You're Telling Me This Is a Servant Status Panel? (cont.)

Speed: You still want to guess?

Magic: I really don't know.

Luck: Depends on your Counter Force and mood

Noble Phantasm: Stop looking, there's nothing there.

[Class Skills]: This part is not filled in.

[Skills possessed]: I don't know.

Tokiomi:? Am I seeing things? Why is this panel so annoying?

Honestly, Tokiomi is starting to wonder if he's dreaming.

This thing can be called Servant panel?

What do you think this whole bunch of stuff means?

Also, what does it mean to have luck based on Counter Force's mood?

Is this a joke?

"Uh, sorry, the Servant panel was outdated last time, so we didn't update it. Now it's bugged."

"It's alright, I'll fill it out again when I have time."

Mo Wang then spoke to Tokiomi with a serious expression.

"You can fill this in yourself?"

At this Tokiomi truly didn't understand.

So this Servant is something so casual?

"Huh? You didn't know? The Servant panel is something that everyone fills in themselves. Top-tier Servant all do it this way."

Mo Wang to talk nonsense about the Tokiomi with a straight face.

"What?"

Tokiomi stared blankly at Golden Gilgamesh.

Golden Gilgamesh:? He wanted to swear, but couldn't bring himself to do it.

Golden Gilgamesh can't very well say that he didn't fill in his own data panel, can he?

"He's just some nobody, yet he dares to say such things."

At this moment, Golden Gilgamesh simply looked coldly at Mo Wang and said...

"Well, Mo Wang?"

"It sounds like a China name. Was there such a hero in history?"

It's no wonder they didn't know the Tokiomi.

After all, the neighboring area has such a long history, and there are just too many famous and unknown people there.

In the world of the Moon, you can find a bunch of unknown Servant even in Japan. If you put them in the neighboring countries, there would be even more.

"Yeah, yeah, after all, the natives of Earth wouldn't know my name, Galaxy Bat Man."

However, Mo Wang sighed at this moment.

"Huh? Galaxy Bat Man?"

I'm even more confused about the Tokiomi now.

Is this title for real?

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't sound like a historical figure, does it?

"What do you mean! Who are you calling a native?!"

"I didn't mean anything by it."

"What exactly do you mean?!"

"Guess what I really mean?"

"Guess whether I'll guess or not!"

I don't care whether you guess or not!

Mo Wang and Golden Gilgamesh were arguing like children, and it was Tokiomi them crazy.

No, are all these so-called Servant really this annoying?!

"Stop, stop right there!"

At this point, Tokiomi finally couldn't take it anymore.

With the help of the Tokiomi, Mo Wang and Golden Gilgamesh stopped bickering.

However, judging from their eyes, it seems that neither of them has ever been convinced of the other's superiority.

I feel so tired right Tokiomi.

Although he didn't know who his daughter had summoned, it seemed that it was still inferior to his own Golden Gilgamesh.

He still sticks to his main strategy: just fawn over the King of Heroes to the death.

"Wow, you're pretty good."

Seeing her father's troubled expression, Rin's eyes Gilles de Rais up.

I won't go into anything else.

For Little Rin, seeing her serious father get embarrassed was already a very interesting thing.

"Of course! You just have to watch, girl. This time, I guarantee you'll win the championship! You can just sit back and relax and win."

Mo Wang continued to rub the other person's face, despite Rin's irritated expression.

I have to say, this guy has a really good feel for it.

Could I be the only one who has ever rubbed this girl's face?

"Seriously, why am I Assassin Class? There are so many classes, why did they choose this one for me?"

"Where did the original gymnastics champion go?"

Mo Wang glanced at Kirei Kotomine and, to the other's bewildered look, simply raised both of his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Kirei Kotomine was utterly bewildered by Mo Wang's strange behavior.

"No? That means the gymnastics king is gone?"

"It's a pity, I think the dark-skinned Hundred Faces is still quite good-looking."

As Mo Wang spoke, he also thought that being an assassin didn't seem so bad.

"Hmm, choosing me as Assassin Class, could it be that some Grand Master thinks I'm the one who best embodies his essence, so he gave me this class?"

"Hehehe, I feel like I can sense Old Deng's will."

Behind Mo Wang Mo Wang, there seemed to be a strange old man standing.

King Hassan:? Don't touch me! I don't want to work overtime!