In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

I was rejected again.

Scáthach felt her head buzzing.

She couldn't tell if it was because she had drunk too much or simply because she was resentful after being rejected.

But there is one thing the Queen of the Land of Shadows can be absolutely certain of at this moment.

That is, he still hasn't gotten Ian's consent.

What went wrong?

Is it because I'm not attractive to him?

No, this guy once said he was cute.

Does this guy dislike cute girls?

That's not right either. If he really disliked someone, he wouldn't be standing here right now.

In that case, it means this guy is simply not interested in the Holy Grail War, right?

Yes, that's the only possibility.

Hmm... If that's the case, things could get complicated.

Since there is no desire to achieve anything, there is naturally no so-called driving force.

Scáthach was genuinely unsure of what to do.

And at this moment——

Ian's slightly embarrassed voice came through.

"Misaye——"

"If possible, could you loosen your grip for a moment?"

"I think I should go out."

"..."

A lightning bolt flashed through Scáthach's mind.

The Queen of the Land of Shadows suddenly realized that she actually had a special way of solving the problem.

That is one's own gender.

Yes.

He can have no desire for the Holy Grail War.

but--

You can't possibly have no feelings for the opposite sex, can you?

Although the two approaches are fundamentally different in their problem-solving logic, they serve an equivalent purpose in the current situation.

Give it a try!

Scáthach convinced herself of this—after all, she had finally met someone who suited her tastes, and naturally she didn't want to give up easily.

"Not yet."

Meeting the man's gaze, Scáthach not only did not remove her hand from her groin, but instead applied even stronger pressure.

The wisdom of the Demon Realm is fully demonstrated at this moment.

"I need to use it again."

"You still need to use it?!"

“Hmm.” Scáthach nodded. “This is… my bargaining chip.”

As the Queen of the Land of Shadows spoke these words, she began to act according to her own ideas.

Under Ian's gaze, she gently pulled down the disguise on the other's massive member.

Upon witnessing the truth, Scáthach's throat twitched slightly.

"so big……"

Yes.

It was a visual impact far clearer than touching it; just one glance at it would be unforgettable.

Did I sleep with this thing under my pillow last night?! (Luan)

"Misayo!"

"Stop arguing!" Scáthach interrupted Ian, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Wait...wait until you've tried this before deciding whether to reject me!"

"..."

You realize that Misaya is making a desperate gamble.

She seems to believe that by taking this radical approach, she can make you her Holy Grail War partner.

You know that if you don't let her try, she will never give up.

【so--】

You no longer resisted her actions.

You decided to let the facts tell her the truth.

To be fair.

Scáthach didn't actually know the best way to take action.

As the Queen of the Land of Shadows, she never even considered such matters.

after all--

Just protecting that passage connecting the inside and outside of the world had already exhausted most of her energy.

However, a first time does not equate to poor performance.

Having witnessed countless events, she already had all sorts of countermeasures.

This is the wisdom of the Demon Realm, a treasure trove of knowledge.

Scáthach loosened her hand from covering her bra—at this moment, she no longer cared about privacy.

You have to make this guy have that kind of desire because of his own gender!

Fortunately, Scáthach soon discovered that it wasn't as difficult as she had imagined.

To be precise, she discovered experience that allowed her to apply it to other situations.

The gun handle feels hard to the touch;

And his things can also be transformed into something hard.

So--

If you treat it like a gun while it's still hard, it will definitely work well.

And this seemingly absurd idea is indeed plausible.

Scáthach cherishes every gun she owns—after all, in a sense, they all represent her potential to break free from her fate.

When this theory is applied in practice, it translates into a comfortable and gentle surface wiping.

Scáthach made an "O" shape with her hands and then moved them up and down—she could feel the gun in her hand getting warmer little by little.

This method allowed her to witness the second stage of the gun.

There's more to it than meets the eye!

Scáthach now felt even more confident.

The queen of the Shadow Kingdom completely broke free from her inner constraints and began to clean her guns with one hand and forge pellets with the other.

Such a fierce offensive quickly yielded results.

In the early morning, the bathroom was filled with the gushing flow of the fountain of life.

It was a breathtaking sight that left Scáthach completely stunned.

But she quickly recovered—after all, this was something that was bound to happen in the plan.

The Queen of the Shadow Kingdom gently pulled at the remaining trace with her own hand, then held it up and showed it to Ian.

"It seems alright, right?"

"if--"

"If you're willing to participate in the Holy Grail War with me, I'll do this kind of thing for you every day."

"Now you're willing, right?"

This is already a huge concession from Scáthach.

Before this, she had never made such a shameful promise to anyone.

however--

Ian's answer was still negative.

The man shook his head, giving his response.

"I'm sorry, Misaya."

"I still can't be your partner."

"..."

Ian's behavior made Scáthach realize that his actions were merely to prove that he wouldn't change his mind because of such provocation.

But this only fueled the Queen of the Land of Shadows' competitive spirit.

A simple invitation won't do;

Showing the significance of the Holy Grail War is also not acceptable;

This level of shameful behavior is still not enough;