I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"Ah...it hurts...no, it doesn't hurt at all, get up quickly, Caster, don't press me~!" The petite silver-haired girl said in a soft voice.

"That, I'm very sorry." Caster stood up quickly with his wand in hand.

Afterwards, the petite figure ignored the little face that became dirty after landing, trotted to Du Lin and said seriously: "Master, Joan Alter Santa Lily Lancer solemnly responds to the request to come and report! "

Youzhen had a confident expression on her face, obviously claiming to have trained countless times.

Then she looked around and sighed, "It's incredible, is this the singularity?"

Existing as a kind of mascot, she has neither the memory of the singularity nor the relevant sense of crisis. Even the so-called burning of human law, she only heard a few words from Chaldea.

Her expression didn't look like she was instigating a war at all, but more like she was here to give a gift, with only curiosity and amazement.

"Yes, this is the singularity. But you don't stay in Chaldea, why did you come here? Joan of Arc." Du Lin asked.

Youzhen said with great backbone: "Of course I am a follower. The little baby has rebelled recently and no longer needs my protection. As Santa Claus, it is not unreasonable not to have reindeer by his side."

The meaning of Youzhen's words can be simply translated as "Baby won't play with me anymore, I want to play with reindeer"

The girl version teacher on the other side also came forward, and said with a natural face: "Long time no see, Master~ lest you forget me, please allow me to introduce you again, Caster, Medea Lily..."

Invisible purple. Gas shroud... Is this some kind of threat?

"What's wrong? Master." Medea Lily looked puzzled. When she noticed the wounds on Du Lin's shoulders and wrists from Mordred and Fufu, she raised her cane: "Please let me Treat you."

The high-speed divine words were activated, and the magic power of the atmosphere was instantly condensed at the foot of her instant magic formation.

"Uh, this kind of injury is unnecessary." Du Lin waved his hand.

"That's right... it's enough to just smear on this wound." She seemed to realize it too, and smiled.

Then, she walked up to Du Lin, stuck out her tongue cutely, and wiped her saliva on Du Lin's body with her fingers.

Under the eyes of the naked eye, Du Lin's wound, which was already recovering automatically, quickly disappeared with the saliva.

"That's great, so I can't see the wound."

Du Lin: "..." Is it the superstitious folk remedy of the first disciple of the goddess of magic?

If this simple gesture meets the mature version of Medea, it will probably be very troublesome!

Taking a deep breath, Du Lin looked at Youzhen who was leaning into his arms, and Teacher Natural Hei on the other side... sighed helplessly.

"I probably understand what you mean by trouble."

Roman expressed his understanding Long Live: "Yes, if the Black Saintess were to appear, there would probably be a long quarrel. Moreover, the two Casters from different age groups are still two very distinctive stages, and I am afraid they will also cause trouble. "

"That's right..." Du Lin hummed, and rubbed his little head that was arching towards his arms.

Leaving aside young virginity, Medea Lily, as a spiritual base Caster just formed in the stage of leaving the temple, is also very good at recovering all of the Noble Phantasm "Mending All Flaws".

No, it would be better to say that many restrictions on this trip to the desert were due to the lack of Caster.

"Let Jill and Medea finish the matter at hand, come here quickly! I still have something here that needs help." Du Lin glanced vaguely at the girl version of the teacher who was naturally dumbfounded, and handed Osmandis to her... She probably would scream in terror.

"Okay, first summon the two in advance, and after they are ready, they will be summoned together."

"Well, let's do it like this!" Du Lin nodded.

Glancing at the two extra servants around him, Du Lin prevented Youzhen from falling down again and picked her up on his shoulders. The latter was very satisfied with the mount (reindeer), and pointed at the gecko crawling on the stone wall in front of him. Huh, sometimes I feel scared when I look at the centipede in the gap.

Her mission is probably only to protect some little ghosts in the village!

Du Lin lowered his voice: "Matthew, let's go back first!"

"Yes..." Matthew hesitated to speak, feeling very delicate.

Mr. Director's plan probably thought that this time would be like a grand call to start the Holy Grail War with a glorious and cool scene?

He cast a vague glance at Youzhen, but unfortunately, this is not possible.

After an hour, return to East Village.

After assigning houses to the two energetic girls, Du Lin and Matthew also returned to their respective houses to rest.

Skaha consciously gave up half of the room, and Dulin didn't think too much about the exhaustion of dragging all the way back from the desert, and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

This sleep is seven or eight hours...

When Du Lin woke up again, the person next to the bed had disappeared.

With the sound of gongs and drums outside, as well as the sound of spells and wrists from the amplification magic, it is a little bit sleepy.

When Du Lin walked out of the room, he saw a huge bonfire set up in the central square not far from the house.

Surrounded by the crowd, sitting and watching the speech on the stage, Arash, Matthew & Gudazi, Laidicia & Joan of Arc were listening, and Yuzao cat ran around happily in front of the bonfire with the children , Youzhen blended into the crowd without exception, and became a diehard among them who taught Yuzao not to play with fire.

"Are you awake?" Scatha silently appeared beside him.

Du Lin yawned: "Has the party already started?"

"Hmm. The chimera that Arash hunted tastes good, want me to get you some?" Skaha whispered.

"No need, I'll go up by myself!" Du Lin's eyes fell on the flushed woman who was illuminated by the fire.

Skaha sharply reminded: "That is Xuanzang Sanzang."

"I see."