Anime Crossover: I Became a Simulator for Girls

“If you’ve defeated someone once, you can defeat them a second time. You can’t learn anything from someone weaker than yourself, Scáthach.” Chen Fang turned his back to Heracles and walked towards Ilya and Scáthach.

Behind him, Hercules, whose head had been pierced by an arrow, rested briefly.

He got up from the ground again.

The hole in his head caused by Chen Fang's magic was instantly restored to its original state.

Chen Fang is definitely envious of this skill.

With the power of being tempered into a god and having twelve lives every day, Chen Fang could find a super strong opponent and have them kill him eleven times a day. After three to fifteen days, his strength would be unstoppable.

But that's just wishful thinking.

Chen Fang's gaze remained fixed on Scáthach and Illya the entire time, while Hercules behind him was about to smash his giant axe toward Chen Fang's position.

Scáthach moved.

"To thrust, to pierce."

"The spear that pierces through death!"

A crimson light flashed by.

Before Chen Fang could react, the sound of the earth cracking came from behind him.

Hercules was struck by Scáthach's powerful anti-god spear and pinned to the ground, unable to move, thus losing his second life.

"...One strike!"

After a brief silence, Ilya's face showed an expression of utter surprise.

This was a great hero from the Age of Gods!

Although his strength as a Berserker is not as great as that of other classes in their current state.

But that's no excuse for being so easily defeated!

Ilya opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared intently in Scáthach's direction.

What is the origin of this Servant? How could he so easily kill the highly divine Heracles? But whoever he is, he must be an extraordinary being, the kind that could only exist in the Age of Gods.

Chen Fang looked at Scáthach and Ilya with a beaming smile.

Scáthach sighed slightly, but still chose to take action. After all, he was her Master, and she had to give him some basic respect.

It's not very complicated. Just shove the spear in, pull it out, and shove it in again, ten times in a row.

It sounds simple, but currently, only Scáthach can actually do it.

Chen Fang glanced at the somewhat flustered Ilya and smiled again.

"Ilya-chan, can we have a proper talk now?"

Chen Fang's voice was like a devil's whisper, causing Ilya's expression to darken.

"What do you want to talk about?"

“Of course, the Holy Grail,” Chen Fang said matter-of-factly.

As Chen Fang's simulation subject, Ilya is one of Chen Fang's most valuable assets...

"Is your way of 'chatting' to have your Servants kill my Berserker over and over again?" Ilya said coldly, clearly very dissatisfied with Chen Fang's so-called 'chatting'.

"Well, because he's an enemy. If he weren't an enemy, why would I bother fighting him?" Chen Fang said matter-of-factly.

While it's true that Ilya is a simulation subject, before that identity, Ilya's primary identity is Chen Fang's enemy.

Moreover, it's the kind of attack that immediately forces the Servant to kill.

If it were another Master here, they would definitely be turned into mincemeat if they were hit by that Berserker.

"Big brother, Illya will no longer be your enemy. Can you make your Servant stop?" Illya said to Chen Fang, her sweet and lovely face showing a pleading expression. This posture made Chen Fang feel like he was being cheated.

but,

Chen Fang pinched Ilya's cheeks with both hands, saying, "Ilya-chan, being cute can't put food on the table. If you want someone to grant your request, there's a price to pay."

Ilya's cheeks were pinched by Chen Fang

@$@Ya was unable to break free from Chen Fang's constraints.

He struggled to move his body, but Chen Fang firmly pressed his head down in front of him.

"No...don't...pinch...my...face...um..."

Chen Fang listened to Ilya's advice and loosened his grip a little.

"Ilya-chan, it's all because your face is too soft. You actually grabbed my hand and started pinching it."

Ilya: ......hetui

A scoundrel's hand was still poking Ilya's face, but knowing she couldn't escape, Ilya could only accept her fate.

...

On a high-rise building, Arash, now in spirit form, gradually revealed himself. He had once again been sent out by Rin Tohsaka, who was taking a break, to scout out the enemy's situation. He was out there sheltering from the wind and rain, while his Master was probably at home enjoying some red tea.

He was communicating with Rin Tohsaka using the communication channel unique to Servants and Masters.

"Master, I saw Chen Fangjun meeting with a woman in secret."

"By the way, Master, that girl is also a Master. Chen Fangjun won the battle against her Servant."

"Wait, the opponent can revive... Holy crap, Chen Fangjun's Servant killed her instantly."

"Master, Chen Fangjun has started pinching that girl's face, and he's smiling happily."

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Inside the Chen family compound,

Rin Tohsaka put down her teacup and listened to Arash's report, her anger rising instantly.

He kissed her just last night, and he went out to find other women first thing this morning?

Rin Tohsaka unconsciously tightened her grip on the teacup, her powerful strength crushing it into pieces without even using any enhancement magic.

"Arash, where is he?"

"They stopped and headed towards the outskirts, Master. Should I continue watching? What if they do something in the woods?" Arash asked somewhat nervously.

"What are you doing? Whatever you're doing, you'd better keep an eye on things!"

"It's nothing... okay, Master."

The great hero Arash is forced to open for business.

The all-seeing eye had been watching Chen Fang's location, which naturally couldn't escape Scáthach's extremely keen senses. She only glanced at Arash briefly, and a chill that went straight to the heart resounded in Arash's mind.

At this point, Chen Fang and Ilya had 'put aside their differences,' at least on the surface.

. . .

"Let's make this clear beforehand, I'm just taking you to see the Einzbern family, and you and your Servants will no longer attack Berserker, including me," Ilya said.

"Of course, you can always trust me," Chen Fang said, patting his chest.

He really wouldn't do anything to Ilya.

Even his trip to Einzbernburg was to help Ilya.

Although the Demon Walker's memories lacked knowledge of artificial humans, they did possess methods for transferring consciousness.

Illya's body is beyond saving. It was created specifically for the Holy Grail War. Even the creator didn't intend for Illya to live for more than a few years. Once the Holy Grail War ends, Illya will begin her death countdown.

In the original storyline, even though Shirou Emiya did everything in his power to save Illya, it only allowed Illya to live a few more years.

As the simulation subject for Chen Fang, Chen Fang wouldn't just let it go unchecked.

especially,

Ilya's luck has just reached the edge of the simulation. When others unlock their luck, it will exceed this simulation line by more or less. But Ilya just touched the line. As long as Chen Fang simulates it once, Ilya's luck will directly touch the red line.

Ultimately, he ended up with the same fate as Tomoya Aki.

This is something Chen Fang doesn't want to see.

"This is the Einzbern family's castle," Ilya said, pointing to an ancient castle in the distance.

As soon as Chen Fang stepped into the castle grounds, he felt a powerful suppressive force.

The stronger one is, the stronger the suppression one receives.

Ilya, on the other hand, looked on with amusement and said directly, "You have entered the Einzbern family's barrier. The stronger the magician, the greater the suppression they will experience. But since I have agreed to your request, I will not go back on my word. I will just let you take a look and then leave."

"Mmm." Chen Fang stepped forward, pinched Ilya's cheek hard, and said in a very perfunctory manner.

This barrier only suppresses magic.

It didn't have much of an impact on Chen Fang's physical body.

Scáthach is just average; in terms of this level of suppression, she's not even as strong as the suppression she applies to herself.

P.S.: Please, kind folks, give me some free flowers and votes! I'm begging you, sob sob.