Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Lancer's tone revealed a palpable disgust, as if he were talking about some disgusting maggot.

Was he killed by Bazett?

"..."

Upon hearing Surtr's question, Lancer looked at Surtr in surprise.

"You actually know about this? Are you an acquaintance of that priest?"

Although the other party spoke simply, the information they revealed was quite rich. They knew that Kirei Kotomine had gone to see Bazett.

This should be a rather secretive matter.

“I just have some of my own intelligence channels, and I don’t know that priest. But if you don’t kill him, I’ll do it for you.”

"That's what Surtr said."

Since Lancer dislikes him so much, it only proves that Kirei Kotomine is indeed no different from the character in the original work. It's better for someone like him to become her raw gem and contribute to society.

She had planned to go to church the day before yesterday, but various things delayed her, so she took this opportunity to go.

As for whether the other party is a supervisor or something.

It doesn't matter at all, okay? Aren't there enough supervisors who have been beaten to death?

It's just routine procedure.

The air fell silent for a moment. As if confirming that the woman in front of him was not joking, Lancer's lips curled into a smile, which then turned into a wild grin.

"Hahaha, if you're going to kill that fake priest, I'd be more than happy to oblige."

"My Master seems to have some feelings for him and let him go in the end."

"Although I don't know what blinded my Master to fall for that kind of guy, since it's her choice, I can't do anything about it. But if you're going to do something, that would be truly gratifying."

You could tell from his gloating tone that Lancer really wished Kirei Kotomine dead.

For Lancer, who is always upright and honest, Kirei Kotomine, who is two-faced, is undoubtedly the person he hates the most.

Moreover, if the other party wanted to attack his master, they would die a thousand times over.

"Then it's decided."

Surtr laughed too.

The raw stones were just a side thing; the most important thing was that she wanted to rid the people of a scourge.

Thinking this, she picked up her fishing rod again.

Another one.

Indeed, kind people always have good luck.

Continue baiting.

She wasn't in a hurry; after all, Kirei Kotomine wasn't going anywhere, so it didn't matter whether she went early or late.

Let's enjoy this peaceful moment for a while.

Soon, Lancer, who was standing nearby, fished up a pile of trash, and the corners of his mouth, which had been turned up because the scumbag was about to be killed, drooped down again.

"Do you want to change it?"

She asked again.

"..."

Lancer's pride ultimately prevented him from accepting Surtr's proposal.

But the other person moved his position from Surtr's left to her right as a small act of resistance against reality.

However, it seems there is no difference.

Time passed slowly.

Surtr's bucket was accumulating more and more fish, and eventually, because it couldn't hold them all, they had to borrow Lancer's bucket.

Lancer was not to be outdone, and one piece of trash was fished up one after another. The sheer size of the trash was almost as tall as her, and in a sense, her luck was incredible.

They glanced at the sky and realized they had been fishing all morning; it was about time to leave.

By the time I go to church and then go home, it will be almost lunchtime.

"Lancer, I'm planning to..."

She was about to say goodbye when suddenly a prompt popped into her mind.

Client: lancer

[Task: Catch a fish yourself]

[Reward: 100 Primogems]

"..."

Does this work too?

fsn: Chapter Thirty-Seven He still has to thank us.

This works too

The task that came to mind made Surtr stop in her tracks.

I originally just wanted to go fishing with the other person, but I didn't expect to have such a pleasant surprise.

Lancer's desire to catch a fish was so strong.

Well, for some reason, I feel a little sorry for them.

Surtr looked at Lancer with a hint of pity in her eyes, feeling that she had to help him fulfill his wish.

"Lancer, are you still planning to continue?"

After adjusting his wording, Surtr asked.

"Yeah, I'm definitely going to catch a big one today, absolutely."

Lancer responded without turning his head, his tone firm and powerful, his eyes fixed intently on the sea, his right leg trembling incessantly. Surtr suspected that if he didn't hit the target with his next shot, he might have to go down and retrieve one himself.

In fact, it's become the norm for Lancer to sit all morning without catching a single fish.

But everything is subject to comparison.

Surtr has already filled two buckets, and he hasn't caught a single fish. Isn't that lame?

It was clearly him who invited the other person.

We absolutely cannot leave empty-handed today; it concerns the dignity of our soldiers.

"Okay, good luck then, I'll be going now."

Sensing Lancer's determination and realizing he didn't intend to leave immediately, Surtr took his leave.

"Oh, go ahead, go ahead."

Lancer waved his hand, having long since forgotten his previous competitive spirit.

In fact, this suited him perfectly. If the other party had stayed any longer, he probably would have become withdrawn and wouldn't even be in the mood to fight the Holy Grail War.

"Goodbye."

After saying goodbye, Surtur packed up his fishing gear, picked up his bucket, and quickly left the shore.

Of course, she did not abandon Lancer's mission.

Leaving Warehouse Street, Surtr tossed the bucket into her backpack, circled the streets, and, evading Lancer's senses, quietly returned to the beach.

The Lancer mission obviously cannot be completed through normal means. Given the situation just now, that guy could sit there all day and not a single fish would take the bait.

We have no choice but to intervene manually.

Simply put, it's about catching a fish and hanging it up for him.

As long as it's not discovered, there's no problem.

After confirming that no one was around, Surtr crouched down.

The seawater in front of me was quite clear; I really don't know how that guy managed to catch so many strange things.

I silently muttered a complaint in my mind, and then...

puff.

A small splash of water erupted from the sea surface, and the red figure completely disappeared into the water.

The Holy Grail War was held in winter, and you can imagine how cold the seawater was during that season. If she hadn't been in a different body, she would never have dared to go into the water.

Surtr frowned as the cold seawater enveloped her body. Perhaps due to her physical condition, she didn't particularly enjoy being surrounded by water.

The idea of ​​evaporating all the water with flames always pops into my head.

Let's finish this quickly.

After determining the direction, she quickly swam towards Lancer's location. Soon she arrived at the spot where the two had been fishing.

The two were fishing near the harbor, where the water was quite deep, and with the seawater providing some cover, they didn't have to worry about being discovered.

'I remember Lancer wanted to catch a big one.'

Having found the fishhook, Surtr remembered Lancer's boastful words.

Hmm...should we grant his wish?

Meanwhile, on the shore.

"Da da da da da..."

A fisherman who had been fishing all morning propped up his cheek with one hand, a blade of grass he had picked from who-knows-where dangling from his mouth, and shook his right leg at a rate of ten times per second.

You could tell he was really anxious.

pat.

Inside the bucket, a fish used Splash Jump on Lancer, splashing water onto his face as if mocking his powerlessness.

"Hiss, you're quite bold for a fish. I've got you in mind. When we get back, you'll be the first thing I'll roast."

Lancer wiped the water off his face, grinned, and swore fiercely at the bucket.

But at the same time, I also started to doubt the meaning of life.

Could it be that he's been cursed with some kind of curse that makes him always catch trash when fishing?

Let's hope we don't end up not catching a single one.

Looking at the buoys on the sea, Lancer wondered if he should go down and catch one himself. But just then, the buoy in his sight suddenly disappeared into the sea.

Immediately afterwards, a tremendous pulling force came from his hands, almost causing him to fall forward while he was distracted.

What kind of garbage is this time?

Even Lancer subconsciously thought so.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

This piece of trash is quite good at struggling.

Could it really be a huge creature?

Lancer's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smile. He stood up and skillfully performed the follow-up stroke.

With the fishing rod in his hand almost bent to its limit, Lancer became increasingly certain that what lay beneath him was an unprecedentedly large creature.

"We've finally run into you once, do you think you can escape now? Take this boost!"

Lancer shamelessly used magic to once again engage in a "fierce" battle with the giant creature beneath the water's surface.

The ultimate victor goes without saying; if someone could lose to a fish, they shouldn't even bother with the Holy Grail War.

"Come on up!"

Lancer gathered his energy in his dantian and shouted loudly.

At the same time, the fishing rod in his hand was suddenly lifted, and the Servant's powerful strength came into play at this moment.

The large creature in the water was no match for it. Under the absolute suppression of its power, a shadow broke through the water's surface and surged upwards with the momentum of a fish leaping over the dragon gate.

Fish soared through the air, their silvery scales and splashing water shimmering brilliantly in the sunlight.