"Holy Sword...About the Holy Sword..."

Gray hesitated for a moment, then continued,

"The Holy Sword must have been arranged by you, Master, right?"

"Huh? This matter, um, yes, it was indeed arranged by me. Qingzi and I have been working on it for a long time, just to make it more similar, so you see no one has discovered the flaw at all."

Unexpectedly, Mikael admitted it without hesitation. Not only that, he also looked very proud.

"But why...?"

Gray lowered his head and subconsciously touched the holy sword pendant on his chest.

"There are so many reasons. I just did it if I wanted to. But judging from the results, everything was happy. I also gained a very interesting disciple."

"Hehehe, Chronic Gray, you are actually rated as interesting. It's really interesting~~"

Yade's voice rang out, talking cheerfully, showing his presence, but he was soon sanctioned again.

"Then this holy sword is not actually King Arthur's holy sword...?"

Suddenly Gray thought of this.

"It is indeed not the sword of King Arthur, but I have seen King Arthur's Sword of Victory. It should be right in appearance, and the one I made is much more powerful than the original one. It is still based on Gray

The weapon you tailor-made is the weapon that suits you best."

"Um……"

"You are Gray, not Artoria Pendragon. Even if you have similar blood and the same face, if you really hate this face, it is very simple to change it."

After hearing Mikael's words, Gray subconsciously touched her face. She really hated it and was very afraid of this face. She was afraid that the ancient hero would wake up from her body and she would disappear.

But now, she is no longer afraid because of the presence of Master.

Although she still hates her own face, because seeing this face reminds her of the unbearable past, she is also very lucky that after meeting her master, this face no longer looks so disgusting.

Just like Master said, I am Gray, and this fact will never change just because of a face.

Thinking of this, she shook her head gently.

She wanted to respond to the teacher's expectations and ran away in the face of a face. Such a cowardly act should have disappointed the teacher.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Many of the dishes tonight are oriental dishes. You should like them, Gray."

“Oriental cuisine?”

Gray nodded in understanding. She had never eaten oriental cuisine, but had only read in books that it was a mysterious country with countless delicacies.

“In short, it’s very worth looking forward to.”

Mikael touched Gray's head again and said with a smile, and the group of people walked towards the hall talking and laughing.

At this time, a drop of black dot slowly appeared on the blank canvas, which seemed so conspicuous, and then spread in other directions, changing into more colors.

——It looks like a flickering flame.
Chapter completed!