Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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"Please review the official document."

Siduri handed Gilgamesh another stack of clay tablets.

To be honest, clay tablets are heavy and tiring to look at, but there's no other way.

"Look."

Siduri pointed to the clay tablet on the other side that had folded into a small divine tower and said:

"That pile was reviewed by me. You only need to review these that I picked out, so please review them anyway."

The priestess's words were soft and gentle. But Gilgamesh couldn't refute them no matter what.

"You need to hold the line at least until the Chaldea you mentioned arrives."

Gilgamesh understood Siduri's words perfectly well.

But to be honest, he was really tired and didn't want to work overtime...

"Alright, let's hold on a little longer. The king absolutely cannot fall before the people; he must convey his will to them."

—Let's try one more time.

Gilgamesh turned around and, with the steps of a shooting star, entered the temple.

Suddenly, a phantom green figure appeared next to where he had been standing.

—Don't be willful, Jill.

"Humph."

—I don’t need your instructions, but if you’re determined to help me anyway, then give me a little bit of motivation.

—It's too early to look for you now; I have more important things to do.

—Enkidu.

Gilgamesh sighed, his figure disappearing into the magnificent golden temple, his proud head buried in the mountain of mud tablets.

It seems this overwork-related fate will continue for a long time.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"—?!"

Altria Pendragon.

This knight king from Britain was experiencing an unprecedented shock for the first time.

This is the Chaldea Dining Hall, a mysterious place where Artoria and her friends gather. Every day, whether it's mealtime, dessert time, or late-night snack time... you can always find Artoria in the Chaldea Dining Hall.

Let me introduce you.

Fujimaru Ritsuka led the newly arrived original Artoria to the cafeteria.

With a whoosh, the metal electric door opened.

The Artorias gathered around the table all stared at Saber as she appeared at the door.

"This is Chaldea's dining hall. Everyone usually eats here. Recently, we haven't lacked food, so if you want anything to eat, just ask the kitchen. We have Western food, Chinese food, Japanese food... all kinds of cuisines."

"Oh, okay..."

Lan Dai nodded blankly.

"This is Artoria Pendragon Lily."

Fujimaru Ritsuka approached the girl, who was as white as a lotus flower, and introduced her: "This is Ms. Artoria, who just drew her sword and is still on her pilgrimage."

Lily saw her grown-up self and smiled shyly.

"Hello, I am just a newly trained apprentice knight... so please take good care of me in the future."

"Um, okay, please give me your guidance."

Lan Dai nodded blankly.

How to put it? When your past self appears before you, there's always an incredible and wonderful feeling.

"This is Artoria Pendragon Alter."

Fujimaru Ritsuka moved to Alter's side and began to introduce her.

"Alter...?"

The ahoge (cowlick) on Lan Dai's head trembled and turned into a question mark.

"It's the possibility that Artoria might be corrupted or become a tyrant. Most Servants possess their own Alter attribute."

Artoria nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Blackie glanced at Blueie, then snorted coldly. She didn't say anything, just kept eating her hamburger.

"And this one, Artoria Caster. A magician from the Fairy Kingdom, skilled in close combat using a wand."

"Wand, melee combat?"

Artoria's ahoge (cowlick) has returned to its original shape.

"You idiot Master! What do you mean by 'proficient in wand melee'? This is legitimate Merlin magic!"

"Cast said, his face flushed."

"Merlin..."

Artoria finally felt a sense of resonance.

—That's it!

Merlin is like that.

Of these people, it's definitely Miss Artoria, who uses a magic wand, who is most similar to her in personality!

(Actually, they are completely different).

However, I never expected that Chaldea would have so many "selves". It's really shocking. I feel like I could form a whole table of Knights of the Round Table.

"Hello, I am Caster, Artoria Caster. I'm currently working at Chaldea (just sitting here), nice to meet you."

Artoria felt that the other person's personality was more cheerful than hers, so she could be considered a better kid, right?

“Originally, Miss X should have been there too, but she is still traveling in the universe. However, Miss Artoria, you must be careful not to reveal your Saber class in front of her.”

"Ah, X refers to—?"

Artoria was momentarily confused.

"Well, you'll know when you meet her."

Fujimaru Ritsuka clapped her hands. She looked around and realized that the cafeteria seemed to be missing one idiot.

Where is Xiao Mo?

Ritsuka asked.

"Hmm? You mean that rebellious son—"

Hei Dai raised an eyebrow and sneered: "He was playing video games until late last night, he probably hasn't woken up yet, really—he's a mess now, that guy."

"Xiao Mo?" Lan Dai frowned, looking puzzled.

"Heh, you'll be very surprised." Blackie still had a smirk on his face.

"—?"

Unaware of what was going on, Artoria found a seat and sat down.

—In that case, let's eat first; I'm starving.

at this time.

"Ah ha ah..."

Wearing only a white bra, Xiao Mo scratched the back of her head, her eyes still sleepy, and walked in with a carefree attitude.

She yawned and greeted him casually, "Ah, good morning, Master."

Then he sat down next to Blue Daisy: "Good morning, fathers."

"Morning? Ha—"

Hei Dai has the demeanor of a cold-hearted parent:

"The sun's already high in the sky, and he's still acting like a rebellious son, saying 'good morning' even at this hour."

"Well, what? Isn't Antarctica experiencing polar night or something? There shouldn't be much sun at this time of day."

Mordred complained.

"Who told you to talk back, you unfilial son?"

Hei Dai slammed his hand on the table. "All you ever do is learn from that Morgan guy instead of learning anything good..."

"Morgan? You unfilial son! You are—"

Artoria's ahoge (cowlick) instantly stood up straight!

"Eh?"

Mo glanced at Blue Saber, then looked at Artoria and the others, counted them on her fingers, and her mouth dropped open.

"Let me count, one, two, three, four..."

"You are...aren't you Father?! The normal Father!"

The rest of the Artorias: Aren't we normal?

All of Artoria's eyes turned to Mordred.

Especially Blue Dassault

This rebellious son who destroyed his own Britain...

I don't want to see her.

Blue is feeling down.

Chapter 255 is practically a clearance sale of Artoria.

"What's wrong? Why is Father looking at me like that?"

Xiao Mo asked in confusion. His bright blue eyes, just like his father's, were filled with bewilderment.

"Ha. Although I don't really care about your opinion of this rebellious son, you say that a king who doesn't understand people's hearts is normal? Humph, nonsense!"

Blackie's words were as cold as ice, and he chewed the hamburger in his mouth even more forcefully, like a lion tearing apart its prey.

"Artoria Pendragon only needs Alter!"

Blue Stare widened his eyes.

She had always felt that her dark-skinned appearance might make her difficult to get along with, and now it seemed that was indeed the case. The tense atmosphere from the very beginning made her instinctively wary.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Hmph, still haven't figured it out? You really are a fool who doesn't understand people's hearts. Compared to you, I am the truly popular king. In front of a king with perfect bloodline and noble rationality like me, there is absolutely no need for other Artorias to exist!"

Blackie gulped down the hamburger completely.

As the powerful Black Saber, she naturally considered herself the leader among the Artoria, and the rest of the Artoria were far inferior to her.

"What are you saying all of a sudden?! Speaking of Artoria, you're just someone I was born under certain special circumstances, aren't you?!"

"Blue Dai retorted, dissatisfied."

"Oh? So you're saying you agree with the rebellious son?" Blackie asked with a smirk.

"This……"

For a moment, Artoria was at a loss for words, seemingly caught between a rock and a hard place.

In any case, Artoria did not want to admit Mordred's rebellious words that had ruined her country, but doing so would only lead her into the trap of Saber's words.

What should I do?

Artoria wondered how she could refute this...

But all she saw was Hei Dai sneer, his icy dragon eyes looking at her with a half-smile.