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

And she did this in order to win him over.

He promised a large sum of money and magical achievements, expressing his willingness to fully help him build "Chaldea," but Maris Billy refused without hesitation.

El-Melloi and Euryphus replied that they would consider it.

"Eulifess hasn't replied yet, and El-Melloi has refused."

"Ok?"

"It is said that El-Melloi II defied public opinion and unusually showed a tough stance, resolutely refusing to go to war with Tokyo."

Inole frowned slightly, a sudden unease creeping into her heart.

But soon, before she could think about it, she sensed something, looked up and around, and realized that they had just stepped out of the clock tower's entrance.

Although it was already night.

But you can see students and teachers coming and going here.

Quite a few.

Inola's gaze lingered among the many pedestrians before finally settling on one person. Although the person seemed perfectly normal, her intuition told her that he was dangerous.

immediately.

The drawstring of the handbag in Inola's pocket was slightly open.

A little sand spilled out.

On the surface, he continued walking outside as if nothing had happened.

Just as the student brushed past him and seemingly walked normally into the clock tower, a silver dagger suddenly fell from the student's sleeve and landed in his hand.

It pounced straight at Inole.

"Assassination?"

Inola chuckled, and a cloud of sand poured out of her handbag, sweeping towards the assassin and engulfing him almost instantly.

"Sending only one person seems a bit too disrespectful..."

"Not one."

The sudden sound interrupted Inolei.

Inola was taken aback at first, her face clearly showing confusion.

Because the voice of the person who spoke was very familiar; it was her son, who had been with her for over a decade and whose family had been with her since birth.

Inola turned her head abruptly.

But she saw a smile on the middle-aged man's face that was completely unfamiliar to her, even somewhat seductive, as he pounced straight at her.

Caught off guard, Inole managed to unleash her magic and tried her best to twist her body, but still felt a sharp pain in her waist.

Inole let out a muffled groan, and the sand swept directly over the middle-aged man.

However, they did not kill it.

Instead, they used chains made of sand to bind it. Just as they were about to ask a question, they suddenly heard a cry of surprise from the side and immediately turned their heads to look.

Several people rushed toward her from the street.

She recognized many of those people; some were lecturers at the Clock Tower, some were students at the Clock Tower, and Inola even saw a student who had just asked her questions after class.

At this moment, they all wore the same alluring smiles as her son, holding gleaming daggers in their hands, and pounced straight at her.

"Damn it!"

Inole's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

She could be indifferent to an assassin.

The fact that her son had been inexplicably replaced should have made her wary, especially since the other person was her secretary and was under her watchful eye almost every day.

Being replaced is one thing, but how come I didn't even notice before?

And when did these clock tower lecturers and students...?

Inolai felt an unusual chill run through her body. Enraged, she urged the sand to engulf them all before they could even get close.

Then, she stared coldly at the person whose face resembled her son.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man's lips curled into an even more dazzling smile, but the voice that came out of his mouth was completely different from his son's, belonging to a young girl.

"You won't live past tonight."

The sound of flesh being crushed rang out.

Inola stared blankly at the merging sand in front of her, then her cold gaze swept over everyone.

"Lord Monarch?!"

"Lord Balyeleta!"

At this time.

The magicians guarding the clock tower and those who had not yet left the clock tower arrived late.

"What's going on here?"

"Are you injured?"

"It doesn't matter."

Inole shook his head. He had just been stabbed in the waist by the woman who was pretending to be his son, but the wound was not fatal.

"Don't come near me."

The magicians were about to get close.

Inola said coldly, "The clock tower has been compromised. Immediately, have all the teachers and students in London checked."

"Yes, Lord Balyeleta!"

As he watched the magicians leave, Inola's expression turned somber and uncertain.

no doubt.

Judging from their post-mortem states, those assassins were all "Servants," and most likely all of them were Servants. Based on information from these two Holy Grail Wars...

"Hassan the Hundred-Mouthed".

Inole's face turned extremely grim.

She had never paid attention to this weak Servant who wasn't even cannon fodder in that Holy Grail War, but she never expected that he would become a Servant from the Linglong Pavilion.

After the attack, she suddenly realized...

That servant, whom they had never taken seriously, was far more terrifying than Shuten-dōji, the demon king of Mount Ōe, in the struggle between two or more forces!

They sneaked in without anyone noticing.

The disguise was so sophisticated that he didn't even know that his son, who had been his secretary for over ten years, had been replaced!

What if the other party poisoned you...?

Why didn't she poison me?

Inole was taken aback.

His brows furrowed.

For no apparent reason, I thought of the words the other person said before they died.

Will you die tonight?

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[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully put "Trisha Philoz" into a state of "complete corruption." You have been rewarded with "Imaginary Number" and "Magic Eye: Future Vision."]

Both rewards belong to Lin Jiu'an.

Therefore, after obtaining it, it only provides a certain boost to Lin Jiu'an's existing abilities. However, given that Trisha's own strength is relatively average, the boost is minimal.

Of course, Lin Jiu'an didn't expect any reward for sleeping with Trisha.

Collecting just those female heroic spirits wasn't enough for him; he also wanted all the beautiful female characters who appeared in the original work, and even some of the beautiful women in this world who weren't connected to the plot.

It's not just about eating dessert.

His women still needed to be served in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

This woman is very beautiful, has a great figure, and is very capable. She has received a good and systematic aristocratic education, making her a good candidate whether she is raising children, assisting Misaya and Olga Marie of the Linglong Pavilion, or serving as a housekeeper.

What surprised Lin Jiu'an even more was...

She actually got married.

"how do you feel?"

Lin Jiu'an patted Trisha's cheek.

When she arrived, her hair, which had been tied up high to signify that she was already married, had completely come undone, and her sweat-dampened blonde hair was scattered messily on the sofa and her face.

"Woo..."

Trisha was no longer able to respond to Lin Jiu'an's words.

She knelt on the carpet.

Leaning against the sofa, her face buried in it, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth and her eyes lifeless, if it weren't for the smile on her lips, she would have seemed to have lost her breath, though she was still breathing faintly.

Although his skill level as a magician is quite good.

However, faced with Lin Jiu'an's current strength, which even heroic spirits find difficult to withstand, Trisha was utterly defeated without any ability to resist and had already completely fallen from grace at the very beginning.

"Silly?"

Lin Jiu'an chuckled, stood up, and lifted Trisha up by the back of her neck like a chick.

"Huh?!" Trisha groaned, a glimmer of clarity returning to her eyes.

Looking at the open view in front of her, Trisha came to her senses and realized that Lin Jiu'an was going to take her out. A look of panic appeared on her face.

"Do not..."

Lin Jiu'an slapped Trisha's taillight directly.

"why no?"

Trisha groaned in annoyance, but for some reason, she couldn't muster any anger in front of Lin Jiu'an.

They couldn't even muster the slightest resistance.

The battle just now.

Having completely fallen into depravity, she had utterly submitted to Lin Jiu'an.

Aside from the fact that she was asked to hurt Olga Marie, whom she had watched grow up, she would agree to betray her family and her husband even if it meant struggling for a while.

"Owner."

The door was opened.

The cold wind from the corridor rushed in through the open door.

Trisha felt a chill.

The respectful voices of the maids, and the gazes directed at her, made Trisha too ashamed to open her eyes.

"Please, please don't let the young lady see this," Trisha pleaded.

Lin Jiu'an slapped him again.

Are you trying to bargain with me?

Although he hadn't originally intended for Olga Marie to discover that Trisha had completely submitted, he wasn't going to give Trisha any 'hope'.

She needs to know.

He was her everything, and she had to do whatever he asked her to do.

"Huh?! Yes, I'm sorry."

Tricia was inclined to argue.