I don't want to be a heroic spirit

"My Master."

Avisbronn's Master, Roger, should be considered the youngest Master in this Holy Grail War. He knows almost nothing about intrigue and has a rather innocent personality.

Moreover, Roger likes puppets very much, which makes him and Avisbronn very compatible. Roger even regards Avisbronn as his most respected teacher, and making puppets with him has become his favorite thing.

Avesbron's wish is to create the [Crown of Wisdom], while Roger's wish is to fulfill his teacher's wish. It is precisely this innocence that makes Avesbron, although he doesn't say it, actually like his master very much in his heart.

"I have a feeling that you like him very much."

Although she couldn't see Avisbronn's face, Altria still had this idea.

"Do you like it...? Perhaps." Avisbron's words were filled with mixed emotions, "But... I only have one obsession in my eyes: to complete the [Original Man, Adam]."

While the two were talking, Roger outside was still talking.

"Teacher! Why did you suddenly leave for so long? There are still many processes that require your wisdom."

"It seems our conversation can only end here. After all, it seems that you still have a lot of work to do." Artoria stood up with the help of the chair. "I'm sorry to disturb you for so long."

"No, I should be the one saying this." Avisbron also stood up and said, "Thank you for telling me so much."

Avisbronn spoke to Roger outside the door, and then asked when Artoria would leave. After all, he did not forget that Artoria was the Ruler and was only staying here temporarily, not joining the black camp.

"As for me, I should leave after dark today."

Hearing this, Avisbronn nodded. Perhaps he wanted to know more about the story of his other self, but if Altria left tonight, he might not be able to continue learning.

Altria walked towards the door, but suddenly stopped halfway.

"Oh, by the way, I have something else I want to tell you."

Altria turned her head and looked at Avisbronn quietly.

Avisbronn couldn't describe the look in his eyes, but when he was stared at by the other party, he straightened his back unconsciously, as if what the other party was going to say next was very important to him.

"Those were... what the Avisbronn I knew said to me before he disappeared... It was his confession as a sinner."

"He told me with a heavy heart ... that he had killed a child."

For some reason, Avisbronn felt a shock in his heart... because of what Altria said.

"He said that once summoned as a Servant, killing is inevitable. After all, the Holy Grail War is a sacrifice to satisfy the selfish desires of magicians. There's no way to prevent such a thing from happening. Someone who hadn't stained their hands in life stained their hands after becoming a Servant."

"However, he was the worst during that Holy Grail War."

"Avisbronn's great wish is to recreate the Original Man and create the Garden of Eden to save the suffering people."

"For this, he trampled on his own dignity and morality."

"He... killed his Master's child."

"Because this story happened to another version of himself, all he has are records. Ever since he was summoned, he has been unable to recall the child's face or name. He clearly committed such a brutal act, yet he can't recall a single thing."

"However, this record engraved within his spiritual foundations continued to torment him as a reality, making him clearly realize that he was ultimately the same kind as those magi who followed their own desires."

"Even though I thought it was the right decision at the time, this feeling of guilt still haunts me."

Chapter 188 Astolfo breaks into the room

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy.

Just like the sea surface pressed down by dark clouds, the heavy pressure on the shoulders would make ordinary people breathless.

Looking at the silent Avisbronn, Altria suddenly spoke.

"Sorry, I said some weird things."

It was as if sunlight was shining through the dark clouds. Although it was very weak, it made the atmosphere less heavy.

Artoria opened the door and met the eyes of a little boy standing outside.

Artoria seemed to have remembered something and whispered to the room, "Thank you for your hospitality. The black tea is delicious."

After saying that, Altria walked past Roger and walked away along the long corridor.

Roger stared at Altria's back for a long time, then looked away.

Although he was a little curious about the guest who could enter the teacher's room, Roger was more concerned about his teacher and the puppet. When he turned around, he saw Avisbronn who had just walked out of the room.

"Ah! Teacher! Teacher, you finally came out!"

Seeing his most admired teacher, Roger greeted him happily.

"Teacher, I have a few questions about the puppets. Could you please teach me?"

"of course."

Avisbronn's tone was as calm as water, as if what Artoria said just now had not affected him at all.

I have to say that the mask on his face is very convenient, making it impossible to judge his inner thoughts from his expression and eyes.

Roger had already learned from the other members of the black team that the person who had just left was the Ruler of the Holy Grail War, or King Arthur who had become a god.

But what does that have to do with him?

In Roger's opinion, the most powerful person must be his teacher, who can make so many powerful puppets. There is no one in the world more powerful than his teacher.

If someone praised Avisbronn, the happiest person would definitely be Roger, even happier than if someone praised Roger himself.

Roger's love for the puppet reminded Avisbronn of his past self.

He patiently answered every question Roger asked. Although Roger's questions were very naive to him, he still had great patience.

He raised his head and looked deeply in the direction where Altria left, as if he could still see her back emitting a faint glow.

“Ah… God…”

"Did you come to me because you heard my future self's confession?"

Avisbronn's voice was so soft that even Roger, who was following him, couldn't hear it clearly.

"Teacher, what did you say just now?"

"...No, it's nothing."

Very strange.

Even though Avisbronn was wearing a mask, Roger still felt that his teacher was weird.

I always feel that...the teacher's attitude towards me has become gentler.

I can only say that this combination is so compatible that even if Avisbronn is wearing a mask, Roger can still keenly feel the changes in the other party.

After leaving Avisbronn, Artoria went straight back to her room.

She put her hand on the door handle, and suddenly seemed to feel something. She maintained this position for several seconds and did not open the door immediately.

"……Ugh."

She sighed, but still exerted a little force with her hands and opened the door in front of her.

"Whoa!"

A very cute cry came from the room.

Astolfo raised his arms high as if he was being pointed at by a gun, with all his muscles tensed, but when he saw that the person coming was Altria, Astolfo breathed a sigh of relief.

"What? It's Ruler? Seriously, it's too scary for him to come in suddenly."

"I feel the need to remind you that this is my room...at least the room you arranged for me."

After entering, she closed the door and looked at the bed.

I saw a man... or boy? He was lying on the bed, seemingly asleep, though his breathing was a little rapid and his face looked pale.

Skinny... that's probably the way to describe it. Although this boy has many magic circuits in his body, his muscles are very small, as if he hasn't moved his body since birth.

This was normal, as the boy in front of him was one of the androids created as a magic battery.

The Yugdomilenia family excels in android technology. The androids they create can be roughly divided into three types according to their uses. One is responsible for guarding and fighting outside the castle or serving as cannon fodder, one is responsible for taking care of and serving others inside the castle, and the other is used as magic batteries to provide magic power for the Master and Servants.

Because the amount of magic power provided will also affect the ability of the servant. For example, Karna, who had fought with Artoria before, was said by Artoria to have tied his own hands and feet in battle. That was because if he fought with all his strength, the consumption of his Master would be terrifying. Just a few minutes of all-out fighting could drain his Master dry.

The Black servants don't need to worry about magic problems, because there are many androids here who can act as magic batteries, so that the Black servants can maximize their strength. This is also one of the Black's biggest advantages in this Holy Grail War.

Seeing Artoria looking at the android boy on the bed, Astolfo immediately stood up and said happily: "How is it? Do you care a lot? I care a lot! Let me tell you, he..."

"No, I don't care. I'm not interested in who he is or what you think."

Of course, Artoria knew the identity of the android boy on the bed. He was Sieg, the protagonist.

However, he has not yet been given the name Sieg, and is just an artificial human who has awakened the will to survive.

So, he escaped during the time he was chatting with Avisbronn? And was picked up by Astolfo who was passing by?

"Eh?"

Astolfo seemed to be shocked by Altria's "heartless" words, and after a brief moment of daze, he became a little panicked.

"No, no, no! Listen to me! This child is... uh..."

Astolfo opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"...You rescued him without even figuring out his identity?"

Artoria knew that there was a legend that Astolfo had his sanity taken away, so he always did some very inexplicable things.

Although she had known this for a long time, after actually getting along with him, Artoria still couldn't help but sigh.

"No way! I know his basic identity." Astolfo put his hands on his hips with a look of dissatisfaction. "When I met him, he was lying naked on the ground, begging for help. So at least I know that he is someone who needs to be saved."

Chapter 189 Black is under attack

"He escaped from beneath the castle. He was originally created as a mannequin for your Black side." Although she didn't know whether Astolfo was truly stupid or just pretending, it was most likely the former...but Altria still tried to explain to him, "People outside must be anxiously looking for him right now, and you brought him to my room?"

"Well, after all, if I leave it in my room, my Master will find it soon. Having such a persistent Master would give me a headache even if I lose my mind... Sometimes I hope that the Master will respect my privacy a little more."

Astolfo scratched his head, seemingly not understanding what Altria meant at all.

"Oh! I remember now!" Astolfo suddenly clenched his right fist and tapped his left palm, a look of sudden enlightenment on his face. "Just now, I seemed to see a lot of people hurrying around. I even encouraged them to work harder. They must be looking for this child, right? Hiss—they seemed to have said something about 'escaped androids' or something like that..."

You really don't know anything?

However, it does sound like something Astolfo would do.

Even though you don't know the other person's identity or background, you still extend a helping hand to them regardless of the consequences just because they sincerely ask for help.

It's stupid... but those who are in the abyss sometimes hope to meet such people.

But it's still stupid.

After all, the quagmire of this world is too deep, and this pure desire to help others will often hurt others instead.

It's not that this feeling is wrong... but it has no place in this complicated world.

"So, why did you bring him to my room?" Altria was a little curious. "Even if your own room isn't working, there are other people's rooms you can choose from. For example, Chiron's is very good. He can also give this person a full body check. If you want him to help hide this android, he probably won't refuse."

"Ah, Archer's place is pretty good... I'd like to ask him for help, too."

"So……"

"but!"

Astolfo jumped up, his shining eyes fixed on Altria's face.

"As expected, you're the most suitable, Ruler!"

"???"

"Because, Ruler, you are the King of Knights!" Astolfo excitedly circled around Altria. "The most ideal and noble king and knight, if you were the one, you would definitely help me, right?"

"Helping the weak, saving the suffering, and defending the good...isn't this what you've always done? Isn't this something super-remarkable?"

Altria always feels a little sorry for Astolfo... because she is destined to disappoint him.

"Sorry, I can't do that."

Just as Artoria expected, Astolfo froze.

"Wuhuh?"

"I am not the Knight King you know now. I am merely the Ruler of this Holy Grail War... I have my own responsibilities. At the very least, the treatment of this android is not something I can interfere with."

"But...but..." Astolfo tried to argue in disbelief, "We are heroes! No matter what ideals we hold or why we're here, we are all heroes! Isn't a hero supposed to save those who reach out to us for help?"