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"Are the three Command Spells together enough?"

"Eh!"

Medea Lily's eyes widened.

"Master, do you know what you are saying? Are you planning to consume all three of your Command Spells?"

"Is it okay?"

"This...you don't worry about me..."

"Don't worry, I'm not Jason in ancient Greek mythology, the man who abandoned his wife and children. I will never betray you."

Xia Yan had a frank look on his face, but when he saw Medea Lily showing an expression mixed with excitement and a different meaning, and a blush appeared on her adorable face, he suddenly felt that he seemed a bit of a scumbag.

With the script and character settings, knowing other people's mental journey, taking advantage of the girl's innocent personality and thoughts, and then using the simplest and most cost-effective means, he deceived the heart of an innocent girl of only 14 years old.

Especially this little girl is very easy to coax.

If it were an adult C mother, she might not easily open her heart to others unless she was in a desperate situation, but Medea Lily's setting in FGO is very simple. She is easy to trust others and will approach the Master with great affection. Although she lacks trust in others like her grown-up self, she holds the naive idea of "wanting to trust people."

Xia Yan felt that if he lowered his moral standards a little more, it would only take a little time for him to trick Medea Lily into bed three times.

Moreover, Medea Lily's current three-dimensional appearance is not inferior to that of 'Irena' beside him. Even at the age of 14, her breasts are much more substantial than those of 'Irena' who is 17 or 18 years old.

"Cough cough."

Thinking of this, Xia Yan hurriedly and silently practiced [Sword Heart Clearness] to eliminate all the distracting thoughts that were surging in his mind.

"Then, Caster, you will stay in your position, carefully conceal yourself, and at the same time begin preparing to make that potion. If you encounter a lack of magic power, contact me immediately and use the Command Spell."

"Okay, Master."

"By the way, can you first make some props to conceal my whereabouts, such as: hiding from magic or familiar detection, and providing covert reconnaissance?"

"Yes, I can, but Master, why do you want this?"

"I'm going to take a walk around Miss Fiore's hometown."

Xia Yan looked up at the location of the Yugdomilenia family castle, which Medea Lily had locked onto by observing the flow of magic in the earth veins.

"See if I can get a flying sword from you."

(PS: I combined the two chapters with less progress - in short, just like the name suggests, this chapter is used to transition some of the middle plot. The original enemy-class heroic spirit created in the previous chapter will start to be brought to life from tomorrow~)

Second instance: 40. The Devil's Army Returns from Hell (Update 1)

The Holy Grail War—although it was called a "war," in most cases, it was more like a street fight.

After all, unless they plan to do something outrageous to amaze others, the organizers and contestants will choose to be as covert as possible. Even if they are accidentally exposed, they will use the excuse of a gas pipeline explosion to get away with it.

But the F/A's Romanian Holy Grail War is different from the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City. If we put aside some of the bizarre plots of Miraculous East Departure, at least the contestants and organizers of the red and black camps are indeed going there with the intention of fighting a war.

After going through the calm before the storm when the heroic spirit was just summoned.

Soon, one afternoon, the Master was drugged and fell into a long trance. Without a brother who was directly controlled by the Master, he instinctively began to act.

Without any disguise or detour, they trekked through the wilds, crossed mountains and hills, and made their way across Romania towards the castle of the Eugene Domirenia family.

This also caused a lot of headaches for the two entourages who followed this brother all the way.

"Hey, Berserker, can you understand what I'm saying? Stop right now!"

One of the green-haired cat girls who was jumping and running on the treetops couldn't help but curse at the brother in front of her who was striding forward as if no one was around.

“Hehehehahahahahaha…”

But the only response she got was a burst of hearty laughter from the front.

"damn it."

The cat girl was so angry that she bared her teeth, and what made Hakimi even more angry was that there was a laugh behind her that seemed to be making trouble.

"Ahahaha, Sister Atalanta, isn't this great?"

Another young man, whose skills were no less than the cat girl's, and who, even wearing a suit of armor, was still able to flexibly leap and fly between the treetops, said with a smile:

"And so, they launched a sudden and powerful attack... Oh, according to that German, that's the tactic of blitzkrieg, which involves defeating the enemy by surprise. I looked up information from that era, and decades ago, this art of warfare defeated a nation larger than Greece in just five hours."

"Shut up, Rider."

The cat girl turned around and yelled impatiently:

"First of all, don't call me by my real name outside. Also, that so-called blitzkrieg raid isn't a legitimate advance towards the enemy base. This reckless action will only alert the prey prematurely!"

"But, sister, this is not hunting."

The young man spread his hands and gestured behind the two people.

"We are in a—war!"

"Tsk."

Catgirl smacked her lips.

Following the young man's line of sight, he looked behind the two of them.

When they passed by, it was a sunny and windy forest, but now it was filled with cold winds.

A strange black fog slowly spread over the place where the two people had passed by. A figure could be vaguely seen moving silently in the fog.

"It's truly a Holy Grail War. I never imagined I'd one day be allied with the army of the dead from Hades' underworld and fight alongside them... Ha, even though as a Heroic Spirit, I'm considered 'dead' after all."

The young man said excitedly:

"Is that German a necromancer? Or a follower of some mythical Hades?"

"This has nothing to do with us, Rider."

"Well, big sis, at least besides complaining about our Berserker acting on his own, we still have to do our job as vanguards."

The young man shrugged.

"Don't forget, we're in the middle of a war. While that big guy, Berserker, might be a real eye-catcher, it's our job to take out the enemy sentries and spies and provide cover for our 'allies' advance."

"I know, no need to repeat myself."

Catgirl retracted her gaze and turned to look in the direction where her brother had gone. She stared at the dense forest in front of her and said in a cold voice:

"As long as it's in these forests and mountains, no game can escape the pursuit of an Arcadian hunter like me, nor can it hide from my eyes."

After she finished speaking, she leaped nimbly onto another tree and chased after the burly dark-brown-skinned brother.

"Wait for me, big sister."

Seeing this, the young man no longer paid attention to the black fog behind him and hurriedly caught up with the cat girl. The two of them leaped and galloped between trees and soon left the black fog behind.

And in that black fog.

Countless soldiers, wearing black military uniforms with symbols such as skulls, lightning, eagles and some emblems on them, holding submachine guns, bolt-action rifles and other old-fashioned firearms that have long been outdated in the 21st century. The mummified faces under the steel helmets were unmoved by the disappearing backs of the cat girl and the young man, and followed the two silently from a distance at an orderly but not slow speed.

One of them, dressed in an officer's uniform, stood on an old tank that moved silently. He raised his empty eye sockets, which contained black and red flames, indifferently, stared in the direction where the cat girl and the young man left, and let out a hoarse murmur.

At the same time, behind the officers, there were more than a hundred old tanks forming a convoy. Accompanied by the mummy-like infantry on both sides, they moved forward silently in the black fog, ignoring all external geographical conditions.

"Report to the leader, everything is going smoothly at the moment, we are on our way to our destination..."

……

It was still in that Orthodox church.

The young priest looked at the German youth in front of him.

"That's quite... surprising, Avenger."

"To be honest, I was surprised myself, Master."

The German youth spread his hands and said in a helpless tone:

"Firstly, I never imagined that as one of the many losers in history, his influence during his lifetime would be so far-reaching, not only rewriting the course of world history, but also transforming into an anti-hero. After just a few decades, he could sublimate such incredible power, or rather, a Noble Phantasm."

"Secondly..."

He sighed, stretched out his hand and waved, and a black mist formed by magic suddenly appeared in the church.

Afterwards, some people, whose clothes and attire were completely different from the 'soldiers' he had summoned before, gradually condensed and appeared in the black fog.

Many of them had the American flag badge on their uniforms, while many others had the six-pointed star with a white background and blue edges.

After appearing in the black fog, these people, who also appeared in the form of mummies, immediately let out miserable wails, as if they were in hell, suffering endless torment and torture.

"...It's really interesting. I've become the designated spokesperson for a certain concept. Even in today's world, those 'old friends' who once buried everything I had, and these bastards who have become the masters... are now doing the same thing as me, but relying on the propaganda machine, nakedly whitewashing it for the so-called "Ziyou" and "Shaochu"?!"

As he spoke, the German youth suddenly laughed, pointing at the dead bodies in the black fog with six-pointed stars on a white background and a blue border, and said while cursing and laughing:

"However, no matter how they whitewash their actions, it still cannot change the actual concept. Every sin they commit provides me, the designated spokesperson for the relevant concept, with endless power. Even their souls... oh, I don't know if they belonged to God before, but after I manifested as an Avenger, their souls belong to me, their 'devil', 'Satan'."

"They were captured from all over the world by one of my Noble Phantasms, the Devil's Third Reich, and became my eternal slaves."

"Avenger, I regret summoning this devil like you..."

The priest sighed.

"...I don't understand. Why would I, who wished to save all of humanity without using a relic, summon you?"

"Then you'll have to ask our all-knowing and all-mighty Lord."

The young German made the sign of the cross on his chest, and like a devout believer, he spoke to his Master with compassion:

"Perhaps, my initial thoughts were similar to yours, and your plans were the same as mine in the past—destined not to lead to heaven, but to fall into hell."

(PS: Well, I really have to relax and draw for the old Mika pool - it took 85 draws to get the Big Black Tower, and I got a Bronya by mistake in the middle. I got a special weapon on 70 draws, so a total of 155 draws, and I still have some left. Let's see if I can get enough for a 0+1 guaranteed disabled person in the second half of the card pool with the new map resources... After that, I will be back to the stage of freeloading without even buying the monthly card. Anyway, I have no interest in the hero of the Fire Moth ╮(╯▽╰)╭)

Second instance: 41. The weakest hero (second update)

Watching the German youth making the sign of the cross in prayer.

The priest's eyes were very deep.

And in the scrutiny he cast on Avenger.

There is also a hint of deep fear hidden in it.

As just said, the priest already regretted that after discovering the accident, he chose to perform an illegal summoning for the sake of safety and summoned the man in front of him as an Avenger.

After all, he had personally experienced and witnessed the crazy years created by the man in front of him.

If there are sinners in this world who are destined to fall into the deepest part of hell and cannot be redeemed even at the end of the Last Judgment, this German youth in front of him must be one of them.

Thinking of this, the young priest closed his eyes slightly, and with the help of the contract of the Command Seals, he accessed the job framework information of the German youth as a Servant, and at the same time activated the job skill [True Name Recognition] that he still retained after his incarnation.

This skill allows him to automatically learn the true names and ability information of all servants he encounters, and now the priest is using it directly on his own servants.

Immediately, the information that the other party was a Servant appeared in the priest's mind.

[Job Description: Avenger]

[Real Name: ▆??▆??▆??▆??▆??▆??]

[Strength: E-]

Durability: E-

Agility: E-

[Magic: E-]

【Lucky: B】

[Noble Phantasm: EX]

Job placement skills

Avengers: B

【Forget Correction: C】