"Welco back!"
When Fang Zheng and the others returned to the castle, the first to greet them was the "how can soone so cute be a girl" Black RIDER, Astolfo. He bounded towards Fang Zheng with sparkling eyes, beaming with radiance.
"You guys are really incredible, I didn’t expect you to take care of SABER so quickly! Hey, how did you do it? Who was Red SABER? What Noble Phantasm did they use? Tell , tell !"
"Hmm..."
Upon hearing RIDER’s questions, Fang Zheng pondered for a mont, then began to speak.
"Red SABER, he’s a really tough opponent,"
"Mhm."
"He’s eight feet tall, and his waist is also eight feet round."
"Mhm...wait, isn’t that square?"
"Square? Fine, square. I’m telling you, he even has an octagonal shape. As for his swordsmanship? Known as the unrivaled Nine Swords of Dugu! When he swings that sword, within a hundred miles, every person, animal, shrimp, and flea is annihilated, you know?"
"Wow...!"
Listening to Fang Zheng, Astolfo was utterly thrilled, while those behind him showed complex expressions — Illya was dumbstruck, at a loss for words, and Little Hei was covering her mouth, giggling. Yoshino looked confusedly between Fang Zheng and Astolfo, puzzled. As for Kurumi, she continued to smile elegantly, remaining silent and amused.
Fang Zheng continued, using hand gestures to describe their battle to RIDER.
"This battle was awe-inspiring, you have no idea. The Golden Lion King... no, Red SABER suddenly unleashed a Kongtong Sect’s mountain-crushing finale, Seven Wounds Palm. The so-called ’train one, harm seven,’ the power is infinite, the changes multifaceted..."
"Huh? Seven Wounds Palm? Wasn’t SABER supposed to use a sword?"
"Oh, let finish."
Fang Zheng waved his hand, cutting off Astolfo’s query.
"But my Servant is not to be trifled with. Faced with SABER’s attack, Zhang Wuji... no no no, ASSASSIN stayed calm, his palms rounded into shields, unleashing Universe Shifting Power, turning the Seven Wounds Fist’s strength into nothing!"
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"Ohhhhh!!"
"Then you would have seen my ASSASSIN combining defense and attack, shouting loudly, in an instant there were shadows galore, the field full of ASSASSIN’s figures. SABER couldn’t discern which one was the real ASSASSIN. He stomped his left foot, and yelled, ’Divine spirit, show your power!’ It turned out that at that mont, Red SABER had invoked a deity...!"
"...Ohhhhh!!"
As Fang Zheng explained, Astolfo clenched his fists, brimming with excitent. anwhile, Illya was blushing, her head lowered, and Little Hei was almost out of breath from laughing.
Yoshino glanced at Fang Zheng, who was fervently explaining to Astolfo, then tugged at Kurumi’s sleeve nearby.
"Sister Kurumi, is he really that amazing?"
"Hmm... just listen and believe, Yoshino... hehehe..."
"???"
While everyone behind Fang Zheng showed different expressions, Astolfo seed utterly captivated by Fang Zheng’s description, eagerly urging him to continue.
"So what happened next, what happened next?"
"Red SABER had many chances to strike, he indeed had plenty of opportunities to kill ASSASSIN, he could even make ASSASSIN unable to retaliate, but he deliberately missed those chances!"
"Why?"
"Because he always wanted to bet on sothing!"
"Bet? Bet on what?"
"Bet on whether he could avoid ASSASSIN’s attacking blade!"
"So ASSASSIN actually uses a dagger?"
"Exactly!"
As he spoke, Fang Zheng snapped his fingers.
"Of course he didn’t believe ’Little Yi Flying Dagger never misses.’ He doesn’t trust it——he trusts nothing, there’s nothing in this world he believes in."
"So, what was the result?"
"He lost."
At this point, Fang Zheng lifted his head and looked at the ceiling, sighing deeply.
"Life is inherently equal, especially in the face of death where everyone is equal, but so only realize this truth at the very end."
While speaking, Fang Zheng patted Astolfo on the shoulder.
"Alright, that’s it, that’s the whole process of our battle against Red SABER. Now, we too are exhausted and will take so rest."
"Thanks a lot, haha, now I have good news to tell MASTER."
Having listened to Fang Zheng’s story, Astolfo seed fully satisfied and nodded, then quickly turned and left. Seeing the problem tricked away, Fang Zheng also sighed in relief and then wiped the sweat beads on his forehead —— no matter what, storytelling is indeed a physically demanding task.
"It truly was a thrilling fight."
Just then, Fiore appeared from the other side of the corridor. She was in a wheelchair, smiling at Fang Zheng —— as for what exactly she was smiling at, Fang Zheng had no idea.
"You’ve worked hard, Mr. Fang Zheng."
"Don’t ntion it, Miss Fiore, after all, this is the Holy Grail War, and it’s what I should be doing."
"Even so, you have greatly increased our chances of victory, haven’t you? Red SABER is tough to deal with. If we had encountered him on the battlefield, there might have been more losses. Here, on behalf of the World Tree of a Thousand Realms, I thank you. And..."
At this point, Fiore’s face turned slightly red as she shyly lowered her head and fidgeted with her fingers.
"Um... if you have ti, could you join for tea this afternoon?"
What was this about?
Facing Fiore’s invitation, Fang Zheng was startled. He admitted this young lady was quite interesting, but they had no interaction aside from that one conversation. So why would she want to invite him for tea now? She wouldn’t be foolish enough to think she could extract information from him, would she?
"So, I’m taking them back now, Mr. Fang Zheng."
Before Fang Zheng could respond, Kurumi smiled and spoke up. She gave Fang Zheng a slight smile and then took Yoshino by the hand, leading the other three children like a big sister back to the other side of the corridor. Watching Kurumi’s disappearing figure, Fang Zheng just shrugged and then turned to look at Fiore again.
"Of course, no problem."
"Then, please co with ."
As she spoke, Fiore turned her wheelchair toward the other side. Fang Zheng casually stepped forward to take hold of her wheelchair.
"If you don’t mind, let do it."
"Thank you, Mr. Fang Zheng."
Fiore did not object to Fang Zheng’s offer, so under her guidance, he pushed the wheelchair toward the garden on the side of the castle.
"But honestly, I never expected Miss Fiore to invite for tea."
As they made their way to the courtyard, Fang Zheng casually remarked, scanning the surroundings. He didn’t see ARCHER anywhere, but he knew his Servant must be watching everything covertly. Considering she chose to stay spiritualized instead of showing herself, there must be so private matter she wants to discuss with him. But what exactly does she want to talk about?
According to the Dice of Fate, his identity was supposed to be a magician from a magical family allied with the World Tree of a Thousand Realms. Could there be so secret involved?
"Hmm..."
At Fang Zheng’s inquiry, Fiore nodded vaguely.
"I want to know more about you, Mr. Fang Zheng. Although Uncle Danik has already made promises to you, Uncle Danik also said that I should make my own decisions..."
"Promises? What promises?"
"Ah, you don’t know yet?"
Hearing Fang Zheng’s question, Fiore lifted her head like a startled cat and quickly waved her hands.
"Well, if that’s the case, let’s pretend I never said anything, sorry, Mr. Fang Zheng... ah."
While speaking, the two had arrived at the courtyard. However, to their surprise, when they reached their destination, they discovered a figure already sitting there, drinking and enjoying the scenery before him.
It was Danik’s Servant —— Vlad III.
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