Miss Surtr will ignite the world

A bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Even though he had just given up his qualification to participate not long ago, the Holy Grail unexpectedly came looking for him.

Does that mean he hasn't actually given up in his heart?

are you happy?

Undoubtedly, this was his long-held wish.

are you afraid?

The horrors of the previous Holy Grail War are still fresh in his mind, and even though he has experienced much more than he did ten years ago, there is no guarantee that he will be able to return safely.

So, shall we go?

To survive in that brutal battle, one must be prepared to give up one's current life, the responsibilities on one's shoulders, and everything one has accomplished in the past.

Take a deep drag of your cigar, exhale, take another deep drag, exhale, and repeat this action.

Gray, Vlad, Lucien, Correspondent, El-Melloi classroom, and barely enough Reines and Melvin.

Unbeknownst to him, he had already formed so many bonds in this world. If he were to participate in the Holy Grail War, he might have to give up everything he had gained.

If it were him in the past, he probably wouldn't have hesitated like this at all.

Weber gave a wry smile.

When he had almost no cigar left, he stuffed it into the ashtray that was already full of cigarette butts.

After glancing once more at the Command Seals on the back of his hand, Waver made up his mind.

He took a piece of paper from the drawer, placed it on the table, gripped the pen tightly, and wrote his first will.

Fuyuki, Ryudouji Temple.

Thanks to some rudimentary magical knowledge from the giants' memories, Surtr didn't need to worry about how to illegally break in. He simply brought Medea to Ryudou Temple and gave the monks a hint to let the two obviously suspicious individuals in.

Although magic tricks have many limitations, they are still incredibly effective for ordinary people.

Inside the guest room.

Surtr handed a cup of hot water to the black-hooded man in front of him.

The short time on the road was enough for her to convey her needs to the other party; all that was missing now was a response from the other party.

Medea huddled in a corner of the room, her face hidden beneath her hood, making it impossible to discern her expression.

So much happened today, and to be honest, she still hasn't recovered.

First he was summoned, then he was betrayed, and then he was betrayed again.

After fighting back, he was chased by Lancer and was saved just as he was about to die.

Medea was exhausted from the repeated ups and downs of the day.

But now, she has to face another choice.

Should I just return to the Throne of Heroes like this, or sign a contract with Surtr, who has a very problematic appearance and name?

Do you want to live?

Of course I wanted to; only by surviving could I have hope.

But having just experienced being betrayed, the witch is now somewhat PTSD-prone to such things.

After a long silence, she took the water glass and suddenly spoke.

“My name is Medea, the ‘betraying witch’ Medea.”

Surtr was puzzled, wondering why the other person had started introducing themselves.

"Hmm, so what?"

She countered with a question.

"..."

Seemingly not seeing the desired reaction, Medea continued speaking.

"The reason I became like this is because I betrayed my Master. I used magic to burn him to ashes, leaving not even a corpse. Even so, do you still want to form a contract with me?"

His words carried a sense of self-abandonment.

Surtr felt a gaze coming from under the black robe, staring straight at his face, as if trying to determine whether he was lying.

To be honest, she hadn't thought about this at all, since she already knew the other person's real name.

The previous Master of the opposing side, that Middle Eastern oil tycoon, was also a scumbag who experimented on children, the kind of person who deserved to be killed a hundred times over.

Medea's act of letting the child go also won Surtr's favor.

She doesn't deny that the other person is a bit crazy; after all, cutting up her younger brother and throwing him into the sea is not something a normal person would do.

But it is generally still in the lawful good camp.

Moreover, her beautiful appearance is a big plus for Surtr.

Perhaps the last item is the most important?

No matter what, her answer will not change.

"of course."

Surtr did not hesitate.

“Every betrayal has a reason, and I believe you have no reason to betray me.”

This statement reflects Surtr's self-confidence rather than his belief in Medea.

What is this, narcissism?

Medea gained a new understanding of the woman before her.

But it doesn't feel bad.

Although they spent less than an hour together, Surtr left a very positive impression on Medea.

The other person was her savior, had accepted her identity as a witch, and whose appearance perfectly matched her aesthetic standards.

Even considering the Holy Grail War to come, a Master with the strength of a Servant greatly increases the probability of winning.

Reasons for complete refusal.

This woman is damnably sweet.

Perhaps it's not a bad idea to trust the other person just once.

Medea drank the hot water in the cup.

"From now on, you will be my master."

The words held a magical quality; as soon as they fell, Surtr felt something trying to connect with him.

She did not resist.

Let the other party entangle their soul.

The moment the contract was established, a flame pattern composed of three red lines was branded onto the back of her hand.

"The contract is established."

With this, Surtr officially joined the Holy Grail War.

And opposite her.

Surtr's scalding magic flowed into Medea's body through the contract.

Like rain after a long drought, her originally pale face visibly flushed, and the comfortable feeling of being filled made her groan softly.

He only returned to normal after seeing Surtr's strange look, and coughed lightly twice to cover his embarrassment.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, so go and rest first. We can talk about it tomorrow."

It's impossible to digest a sudden influx of magical energy all at once; you need to rest properly to recover.

At the same time, a system notification sounded in her mind.

[Task complete, 300 Primogems, current Primogems: 300, System Shop now open.]

fsn: Chapter 5 - Upon waking up, I saw something wonderful.

After a quick wash, Surtr lay down on the bed in the guest room.

The soft bedding enveloped her entire body, and her tense body unconsciously relaxed at this moment.

The time travel and the battles—the events that happened in just a few hours were far more exciting than anything she had experienced in the first half of her life combined. It was truly remarkable that she could remain so calm.

Perhaps it's because she's quite adaptable.

After muttering something to himself, Surtr opened the panel and clicked on the system shop.

The function of the shop doesn't need much explanation; it's divided into limited-time and permanent pools.

The permanent pool only sells goods from the current world, and the pool refreshes with each travel.

Surtr casually swiped upwards, and the dazzling array of goods made her feel a little dizzy.

The main reason is the price below.

With only 300 Primogems, she could hardly buy anything good; the B-rank Noble Phantasm, a red and a yellow Crispy Ice, cost nearly 1,000 Primogems.

From this perspective, the random world travel option is practically dirt cheap.

[After all, it's a built-in system feature.]

The system popped up with a notification.

Looking at the other side, the limited-time pool only has ten items, and it refreshes once a month, so anything is possible. Judging from the price, it seems to be discounted, but we don't know if it's true or not.

This system is completely honest and trustworthy.

That's what they said anyway.

She glanced at it and could only say it was a mixed bag. What attracted her most was an item called Surtr's Belief Item, which, according to the description, was used to enhance abilities and potential. However, the name was a bit too suggestive.

'Are you sure this thing wasn't specifically designed to lure me in?'

She asked herself.

[The items in the store will be presented automatically in a way that resembles the effects perceived by the host, and are unrelated to this system.]

'All right.'

Surtr accepted this explanation, glanced at the price below, decisively closed the panel, shut her eyes, and prepared to go to sleep.

Even with a discount, it would still cost two thousand raw stones, which is unaffordable for anyone.

Anyway, she doesn't have any need for enhancement right now.

Go to sleep.

Perhaps it was because of the events of the day that Surtr felt mentally exhausted, because soon, even breathing could be heard in the room.

Then, Miss Surtr had another dream.

The story in the dream takes place in an era when the gods still roamed the earth.

The protagonist is a beautiful young girl.

She was the kingdom's princess, a disciple of the gods, and the darling of magic, showered with all kinds of love and affection. If nothing unexpected happened, she would probably live happily ever after.

Until, a magnificent ship sailed in from the sea.

Anger and hatred surged within Surtr upon seeing the ship and the figures on it.

The originally lighthearted atmosphere of the story took a sharp turn for the worse, much like a magical girl anime suddenly introducing a dark and tragic plot.

Exile, betrayal, revenge, until the witch consumed everything in sight with the flames of vengeance.

When I opened my eyes again, the darkness had receded, and the morning sunlight shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Surtr raised his hand, rubbed his temples, and couldn't help but speak.

"Seeing something this bad on the very first night is hardly a good omen."

"While it is true, don't you think it's rather rude to make such a comment in front of the person in question?"

A seductive female voice came from beside me.