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She whispered, her voice trembling slightly, "Not enough for a Master. I need more, a deeper connection..."

She turned around abruptly, and to Gu Ye's astonishment, she took his hand and guided it into her wide sleeve, all the way up, until it finally rested on her smooth, delicate shoulder blade.

Even through the thin lining, he could feel the astonishing heat of her skin.

"This way...this way it will be faster..."

She tilted her head back, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red, her golden pupils glistened with tears, and her breathing became rapid.

A powerful magical force formed a visible bridge between the two. The pale blue magical light, as if alive, flowed from Gu Ye's arm, transforming into countless glowing runes that crawled all over Medea's back and spread along her spine to her entire body.

Her body trembled slightly, and she let out a suppressed, sigh-like groan. She went limp and leaned against Gu Ye's chest.

The light in the room seemed to thicken.

After an unknown amount of time, when the last magical rune disappeared beneath Medea's skin, she slowly opened her eyes.

The dazed look in her eyes had faded, replaced by an unprecedented radiance and satisfaction.

She gently pushed Gu Ye away, straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, and then said in an unquestionable, queen-like tone, "Alright, Master. Now, please go to bed and rest."

"I'm not sleepy yet."

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Gu Ye frowned.

"This is an order."

Medea walked to the bedside and pulled the covers back over him. "You've expended a lot of energy on Ilya and me. The upcoming ritual is crucial. You must be in your best condition for it. You're not allowed to go anywhere until I return."

Her attitude was so firm that it left no room for compromise.

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Looking into her eyes, which were filled with an unyielding determination, Gu Ye could only sigh helplessly and lie down on the bed as instructed.

Medea watched him close his eyes, then smiled with satisfaction.

She bent down and tucked him in, her movements as gentle as if she were handling a rare treasure.

Then, she straightened up, turned around, and left the room.

As dusk fell, the mountaintop of Ryudong Temple was stained with a tragic crimson hue.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the entire ancient temple in a golden-red light.

Medea stood alone in the deserted temple, the wind whipping her long robes and blue hair.

Behind her, a magnificent temple, constructed entirely of magic, rose from the ground, its walls adorned with intricate runes, exuding an aura of the divine age.

She was like a lonely queen, waiting for her monarch to return in her own kingdom.

Gu Ye was awakened by the scent of hyacinths.

He opened his eyes. The room was already quite dark. The last rays of the setting sun peeked through the gap in the curtains, casting a long, lonely shadow on the floor.

Medea stood by his bedside, watching him quietly, as if she had been standing there for a long time.

She still carried the chill and scent of the mountain peak, and her face showed signs of weariness from her journey, but her golden eyes shone brightly, like two stars burning in the twilight.

"You're awake, Master."

Her voice was soft, with a hint of delight, like someone proudly presenting a treasure.

Gu Ye was awakened by the scent of hyacinths.

He opened his eyes. The room was already quite dark. The last rays of the setting sun peeked through the gap in the curtains, casting a long, lonely shadow on the floor.

Medea stood by his bedside, watching him quietly, as if she had been standing there for a long time.

She still carried the chill and scent of the mountain peak, and her face showed signs of weariness from her journey, but her golden eyes shone brightly, like two stars burning in the twilight.

"You're awake, Master."

Her voice was soft, with a hint of delight, like someone proudly presenting a treasure.

"I have completed the Holy Grail purification ritual for you. The purification ritual can begin tonight and will be completed by this time tomorrow at the latest. I wonder if you have rested well?"

Medea leaned forward slightly, her long blue hair cascading down like a waterfall. She leaned closer to Gu Ye, her voice lower and more seductive, "Before that grand ceremony begins, could you please... replenish my magic a little more? I want to greet that moment in the most perfect form."

Her words were full of hints, and Gu Ye's figure was reflected in her golden pupils, her anticipation was self-evident.

Just as she was about to move closer, her gaze inadvertently swept across the other side of the bed.

There, the edge of the blanket was slightly raised, and a small silver head rested on Gu Ye's pillow, breathing steadily and sweetly—it was Ilya.

Medea's smile froze instantly.

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The temperature in those golden vertical pupils, which were originally full of expectation and tenderness, plummeted at a visible speed, turning them into two pieces of frozen amber.

The air seemed to be sucked out at that moment, becoming thin and sharp.

Why...why is she here?

Her voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between her teeth, each word carrying a cold, poisonous chill.

Before Medea's anger could fully erupt, Gu Ye had already made his move.

He raised an index finger and put it to his lips, making a "shh" gesture to Medea.

Then, with extremely slow and gentle movements, he carefully lifted the blanket off himself, afraid of making the slightest sound and waking the girl beside him.

He got off the bed, picked up the coat draped over the chair next to him, and gently and carefully covered Ilya with it, completely covering her shoulders that were exposed due to her sleeping position.

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After doing all this, he turned around, reached out his hand to Medea, and gestured with his eyes for her to come out with him.

Medea watched his series of gentle and considerate actions, her chest heaving, her clenched fists turning white at the knuckles.

But seeing Gu Ye's calm and unwavering gaze, she ultimately suppressed the question that was about to spill from her mouth, and with a cold face, followed him out of the room.

The door was gently closed. In the hallway outside, Rin Tohsaka, Mei Raiden, Sakura Matou, and Saber were already waiting.

"You've finally come out!"

As soon as Rin saw the two of them, she immediately came up to them, "What happened? Medea, why do you look so pale? Gu Ye, did you bully her?"

"Rin, don't talk nonsense."

Mei tugged at Rin's sleeve, her gaze shifting between Gu Ye and Medea, keenly sensing the tense and eerie atmosphere between them. "Has something happened?"

"nothing."

Gu Ye calmly replied, "It's just that Caster was a little tired from building the workshop."

"Humph."

Medea let out a cold snort from her nose, glancing at Gu Ye without confirming or denying anything.

She knew that having a meltdown in front of so many people was not a wise move.

The interruption of her sweet time alone left her feeling incredibly frustrated, but the pride of the Divine Witch prevented her from showing it at this moment.

"Now that everyone's here, let's not waste any more time here."

Medea composed herself, her face regaining its haughty and aloof expression. "I've already prepared the most magnificent stage for the Holy Grail at Ryudou Temple. I'm sure you're all curious, aren't you? Come with me, and I'll show you what true divine magic is all about."

She brought up the topic herself, partly to divert everyone's attention and partly because she was eager to show Gu Ye her achievements.

Just then, with a creak, the door to Gu Ye's room was pushed open again.

Ilya rubbed her sleepy eyes as she came out, still wearing Gu Ye's coat, her long silver hair a little messy.

"Big brother……"

She groggily called out, and almost immediately woke up after not feeling any warmth around her.

She walked naturally to Gu Ye's side, tugged at his sleeve, like a kitten that had just woken up and was looking for someone to lean on.

Medea's eyes twitched almost imperceptibly when she saw this, but she didn't say anything in the end. She simply turned around and walked towards the door first.

When everyone arrived at the gate of Ryudong Temple, they were all stunned by the sight before them.

The originally simple and ancient temple was now shrouded in a visible, radiant magical barrier.

At the summit of the mountain behind the temple, a magnificent temple, entirely constructed of blue magical crystal, rises from the ground, radiating a dreamlike glow under the night sky, as if it were a miracle descended directly from mythology.

"This is……"

Rin stared in disbelief. "You...you only spent an afternoon building this?"

"This is just basic fortification."

Medea raised her chin slightly, her face full of smugness, but her gaze remained fixed on Gu Ye's face, her eyes seeming to say, "Look, praise me."

"What an amazing creation."

Saber exclaimed sincerely, "I have never seen such a magnificent magic workshop."

"It's awesome."

Looking at the temple before him, Gu Ye didn't hold back his praise, "I can even feel that the spatial rules here have been rewritten by your magic. Well done, Medea."

Hearing this direct and sincere praise, Medea instantly felt all the hard work of the afternoon, as well as all her previous dissatisfaction and frustration, vanish.

A surge of immense satisfaction and joy welled up inside her, and she couldn't help but smile, her golden pupils regaining their bright light.

"Hmph, of course!"

She turned her head away somewhat embarrassedly, "After all, I am the Great Witch of the Age of Gods!"

"Alright, let's stop this small talk."

Medea cleared her throat and resumed her serious expression.

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Chapter 60 Purification Ritual - Officially Begins!

She led the group into the interior of the temple.

In the center of the temple was a massive magic circle, a hundred times more complex than the Tohsaka family's underground workshop, with countless runes slowly flowing across the ground like stars.

“Saber, Archer, Rider, Assassin, you are responsible for guarding the entrance to the temple.”

Medea gave the orders, "Rin, Mei, W, you're in charge of providing support from the center. Illya, Haimeng, Hercules, Sakura, you stay here and stand by."

Finally, she walked to the center of the magic circle and turned to face Gu Ye.

"Master, everything is ready."

"Now, please begin! Let this land feel the magical torrent from beyond the world!"

She opened her arms as if embracing the miracle that was about to happen.

"From this moment forward, the purification ritual of the Holy Grail—officially begins!"

Gu Ye nodded, walked to the huge magic circle in the center of the temple, and sat down cross-legged.

He closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

The weather forecast appeared silently behind him, stretching out its hands and pressing them into the air.

The next moment, the whole world seemed to freeze for a split second.

An immense force, invisible to the naked eye yet powerful enough to make any magician's soul tremble, began to be drawn away from the other side of the earth.

It crossed mountains and oceans, pierced the mantle, and converged on the small town of Fuyuki, located on an island nation in the Far East, at an incredible speed.

The temple of Ryudong Temple instantly became the center of a huge vortex.

Aether—the primordial magic that constitutes the world—flowed like a burst dam, transforming into a visible torrent shimmering with pale blue light, rushing in from all directions and pouring into the magic circle at the center of the temple.

The temple began to hum, the air filled with the smell of ionization, and the magic was so concentrated that it almost solidified.

Bathed in the center of this power, Medea's face showed an expression of obsession and fanaticism. She opened her arms and began to chant the ancient incantation to purify the Holy Grail.

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In El-Melloi's classroom, Weberville was smoking a cigar and grading students' papers.

Suddenly, he abruptly raised his head, and the cigarette in his hand fell onto the expensive carpet, leaving a small scorch mark.