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

"As for you."

"The Mage's Association! The Holy Church! The True Ancestor of the Dead Apostles!"

"Brisisan! Narubalek! Kishua! Whoever you are, come and kill me if you dare! Hahahaha!"

Chapter Ten: What do you think of my daughter?

The next day, early in the morning.

The morning sun shone through the window onto the large bed in the guest room.

"Woo?"

Olga Marie stretched her hand out from under the covers to shield her eyes from the sunlight, and groggily opened them. The moment she glimpsed the dazzling sunlight outside the window through her fingers...

Olga Marie sat up abruptly, looking flustered.

"Oh no! I overslept!"

Although Tokyo's latitude is much lower than London's.

But for the sun to be high in the sky at the end of autumn, it must be at least eight or nine o'clock, right?

The best time to plan is in the morning.

As a nobleman, it is really inappropriate to get up so late, let alone when you are a guest in someone else's home, which is even more impolite.

If my father finds out...

Olga Marie's face grew paler the more she thought about it.

Although her father wouldn't blame her, that was what she found most unacceptable, because she could vaguely sense that her father didn't seem to care about her at all.

It seems they don't think she's a suitable heir!

He valued his apprentices far more than he valued his biological, only daughter!

"No! We absolutely cannot let Father find out!"

Olga Marie hurriedly got out of bed.

After quickly washing up and changing her clothes, Olga Marie hurriedly left the bedroom.

Upon learning that the maids Lin Jiu'an and Trisha were in the study, Olga Marie hurried to the study. She slowed down when she reached the door, took a deep breath to calm herself, and then knocked.

"Mr. Lin, hello, I am Olga Marie."

"come in."

Olga Marie pushed open the door and entered.

Then they saw Lin Jiu'an sitting at his desk, which faced the study door and had his back to the window. He was holding a mouse in one hand and pressing the keyboard with the other, and he was wearing headphones, seemingly busy with something.

Olga Marie quietly closed the door and nervously approached the boss's desk.

Watching Lin Jiu'an's furrowed brows and rapid typing on the mouse and keyboard, eleven-year-old Olga Marie's heart was on a rollercoaster, fearing that he might suddenly look up and scold her for sleeping in.

of course.

If Olga Marie could go around behind the table and check under it and on the screen, her worries would disappear.

Lin Jiu'an was simply playing a game, constantly clicking the mouse and keyboard.

Warcraft 3: The Frozen Throne

This is a new game that Blizzard just released in July of this year.

There really aren't many games to play these days.

The earliest domestic games that will become popular and trendy for a period of time, such as KartRider, Audition Online, and Fantasy Westward Journey, will appear, and CrossFire will be even further away, five years from now.

CS already exists.

However, for Lin Jiu'an, who later played GO and GO2, the current CS is too retro. On the contrary, games like Magic 3 and Red Alert 2, which have not been updated much in the past 20 years, are completely acceptable.

As for under the table.

Trisha buried her head deeply in shame and fear, as if Olga Marie wouldn't recognize her unless she saw her face.

This only intensified Lin Jiu'an's frown.

Olga Marie's furrowed brows filled her with even more dread.

Finally, the girl, who was not even twelve years old, couldn't help but speak up: "Um, Mr. Lin, I'm so sorry, I went to bed a little late last night. I'm really sorry."

"This..."

Lin Jiu'an then shifted his attention from the screen to Olga Marie's face, and was taken aback by her anxious and nervous expression.

So what if I woke up late?

Am I that strict with myself?

But before he could answer, the phone on the table rang.

Lin Jiu'an and Olga Marie exchanged a glance.

Olga Marie's heart skipped a beat; it was her father's phone number.

Lin Jiu'an answered the phone directly.

Then, Maris Billy's gentle laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for your information. It made me a fortune."

"Friends are all about helping each other."

Lin Jiu'an smiled nonchalantly.

Last night, it appeared in London and transformed into a black dragon, destroying the Clock Tower and a large part of London, throwing the world into chaos.

Although limited by the underdeveloped internet of this era.

My phone can't even transfer photos.

In addition, the authorities and the Magic Association reacted quickly, immediately cutting off the network in London and the surrounding area, making it impossible for the survivors in London to contact the outside world. Therefore, the news of Lin Jiu'an's appearance did not spread at all.

Then, with the cooperation of the authorities, the Magic Association...

The problem of "mysterious exposure" was solved by erasing the recordings from those phones and cameras, and by erasing and altering their memories of last night.

But no matter how much work the Magicians' Association and the British authorities are doing now, the fact that half of London has been destroyed cannot be concealed.

They couldn't announce to the public that it was a gas leak.

It was transformed into a "terrorist attack".

Regardless of the other consequences, Lin Jiu'an informed Linglongguan Meishaye and Marisbury of the news and plan two days in advance, and both of them invested a large amount of money in it.

By purchasing stocks and real industries such as military industry and gold that would surge after a 'terrorist attack' was reported, they used short selling and leverage to obtain large amounts of capital and advance information.

It only took one night.

They made a fortune.

"If you just want to make money, why risk your life to make a wish upon the Holy Grail?"

Lin Jiu'an said with a smile.

He glanced at Olga Marie, who looked nervous.

I really wanted to cover the phone and say, "You don't want your father to know you overslept, do you?" But I couldn't.

"Mr. Lin is right."

Maris Billy was in a good mood.

Other issues have been largely resolved by now.

However, the funding gap is too large.

He originally planned to participate in the Holy Grail War and obtain enough funds to build Chaldea by wishing upon the Holy Grail. However, after making a fortune with Lin Jiu'an, he realized that participating in the Holy Grail War was a stupid way to make money.

That one night multiplied his family's assets several times over.

Not to mention the aftermath. As the incident continued to unfold, the destruction of a large part of London and the subsequent "counter-terrorism operation" that required a shift in focus caused turmoil in the stock market and real economy. Those who made arrangements in advance will definitely earn even more.

In this way, we can earn almost half of Chaldea, right?

As long as Lin Jiu'an remains undefeated, and as long as he firmly stands on Lin Jiu'an's side, he will definitely earn more and more in the future.

As for the deaths of so many magicians and civilians?

joke.

What does that have to do with him?

Let alone the deaths of those people, even if the entire Earth were destroyed, what would it matter as long as we can find the "root" that the Animusfia family seeks?

"However, the Magic Association won't let this go so easily."

“Mr. Lin, this matter has become quite serious. The True Ancestor and the Holy Church may also get involved, and because of this incident, they probably won’t contact me again.”

Will there be any trouble?

"That's not the case. As long as Mr. Lin can hold on, our side is just making a small fuss."

Maris Billy was clearly in a good mood, and then added, "My daughter, Mr. Lin, you've seen her?"

Olga Marie's heart jumped.

Lin Jiu'an looked up at Olga Marie, and the girl immediately straightened her back and puffed out her chest, as nervous as a student who had just finished an exam and was anxiously waiting for the teacher to announce the results.

"Hmm, a very good child."

Olga Marie's eyes lit up with joy as she looked at Lin Jiu'an with gratitude.

Mr. Lin is such a good person!

Even though I had already overslept, they were still speaking up for me!

"Mr. Lin, what do you think of yourself as a wife?"

Olga Marie's fair face immediately turned bright red.

Her eyes, which had been filled with gratitude as she met Lin Jiu'an's gaze, suddenly became flustered and she dared not look at him. She was panicked and didn't know where to put her little hands.

My mind went blank.

Father, you want me to marry Mr. Lin?!

Do I want to?

Olga Marie immediately recalled the scene she had witnessed when she visited Lin Jiu'an yesterday afternoon, and she didn't show much disdain or complaint.

After all, lust is the most common thing among nobles.

Those guys who don't have enough magical talent lead much more chaotic lives than this. Although I've never met them, I've heard of Olga Marie to some extent.

Moreover.

If it were her father's request, Olga Marie couldn't think of a reason to refuse, and Lin Jiu'an was no less handsome, well-built, or capable.

No, it's not that it's not bad.

Aside from being too lecherous, he can be described as "perfect" in every other respect.

"You know my situation, so marrying your daughter is probably not a realistic option."

Tamamo-no-Mae, Morgan, Minamoto no Yorimitsu, Artoria, and so on—he has far too many women now, more outstanding than Olga Marie, and those who came much earlier than him can't be counted on one hand.

Even if you start a harem.

Given Olga Marie's status, she probably wouldn't even qualify as a concubine, let alone a queen.

Olga Marie's eyes dimmed slightly.

And under the table.

Trisha, who had been keeping her head down, also bared her teeth in anger upon hearing this, and felt somewhat saddened as well.

On one hand, it's because of Lin Jiu'an's scumbag remarks about Olga Marie, whom he's watched grow up. Olga Marie is so outstanding, what's wrong with marrying her?!

On the other hand, it's for their own sake.

Since Lin Jiu'an wouldn't even marry Olga Marie, then he certainly wouldn't marry himself.