Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

Minamoto no Yorimitsu couldn't help but let out a weak wail: "Mommy knows she was wrong, Mommy knows she was wrong!!!"

An exceptionally mournful cry rang out from Minamoto no Yorimitsu's bedroom, startling the maids guarding outside. They could see the horror and envy in each other's eyes as they looked at one another.

It's been a whole day already, hasn't it?

Young master, you are so strong!

Inside the room, Minamoto no Yorimitsu lay face down on the floor like a completely rotten lump of mud, his snow-white skin pressed into a soft, round cake of mud. His head was turned to the side, looking at the doorway beside him. His once cold and alluring face, or perhaps tainted by demonic influence, now showed only utter defeat and collapse, with tears streaming down his face, a truly pitiful sight.

Feeling the large hand around her waist, Minamoto no Yorimitsu trembled, and fear returned to her eyes.

"No, Jiu'an, don't do this! Mom will die, she really will die!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Mom knows she was wrong! Mom knows she was wrong! Please forgive Mom, Kyuan!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was not afraid of death.

But if she dies, she will lose Jiu'an forever, and can only watch helplessly as he enjoys his time with another woman, while she can only be a lonely ghost who can never have him again.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu could never accept such a future!

Lin Jiu'an did not continue that fierce attack.

Instead, he picked up Minamoto no Yorimitsu by the waist and, under her slightly fearful yet submissive gaze, carried her back to the bed, where he lay down and enjoyed his spoils to the fullest.

"I never imagined that you, Mother, would be such a pervert who would do such a thing."

Having shed his demonic nature and been completely conquered and awake, Minamoto no Yorimitsu showed a hint of shame on his face, but he still bit his lower lip and, despite feeling weak, wrapped his arms around Lin Jiu'an's neck.

He stubbornly insisted, "Jiu'an, you belong to your mother!"

"Don't worry, I like you very much, Mother."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was taken aback, then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"really?"

"of course."

Lin Jiu'an looked down at the incomparable snow mountain. Although he had enjoyed it for a whole day and night last night and today, he had to admit that Minamoto no Yorimitsu's body was really very charming, and he could never get enough of it.

"Then why did you say you liked Yeonja?"

"Just like you, Mom, didn't you always hesitate to tell me your true thoughts before?"

Lin Jiu'an said, "Besides, I'm almost twenty years old now. For a normal man my age, his children are six or seven years away from adulthood and he can get married. I'm a normal man with desires. Yanzi is beautiful and listens to me. She admires me so much. It's normal for me to want to marry her, right?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was immediately displeased.

Fickle, naughty boy!

Minamoto no Yorimitsu wanted to say this and teach him to be faithful to his mother, but the submissive body of the incredibly powerful man in front of him, which had already been thoroughly taught a lesson, made Minamoto no Yorimitsu dare not say such words. He was afraid that Lin Jiu'an would teach his ignorant, pitifully weak, and bad mother a lesson again.

"Then should I go and tell Master Fujiwara to cancel your marriage with Yeonko?" Minamoto no Yorimitsu tentatively suggested.

"Fine, I'll just cancel it. But could I talk to Master Fujiwara about making Yanzi my concubine?"

After pausing on the first half of her sentence, a hint of grievance appeared in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes, and the demonic nature within her seemed to be stirring again. However, upon hearing the second half of the sentence, especially the word "concubine," Yorimitsu's beautiful eyes were once again filled with anticipation.

"So, Jiu'an, what do you mean?"

"Will you marry me?"

Chapter 49 Shuten-dōji: Husband, you didn't want this either...

The joy and happiness on Minamoto no Yorimitsu's face were almost palpable, and tears welled up again in her beautiful eyes, which had been red and swollen from being "beaten" by Lin Jiu'an.

Even though he felt uneasy, thinking, "Once I agree, I'll never be able to escape this world," Minamoto no Yorimitsu ignored those feelings and said without hesitation, "I do!"

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Tokyo, in front of Natalia's safe house.

In the black mud.

"Hmm?"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu slowly opened his eyes, and the invasive sensation of being swallowed by the black mud returned.

This time, however, Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not make an instinctive struggle. Her gaze fell on Lin Jiu'an's face, which was so close to her. The rationality in her beautiful eyes suppressed Kama's control and the madness that came from her demonic nature, and an unparalleled maternal glow appeared on her face.

"Jiu'an?"

"I'm here."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu immediately laughed, wrapping his arms around Lin Jiu'an's body as if trying to melt him into his embrace, no longer showing any resistance to the black mud.

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"not good!"

Sensing the change in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's aura, Shuten-dōji suddenly turned around.

Then they saw the black sphere melting inward like a tide, indicating that the duel between Lin Jiu'an and Minamoto no Yorimitsu had ended.

Looking back at Joan of Arc and Atalanta, whose faces were bluish-purple and who were clearly poisoned, Shuten-dōji's expression changed several times. In the end, he gave up on the two prey he was about to kill and turned to flee into the safe house without looking back.

'Sizzle!'

The thunder exploded where Shuten-dōji had been just a second before.

Watching Shuten-dōji's retreating figure as he fled into the room, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's expression turned cold.

"Unfortunately, she escaped."

Upon hearing Lin Jiu'an's voice, Minamoto no Yorimitsu turned to look at Lin Jiu'an walking towards her. The coldness on her face instantly turned into endless tenderness and apology, and it seemed that only Lin Jiu'an was in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Jiu'an, it's because Mom is useless."

"It's alright, let's go in first."

Lin Jiu'an raised his hand as he spoke.

The black mud surged and reached out to grab Joan of Arc and Atalanta.

The two women instinctively tried to dodge, but having been poisoned by Shuten-dōji, their reactions and speed were far inferior to their peak condition. Just as they were about to make a 'dodge' move, the black mud had already grabbed them.

"Jiu'an?!"

Joan of Arc realized something and cried out Lin Jiu'an's name, hoping he would spare her.

Atalanta was also constantly struggling.

Then the two women let out a mournful cry in unison, their bodies stiffening simultaneously. Their poisoned, purplish-blue faces turned pale and flushed. They stuck out their tongues for a long time before finally collapsing weakly to the ground as the black mud was absorbed back into Lin Jiu'an's body.

And then he saw Lin Jiu'an bullying other girls right in front of him.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's gaze remained gentle.

In the dream, after marrying Lin Jiu'an, she still allowed him to take Fujiwara Yanko and many other beauties of the time as concubines.

There was no way around it; although she was psychologically unwilling to share Jiu'an with other women, her body simply couldn't take it.

Jiu'an is really too strong.

Even though she used every trick in the book and held onto the belief that she was on the verge of death, she still suffered a miserable defeat at the hands of Lin Jiu'an's unparalleled marksmanship. In the end, for the sake of her own life, Minamoto no Yorimitsu could only turn a blind eye to Lin Jiu'an's act of taking a concubine.

Joan of Arc and Atalanta sat on the ground for a while before gradually recovering.

"Jiu'an?"

Joan of Arc looked at Lin Jiu'an with resentment.

Atalanta's eyes also held an undisguised anger and murderous intent.

"This is to detoxify you."

Joan of Arc and Atalanta did not believe Lin Jiu'an's nonsense.

However, there are priorities. The most urgent task now is to deal with Shuten-dōji and rescue Elsa and the others who are trapped inside. Jeanne and Atalanta could only give Lin Jiu'an a look that said, "We'll settle accounts with you after this is over!" and then stopped dwelling on the matter.

The group entered the room together and smoothly made their way into the living room without any obstacles.

"My husband, you've arrived."

Lin Jiu'an looked at Shuten-dōji.

She was standing in front of Elsa and Irisviel, smiling at her.

"What do you want to do?" Minamoto no Yorimitsu asked coldly.

Shuten-dōji ignored Minamoto no Yorimitsu and instead looked at Lin Jiu'an with a smile. He deliberately moved aside so that Lin Jiu'an could see the women leaning weakly against the wall and onto each other behind him, and said, "Husband, you don't want them to die a violent death, do you?"

"Do you threaten me?"

"My husband is so powerful that I can't beat you, so I have to resort to this method."

Shuten-dōji's face was a little pale, but she quickly regained her charming smile.

"My lord, if you continue to resort to underhanded tricks, I can't guarantee that I won't do something we don't want to see in a fit of anger."

"I can not understand what you say."

Lin Jiu'an then withdrew the black mud that had been secretly spreading towards Shuten-dōji, and said calmly, "So what do you want to do? Don't tell me stupid things like trading their lives for mine."

"Oh dear, how could I possibly hurt you, my husband, whom I love so dearly?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

"My husband, you're too impatient."

As Shuten-dōji complained, Lin Jiu'an suddenly turned his head to look outside as if he had sensed something.

Before long, several footsteps came from outside, and Lin Jiu'an saw several exceptionally alluring and scantily clad young beauties walk in.

It was obvious that these were the alluring female Servants whose power was a mixture of Kama's and his own. However, unlike the unrecognizable but simply beautiful women, Lin Jiu'an could recognize these female Servants at a glance.

Camilla, Zenobia, Mata Hari, Charlotte Corday, Blackie.

There were six Servants in total, but apart from their faces, their expressions were far too alluring and their clothes too revealing compared to the six Servants he knew. They looked even more sexy and seductive. If you looked into their true nature, the Servants summoned by Kama, apart from having their own Spirit Origins, had been brutally filled with the power of "corruption". Even their own Spirit Origins had been twisted beyond recognition by the extremely dense corruption.

They have completely lost themselves and become slaves to desire and depravity.

"Aoi Tohsaka, Sakura Tohsaka, Irisviel, Elsa, Natalia."

"If you can 'defeat' one of them, I will release one. If you can 'defeat' them all, I will surrender with both hands raised."

Hearing Shuten-dōji emphasize the word "defeat" with great volume, the women present all changed their expressions.

"No, Jiu'an, don't agree to her!" Tohsaka Aoi hurriedly said, "Don't worry about us!"

"Oh, madam, does it not matter even if your daughter dies?" Shuten-dōji threatened with a coquettish laugh.

Aoi Tohsaka's expression froze, while Sakura Tohsaka, nestled in her mother's arms, looked at Lin Jiu'an and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, don't worry about Sakura, Sakura will be alright!"

Looking at Sakura Tohsaka, who was trying to hold back her tears of fear.

Irisviel, Elsa, and Natalia were at a loss for words.

They would rather die than let Lin Jiu'an suffer humiliation because of them, but there was a little girl here, and no matter what, they could not speak up to decide her fate, so they could only remain silent.

"mean!"

The fury in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes almost tore Shuten-dōji to pieces.

"You stupid cow have no right to speak ill of me!"

Shuten-dōji said irritably.

If this cow hadn't been so useless, unable to even hold Lin Jiu'an back, how would she have ended up in this situation?

If this cow had only held her husband back for a few more minutes, she could have dealt with Joan of Arc and Atalanta, but the cow just couldn't do it!

Then, Shuten-dōji looked at Lin Jiu'an with a smile: "Well, my husband, what's your decision?"

What if you don't keep your promise then?

"Oh dear, I am your wife, how could I possibly deceive you?"

Lin Jiu'an simply looked at Shuten-dōji.

no answer.

He couldn't even confirm whether the person present was Shuten-dōji or someone controlled by Kama.

"Alright, alright, as long as you can 'defeat' one, I will release the other. Is that alright?"