Chiron, who was standing on the balcony, saw Li Shuwen holding a long spear and Lancer also holding a long spear at a glance.
'Isn't that Assassin and his master? What are they doing?'
Chiron and the others already knew about Assassin's true identity. He was a famous Bajiquan from the Republic of China era, who was said to have reached a non-human state with just his Bajiquan skills. Even the Clock Tower didn't want to provoke the other party.
After he died and became a heroic spirit, he would probably be even more terrifying.
And the fact that the other party could use a spear was also not unexpected, after all, the other party's nickname was 'Unrivaled Steel Fist, Divine Spear Li Shuwen'. According to Darnic's speculation, the other party's Noble Phantasm should be 'Unrivaled Blow', but there was still that question. What were he and his master doing with spears?
Chiron was best at archery, but he was also proficient in spearmanship, otherwise, he would not have been able to teach a disciple like Achilles. So he could tell that Assassin was teaching his master how to use a spear.
'Even if it's to practice before the battle, they shouldn't be teaching this, right? Shouldn't Bajiquan be more suitable for crash courses?'
With this doubt, he continued to watch, but then he felt a bit unwell.
'Impossible! He shouldn't have understood the spearmanship that Assassin was teaching at the very beginning, but he can basically imitate it after just watching it once...'
Although it was just a 'stance' and not a real combat move, even he could not have completely imitated it after the first try.
'What a terrifying talent. If I were to teach him...'
He had only thought halfway before he shook his head.
'No! What am I thinking! This is not the time for my teacher's habit to flare up. Although we are fighting alongside the 'Red Faction' as the 'Black Faction' now, once one side retreats, fighting each other is inevitable. Strengthening an enemy is a reckless move.'
After getting rid of his 'teacher's habit', Chiron finally remembered that his own master seemed to be watching too? But she shouldn't be able to understand, right?
"Master?"
This time his voice was a little louder, and Fiore was finally startled awake.
"Archer? Is there something?"
Although she already knew the other party's true name, for the sake of safety, according to Darnic's instructions, it was best to call her servant by their class even in private. A good girl like Fiore naturally wouldn't disobey.
"No, it's nothing. I was just a little curious. Master, why are you so concerned about Assassin's master?"
Hearing Chiron's question, Fiore's face instantly turned red.
Although she had already made up her mind, she still felt a little shy when this matter was mentioned.
And on the other side, Chiron's expression also became a bit strange after seeing his master's expression.
'My master's luck is really bad. Not only her brother but even her lover has joined the Holy Grail War.'
"Archer! You misunderstood! Lancer and I are just friends!"
Perhaps it was because Chiron's expression was too obvious, or perhaps it was her own reason, but she quickly explained, but perhaps feeling that something was wrong, she continued to explain.
"Mr. Lancer was not originally a magician from Yggdmillennia, but he was captured by Lancer before, and Patriarch Darnic asked me... asked me to... capture... him..."
Because she didn't know what words to use to be more subtle, her speech became intermittent and even a bit contradictory. An ordinary person would probably be confused and only think that she was saying grammatically incorrect sentences.
But Chiron, who was a 'Sage', easily extracted the clues from her words.
'So that man named Darnic wanted to win over Assassin's master? He does have that value, but...'
Although they both belonged to the 'Black Faction', Chiron cared more about his master's affairs, but just as he wanted to express his objection, he found that Fiore had unconsciously turned her gaze back to the area under the balcony. He was stunned and then showed a self-mocking smile.
'It's better if I don't get involved at this time.'
"Master, are you hungry? Would you like me to get you some breakfast?"
"Breakfast? Oh! Thank you! Archer!"
"You're welcome~"
Before leaving the room, Chiron took one last look at his master who was sitting on the balcony. After confirming that the other party's attention was still on the ground below, he also showed a helpless smile and then closed the door.
The order Fiore received was to 'capture Lancer', but both Darnic and Fiore herself forgot one thing——————Although Fiore was excellent in appearance, body, and upbringing, she had no experience in matters between men and women.
Not knowing how to 'capture' Lancer, the only thing she could do was to communicate with the other party more.
But often, during the conversation, she would quickly forget her 'mission'.
Not only were her legs unable to walk normally due to a problem with her magic circuits, but even if she had been normal, her childhood would not have been much better. As a 'genius' in the family, she had received a closed-off elite education since she was a child. The result of this was that she had basically no free time.
To her, the 'world of ordinary people' was more of just words and pictures in books.
And in her communication with Lancer, she learned about a new world.
If at first she was just awkwardly talking with Lancer about things that interested her, as their time together grew longer and she intentionally started asking about the 'outside world', their roles were temporarily reversed.
It was more of her asking and Lancer answering.
Although Lancer deliberately hid a lot of key and special things, relying on his knowledge of the world of ordinary people before his transmigration and his experience of traveling between various worlds after his transmigration, he could indeed be considered 'experienced'.
And in order to get information out of Fiore, he naturally didn't mind raising her favorability, let alone just telling stories.
Perhaps Lancer thought he was just telling stories to gain Fiore's trust, but what he didn't know was that his stories were like a new door opening for Fiore.
With the arrival of breakfast time, Lancer also temporarily stopped his movements. He stood shirtless on the open ground, wiping his body with a towel sent by a homunculus.
Looking at his muscles that seemed to be sparkling under the sunlight, Fiore's face also turned a little red.
'I wonder if I'll have another chance to hear Mr. Lancer stories in the future...'