I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 625: : This is not enough money at all

"A command spell?" Arturia whispered.

Originally, the importance of the Command Spell to the Master is self-evident. Not only can it command Heroic Spirits, but it itself is the crystallization of a huge magical power, possessing all kinds of magical abilities.

But so far.

Even the power of Heroic Spirits seems insignificant, and the power of Command Spells is even less worth mentioning.

Nevertheless, Arturia agreed, and decided to try her best to persuade Emiya Kiritsugu after returning home. Whether it can be achieved is another matter.

"I don't want to intervene in superfluous matters." Kanzaki Kaori said that he would not help easily.

Although her heart is not so cold, as a magician, especially a saint who has fought for a long time in the Church of Necessary Evil, she will not be too soft-hearted.

Now is the time to hide yourself, rashly participating in the battle, and it is easy to get yourself caught in the siege of the rest of the group.

Joan of Arc also cannot be forced.

The three people who met by chance, let's say goodbye.

Artoria looked up at the moonlight, and did not insist on going to Tohsaka's house to investigate, but went home.

Kanzaki Kaori is still collecting information while hiding himself as much as possible.

Only Joan of Arc is left standing, not knowing what to do.

"Anyway..."

She took out the money she worked for the past few days, calculated it, and added the tips from the guests, which was a considerable amount.

Enough to buy a lot of food.

Take these to sacrifice first.

Joan of Arc looked around, picked up a small stone, and began painting the badge on the spot.

But when it was only halfway through the painting, there were clear footsteps in the dim alley.

Joan of Arc stopped quickly.

It was a handsome young man wearing a white t-shirt. He didn't feel the breath of a Servant or a magician.

Ordinary people?

Joan of Arc noticed the gaze of the other party, and shrank the small stone behind her, and sighed in her heart, wearing such clothes and hiding in such a place and drawing strange patterns, just don't scare others.

"You don't have to draw anymore." The young man suddenly said.

"What?" Jeanne was taken aback.

"You won't get the gift after painting." The young man was naturally silent, his eyes were on the few pieces of paper money in Joan's hand, and he shook his head, "And this money is not enough at all."

The lowest price for a first-class can is almost 50,000 yen.

How can it be possible to earn money from working part-time for a few days.

Joan of Arc reacted and shrank back the palm of the hand holding the money.

"Are you...a person from another world?" No matter how she looked at it, she was just an ordinary person with a unique temperament.

"You can think so." Silent smiled. "However, what I said is true. Even if you finish drawing, you won't get a response, and you really don't have enough money."

"So...but why?" Joan couldn't help asking. "Why don't I get a response? Is it just because I don't have enough money?"

She still heard the meaning of the silent words.

It doesn't seem like it's all about the money.

"Only those with a strong will can get a response, that's why other masters and heroic spirits have this qualification." Silent had walked in front of her, staring at her with dark eyes, "Your heart There is no wish that must be fulfilled, Joan of Arc."

I don't know why, Joan looked at her own reflection in those eyes, and there was a feeling that the other party was very familiar with her.

Is it an illusion?

"Wish or something... Does hope for world peace count?" Joan of Arc deliberately used a slightly relaxed tone.

She feels a little dull.

Also know why, because the other party seems to know her well, and she knows nothing about this person.

"Of course, there are not a few people who have this hope." Silent chuckled, "However, you are just praying, and you don't plan to do anything for this wish, do you? In the concept, Heroic Spirits who already belong to the past and have no future should not interfere with the development of the present world.”

“…”

Joan of Arc can be sure, that feeling is not an illusion.

"I generally don't care about people who don't have a wish, but you are special." Silent nodded slightly and smiled, "How about walking with me, you have nothing to do right now, in return, I will Tell you how to find the caster, how?"

"Do you know where Caster is?" Joan's eyes widened slightly.

But the silence just laughs and doesn't speak.

After thinking for a while, she agreed.

"Yes, but I'll give it a try first."

"Please."

So Joan of Arc continued to paint the rest of the pattern, and as Silence said, there was no reaction.

She's a little frustrated when she's sure she's not wrong.

I really don't get a response.

Sure enough, it's because you don't have a wish you want to fulfill?

"Sorry, it's been a long wait." Joan walked to Silent's side, looked at him, and noticed something.

Too laid back.

With a smile in the calm, there is a white cat that seems to be sleeping on his shoulders, and there is no atmosphere in the war at all.

Be confident in yourself, or is your character just like that?

She looked at her and waited, but Silent never said anything.

"Excuse me..." Joan finally couldn't help but said, "You just said you knew about Caster, is that true?"

"Of course." Silent replied casually, not like he was looking for Joan, but as if Joan was looking for him.

Actually, it was said that Joan of Arc would accompany him, but the silence had no particular purpose.

It just happened to be here, and I just wanted to take a walk.

"How can I find the caster?" Jeanne took two steps forward~IndoMTL.com~ turned around, stood in front of the silence, and pleaded, "If you continue to delay, maybe it will happen again. If a child is killed, if you know how to find him, please let me know and I will give you a reasonable return."

"Even if I find it, the current you will not be the opponent's opponent." Silent looked at her, "You should already know that Caster is not only abusing and killing children, but also looting property, he has witnessed past the power of the gift."

"Please don't underestimate the ruler, Your Excellency."

Joan of Arc's amethyst eyes did not waver in the slightest.

It's her duty, no matter how good or bad she is, she always has to make a break.

"There are some wishes at this time, but it's not enough." Silent seemed to be a little curious and asked, "You think you are a heroic spirit with no future, a past existence, but you actually like it very much. Humans in this world, right? You are still very happy to be able to get along and talk to people for a short time in the Holy Grail War."

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