The abundant magic power is like a pattern, fitting on Ding Xiaowan's originally slightly plain palace clothes, turning into a pattern with a light blue-purple glow, and fitting on the fabric. With the injection of magic power, it can be clearly felt
Ding Xiaowan's clothing styles are also changing.
No, rather, it has completely changed, right?
It is completely different from the palace clothes. It is a very modern style of clothes.
A bright red jacket with a white shirt underneath, jeans and sneakers underneath.
How should I put it, although it is a clothing combination that is difficult to evaluate, at least the modern style is very friendly.
"Ah! My clothes?!"
Ding Xiaowan said happily. Judging from her appearance, these must have been what she was wearing when she was in distress, right? Moreover, the joy in her voice suggested that she could finally put her own clothes back on and feel comfortable.
"and……"
She pressed her temples with slender fingers, showing a troubled expression, and closed her eyes, as if chewing on her own memories.
In fact, as the magic fragments returned to her body, her memories became much more vivid.
"Is it a Mimic Servant?"
Dr. Romani, who raised his head from the seafood pot with half a crab leg in his mouth, half explained and half asked.
By the way, you are still eating! Even hedonism has its time! It is understandable that Noelle restricts you from eating too luxurious things, but you are too...
"Mimic Servant...ah, yes, that's the name."
Ding Xiaowan smiled and nodded.
What comes back with the magic power is memory.
That was a certain Chinese chef.
He is not particularly famous in himself, but is spread throughout the world because of the famous book "Zhuangzi", and is considered by later generations to be a follower synonymous with famous chefs.
Due to his own limitations, he could not directly come to Chaldea in his original form.
In other words, considering Chaldea's current situation, he felt that Chaldea needed her as a modern person more than himself as an ancient person. So he took the initiative to merge with Ding Xiaowan to resemble a follower.
Identity, respond to the call of Chaldea.
However, it seems that because the fusion was too hasty, and what Qingji held was not the complete Holy Grail, but the fragments of the Holy Grail, Ding Xiaowan and his power were dispersed when summoning.
Thinking back on it, it is true that among the servants summoned by Elizabeth, there was one person whose level was clearly different from the others - well, he was the only sub-servant among the group of servants.
That power, along with Ding Xiaowan's memory, resides in the other servants who responded to Qing Ji's call to cook. This is the magic power that everyone noticed at the beginning.
As for why Wei Gong's personality changed drastically, it was because the part he accepted happened to be the part of Ding Xiaowan's memory.
What was she doing before coming?
Take a plane to prepare to go to the United States to participate in the show.
So, if you think about it normally, anyone will definitely be nervous before participating in a show for the first time, and keep thinking about what to do when they arrive at the scene, right? Especially that show, which has always been based on the Samsung Chef
Famous for his difficult attitude.
This worry, as well as the idea of the future in his mind, finally formed this specious enemy character, which was integrated into Emiya.
As for why it turned into a cooking competition, it was completely because the summoned Shakespeare was hindering it.
This person yelled that it was not dramatic enough, and then fed Qing Ji a lot of stories about princes and princesses who went through all kinds of hardships and finally got married... Hey, aren't you a playwright famous for the Four Tragedies!
Then he directly asked Kiyohime to think of holding a competition for Fujimaru Ritsuka to participate in person. Finally, Kiyohime stepped forward and used herself as the main dish to be the backbone of the box. Of course, I guess the moment they knew Kiyohime, everyone felt
That’s all there is to count.
"Uh-huh... This is my Holy Grail! This is the Holy Grail specially prepared for Lady Anzhen!"
The inherent barrier dissipated, and the familiar scenery of Chaldea returned to everyone's sight.
Qingji lay on the ground, hugging the golden fragments on the ground, with pity written all over her face.
This is an important prop that was originally used to make Anzhen-sama happy and bring her and Qing Ji to a successful ending.
Why just give it...
When she thought of this, Qingji's eyes became angry and she stared hard at Chiron's face, which made the Greek sage a little embarrassed, always feeling that he had done something wrong.
"It's okay, Kiyohime. I'm fine now. Thank you. You and Elizabeth are all thinking about me. Thank you."
Fujimaru Ritsuka knelt down and gently patted her back to comfort her.
"Really? Master Anzhen? Don't you think Qing Ji is useless?"
Qingji, with tears in her eyes, raised her head and looked directly at her with passionate eyes.
"Well! Of course not!"
"Great! Master Anzhen!!! Well, it's too late now, come on! Try it! The last! Let's have the main course!"
When Fujimaru Ritsuka came closer, Kiyohime grabbed her neck and pulled her into his arms.
"Ah ah ah, I knew it would unfold like this! Miss Qing Ji, please respect yourself!"
Matthew quickly stretched out his hand to stop the two of them, preventing the scene from becoming a situation where those under 18 years of age were not allowed to watch.
The scene was chaotic.
"What's going on? I observed a large number of magic reactions here in the control room... Oops, am I disturbing you? Oops, there are so many people, young people are really playing... You have to pay attention to it and stop it in moderation.
~But~but~stop~~~”
Da Vinci broke into the restaurant in person, and when he saw this scene, a playful smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Ah~ I sang until my throat was dry. Even though I am a tyrant emperor, I am surprisingly good at singing?"
"Hmm! Praise me more! This is the greatness of Rome! Hmm! I am impressed by you, and your enthusiasm is very good."
"Burn! My Honnōji!"
The trio from the previous Singularity Point were forcibly transported back to Chaldea due to the destruction of the Singularity Point. The three people who sang at the Singularity Point until their mouths were dry, naturally came to the kitchen to find something to eat.
Nobunaga had a guitar slung over his body, playing and singing at the same time. Surprisingly, he sang pretty well. He was completely different from the other two.
As soon as the three of them entered the kitchen, Nero's face was confused: "What are you doing! My master! And you! You don't have anything left with you!"
"Hey! I should have thought that you, a snake girl, would ambush here! Get away from my little deer boy!!"
"Burning! Burning with fire! The best! Honnoji Temple~"
Nobunaga, why are you still singing!
Chiron and Ding Xiaowan looked at each other. They were both servants who had just responded to the summons today. From each other's eyes, they both saw each other's helplessness and deep smiles.
"It seems that I was summoned by a wonderful place."
"Well, and it seems that I have caused you a lot of trouble."
"Although I am only a newcomer, I would like to ask for your guidance in the future."
"Well, please give me some advice."
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Andersen, who was watching with cold eyes, silently stared at Shakespeare who was in a feverish state of creation beside him. He was immersed in the artistic nonsense of adding the wonderful farce he saw... an artistic adaptation and writing it into a comedy.
"Forget it, this kind of nutritious comedy is acceptable once in a while."
So commented the little misanthropic fairy tale writer.