A certain crossover anime's nuclear-powered sword immortal

Although her clothes were wet from the rain, Medea was a magician from the Age of Gods, so she naturally knew how to dry her clothes.

"Is this your home...?"

Medea looked around the room with curiosity at the simple yet cozy decor.

"Well, this is kind of our usual hangout. How about we grab something to eat?"

Shirou opened the refrigerator, took out a can of beer, and threw it at Medea.

Since it had already been thrown over, Medea couldn't refuse, so she quickly reached out and caught it.

"This is... a modern drink...?" Medea looked at the Japanese writing on it.

Each Servant acquires certain information upon arriving in the mortal world, and naturally, they will not encounter any language barriers.

Medea looked hesitantly at the slightly cold beer in her hand.

But after thinking about it carefully, she didn't feel that this man had any reason to play tricks on her, so she just opened the bottle and started drinking.

"Mmm...it tastes so good...!" Medea's eyes lit up after taking a sip.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Saber is the best!

Meanwhile, Shirou had already turned on the kitchen light and started preparing a late-night snack.

Seeing the man bustling about, Medea felt a little dazed, as if it were all just a dream.

She suddenly felt a pang of anxiety and quickly took a few steps to the kitchen, where she leaned against the counter and watched Shirou cook.

"What's wrong?" Shirou sensed that she seemed to want to say something but hesitated, so he didn't stop what he was doing.

Since her face had already been seen, Medea did not put her hood back on.

The stunningly beautiful woman in the purple robe let out a soft breath, her eyes lowered.

"With your power, you don't need me as a Caster at all, do you? Besides..."

As she spoke, the woman's thin, bright purple lips trembled slightly.

"Moreover... not long ago I betrayed my original Master and even killed him... I... I had a terrible past, and the word 'rebellion' was branded on me. People called me a 'witch,' a rebellious 'witch'...!"

Past events resurfaced.

In her mind, Medea's emotions seemed somewhat agitated. Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her tear-streaked face looked like a pear blossom in the rain, as if she wanted to let the other person know how despicable she was to be so hysterical.

Knowing all this... do you still intend to accept me?

Medea's voice trembled as she stared intently at Shirou with her blue eyes.

She could already imagine the look of disgust on the man's face when he learned of her numerous misdeeds. He would probably see her as the most wicked 'witch' and drive her away, just like those other people.

However, instead of a reprimand, she received a soft laugh.

As if he had heard a joke, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Your name is Medea, and your true identity is the unfortunate princess of Colchis in Greek mythology."

Medea also saw Shirou's pale golden light at the same time. His eyes were full of divinity, and anyone who looked into them was involuntarily drawn in and could not look away.

The moment Medea was met with that gaze, she suddenly felt as if she had been completely seen through.

“I know everything about you. Your past, your measurements, your knowledge, I know everything about you.”

Upon hearing Shirou's answer, Medea's lips parted slightly, unable to hide her surprise.

Wait a minute, something about what he just said seems a bit off...

Medea's expression froze for a moment, then her cheeks suddenly flushed red.

Besides the aroma of food, a special atmosphere seemed to permeate the kitchen.

Just then, with a creak, the door to Shirou's bedroom opened.

"It smells so good, Shirou. Is it already morning?"

Saber's five senses are much more acute than those of ordinary people, so she can hear subtle sounds more easily. It seems she was woken up by the sounds from the kitchen.

The girl's golden hair was loose, and she was wearing Sakura's pajamas, which were slightly loose on her, highlighting her petite figure and making her look even cuter.

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Although Saber was somewhat resistant and shy about sleeping in Shirou's room for the first few days, Shirou didn't make any unnecessary movements, so Saber gradually got used to it.

Saber's clothes were a little messy from sleeping, and she glanced sleepily toward the kitchen.

"..." The first thing they saw was the woman in the purple robe.

"Who...who are you!?" Upon seeing a stranger, Saber's alertness instantly spiked, her drowsiness vanished in an instant, and she unhesitatingly materialized "Excalibur," which was wrapped in the 'Wind King Barrier'.

Her pajamas transformed into blue and white armor under the surge of magic.

Seeing the atmosphere becoming increasingly tense, Shirou quickly spoke up to dissuade them.

"Wait a minute, Saber, she's the guest I brought back!"

Upon hearing Shirou's voice, Saber finally calmed down a bit.

"Shirou, her aura is unusual; she's a very dangerous person!" Even though the atmosphere was no longer as tense as before, Saber remained vigilant.

"Wait a moment, let me explain after the late-night snack is ready."

Shirou first had Saber and Medea sit down at the dining table in the living room.

Upon hearing that there would even be late-night snacks, Saber felt as if she had opened the door to a new world, and her heart filled with excitement.

Upon hearing about late-night snacks, she actually felt a bit hungry.

……

While eating, Shirou told Saber about Medea.

"Hmm...so you mean, Shirou, you've added a Servant now?"

As she murmured this, Saber looked at Shirou with a somewhat puzzled expression.

"Why are you looking for other Servants, Shirou? Don't you trust my abilities?"

Upon hearing this, Shirou quickly shook his head.

"Of course not, my Saber is undoubtedly the best!"

"Even if it were Shirou, I wouldn't be happy if you suddenly said that," Saber said, turning her face away and speaking in a somewhat reluctant tone.

"Oh, is that so? I was just thinking about whether to make another midnight snack."

Upon hearing this, Saber froze, and after struggling for a few seconds, she couldn't help but speak up.

"Really...really?"

"of course."

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Saber's mood immediately improved.

Foodies are easy to please.

Shirou couldn't help but sigh.

"Although we have such plans, we haven't signed a contract yet."

As he said this, Shirou looked at Medea, who lowered her head when she was being stared at, her delicate, fairy-like ears blushing.

The events that followed being carried in a princess carry in the dense forest resurfaced uncontrollably in the woman's mind, causing her to lower her head even further.

If you could see her face, it would surely be an expression as lovely as that of a girl experiencing her first love.

……

Time flies, and soon the appointed day of the Holy Grail War will arrive.

There are probably less than two days left.

Karen Aldesia had no idea how many magicians in her city were drawn by the all-powerful wishing cup.

However, judging from my grandfather's increasingly busy figure, there must be a lot going on.

Although only about seven people will ultimately obtain Command Seals, everyone will want to try their luck before the day of the grand opening arrives.

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Under the cover of night, Karen stood at the church entrance, gazing at the bright moon.

Although she was not involved in the Holy Grail War and was in a very relaxed state, she still felt anxious and inexplicably expectant about that day.

Chapter Twenty-Six: The Nun's Call

"Your Highness Ordesia."

Suddenly, a cultivator walked over.

"Is there a problem?"

Karen looked at the monk with a somewhat distant expression.

Karen neither disliked nor particularly liked her colleagues; she simply maintained her usual social distance.

Ultimately, Kallen was not devout to the so-called gods she believed in. After her mother committed suicide and her father died mysteriously in the Holy Grail War, she no longer maintained any reverence for the gods.

Until now, all I've done is try to survive. I only became a clergyman because my grandfather and father were priests and I'm familiar with the profession.

"Priest Kotomine is waiting for you in the back hall." The monk maintained a respectful distance and bowed to Karen.

"Why is Grandfather looking for me at this time?"

Kallen had a vague feeling that it was very likely related to the upcoming Holy Grail War.

“The priest did not inform me that my task was merely to summon you,” the monk said, maintaining proper etiquette.

"I know, I'll be there right away."

Karen returned the greeting and then headed towards the back hall.

Crossing the empty hall, Karen stepped up the stairs and pushed open the door to the back hall.

"You came."

The old man sitting at his desk smiled kindly when he saw Karen arrive.

Then he stood up, holding a slightly bulging envelope and a key, and handed them to Karen.