Don't force me to use my right fist.

Sōyū is always a man of his word, as mentioned earlier. And while he has a good temper, he's not some invincible saint. Being relentlessly hunted down by the Black Organization would be a joke if he didn't get angry. Therefore, after Lianye temporarily withdrew from the match due to match-fixing, the remaining Black Organization members posed little threat to him.

"Boss, let's retreat first." Fu Tejian picked up a rectangular box from his backpack, opened it, and stood protectively in front of Qingjiu. With even an executor like Lianye defeated by Pizuoyu, it's wiser to retreat temporarily.

"How many prototype Gungnirs are left?" WH Haruyu frowned, standing behind Vodka. Renya's defeat had also surprised him. She had almost said she could suppress Saya, so how could she have been defeated so quickly? Or was it that Saya, this anomaly, still had room for growth?

The thought of Saya's enthusiasm for attacking other supernatural beings made Harujiu feel like she was close to the truth. Perhaps the reason he did this was simply to become stronger by killing supernatural beings. Harujiu frowned, realizing she had stumbled upon a fairly accurate version of the truth. If that was the case, then Saya couldn't be allowed to roam freely outside anymore.

Otherwise, even if the distillery uses its last trump card, it might not be able to suppress him.

"I have three left here, and the team has two left."

Vodka took the red spear out of the box, pointed the spearhead at Sōyū again, and said.

"Are you confident you can subdue this guy?" Haruyu took a drag of her cigarette, her eyes filled with apprehension as she looked at Saya.

"That's not very realistic."

If it were a normal human or some kind of monster, a volley of five prototype Gungnirs, all guaranteed to hit, would surely skewer them like kebabs. But judging from Sawa's actions just now, even Vodka wouldn't be very confident.

"Still thinking about how to subdue me? Looks like I really need to teach you a lesson. I didn't expect you to have such a long spear, but you don't really think I have no way to deal with it. Saya isn't some air person. He heard their conversation clearly. This sure-hit spear is quite powerful. But it also depends on who wields it. Not intending to hold back with these guys, Saya finally released his restraints. With a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, Saya appeared directly in front of Haruyu and Vodka."

"So, you don't appreciate my good temper when I'm in a good mood, and you only force me to lose it, right?"

The pumpkin-headed figure looked truly bizarre at that moment. Before the two could even react, Saya grabbed them both by the hand. Haru and Vodka clearly hadn't expected Saya to be so fast. Before anyone from the brewery could react, he had easily reached them and subdued them. It was truly laughable. They were just discussing how to subdue him, and now he'd subdued them in the blink of an eye?

Vodka tried to struggle, but saw Saya throw a white, spiderweb-like thing at him, binding him tightly to Haruyu.

"Is this your true strength?"

Even Haruyuki, who had always maintained a cold expression, was stunned. Just as Saya had said, with his current speed, not to mention anything else, at least in the times he had surrounded and attacked Saya, Ado Saya had completely wiped them out. He had only seen this kind of power in the mutated Shirley before, and even Renya was not usually this fast.

"Yes, so I don't know if you regret it or not. But there's something I really have to tell you: being blinded by hatred and losing your mind will eventually come at a price."

Sōyū raised his hand

"There's one more thing. Whether you consider me weird or not, I have no intention of harming anyone. This is the last time I'll emphasize this. If you provoke me again, I hope you'll consider the consequences. Meteorites like today—I can crush as many as I want. How many times do you think the distillery can withstand an attack like that?"

The flippant tone of Saya's former self was gone; he spoke with a serious, almost accusatory air, reminding Haruyu that he wasn't joking. After once again blocking the attacks of the others...

"Go to your hospital bed and reflect on the rest yourself. This thing won't kill you, but don't expect to have any pleasant experience." Wihl threw the splash-type poison at the feet of Haru and Vodka, and then Saya coldly walked away from the two who were now completely silent.

In Minecraft, poison cannot kill, but even so, being poisoned to the point of losing half a heart can sometimes feel worse than dying.

Sōyū had no idea what kind of suffering Haruka and the other normal humans would face. But that bet had nothing to do with him anymore; in fact, it was better to leave them with a deep impression, so they wouldn't bother him all the time.

"As for you guys, take a good rest. It's almost 7 PM, time for some tea!" After punishing Qingjiu and Vodka accordingly, Saya turned to the other distillery employees present. He didn't mean them any harm, but after all, these guys were accomplices. So, all Saya did was knock them unconscious one by one and shave their heads. This was called "shaving their heads in lieu of death," next time, they wouldn't get off so easily. Vodka, whose face had turned ashen from the shock, watched his men fall one by one at Saya's hands, enduring the pain as he looked at Qingjiu beside him, a hint of confusion appearing in his eyes.

"Boss, is it really the right thing for us to go and recruit this guy?" Haruyu, whose face had also turned extremely pale, and who felt that what she had always held onto had been completely crushed by Saya, pursed her lips. She wanted to know the answer to this question too.

Chapter 247 I Don't Want to Go Back

Saya had no time to think about what his two defeated subordinates were thinking. After knocking out the last employee of the brewery, Saya shook his hand and picked up the little girl who had rushed towards him because no one was holding her.

"Looks like I'll have to take you home myself. These guys are hopeless." Holding Tohsaka Sakura, who seemed to be getting a little clingy, in one arm, Saya Asawa, who was completely delirious from poisoning, gave Haru and Vodka the middle finger. "Out of kindness, I'll call an ambulance for you this time. Spend some time in the hospital reflecting on what you've done."

Having swaggered away from the Kento family, Sawa finally managed to vent the pent-up anger in his heart.

Let them always think they're honest people and chase after him like that. After this mishap, they'll have to think twice before they see him again. But unbeknownst to Zuoyou, a blue-haired boy with a seaweed-like hairstyle witnessed the whole thing, his eyes filled with indelible hatred as he looked at Zuoyou. Even if Zuoyou knew, he probably wouldn't care. There are plenty of people who hate him; one more won't make a difference.

After leaving the Mato family with Tohsaka Sakura, Saya found a secluded corner and put down the little girl who had been clinging to his arm.

"Well, tell me where you live now, and I'll take you home so I can call it a day." With her arms crossed, looking at the little one who clearly wanted to stay by her side, Sōyū poked her chubby cheek and asked, "Which..."

A child's face feels so good to poke, soft and bouncy, it's so much fun to play with.

Of course, this is on the premise that the child is not a brat; otherwise, one would probably just feel the urge to slap the other person across the face.

"Brother Pumpkin, can I not go back?"

Sakura let Saku poke her cheeks. She lowered her face and moved closer to Saku's thigh, wanting to reach out and hug his thigh covered by diamond armor.

She didn't know what to call Sōyu, but since his most striking feature was his pumpkin head, she decided to call him that. After all, Sōyu seemed easy to talk to.

"Huh? Why? There's no danger anymore, what more do you want if you don't go home? I've already killed that old pervert, your parents shouldn't do anything like that again."

Sōyū tilted his head, puzzled. Putting aside the strange form of address, the real question was: why didn't she want to go back? Did she want to stay by his side sometime longer?

"They don't want me anymore. My parents sent me to that kind of place. I don't want to go back!"

Asawaka Saya opened her little hands, and Tohsaka Sakura looked at Saya's pumpkin head with tears of grievance in her eyes.

"So, Pumpkin Brother, please take me with you. I'll be very obedient and won't cause you any trouble."

Regardless of her age, being betrayed like that would break anyone's heart, so it's no wonder she harbors such deep resentment towards her parents.

Especially after experiencing such a terrifying scene in the basement, it's normal to feel more resentment towards the person who sent you to that hell the more you reflect on it.

"Well, actually, your parents probably didn't know that old man could be so perverted. Maybe they had some kind of reason, but if they knew the truth, they would never have made such a choice." Faced with the pitiful expression on the little girl's face, whl Zuoyou couldn't refuse at all. He directly supported her arm and picked her up before whispering an explanation to her.

While the timing was indeed partly to blame, it couldn't all be placed on him. At least, Saya didn't think he would have made the same choice if he had known his daughter would face such torment. Parents everywhere, those who could be so heartless as to do such a thing, were a minority. Anyone with a conscience, unlike the old worm, wouldn't choose this path. Clinging to Saya, Sakura Tohsaka pitifully begged him for help. Nothing could give her more security than the boy with the pumpkin head who had rescued her from that hell.

"That's not a valid reason. If you explain things properly to your family, they will definitely understand you and regret their decision." Zuoyou patted the head of the girl whose voice was trembling with sobs. He could only say that the sea of ​​insects in the basement was indeed shocking, no wonder she was so scared.

"And if you're ever unhappy about anything, you can come to me. If you're scared, that's fine too. When you really need me, just like I told you, throw that bead on the ground and smash it. Understand?" Saya was always easy to talk to when it came to lolis like Sakura, and this girl was especially sensible and obedient, which made him like her even more.

If I ever have a daughter like that, I will absolutely never give her away; no one can change that.

Really, Pumpkin Bro?

Sakura, who had been sobbing softly a few times, nestled in Saya's arms. She knew he couldn't really take her with him, and if they didn't go back, she would have nowhere to go. Besides, what she said earlier was just an angry outburst. After Saya explained...

"Of course. Why would I lie to you? I'm a hero, Pumpkin Rider. Protecting a child like you is my responsibility."

Saku gently pinched Sakura's little nose and comforted her once again. He preferred the identity of the Headless Rider to the name "Strange," whether it was punishing bad guys or comforting children, it sounded much better than the name "Strange."

"Then, can I know what you really look like, Pumpkin Brother? I won't tell anyone. I just think your voice sounds familiar." Sakura squirmed in Saya's arms for a moment before raising her head and looking at him with that pitiful, hopeful gaze that Saya couldn't refuse.

"Um... it's not a question of whether or not to tell anyone, it's just that revealing your identity will always cause some trouble. It has nothing to do with whether or not you tell anyone; there are some things you'd better not know."

Saya flicked the girl's forehead. She was clearly trying to use her pitiful expression to get some clues out of him. In a way, she was quite clever.

Chapter 248 You better watch out

In short, after Saya's kind persuasion, Sakura finally let go of some of her resentment towards her parents and honestly gave them the address of the Tohsaka family. Saya didn't say much, but directly led her towards the Tohsaka family's residence.

Sakura barely spoke along the way, her mind replaying where she had first heard Saya's voice. Since he wouldn't say, there was nothing he could do about it. Unfortunately, Sakura was still just a ten-year-old girl. After snuggling on Saya's back for a while, she succumbed to drowsiness and began to doze off, her head resting on his shoulder. When Saya led her back to the Tohsaka residence, the girl was completely asleep, her head resting on Saya's shoulder. She seemed to be dreaming of something unpleasant, her brows furrowed in worry.

Sōyū had no intention of waking the little girl. Given how clingy she had been just now, it would be difficult for him to leave once she woke up.

The problem was that the Tohsaka residence seemed quite large. Getting inside was easy, but finding out where this girl actually lived was a real challenge. Fortunately, Saya was lucky; after wandering around the Tohsaka residence a couple of times, he spotted a twin-tailed girl carrying a small schoolbag entering through the door. While this girl wasn't as obedient or sensible as her younger sister, she was definitely a good older sister to Sakura.

Saya darted out from around the corner where they were hiding, and to Rin's somewhat surprised look, placed Sakura, whom he was carrying on his back, in front of her before quickly disappearing from her sight. This little one wasn't like Sakura; if Rin heard his voice, she might actually recognize him. Saya had no intention of chatting with her much. More than Rin, he wanted to talk to the head of the Tohsaka family, the one known as one of the scapegoats, for a while.

Rin was completely stunned. She had originally planned to ask her parents why they had rushed to pick up Sakura, but what was going on?

Why was there a strange pumpkin-headed monster in the house, and why was he holding his little sister, putting her down and leaving? Rin was so surprised that she screamed and stood there stunned for a long time. She only came to her senses after realizing that Saya had suddenly disappeared again.

Rin immediately checked on her younger sister, gently waking her up and then checking on her before letting out a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Sakura didn't seem to have been bullied. She seemed quite normal.

Sakura, who had been woken up by Rin, rubbed her eyes in a daze and immediately started looking for the boy with the pumpkin head.

"Sakura, what happened? What are you looking for?"

With some concern, Rin grasped Sakura's hands. Rin thought she was afraid of something.

"Sister, have you seen someone wearing a pumpkin head and strange armor?" W.

Feeling a sudden pang of disappointment, Sakura turned to Rin, who had grabbed her hand, and asked her in a regretful tone.

Even if Rin saw it, it wouldn't make any difference. Since he was leaving, Sakura knew she definitely couldn't stop him.

"Why are you asking this? Just now, this guy suddenly appeared, put you in front of me, and left. Did it bully you?"

Looking at her younger sister's expression, Rin felt that it didn't seem like fear, but rather a sense of nostalgia.

No, sister, you wouldn't understand, it's a secret.

Sakura hesitated for a moment, but when her fingers touched the Ender Pearl that Saku had given her in her pocket, she regained a sense of security. That older brother hadn't abandoned her; if she wanted to see him, there was still a chance.

Rin's confused expression deepened. What did that mean? She didn't know anything, so how could she not understand?

When the two sisters reunited, Saya also completely infiltrated the depths of the Tohsaka family, staring blankly at the secret threads that seemed to fill the air like infrared rays.

He noticed these things the moment he brought Sakura in, and easily led her around them. If I remember correctly, these things have been around since the original work, which is why Hassan showed off his physical skills, although he was ultimately defeated by a Gold Pikachu.

I wonder if the Tohsaka family in this world has a Gold Pikachu. But then again, Sayu thinks it's unlikely. Although I just unleashed a skill similar to Hassan's Noble Phantasm, that was only possible with the help of an item. And since even the bugs haven't mentioned any Servants, it's indeed unlikely that a Gold Pikachu would exist here. If you want to know why Sayu is so sure and confident, it all comes down to the mod that dropped from the old bug.

The mod in the bottom right corner is still installing, but Zuoyou is already impatient to try out its effects.

"[Dream Summoning] mod loading... This thing is not the same as a Servant, which means that the Holy War probably doesn't exist in this world."

Sawa didn't think it was a bad thing. At least without this thing, there would be no need to cause so much trouble. He certainly didn't want to go toe-to-toe with those legendary Heroic Spirits, let alone those restraining forces or anything like that behind them.

Besides, he had absolutely no interest in any kind of origin. If there was anything he didn't understand, why not try the invincible Thousand Degrees and Gu Ge? Bypassing the magical paths that blocked his way, Sōyu finally arrived at the door of a room that resembled a study. But when he stood at the door and was about to go in, Sōyu got stuck again.

What did he come here to find out the time? Did he expect him to just tell him he wanted to see what this man, who had unwittingly taken the blame for countless things, looked like? That doesn't make sense, does it?

But he didn't seem to have anything else to say to him. So Sawa hesitated for a moment, but still chose to kick open the door to the room.

Before the middle-aged man inside could react, Zuoyou rushed up to him and slapped him hard across the face.

"Can't you be nicer to your child? What kind of father are you? Don't bother me with this kind of thing again, or you'd better watch out."

After saying a bunch of things that left Tokiomichi Tohsaka completely bewildered, Saya quickly left. He'd said everything he needed to say. This feeling of beating someone up and then running away was actually quite satisfying.

Chapter 249 He's Like a God of War

Ignoring Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had been slapped by him inexplicably and was now lying in bed, Saya had nothing to say to him anyway. He was just there to take a look and teach him a lesson. As for anything else, Saya had no interest in and didn't want to think about it. What he wanted most right now was to properly sort out the spoils he had gained after defeating the old bug. Putting aside the newly dropped mod, just upgrading those katanas and the enchantments he was currently most concerned about was enough to keep him thinking for a long time. WH quickly returned home. After greeting Kaguya, who had also returned home early, Saya went straight to his room.

"I'm telling you, that explosion from the Matou family just now, it definitely has something to do with you, right?" Kaguya wasn't about to let Saya off the hook, following him into the room. After closing the door behind her, she asked Saya. Saya's meteorite had caused quite a commotion. At least everyone in the Tokyo area knew that the Matou family had been destroyed by a meteorite, and the official statement was that the meteorite destroyed underground gas pipes, causing the subsequent explosion. But Kaguya wasn't so easily fooled. Anyone could guess that it was definitely related to Saya, who had promised to go to the Matou family.

"Um... if you're talking about that meteorite, then I did create it. That thing was quite troublesome. Otherwise, there was no way to force out its true form." whl

Sawa didn't intend to hide it from Kaguya; since she had already asked him, answering her wasn't difficult.

"So... you really did... kill the current head of the Matou family?" Kaguya still found it hard to believe. He was, after all, the head of a prestigious family, and this guy just barged into her house and killed her? But then she remembered what Saya had just said about hand-crafting a meteorite, and Kaguya felt a little less surprised. In fact, if this guy wanted to, whether it was him or herself, even if he wanted to assassinate the Prime Minister, it would be very simple.

"You mean that old bastard Zouken Matou? I wiped him out, leaving no trace of his body. I just got there and saw him bullying that little loli from the Tohsaka family. Who could tolerate that?" Saya waved his hand dismissively and pulled a blank card from his backpack.

"The [Dream Summoning] mod is installed. Please collect sacred items from various myths and legends to forge contracts with heroes from different eras. To be honest, compared to discussing that old bug who is beyond dead, Sōyū is definitely more interested in studying this brand new mod that he has never seen before."