quietly.
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It's not just Shinji who's been working so hard without sleeping, there are also enemies he has to defeat.
Due to two consecutive illusion collapses, the palace that originally stored the Holy Grail could no longer be used. Semiramis, the master of the garden, temporarily opened a new altar.
Although it was opened temporarily, the altar still retains the usual grandeur and luxury of the garden.
The altar and the surrounding space are distorted and isolated by magic, creating a sense of endless vastness.
Although it looks like a basin as a whole, the center is the only flat area. Walking down the wide steps made of baked bricks to the center, you can see the stolen Fuyuki Holy Grail floating there.
The figure that released a bluish-white glow looked like the moon that was summoned into this space.
But what is even more amazing is the ceiling of the altar.
The ceiling is made of transparent crystal, and the top of the crystal is filled with "water".
It was an inverted lake, with water lilies blooming in all colors of blue, red, yellow, and more—like a rainbow sky.
This is a wonder that can only be achieved in the "Vanity Sky Courtyard" with a "reverse concept", where water flows high and people go low.
Unfortunately, this fantastic beauty was completely destroyed by the owner of the altar, a white-haired boy in a monastic robe.
The space outside the altar is covered with large areas of black, as if it were the ashes left after a raging fire, or a dark and bizarre abstract work.
As the young man on the altar moved, the blackened ground began to bulge irregularly, like bubbles, or as if something was gathering and rolling in the darkness.
Soon, these black bulges gathered together, growing larger and higher, and finally took on black human shapes.
Except for the overall color, these figures are almost the same as real people, whether it is the details of the clothes or the facial features, they are well restored. The only difference is that the figures are still figures, and their faces are dead and lifeless.
The last figure was completed. The boy collected the red and blue magic on his arms, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Good, that's it."
"Using the souls of the servants contained in the Holy Grail as the base, I use my Noble Phantasm to connect and awaken their spiritual bases, and finally use the illusory properties of the garden to create the 'Shadow Servant';."
"Although the principle is different from the original, the performance is the same. Of course, it also has the disadvantages of limited IQ and Noble Phantasm."
"However, even if the Noble Phantasm is restricted, the strength of these Shadow Servants is still strong. After all, this is the largest Holy Grail War in the Middle East, and the five Servants participating in the war are all top-notch."
"It's up to you now - Shadow Archer Arash, Shadow Lancer Romulus, Shadow Caster Hohenheim, Shadow Assassin Yanqing, and Shadow Berserker Beowulf."
"Don't think that if I give away all my cards, there will be no cards left to play. Using the existing deck is only second-rate after all. Being able to print your own cards is the king. I am the legendary card king! - The so-called difference in the number of people did not exist from the beginning, hahahahaha!!!"
PS: Shinji is indeed going to defeat Shirou.
PS2: This is the only chapter for today.