Skadi, returning to infinity

A hot pot is placed on top, and various ingredients are placed in the compartments below.

When outsiders arrived, Artoria remained silent, simply lowering her head to drink her tea, concealing her emotions.

Please enjoy your meal.

The waiter hadn't expected to find three stunningly beautiful women with such different styles inside, but their professionalism kept him calm.

He lowered his head and carefully put everything away.

He then bowed to them and left.

The hot pot was bubbling with red oil, but Skadi didn't choose a divided pot (one side hot pot and one side mild hot pot).

At a glance, you can see chili peppers floating on the surface of the soup.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the burning sensation.

Medea swallowed hard, glancing at Skadi before looking at the hot pot.

He pointed with his finger, then gestured towards the dishes, somewhat hesitant.

"Eat up, it's alright."

"You are a heroic spirit, why do you need to worry about these things?"

Skadi's words left Medea speechless, so she could only pick up her chopsticks and tentatively put some food into the pot.

Seeing the red oil still dripping from the chicken she picked out, she hesitated.

"Try it a little~~ You'll get used to it quickly."

Seeing her like this, Skadi continued to encourage her.

"I...I'll try..." Medea took a deep breath and finally brought the piece of chicken to her mouth.

"I..." I sniffed it, and a slightly pungent, very fragrant scent rushed into my nose.

Despite how appealing it was, Medea still hesitated when she saw the red oil on it.

Seeing her like this, Skadi suddenly reached out with her chopsticks, grabbed the piece of muscle, and stuffed it into her open mouth.

"Ugh... It's so hot and spicy..." Medea chewed a couple of times unconsciously, then started fanning her face with her left hand.

But she seemed to enjoy it, chewing, breathing out air, and swallowing all at the same time.

Chapter 45: The Princess on a White Horse

"Hey, Lily, just say what you want to say. I'm getting really worried about you."

Seeing Artoria's gaze wander for a moment before settling on her, Skadi couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

Come.

She touched her forehead, looked at her, and asked a question.

What I fear most is not speaking, but watching her without saying a word; that feeling is too subtle.

"I'm looking at you to see if you look like Guinevere."

Artoria hesitated for a moment before explaining why she was staring at her.

"Hmm? I changed my appearance there, so you can't recognize me from my current appearance."

"But if you want, I can change back to that appearance."

"I just don't think it's necessary."

“I am no longer Guinevere, and I don’t want to use that identity to change your mind or how you see me.”

"So unless it's absolutely necessary, I will only be Skadi."

Hearing her say that, Artoria breathed a sigh of relief.

It's unclear whether she was relieved that Skadi hadn't listened to her and "changed back" to Guinevere, or if she was simply happy that Skadi had said that.

"I think, since it's already in the past, let it be in the past."

"Otherwise, I would be considered a married woman, which wouldn't be good."

Medea watched the two of them, realizing that if they continued to flirt like that, her position would be extremely dangerous.

She didn't want to lose; she wanted to win!

In order not to give Artoria such an opportunity, Medea interrupted them and offered a "compromise" option.

"Hmm? I think we can kill that guy."

The jade dagger appeared in her hand, and Skadi exuded a murderous aura, seemingly genuinely angry at someone.

"That was so long ago."

"Besides, I'm now a Heroic Spirit, a soul in a body, and everything has returned to normal~"

Medea seemed quite pleased to see her like this.

Even though she knew it was Skadi acting to amuse her, she still chose to say something.

So she leaned close to Skadi's ear and whispered those words.

The words "turn back" were drawn out, carrying a hint of allure.

This is no longer a hint, it's a complete statement.

"I remember that Heroic Spirits retain their best state from when they were alive, or at some point when they were at their strongest."

"Um?"

Medea's words had made things worse; once she did, Medea became genuinely concerned.

"You can check this yourself later."

Medea wasn't embarrassed at all.

Previously, they would try to hide it and be mindful of other people's presence.

But right now, all she wants is to take advantage of Skadi being alone, to win her over as soon as possible, and devour her.

That would constitute a complete victory.

As for saying such things, she already said that she was a married woman before she became a Heroic Spirit.

They've said things that are even more irresistible, so what does this even mean?

It has to be said that Skadi, this newbie, is quite good at flirting.

Once a truly experienced person bares their "fangs" and launches an attack on her, she will be unable to resist.

Is this a case of one thing subduing another?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Skadi never remembers such "experiences" and will do the same thing again next time.

“Master, I have little doubt about what you have said.”

"What exactly is the root cause? Apart from you who have been inside, none of us know."

"And your experiences at the root are known only to yourself."

"We can only hear about it, not imagine it."

"But if you hadn't given Lancelot the example, Master, I would have found it hard to convince myself to believe it."

"But it's alright, Master."

"After that, I will travel throughout Terra and have plenty of time to think about these things."

"I also hope that Master can reconsider how we should get along."

"After all, in the future, we might still be comrades-in-arms fighting side by side, wouldn't we?"

Artoria stood up and walked to the window, looking at the rain.

The rain has been falling for an hour and a half and it's still going on.

There were no pedestrians outside, only the occasional vehicle.

On a distant high-rise building, lights were turned on, illuminating the surroundings while also checking for enemies.

They came here simply to treat patients, but now the situation has become quite delicate.

Artoria didn't disbelieve Skadi's words, but she needed to confirm her own feelings towards Skadi.

but....

Just half a month of getting to know each other, just three months of protecting each other, just sharing a similar sense of justice...

How could she possibly be sure what her feelings were?

If I had to put it another way, it would be a subtle sense of trust.

Yes, that's the feeling.

That's all.

Clearly, Skadi's feelings for her were much more complex than his own feelings for Skadi.

This probably stems from the fact that she remembers her experiences in the Roots, but not her own.

Regardless, Artoria was feeling quite uneasy—though it might also be because she had just finished eating hot pot.

She also wondered how she would face Skadi if she also had those memories.

This is a question that is very worthwhile to think about, and one that currently has no answer.

"Lily, don't think about it too much."

"I already said that those were just things I said in a fit of whimsy."

"I am not seeking a result."

"I just feel that if I don't say these things, these words, I will feel very uncomfortable."

"And I know perfectly well that saying these words will make you, and Medea, very upset."