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

Lin Jiu'an raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile: "Hmm?"

"No, I mean, if we're discovered, it's not a big deal if I'm exposed, but your plan will be ruined."

"It's okay, we still have Scáthach, right?"

Lin Jiu'an said nonchalantly, placing his two large hands on either side of Nero's slender waist, his fingertips and palms feeling the soft, milky skin of her waist.

"Besides, if things really come to a head, we can just start fighting. I'm not afraid, so why are you?"

Nero naturally understood this principle; after all, he had already betrayed them, but...

"Nero?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's slightly worried voice came from outside the door again, causing Nero to tense up once more.

"Ritsuka, is there something you need?"

"I'd like to talk to you. May I come in?"

'Can't!'.

Nero really wanted to shout that out loud.

However, seeing Lin Jiu'an looking at him with a half-smile, Nero could only turn around and sit with his back to the head of the bed and facing the door.

"come in."

'Squeak'.

The bedroom door was opened.

Fujimaru Ritsuka entered the bedroom and saw Nero sitting on the headboard.

A faint sense of unease welled up inside her, but Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't quite put her finger on it...

correct!

Didn't you sprain your ankle?

That's why I'm sitting on the bed.

Fujimaru Ritsuka thought about it and realized that made sense, but wasn't this sitting posture on the bed a bit too standard? It didn't look like she had just gotten out of bed.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly stopped thinking about these unnecessary things.

Did I disturb your rest?

"No, I was just lying here because I had nothing to do. Ritsuka, is there anything you need?" Nero bit her cherry lips and forced a smile.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that you haven't seemed to be in a good mood lately, Miss Nero."

Fujimaru Ritsuka came to the bedside and asked with concern, "Is it because of Lin Jiu'an?"

Nero was terrified as he looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was standing by his bedside, looking at him with concern.

Although she knew that Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't see Lin Jiu'an at this moment, she just couldn't relax. And that bastard didn't seem to care about making her feel at ease at all.

"Ah."

"Why don't you tell me what's wrong? Talking about it might make you feel better," Fujimaru Ritsuka said softly as she sat down on the edge of the bed. "To be honest, Nero, I've actually been through something similar..."

Please leave quickly, it's for my own good!

Nero wanted Fujimaru Ritsuka to leave, but intimidated by Lin Jiu'an's tyranny, he could only chat with her casually. Listening to Fujimaru Ritsuka's comforting and considerate words, he really felt no emotion or guilt.

She is dying!

Seeing Nero's trembling voice and her beautiful eyes that couldn't hold back tears, Fujimaru Ritsuka simply assumed that she had revealed her innermost thoughts.

"It will feel better if you cry it out."

I didn't cry because of what you said!

Nero cried even harder.

Seeing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt even more guilty towards Nero, after all, she was to blame for ending up in this situation, and she also felt increasingly angry towards that devil Lin Jiu'an.

"Don't worry, Nero, we will definitely make that devil Lin Jiu'an pay the price!"

"ah?!!"

Nero suddenly turned his head away from her.

"Nero?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was taken aback, but then, hearing Nero's sobbing grow louder, she suddenly realized that he had calmed down and didn't want her to see him in such a cowardly state.

"It's alright, Nero, we're partners."

Nero did not answer her, his eyes fixed on the white clouds in the sky outside the window.

"Tell her you're feeling much better, and ask her to invite Drake and Scáthach over to have a drink with you."

As Nero regained his senses, he heard the whispers of a demon in his ear.

After a couple of sobs, Nero didn't dare to resist. She wiped the tears from her face, turned back to Fujimaru Ritsuka, smiled, and said, "Sorry, Ritsuka, thank you. I'm feeling better now. Could you invite Drake and Scáthach over for a drink?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't think much of it.

"That's good. I'll go call him now, but Master might not be able to come. I'll go ask him."

He watched as Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly jogged out of the bedroom.

Nero's body went completely limp.

Leaning against Lin Jiu'an's chest, she gritted her teeth and said, "If you ever dare to treat Lixiang badly in the future, I..."

Am I not good enough to you?

Nero rolled his eyes.

Good, really good.

It's better not to be human!

······

It didn't take long.

Fujimaru Ritsuka then arrived with Drake and Scáthach.

Drake was naturally a generous person, so he would never refuse someone's invitation to drink. Scáthach, upon hearing that it was Nero, also unusually did not refuse the invitation.

Upon entering the bedroom, Scáthach immediately understood what had just happened.

The four of them then began drinking directly in Nero's bedroom.

Fujimaru Ritsuka has never drunk alcohol.

However, Nero showed a rare tendency to emerge from the 'shadows', and since she had nothing much to do these days, she also drank some alcohol. However, she clearly had a low alcohol tolerance, and after a few drinks, she became dizzy and fell asleep with her head tilted to the side.

The remaining three drank.

Drake drank a few more glasses and started to feel dizzy.

"This liquor is a bit strong, isn't it?"

Drake frowned slightly, sensing that something was amiss.

As the captain, she often couldn't see land for months at a time, so to prevent the stored fresh water from spoiling, the ship carried only alcohol. Therefore, even during her lifetime, she had a very high alcohol tolerance, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

Not to mention she's a Heroic Spirit now!

Instinctively sensing something was wrong, Drake looked up at Nero and Scáthach sitting opposite her. Suddenly, her pupils contracted sharply, and she realized that something was amiss.

Both of these women had once fallen into Lin Jiu'an's hands!

"you...?!"

Drake didn't understand how they dared to do that.

But he still wanted to get up and use his magic to make some noise to draw the attention of the castle. As long as Arjuna and Artemis heard the noise, they would never succeed in whatever they wanted to do.

But my body felt limp and I couldn't muster any strength.

Just as he tried to stand up, his legs gave way and he collapsed onto the table.

Only consciousness remained barely conscious.

"Tamamo's medicine is really effective."

A young man's voice sounded from behind her.

then.

Drake then saw a handsome young man with black hair and brown eyes walk into her field of vision, squat down in front of her, and smile at her.

"Good sense of vigilance. Blame Fujimaru Ritsuka for being too naive; how could she so easily trust Nero?"

The main reason for seeking out Nero was to try out Tamamo-no-Mae's newly made potion.

Precisely.

It is a medicine jointly created by Tamamo-no-Mae and Kama.

With the arrival of Kama, and thanks to the power of Kama's original sin beast, plus her own great inventor skills and her broad vision as the Hindu goddess of love, the two women together invented many more potions.

Previously, Tamamo-no-Mae had an idea for a potion that she was unable to develop due to her current lack of power, but it was created with Kama's help.

"you...?!"

Drake's heart sank to rock bottom.

Then I felt my arms being lifted up, and my body followed suit.

Scáthach and Nero flanked Drake, pulling her forward and making her lie face down on the table, directly in the direction of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"What are you going to do?"

Drake struggled to speak, and before the other could answer, he continued, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. I admit defeat in your hands. Kill me!"

"Don't worry, I never kill women."

Lin Jiu'an said with a smile, his hand on his belt, and stood up to stand behind Drake, admiring her full, round breasts.

"Tsk tsk, Captain Drake, you have a really big ass. It's a shame you don't have children."

Drake is completely out of his depth. You might as well just kill me!

He cursed loudly, "You bastard! You newborn! I will absolutely not let you get away with this... Ouch?!!"

Chapter 42 The Fall of Martha, the Mother of Dragons

The faint, mournful cries seemed to come from both afar and nearby.

Fujimaru Ritsuka opened her eyes groggily.

"I am..."

I think I was drinking with Nero and the others, and then I got drunk?

What is that sound?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a faint sound, and Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up and froze.

Right in front of her, just a few centimeters away, was a face streaked with tears. Although it was an expression the other person would never show, Fujimaru Ritsuka could still recognize it.

"Captain Drake?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka muttered the other person's name in a daze.

The confused mind couldn't perceive the current situation from the other person's broken expression; it was like a dream, hazy and indistinct.

The other person's somewhat unfocused beautiful eyes regained focus at the sound of the call, and as they saw her wake up, their pupils suddenly dilated.

"snore?!"

"Captain Drake?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked even more confused, and her head was throbbing slightly, as if her brain was about to grow back.

at this time.

A hand suddenly landed on her cheek.

Turning her head slightly following the force of the hand, Fujimaru Ritsuka saw Scáthach's face, which was less cold and more gentle than usual.