Unlimited Ambition

Hmm, forget it. Those kinds of guys aren't even a threat. I need to raise their level to a dimensional level before I'll even feel the urge to take action.

At that moment, the girl wearing the blindfold also looked over, opened her mouth towards me, and finally asked, "Your Majesty, you are...you are..."

“It’s His Majesty Baldwin, woman,” Assassin chimed in from the side. After all, he was a veteran of several Holy Grail Wars—or rather, someone who had always been involved in them. So it wasn’t surprising that he recognized me.

"It's an honor to be on your side this time, Your Majesty. After all, this way we won't have to face your slaughter... it'll be easier for us too," Asa said with a forced smile. Indeed, that was true, because this guy was incredibly annoying, always the first to be killed in the previous Holy Grail Wars...

Chapter Fifteen: The More You Rest, the More Tired You Become

So now the situation in this Holy Grail War is clear: all the Servants—except for the Archers and Berserkers who have already perished—have been confirmed. Our side has four Servants in total. While their quality isn't great, they should be enough to hold out for a while.

"Alright then. Everyone disperse and go do whatever you need to do. I'm going to catch up on some sleep—and also, no fighting, or you'll be punished..." As I said this, I opened my subspace and vanished completely, leaving the Master and the Heroic Spirit staring at each other in bewilderment.

Inside the warp, I adjusted the rate of time flow to match that of this plane. However, perhaps because the previous play had been too intense, Ilya remained asleep several hours later. Perhaps because some liquid had splashed on her during last night's play, the naked Ilya, illuminated by the strange light from the warp, appeared exceptionally lewd. It was as if she were saying, "Big brother, come play with me!"

This is really...

I shook my head, then picked up Ilya, flicked my finger, and materialized a piece of subspace into an open-air hot spring. We both soaked in it. While holding Ilya's soft, yielding body, my lower body started to stir again. So, I take my desires very seriously. Therefore, I slightly lifted Ilya off me, changed her position, and then put her down again.

"Mmm, the size is just right to accommodate my member. This structure makes it feel like the male and female parts are perfectly matched. The world is truly incredible. To think they could even come up with convex and concave organs, these two amazing things. Mmm, it seems it's better to be alive." I thought to myself, swaying my hips. Soon after, Ilya woke up. She let out a beautiful moan and wrapped her arms around my neck, responding to my movements. After a whole night of training, Ilya could now perform various actions very well, even adjusting her movements based on the force of my slaps on her buttocks. So, no one is born knowing everything. The key is learning, and the key to learning is individualized instruction. Girls like Ilya need to be taught by example.

A little while later, as the slapping sounds grew louder, Ilya gradually woke up. After rubbing her eyes, her little face flushed, she lay on top of me and opened her mouth to bite my shoulder.

"You stupid idiot who feels pain."

Although at my level, pain was completely avoidable, I still took the opportunity to lightly tap Ilya on the head.

"So you know what pain is..."

After biting for a while, he couldn't even leave a tooth mark. So Ilya gave up on the idea. He looked at me with teary eyes and said this.

"Alright, alright, be good, Ilya is a good boy... stop making a fuss, okay?" I said to Ilya in the same tone I used to coax a child to take medicine.

“Idiot…so stupid…Wright is a big idiot.”

"If I'm an idiot, then you're a little idiot."

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Thus, in this very peaceful and harmonious conversation, a slight discordant note arose. Although Ilya's tone was quite complaining, he remained embracing me the entire time, letting me have sex with him. That remained unchanged. Therefore, any other form of resistance was insignificant. So, sex was the only thing that mattered; everything else was secondary.

So, after more than two hours of rest, Ilya actually lost even more strength. When she finally came out, although she was clean and her body had been healed by magic, her mind was still immersed in the state of their earlier lovemaking, and her legs were trembling so much she couldn't walk. In the end, I had to carry her out.

In the two hours I was away, the conflict between Rin Tohsaka and Sakura Baldwin had escalated to the point of near-fatal. The Assassins and the cavalrymen were on Sakura's side. Meanwhile, the sorceress Medea, for some reason, sided with Rin. The two sides were clearly divided, splitting the room in two along the central axis. Both sides were trying to kill each other with their eyes—except, of course, for the cavalryman's Medusa. Otherwise, someone might really have died…

And so, the two sides remained locked in a standoff for two hours, neither willing to speak, neither willing to turn their faces in the other direction. It was as if this meant defeat. The tension between the two sides grew increasingly palpable, the air thick with rage. They were on the verge of reaching a breaking point, about to explode—but fortunately, just before that, I appeared between them, carrying Ilya. I prevented a potential bloodshed.

Ultimately, since neither of them had actually made a move, I couldn't find any evidence. Therefore, I couldn't punish them. So, in the end, I could only let out a couple of light hums to express my dissatisfaction.

Of course, my casual attempt to smooth things over didn't mean the two girls would give me face. In fact, both Sakura and Rin, upon seeing me holding another girl, had already tacitly and automatically ceased hostilities. They then exchanged a glance, immediately understanding the meaning in each other's eyes: Very well, a temporary truce, let's form an alliance.

Really... I should say, they truly are sisters! They understood each other's meaning with just a slight glance. Well, to be honest, having also understood these two girls' intentions simply by reading their expressions, I don't really have any right to criticize them.

“Ilya? I never imagined Father liked this kind of thing… Damn it. If I’d known, I shouldn’t have developed so well.” Sakura thought to herself, gesturing to her two lumps of flesh on her chest. Meanwhile, the Assassin coughed lightly twice, turning his face away. Immediately afterward, another female Assassin punched through his mask and dragged him aside. Then, that female Assassin stood behind Sakura as if nothing had happened, continuing to act as her bodyguard.

In contrast, Rin's reaction was much simpler. She simply added another "scumbag lolicon" label to my name in her mind. Beyond that, she didn't show any other emotional reaction.

Instead, they took direct action.

"Teacher! What's wrong with you?! Why are you hugging Ilya?!"

As expected of Rin, she hit the nail on the head in an instant. I coughed twice, wanting to reply, but Ilya spoke first.

"How rude of you! You should call me 'Teacher's Wife'!"

Chapter Sixteen just wanted to go to war, don't misunderstand.

In this tense, almost suffocating atmosphere, I chuckled and placed Ilya on the ground. Then, well, it was probably a woman's intuition. Ilya quickly noticed the strange surroundings and, even faster than before, figured out what was going on. Then, in a defiant manner, she grabbed my arm, facing Sakura and Rin.

It's so difficult, dealing with girls like that. Can't they just cheerfully say, "From today onwards, we're best friends?" or "I don't care how many women you have. As long as you truly love me, that's enough." Wouldn't that make things easier? Why do they have to be jealous of each other? Jealousy?!

"So you're not a tentacle monster, your 'beep' only has one tooth! When you see girls stop fighting over it, it can only mean two things: first, she no longer loves you, second, she has found a second 'beep' to satisfy her."

And then, the words Yukari Yakumo had half-jokingly said years ago echoed in her ears again. Seriously, Yukari… teacher… you died so young!!! After you died, I became a "sexually deceased" person, what am I supposed to do?!

For a moment, I felt a deep longing for Yukari Yakumo. And my resolve to revive her strengthened. Even though Yukari said there was no way to revive her in the multiverse, who knows… Anyway, I had to try.

Of course, this would only happen after I defeated Death.

Without realizing it, I don't know when it started, I've come to regard that Grim Reaper as the root of all evil—if it weren't for her, everything would be fine, it's all Bellica's fault!

in this way.

Unless Death himself dies, I absolutely will not be in the mood to do anything else. Especially not something as incredibly difficult as resurrecting a super-level god from a multiverse.

So here I've confirmed two things: First, it's all Bellica's fault, and that's absolutely true! Second, let the women make a scene; the louder they make a scene, the more it proves they love me.

That's it.

So, just ignore the tense atmosphere surrounding Sakura, Rin, Ilya, Medea, Medusa (Medusa: Eh? I do admire Your Majesty, but I'm not at the level of offering myself to you!).

So I clapped my hands, then coughed lightly twice to get the girls' attention to me, and then said, "Alright everyone, if you want a friendly and peaceful meeting, you can wait until later. We have important things to do now."

As I spoke, I deliberately emphasized the words "friendly and peaceful".

The girls all gave me this look: "Friendly my ass! Peace my foot! What important thing could be more important than vying for the emperor's favor?!" It made me incredibly embarrassed—seriously, you're talking about vying for favor, doesn't that mean you need to please me? You absolutely do need to please me! If you keep making me look bad, I'll sleep in Yuki's room tonight!

Okay, I'm just saying that for fun. I really love sleeping in the same bed with someone.

Forget it, we can discuss this later when we have time. Like I said, as long as no one dies (in any sense), then let them do whatever they want, it doesn't matter.

"So, everyone, let's go to church," I said.

"Marriage? Isn't it a bit early? I'm not mentally prepared yet—but if it's your father, then it's fine, okay."

So Sakura immediately said that.

"This is terrible, Sakura! How could you say something like that?!" Rin immediately exclaimed.

"What's wrong with showing your love to your father?!"

"What's not bad about it?!"

"—Shut up, all of you!!!"

In the end, I couldn't help but yell, but please understand, everyone can sense how stressed I am at times like this. So many lovely girls argued because of me, it really... really... um...

It's pretty good, isn't it?

No, no, no, I'm not saying I'm enjoying it—although I do feel a little giddy. But actually, I want to stop this state, really.

"Waaah..."

"Waaah..."

Then Sakura and Rin, the two sisters, started making sounds like abandoned puppies. So cute…

No, this is not the time for such things—we have serious business to attend to, so whether it's jealousy or vying for favor in the harem, keep it to yourself!

"So going to church isn't because of a wedding or a funeral—it's because the enemy is there, and we need to go and eliminate them!!!"

"What... How boring." Sakura complained. — By the way, Miss, why did you get involved in the Holy Grail War? Is it just because I'm involved in the Holy Grail War that you're deliberately getting involved to mess with me?

"What exactly do you take the Holy Grail War for?" Rin replied, "My father died in the Holy Grail War!"

“Father is still alive!” Sakura answered loudly.

"...Never mind, I'll go by myself." I was a little speechless. Although we're sisters, our values ​​are completely different, and we don't get along at all.

Medea!

So, using the subtle gestures unique to Masters and Servants, I managed to get the witch to sense it—even though the others weren't planning on taking her along. But this guy is still my Servant, after all. Since it's a Holy Grail War, it has to be a combination of Master and Servant; otherwise, it wouldn't be a Holy Grail War—don't let my appearance fool you, I actually follow the rules very strictly.

However, Medea did not think so. She only knew that among all the girls, I ultimately chose her to go with me. The huge contrast created by that misunderstanding did not create a real sense of happiness, but made her very happy.

"Understood, Master!!"

Medea's face flushed with excitement, and she shouted it out loud.

"idiot!"

Seeing the girls' unfriendly expressions, I cursed, then instantly appeared next to Medea, grabbed her arm, and vanished...

"Adulterous couple, come back!" I vaguely heard Sakura's furious voice.

All I really want to do is go to war! Is there no normal person left in this world besides me?!

Chapter Seventeen: Those spearmen, I just hope they die quickly.

While it's a bit of a shame that the envisioned luxurious lineup of four Heroic Spirits didn't ultimately materialize, it doesn't really matter. When the mood strikes, I can just find any plane and host my own Holy Grail War again—it's not a big deal. Right now, the most important task is still to take down that spearman. With that, all the archers, spearmen, and berserkers are dead, and then it's just a matter of internal conflict. Everyone can sit down and discuss it calmly; we can decide with bridge or chess, it doesn't matter.

Of course, most of those silly women would reject such a civilized solution. But let them be. As long as no one dies—though in reality, it wouldn't matter much if someone did die. I am, after all, a god; preserving some soul, resurrection, and such are all things I can manage.

With this indifferent attitude, I led Medea, who was a mage, to the main gate of the Holy Church.

"It really is quite nostalgic. You know, something that was like an eight o'clock soap opera happened right here twenty years ago." I said casually, then recalled the two main characters from back then: Tohsaka Aoi, who is now unable to take care of herself, and Matou Kariya, whose bones have turned to ash.

Well, if we disregard that ill-tempered priest, who is more reasonable between the two of them?

Matou Kariya, who initially chose to run away but then changed his mind and forcefully tried to get involved.

Or is it Tohsaka Aoi who is completely unaware of what happened to the other person and mistaken him for the murderer of her husband?

I shrugged and stopped thinking about it. I strode into the church, whose interior had been completely transformed into another dimension.

"I never expected you to be so slow, taking so long to find your way here." Gilgamesh, sitting on his golden throne about three meters above the ground, looked down at me and said this.

I rolled my eyes, not wanting to bring up what had happened before.

"Is that pervert in the bodysuit your subordinate?" I asked directly.

"Hmm... I guess I should say yes, or no. Honestly, my memory's been fading lately. Who knows, maybe someone would be willing to kiss me—"

I rolled my eyes, snapped my fingers, and then the entire Holy Church vanished into thin air. The alternate dimension that Gilgamesh had spent countless hours setting up collapsed instantly, revealing a flat lawn.

"Tsk."

Having completely lost its magic power and degenerated from a Noble Phantasm into a useless artifact, the Golden Throne lost its power and fell from mid-air. Gilgamesh, who was weightless in the air, slightly adjusted her own magic power, and then with a "thud," the chair landed steadily on the ground. She stood on the chair, her upper body completely still, clearly demonstrating that she had practiced her movement technique quite well.

"Not bad, you've improved a bit." I snorted. "Alright, call that guy out, then I'll kill him. That way, everyone'll be better off."

What if I say no?