FATE: Target of Grand Master

Upon hearing this, Xia Yan felt an urge to cover his face.

As expected, sword-like sexuality is not so easy to cure.

Musashi also sighed, but as a fellow swordsman and Iori's mentor in the other world, he had always been able to understand Iori's thoughts.

"Saber, will you accept Iori's challenge?" Musashi asked.

Wu Zun nodded.

"If we don't agree to this guy's request, he'll probably suffer for the rest of his life."

"Hey, Saber, don't talk to me like I'm a three-year-old," Iori retorted.

Is there a difference?

Wu Zun's words drew laughter from those around him.

And so, Xia Yan spent the next three days peacefully.

During this period, Princess Chiyo, as the sole survivor of the Tokugawa shogunate, had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of rebuilding Edo Castle and maintaining the shogunate's rule.

Therefore, Princess Chiyo accepted the intervention of the Tokugawa branch family and quickly relinquished some rights, thus reaching an agreement with the branch family.

As for why Chiyo-hime, who was left alone, did not fall into a completely passive position, it was naturally because she had made an agreement with Xia Yan and Zheng Chenggong long ago. Xia Yan demonstrated the overwhelming and terrifying strength of the Servant in front of several important figures of the branch family, and Zheng Chenggong also obtained the agreement that the Shogunate would send troops to assist the Ming Dynasty after the peaceful transition of the Shogunate.

While many people were busy going back and forth, Xia Yan was quite relaxed.

During this time, Cú Chulainn, who was itching to fight, approached Martial Venerable and Zhou Yu, and they fought several times in turn. Without using any Noble Phantasms, the results were always the same, with no clear winner.

As for Ibuki, according to Takeru, after bringing him and Iori back to Akasaka, he said he needed to restore his magic power and then left alone.

"Seriously, are all these male Servants thinking about is muscles? All they know is fighting and killing."

Euryale was lazily popping grapes from the plate into her mouth one by one.

Musashi, who was also sitting to the side eating fruit, did not respond after hearing this, because she had also fought each of the three Servants in private. Since Musashi had comprehended "Void", even without deliberately entering the state of "Void", the power of each move was higher than before. The other three Servants were slightly at a disadvantage without using their Noble Phantasms.

After finishing his attack, Musashi had no intention of humiliating the other three. He knew when to stop, which is why he wasn't targeted by Euryale.

"By the way, I haven't seen Xia Yan since this morning. Do you know where he went?"

Euryale seemed to be getting tired of eating grapes and wanted to go play with Xia Yan.

"I saw him and Miss Morgan fly west together early this morning."

Musashi recalled what he had seen that morning.

"Ugh, they must have gone on a secret date behind our backs! That damn Morgan, sneaking off again!"

Euryale pouted in dissatisfaction.

Meanwhile, Xia Yan and Morgan were in the air above China, looking down at the battle line where the Ming and Qing troops were facing off.

"Xia Yan, if you wish, I can destroy the entire northern military formation."

Morgan looked at Xia Yan, who had been standing there silently for a long time.

Xia Yan remained unresponsive.

Looking at the imposing military formation to the north below, Xia Yan sensed the meaning of the phrase "an inevitable trend."

As a "person from the future" who knows this history, Xia Yan is actually quite conflicted.

On the one hand, as a Han Chinese, he naturally supported Zheng Chenggong's Southern Ming more emotionally. On the other hand, compared with the Qing army in the north, the Southern Ming Dynasty in the south had established several emperors who fought their own battles. Even if they drove out the Qing army, these emperors would continue to fight among themselves, keeping the flames of war burning on the land of China.

As Morgan said, if he wanted, he could easily destroy the Qing army in the north, or even directly destroy the Qing Dynasty for the Southern Ming, but Xia Yan did not want to do so.

Firstly, such a subversion of history would mean that the Kangxi and Qianlong reigns of the Qing Dynasty would never come again, and it would be uncertain whether the Southern Ming, which had acquired Chinese territory, would be able to produce a wise ruler. Secondly, Morgan, who did this, and the person who ordered Morgan to do so, would have their hands stained with the blood of countless people.

Just as Morgan summoned his wand, preparing to make a decision for the hesitant Xia Yan, Xia Yan reached out and stopped Morgan.

"Let's go back."

"Going back already?"

Morgan was somewhat puzzled.

"Well, when I get back, I will tell Zheng Chenggong about the military deployment in the north. This can be considered as doing some help for the Han people."

"However, I don't think this intelligence alone will be enough to turn the tide for him," Morgan said.

"You're right, but that has nothing to do with us. Everything is predestined, so I won't worry about it."

"Okay, then we'll head back now."

Two figures immediately flew away from the land of China. Neither the Southern Ming soldiers nor the Qing soldiers on the ground noticed the two people in the sky who might have changed their fate.

By the time the two returned to Akasaka, it was already late.

After three days of rest and treatment by her younger brother, Tachibana Hibi, Iori has fully recovered. In order not to delay Xia Yan any longer, Iori and Takeru agreed to have another match tonight.

The duel between the two naturally attracted the attention of many Masters and Servants who participated in the Edo Rebellion, including Xia Yan and Zheng Chenggong.

To avoid disturbing the two, the audience was all gathered in Xia Yan's temporary military tent, where Morgan used magic to broadcast the event live.

"Just watching isn't fun enough. How about we have a contest to see who wins?" Cú Chulainn suggested. "I bet on Saber to win."

Zhou Yu laughed and said, "You've already covered the most likely options, so who would want to gamble with you?"

The subtext is that Zhou Yu also favors Wu Zun.

"That's not necessarily true. Actually, Iori is quite capable as well," Cú Chulainn retorted.

"Then why don't you bet on Iori to win?"

Zhou Yu persisted relentlessly.

"That's because Saber is very strong, you and I should know that better than anyone else."

Zhou Yu remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"And who do you think will win among the others?"

Musashi replied, "Although Saber is cute, as her master, I definitely have to support Iori."

huh~

Cú Chulainn whistled and gave a thumbs up.

"Musashi, you've got it. That's how the bet goes. Come on, everyone, let's share our opinions. There's nothing to lose anyway."

Seeing Cú Chulainn's enthusiasm, Zheng Chenggong said, "Archer and I agree. Although Iori is indeed very strong, his opponent is Saber."

"Uh-huh."

Cú Chulainn nodded, and the only ones who hadn't yet spoken were Xia Yan, Morgan, and Euryale.

"Tch, boring. What's the point of guessing if they're just fighting back and forth? I'm not guessing."

Euryale sat next to Xia Yan, her chin resting on her hands. If Xia Yan hadn't wanted to watch their fight, she would have definitely dragged him out for a walk.

Cú Chulainn skipped over the disappointing Euryale and turned his gaze to Xia Yan.

According to the original story, Iori was stabbed to death by the Martial Venerable, but in this trial, Iori had a record of defeating the Martial Venerable. Even if it was due to the immortality of the Heroic Spirit Swordsman, Iori's strength should have been honed.

After thinking for a moment, Xia Yan gave an answer that surprised everyone: "I guess it's a draw."