"Oh...? What does this mean?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was startled for a moment, and looked at each other with Mashu.
"You mean, the Holy Grail is in the hands of the Sun King?" Da Vinci's smile disappeared for a moment and he looked at Annuo seriously.
"Huh? Holy Grail? Huh? What's going on?" Nitocris seemed not to know about the Holy Grail. She looked at Anno and then at Da Vinci with some confusion.
"...I visited the Sun King's temple once before, and saw an unexpected sight there."
"However, there is no doubt that the Holy Grail should be in the hands of the Sun King." Annuo looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, "So, do you also want to go to the Holy Capital with me?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned and remained slightly silent.
Gritting her teeth, she wanted to speak, but An Nuo, who asked the question, stretched out her hand.
"Just keep your decision and determination in your heart." Annuo came over, knelt on one knee, looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka who was sitting on the ground, with a maybe kind smile on his face, and rubbed it gently
He glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka's orange-red hair and said, "I know you are a person who cares about bonds very much, Ritsuka, so I will ask about this decision, but you will never answer me."
"I will go on my own."
"And you, just pursue what you should pursue."
He stood up and walked to Artoria's side again.
"King, please forgive me for not being able to serve in front of the throne."
He lowered his head towards Artoria.
"It doesn't matter, you have more important things now."
"Go and stop that me."
Arturia had already finished a whole roasted dragon leg, and she smiled at Anno.
Although she is indeed Artoria and Anno is indeed Anno, King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table who are inseparable, they each know in their hearts that the "Arthur" Anno serves is not the one in front of them.
possibility.
But both of them are his kings, and he does have a more important mission.
"Then... I'll take my leave."
He stood up and walked towards the distance under the bright moon and the cold wind.
Fujimaru Ritsuka stood up involuntarily, looking at Annuo's leaving figure, feeling speechless for some reason.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he is really a man who can do what he says. Strong mobility is one of the important characteristics of a knight, right?" Da Vinci stood next to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"He was the benchmark for knights, until he died." Artoria said without saying much else.
"Indeed, he can be said to be the most standard knight. Even in my stories, many people refer to his image, such as Prince Charming and so on. I just don't know whether he rides a white horse or not." Andersen shrugged.
shrug.
"He changed horses several times in his life, and the one he rode most often was probably Chestnut." Arturia recalled.
"But speaking of white horses, Mr. Xiang An's Galloping Waves is a white horse." Matthew thought of the King of Northern Chu from the last singularity.
"Hey! Your Majesty's horse is not a white horse, but a serious green horse that gallops fast." Liao Ye corrected, his dragon's leg was not half chewed yet.
"A green horse that can turn from black to white, I have seen Turanchi when it was still black." Liao Ye pointed the dragon's leg and said matter-of-factly.
"... Ashimao?" Fujimaru Ritsuka muttered.
"What?" Liao Ye didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." Fujimaru Ritsuka shook her head and looked to the east. Annuo's figure had disappeared. He was moving very fast. Looking at the empty sand dunes, she felt empty for some reason.
It was Matthew who felt the same as her, or even more so. She felt like she wanted to rush forward and go with Annuo.
"So, let's go to the big temple next? Let me tell you in advance, that weak pharaoh had already ran away when Anno mentioned the Holy Grail." Leonardo da Vinci poked Fujimaru Ritsuka's arm.
"Huh? He ran away!?" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked around and found that Nitocris was nowhere to be found.
"It's so fast, I didn't notice it at all...Is it because of the Holy Grail?" Matthew was also surprised that the pharaoh who didn't look very smart could disappear quietly, but after thinking about it carefully, it was probably because of the Holy Grail.
Then I understood why she wanted to leave.
According to Anno's information, the Holy Grail is with the Sun King, and Chaldea is undoubtedly after the Holy Grail.
In other words, there is no doubt that Chaldea and the Egyptian Territory have a potentially hostile relationship.
If you don't run away, are you waiting to be caught and exchanged for the Holy Grail?
"...Our next target is the great temple of Ramses II." Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched his fists and took a deep breath.
The strong wind and yellow sand returned to this desert in an instant.
It seemed that the Pharaoh had no intention of showing mercy to these enemies.
"Hide on the back of the dune, and at dawn tomorrow... we'll set off."
Mr. Annuo, I hope you can complete your mission, and we have to act for our most fundamental goal...
...
"Still can't be contacted?"
Chaldea, Lawrence stood beside Roman with a frown on his face, looking at Roman who was constantly trying to communicate, and asked anxiously.
"...No, no matter how we try to communicate, we can't establish communication with Ritsuka and the others."
After another failed attempt, Roman lay slumped on the back of the seat and gritted his teeth.
In fact, it was not the first time that Ritsuka Fujimaru was unable to contact him at the singularity. The situation at the singularity was extremely complicated, and it would be impossible to communicate at any time. But every time this happened, Roman would
feel......
Powerless and self-blame.
"...I should go with you." Lawrence was still a little worried after all.
"Now we can't even locate it." Roman scratched his head vigorously, then lowered his head, shook his head and sighed.
"It's okay, just trust them." A chubby Chaldean employee stood next to him holding coffee and comforted the restless two.
"They have already passed six singular points including Fuyuki, so have some confidence in them." He patted Roman on the shoulder.
"...I know, Munir, I know everything." Roman pursed his lips, "I just feel...a little worried, just a little worried."
Lawrence stood nearby biting his nails, obviously the comfort had no effect.
"Would you like some coffee? I'll pour it for you." Munir had no choice but to point to the coffee machine over there.
"Thank you." Lawrence nodded slightly. I have to say that this kind of thing can really stimulate your nerves when you are haggard.
"No need, I've already drank a lot." Roman sighed and waved his hand.