Shinji Matou at Your Service-Chapter 1028: Meat, Curry, Mapo Tofu

Riesbyfe and Ciel were both users of the Holy Scriptures, around the same age, with similar fame and battle records, so it was inevitable that they would be compared. Recently, Ciel gained significant recognition in the West by defeating a large number of vampires, while Riesbyfei's Eastern region remained peaceful, causing a gap in their achievements.

Although neither of them cared about fame, over time, they gradually accepted reality. For Riesbyfe, a pure martial artist, this comparison became a source of motivation to push herself harder. As soon as Ciel suggested it, Riesbyfe's fighting spirit was ignited.

However, to someone as powerful as Riesbyfe, ordinary Dead Apostles were nothing more than third-rate minions. They were good for passing the time and lifting her mood, but not enough to be considered a main course. For her, the true main course was powerful, well-known Dead Apostles or historical heroes who had left their mark on humanity.

"If Roa shows up, make sure to call me back. If I miss that fight, I'll hate you both for life!"

The tall woman, taller than most men, swung her fist energetically.

"Got it, don't worry," Ciel chuckled, though a faint trace of sadness crept into her heart.

Perhaps in the eyes of the higher-ups in the Church, she and Riesbyfe were considered equals. But in Ciel's eyes, she felt unworthy of being compared toRiesbyfe. While Riesbyfe's heart remained pure, Ciel felt that hers had long since been tainted.

"It may not be long before you hear from us," Caren added.

"The Holy Grail War is progressing faster than I expected. In just a few days, two Servants have already been eliminated."

"Oh?"

Fiore's fingers trembled lightly.

"Which two?"

"Both Berserkers. Their true names and Masters' identities are unknown. So far, only two Masters have registered with the Church—one is the local overseer Tohsaka Rin, and the other is a magus sent by the Clock Tower, Atrum Galliasta. It seems the other Masters don't trust the Church, and the Spirit Board is very limited in the information it can obtain."

Despite the impressive name Spirit Board, its actual effectiveness was poor. It could only determine Servants' classes and whether they were alive by connecting to the leylines. Installing and removing it was also quite cumbersome. This was the reason Shinji hadn't bothered to take the Spirit Board with him back then.

Ciel wasn't bothered by this.

"It's fine. The magus don't trust us, and we don't trust them. It's been this way for years. We intended to act in secret from the start. The fewer people who seek us out, the easier it is for us to operate. If more people come to register, we'll have to trouble Miss Fiore again."

"No problem. Since I've agreed to help, I'll see it through to the end," Fiore nodded slightly.

To avoid revealing their identities and alerting Roa's faction, the plan was for Ciel and Caren to stay hidden for as long as possible. They wouldn't show themselves until they found the right opportunity to kill Roa. Until then, Fiore, an unknown wandering magus, would have to act on their behalf.

Of course, considering Fiore's saintly demeanor—one that even devout believers would envy—no one would suspect her disguise. After all, not everyone could naturally clasp their hands in prayer, with only the phrase "May the Lord bless you" missing.

"You're a born saint," Riesbyfe remarked once again upon seeing Fiore's posture. She then stood up from the bench and headed for the door.

"I should get going. The sooner I leave, the sooner I can complete my mission... Grrrr~~~~~"

The last sound didn't come from her mouth but from her stomach. Her gut was protesting.

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"Can I get something to eat before I leave? I won't have the strength to fight if I'm not full."

Riesbyfe turned her head awkwardly, her expression embarrassed.

Ciel burst into laughter.

"No one's stopping you from eating, and no one's rushing you to leave. If you help me fix these chairs, I'll go to the kitchen and cook."

"Sure, sure!"

Riesbyfe nodded eagerly.

Caren raised her hand and said, "Wait a minute. If I remember correctly, there are only two eggs and half a bag of flour left in the kitchen. That's not even a tenth of what Lady Riesbyfe consumes."

The stronger a person is, the more energy they need, and this energy can only be replenished through food. As a result, people with great strength tend to eat more and get hungry more often.

"Well, then I guess I'll have to hold off for a bit. I'll go buy some ingredients—what do you all want to eat?"

Fiore asked as she put down her backpack and gathered her mechanical arms.

"Meat," Riesbyfe said.

"Curry," Ciel added.

"Mapo tofu," Caren said.

"Those same three dishes again? Can't we have something different for a change?"

Even though she said that Fiore didn't wait for an answer. She turned and jogged out the door.

She already knew the answer. Since meeting these three unusual members of the Church, their food preferences hadn't changed at all. They ate the same dishes every day, every meal, and never got tired of them. No matter how much she tried to persuade them otherwise, their response was always the same: "You're right, but I just like this."

What else could Fiore do? She couldn't exactly cook a whole table of different dishes and force-feed them.

After locking the church doors behind her, Fiore, a magus who exuded both simplicity and sanctity, looked up at the sky. It was already filled with stars.

"It's this late already? I wonder if the shops in Japan are still open at this hour. What do you think?"

Her tone was strange as if she were talking to herself, yet it also seemed like she was asking someone.

A few seconds later, as if she'd heard something, she nodded.

"Hmm, hmm, I should be able to get some ingredients... To think you could even foresee this. Revelation is a convenient ability."

"..."

"Huh? Another Revelation? There's something unexpected in this direction? Okay, I got it."

With that, Fiore quickly walked down the hill, heading toward an old street below.

The old street wasn't particularly noteworthy—it was just a typical shopping street near a residential area, providing groceries and daily necessities to the locals. Since it was in the suburbs, the street was small, with only a handful of shops, many of which were already closed.

Fiore stopped in front of a relatively new fast-food restaurant. After hesitating for a moment, she pushed open the door and walked in.

"Ah, welcome!"

A standard greeting from the staff. The voice was sweet and had a pure, innocent quality to it, making it very pleasant to hear.

However, Fiore froze upon hearing it. When she looked up, her face filled with surprise and joy.

At the counter stood a young girl who matched the voice perfectly. She was around ten years old, wearing a floral dress, and had a sweet, innocent smile on her face as she wiped down a table.

Fiore tentatively called out to the girl, "Jack?"

The girl's movements stopped instantly. Her large, beautiful eyes focused on Fiore's face for a second. Then, she tossed the cleaning cloth aside and, with a joyful cheer, ran toward her.

"Fiore... Mommy!"