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

With Orion's strength, he could easily flip the car over.

"it is good."

"Then I'll take my leave too."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada rose with a smile.

The sacred relic he requested has arrived today.

Furthermore, with the full support of the Magic Association, the Holy Church, and the United States and British authorities, the materials for constructing the legendary treasure have already been prepared.

—"The Hanging Gardens of Vanity".

Chapter Seventeen: The humble door will always be open for you.

[Ding, congratulations host, you have successfully...]

A system notification sounded in my ear.

Lin Jiu'an glanced at it unexpectedly. He had only done it casually, but he didn't expect to get a reward from this non-plot character.

However, Lin Jiu'an quickly realized what was going on.

This isn't a real system; it's a cheat code that someone created for themselves.

"Go and call your master over."

Lin Jiu'an lightly patted the female disciple's cheek.

The female assassin was kneeling on the ground in a daze. She only came to her senses with a crisp slapping sound and got up with a "uh-huh".

"I see."

This is what passengers on a train would say under normal circumstances.

She definitely won't agree.

But now, having just been corrupted and degraded by Lin Jiu'an, in her heart, Lin Jiu'an, her master in a biological sense, has become greater than her master in a familial sense.

Even though there was a hint of struggle on her face, she still obediently walked out of the carriage.

A short while later, a voluptuous blonde woman in a red dress, who looked to be around thirty years old, emerged from the front carriage, accompanied by the female assassin.

The female assassin returned and immediately ignored even her master.

He crawled right under the table.

"Hello, sir."

The beautiful woman in the red dress sat opposite Lin Jiu'an.

His smile faltered slightly upon seeing this.

As a superior disciple and the manager appointed to oversee the train and all its passengers, she was naturally aware of her subordinate's unusual behavior, but she couldn't quite figure out the cause.

Surely she couldn't have really been completely conquered by this man?

"I am the train manager. May I ask what you need me for?"

“You know who I’m looking for.” Lin Jiu’an glanced at the female assassin under the table and said with a half-smile, “I’m looking for Rita Rogan.”

The beautiful woman in the red dress frowned slightly.

Many people in the magic world know about the Magic Eye Collection Train.

Originally, this train was started by its owner, Rita, to show off her collection, but over time, the train has been used more for collecting more items and making money.

However, in the 1980s, after the owner of the train left the train following a dispute with Aozaki Touko and Ruge Beowulf at an auction.

The function of this train has changed.

Now, her main task, which is also her role as the train manager, is to manage the train.

On the one hand, it was to collect items that Rita liked, in order to please Rita, her master.

On the other hand, it involves selling or auctioning off goods that the owners of the trains don't like or aren't interested in, but which still have some value.

This is done to profit from the price difference.

As its function changed, more and more people became aware of the Magic Eye Collection Train, and it has now become one of the places where many magicians sell stolen goods.

but.

Many people know about the Mystic Eyes Collection Train, but few know that the person behind it is Rita Rogan. Ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent of magicians only know that the person behind the Mystic Eyes Collection Train is very powerful.

And that remaining 0.1%...

"May I ask you are?"

The beautiful woman's smile faded slightly, and her tone became more respectful.

Lin Jiu'an did not answer, but his eyes suddenly turned into golden vertical pupils.

A faint dragon's might spread.

Although it only spread slightly, the beautiful woman in the red dress turned pale and trembled, while the maidservant became even more attentive, her struggles diminishing and replaced by complete submission.

"So it's Mr. Lin."

The beautiful woman in the red dress lowered her head and forced a smile onto her face.

"I'm very sorry, but my master has been away from the train since the 1980s. If you need anything, please let me know and I will do my best to meet your needs."

"Then what I need is to see your master?"

The woman in the red dress paused, her smile turning awkward.

joke.

Why does the owner never return to the train?

It's too dangerous and too embarrassing.

As the second-generation ancestor who officially inherited the castle from a blood relative, Dead Apostle, Rita's combat ability is not strong. Even Aozaki Touko can show off her power, let alone the dragon in front of her that destroyed half of London with a single breath.

Should we really go and call the master to come see him?

Not to mention whether her master would suspect her of plotting against him.

Even if we take a step back and assume the master really comes, who knows if this man will swallow the master with a breath of dragon's breath?

"I'm so sorry, sir, I'm also unable to contact my owner at the moment. I can only leave her a message, but I really can't give you a definite answer as to when she will receive it."

Lin Jiu'an chuckled and patted the waitress's head without saying a word.

The woman in the red dress mustered her courage and smiled as she met Lin Jiu'an's gaze, trying to avoid letting him see her guilty conscience.

"Fine, then I'll compromise. You'll stay with me for a few days."

“It is my honor, Mr. Lin.”

······

"Hot-ho?!"

The front section of the train.

In the train manager's bedroom.

On the bed, which was as vibrant as a rose.

With the red-dressed beauty's final wailing, her eyes snapped shut and she lost consciousness completely, while Lin Jiu'an heard the system notification.

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully put "Serena Rogéan" into a state of "complete corruption," and have received the reward "High-Ranking Dead Apostle Bloodline."]

"Tell me, where is your owner?"

Lin Jiu'an playfully grabbed the mangled face that was already streaked with tears and snot.

A mysterious and alluring beauty.

They were chaotic red eyes that could not focus for a long time.

Lin Jiu'an didn't believe her nonsense about not being able to contact Rita. In the original story, Rita left a clone on this train.

Although that was the original storyline, and the timeline of this world is obviously different, how could the acting manager of the Magic Eye Collection Train, a high-ranking Dead Apostle, not have a way to contact her master, the True Ancestor?

"Lord, Master, save me, save me, save me..."

The beautiful woman in the red dress moved her cherry lips, but ultimately did not answer him. Instead, she weakly murmured words of pleading for help, tears streaming down her face.

"Wow, quite loyal."

Lin Jiu'an grinned, showing no annoyance whatsoever.

This woman in the red dress is quite loyal.

Unlike the waitress who collapsed at the first touch and was completely corrupted after just one time, this beautiful woman in the red dress took him almost two hours to progress from the beginner level to the intermediate level and now to the advanced level.

No matter how desperate the situation.

No matter how bad it gets.

She gritted her teeth and refused to reveal the whereabouts of her master, Rita, no matter what.

"Give you one last chance."

Lin Jiu'an smiled and grabbed her by the neck.

Make her look into your eyes.

It took the beautiful woman in the red dress a long time to refocus her beautiful eyes. Looking at Lin Jiu'an's smiling face, her face was full of fear and an uncontrollable look of submission. She had lived for hundreds of years and had never seen a man as terrifying as him.

"Please," the beautiful woman in the red dress pleaded.

"it's a pity."

Lin Jiu'an shook his head.

However, his smiling face didn't seem like he felt any regret.

Although she wasted a lot of his time, he admired her loyalty to her master and didn't mind playing with her a little longer.

"No, please, please don't!"

Just as Lin Jiu'an was about to lift the woman in the red dress up again and release her amidst her fearful expression, a woman's indifferent yet intrigued voice suddenly rang out.

"All right."

"Awooooo?!?!"

Accompanied by a cold female voice that suddenly rang out behind Lin Jiu'an.

Lin Jiu'an loosened his grip.

The beautiful woman in the red dress immediately let out a pitiful wail.

Lin Jiu'an didn't pay any attention to her. He turned his head to look at the source of the sound and his eyes lit up.

It's right at the door of the room.

Standing there was a stunningly beautiful woman with blonde hair and red eyes.

The woman looked to be no more than twenty years old.

She was tall and slender, with a cold and noble appearance, exuding an indescribable air of nobility and arrogance, and her bright red eyes were devoid of any emotion.

Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.

She wore a white evening gown with an exaggeratedly large bust, and the left side of the hem opened at the waist like a cheongsam, revealing her left thigh, half of her right thigh, and her long, beautiful legs below.

"Rita?"

Lin Jiu'an put his arm around the slender waist of the woman in the red dress and looked at the beauty in the white dress with great interest.

"Enough, if you continue, you're going to kill my family."

Despite saying that, Rita didn't seem annoyed at all.

Instead, he looked at Lin Jiu'an with great interest.

As the second-generation ancestor who officially inherited the castle from a blood relative of a Dead Apostle, her lifespan is not long among True Ancestors who often live for thousands of years, but it is still long enough compared to humans.

I believe I have seen enough.

Lin Jiu'an made no attempt to conceal his aura, especially the aura of a dragon, and she had been observing him ever since she got into the car.