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

Nothing else is wrong.

After all, Lin Jiu'an didn't do anything else after getting on the bus. The only conclusion she could draw was that this humanoid dragon was exceptionally lecherous.

It's nothing.

Dragons are inherently lewd.

With the extinction of the last dragon in the fifth century.

Although Rita had never seen a dragon, she had heard that this top-level mysterious species, besides wealth, was most fond of women, so it was normal for it to be lustful.

But isn't this dragon a bit too powerful?

"Then you'll take her place?"

Rita glanced at Lin Jiu'an, and seeing his muscular upper body, which was as exquisitely sculpted as a Greek sculpture, and the pitiful appearance of her own companion, a beautiful woman in a red dress, made her somewhat eager to try.

Should I just give in to him?

The thought flashed through Rita's mind for a moment, making her throat feel a little dry.

As the second ancestor who inherited the castle through blood relatives and apostles, she was different from the other ancestors; her life had been smooth sailing since birth.

This also led to many common problems among the nobility.

--boring.

Furthermore, due to the long lifespan and powerful vitality of the True Ancestor of the Dead Apostles, the "boredom" she felt far exceeded that of humans. She was surrounded by endless boredom every day, and simple pleasures like wine and meat could no longer satisfy her.

Lin Jiu'an's appearance and physique perfectly matched his sexual interests.

His status is also very high.

It was a giant dragon that had long since mysteriously disappeared from the world.

But this thought only lasted for a moment.

This dragon's previous act of wiping out half of London not only offended the Magicians' Association, but also the Church of England by violating the rule that "magic should be concealed."

And it is the only living dragon in the world today.

The entire underworld coveted him.

Although she was alive, Rita wasn't so bored that she wanted to die.

"Let's get down to business first. Is there any product that Mr. Lin is interested in?"

"There is one, but I don't know if Miss Rita would be willing to part with it."

“Anything that Mr. Lin takes a liking to, I can give to you as a way of making friends.”

Finally, Rita added, "Of course, except for me."

Let alone one, even if the other party wants several artifacts, as long as it can get rid of this guy, I'll give them away.

Anyway, when the Magic Association and the Church of Christ kill him, he can take advantage of the chaos to have someone steal it, or spend money to get these things back. These days, most magicians think about their train when they're selling stolen goods.

"Great, then I'll say it. I think this car is pretty good."

Rita's smile faltered slightly.

She has a hobby of collecting collectibles, or rather, almost all wealthy nobles have this hobby, and of all her collectibles, her favorite is actually this train.

Not only are they top-tier collectibles, but they also help her earn money to maintain her extravagant lifestyle while collecting her desired items.

"Kidding."

"Actually, I'm more interested in the relics that were auctioned, but I'll just give them away; I don't need the money."

Lin Jiu'an suddenly changed the subject and said, "Of course, it would be even better if you were willing to spend time with me these days."

He wants the relic!

He wants the Magic Eye Collection Train too!

So the question is, how can you convince Rita to give all her possessions to you?

Confused!

Why not just make her my own?

"You scared me to death."

Rita's smile returned, and she gracefully moved to his side.

Lin Jiu'an casually tossed the nearly unconscious woman in the red dress to the ground, then reached out and embraced Rita's slender waist.

His hand felt the soft, fair skin of his thighs exposed by the slit.

Rita didn't pay attention to Lin Jiu'an's eagerness. Instead, she smiled and hugged his neck, feeling his hard chest with one hand, and his rosy lips pressed against her neck.

Men are lustful, but women are even more lustful than men.

Especially her.

However, she couldn't stand most men, but Lin Jiu'an was different.

Leaving aside the attractive external conditions that appealed to her, and the formidable strength that allowed her to defeat Artoria, Lydel, Trisha, and her two Dead Apostle subordinates in succession.

She has never drunk dragon's blood.

"As long as you wish, sir."

Rita murmured, her fair and slender hand sliding down Lin Jiu'an's chest to slightly lift the hem of her long, slit dress.

"I'm always ready to welcome you here."

Chapter Eighteen: A Woman Buried with Sins / The Fallen Ancestor

The bedroom door was pushed open silently.

The light shone through the curtains.

A sliver of golden dawn light from the corridor shone through the crack in the door into the dark bedroom, and Trisha cautiously entered the bedroom.

Seeing Olga Marie lying on the bed seemingly asleep, Trisha breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to go back to the bathroom to wash herself.

"Teresa?"

Trisha's body trembled, and she turned her head to see Olga Marie sitting up on the bed, rubbing her head and looking at the clock on the wall.

"You haven't come back all night?"

"Yeah, I couldn't sleep, so I went to a bar and had some drinks."

Trisha gave the excuse she had prepared on the way back.

Although magicians have not yet escaped the category of 'human'.

Aside from female protagonists with somewhat eccentric thought processes, like Rin Tohsaka and Drill Gold, the normal ones cultivate research-related things. Their magic circuits are entirely innate, requiring no constant training or accumulation like in traditional cultivation or martial arts.

Even geniuses from holy lands don't need to break through just by eating and drinking.

Their magic circuits are just like that by nature.

This has led to a severe rigidity of social classes in the world, at least in the predominantly Western world of magic.

Before the mystery fades.

All the great heroes and powerful spirits whose names can be mentioned have some blood relation to gods and mythological beings.

And after the mystery fades.

The quality of one's innate magic circuits is fixed by the number of generations inherited from one's family lineage.

Ayaka Sajou, one of the few who has broken free from the limitations of bloodline, is also the beloved daughter chosen by "Root," making her no different from the daughter of a god.

Closer to home.

For a magician of Trisha's caliber, it's not difficult to maintain a high level of mental focus and concentration for several days without rest using magic.

"Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Oh, it's just..."

Olga Marie clearly did not doubt Trisha's thoughts.

Although she couldn't quite understand the logic of going out drinking in the middle of the night and drinking from midnight until almost dawn the next day, the fact that the other person had been like a mother to her for a long time, rather than a tutor, made her never even think of doubting him.

After hesitating for a moment, Olga Marie said, "I got up in the middle of the night and, seeing you weren't there, went outside for a walk. I ran into Mr. Lin, and then..."

As she spoke, Olga Marie looked up at Trisha again.

Her beautiful eyes held a hint of hesitation.

Trisha's heart skipped a beat, and panic and shame surged into her heart again, but she maintained her composure on the surface.

"and then?"

"And then I."

After hesitating for a moment, Olga Marie finally said, "I sat down and talked with him for a bit, and during the conversation I heard some strange noises, so I looked under the table..."

Shame and panic surged forth like a tide.

Yes!

Trisha was filled with regret at that moment.

Even conning the landlord's foolish son requires some finesse!

No matter how young our young lady is.

No matter how much he felt that his young lady was not yet old enough to be taught about this subject, he didn't care.

But their young lady wasn't really stupid after all.

Even if you don't understand what the voice means, even if you've asked once and been rejected, you're too embarrassed to ask a second time.

But you can't stop someone from sneaking a peek!

But she was completely out of her mind at the time, only thinking that it would be exciting and interesting for her, and that it would also please Lin Jiu'an. She never considered that her young lady was a normal person with a sound mind.

"Then, young lady, what did you see?"

Trisha's smile had become very strained as she tried to keep her voice from trembling, but inwardly she couldn't help but wail.

regret.

Trisha now deeply regrets it.

Just imagining Olga Marie looking at her with strange eyes, and her image crumbling in front of this young lady whom she practically treated like a daughter, Trisha wanted to dig a hole, bury her head in it, and die.

What was I thinking?! How could I do something like that?!

"I...I saw a woman's feet."

"Who?"

Trisha's voice was already trembling slightly.

However, Olga Marie was currently preoccupied with recalling that shameful and embarrassing incident and did not notice the other person's nervousness.

He shook his head and said, "I was afraid Mr. Lin would find out, so I didn't dare to look closely."

Very good!

Trisha almost cried tears of joy.

I can continue in the future...

Pooh!

Trisha, oh Trisha! How have you become so despicable?! Where has your former composure and aloofness gone?! Where has the vow you just made in prayer gone?!

But this is mainly thanks to the aristocratic education I gave the young lady in the past, right?

Decided!

We need to be even more discreet in the future!

"Young Miss, you did the right thing."

Trisha smiled and walked to the bedside, taking Olga Marie's little hand in hers.

“It’s already the limit to sneak a peek at this kind of thing. If Mr. Lin sees you peeking, it would be very impolite and offensive.”