Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Rin was shocked.

"It must be that little girl in the gray robe. Her shape-shifting formal attire is definitely not as simple as it seems. This is my intuition as a swordsmith."

Saber's tone was very certain.

"No way, and... what kind of monsters are these?!"

Rin looked up at the sky.

……

Meanwhile, in a hotel suite on the other side.

"Master, your lunch is ready."

Gray placed the bag he was carrying on the coffee table.

"Thank you for your help, Gray."

Weber lay on the sofa with an apologetic expression, his face pale, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

"It's alright, Master. Your health is the most important thing."

Gray shook his head, and then a shrill, mocking voice came from beneath the gray robe.

"What a useless guy. He actually fell down while charging with the army because he was too excited. You're too weak."

After saying that, Weber's body trembled, as if his embarrassing past had been exposed. He covered his face with his hands and turned to the back of the sofa.

"Yad!"

Gray took out an exquisite metal cage from beneath his gray robe and spoke to a strange, cube-shaped object inside.

"Even if it's true, you can't say it so bluntly. It will hurt your master's feelings!"

"what......"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the sofa, as if someone was trying to cover something up.

"Master, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Did you get trampled when you fell?"

"what!"

"What's going on? The sound is even louder!"

Gray was at a loss, while Yad in the cage stared in disbelief.

"Gray, are you some kind of genius?"

"You're so noisy, kid. It's just a fall. You have to be brave enough to face your past failures to grow."

A burly figure appeared in the living room. Rider took a portion of the food Gray had brought back and began to eat it by himself.

"Mr. Rider, how is your recovery going?"

"good."

Rider said casually.

"I didn't expect Saber to have such a terrifying Noble Phantasm. It can even cleave through a Reality Marble. If someone were hit by it directly, they would definitely die."

Thinking back to last night's battle.

That Saber actually managed to cleave the Reality Marble with her sword.

But unlike Gilgamesh's power last time, which was enough to destroy the entire barrier, this one was more like cutting space itself apart.

Because we were wary from the beginning, we paid the price with our beloved horse, plus a bit of luck.

He was able to avoid dying at the scene.

Despite suffering a serious injury, with Webber's support, he should recover by tonight. He's thinking of launching a surprise attack.

But the other party must have already hidden themselves.

That Noble Phantasm had a very high load-bearing capacity; after it was used, Saber was immediately carried away by Archer.

The other person's situation is much worse than his.

Finding someone in such a large city is obviously impractical, so the only remaining competitors are...

"Rider, I suggest we raid Caster's group first."

Weber's suggestion came from recovering from the pain of his dark past.

“Caster is Medea, a witch from the Age of Gods. If we get her to help us, along with Surtr, who is strong in close combat, continuing to drag this out could be disadvantageous for us.”

"Yes, indeed."

As a king who has spent most of his life on the battlefield, Rider's perception of the situation is obviously keen.

Compared to the already limited strength of the Saber and Archer combination, Surtr is undoubtedly more threatening.

The other two are currently in a weakened state, which presents a good opportunity.

"Then it's decided, tonight's enemy."

fsn: Chapter 51 Have you eaten?

Levantine BBQ received unanimous praise from everyone. The exciting BBQ party finally came to an end, and it was time to get down to business.

Ryudong Temple, front courtyard.

A hazy mist hung over the ground, turning the bright sky gray, as if a curtain had been drawn over the surroundings.

But this is not a sudden change in weather. If you look closely, you will find that this is a world completely opposite to reality.

The opposite of what is literally said, like looking in a mirror, they are now in a world reflected in the mirror.

A mirrored world.

Medea bent down and began to draw something in the center of the courtyard with a pen.

Under Surtr's admiring gaze.

A perfect circle, as perfect as a compass, quickly took shape, with a large circle containing a smaller circle, and some incomprehensible symbols added inside, gradually forming a complete magic array.

Indeed, being able to draw a circle freehand is a necessary condition for becoming an excellent mage.

"Master, everything is ready. We can summon you at any time."

A moment later, Medea stood up from the ground.

It was a magic circle similar to the one used to summon Servants, but with some differences in details.

In the center of the magic circle was a golden sheepskin, which had become bare for some reason.

However, these are all minor matters.

Don't worry about it.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

As if suddenly remembering something, Medea paused, reached into the pocket of her black robe, took out a pair of black earrings, and handed them to Surtr.

This was obtained from Gilgamesh last time.

"We've figured out the purpose of this costume, and it should be useful from now on."

"Oh? What is it?"

Surtr took it and asked.

"These earrings are engraved with runes that grant language proficiency. Once worn, they will eliminate any language barriers between you and other people or intelligent beings. They are a very rare piece of jewelry."

Medea explained.

"Really? Looks like I'm really lucky. I got a rare item right away."

No wonder it didn't work at all when she tried it before.

Incidentally, Surtr didn't have any automatic language proficiency after transmigrating; her ability to communicate normally was entirely due to her efforts in her previous life.

Although she was practically illiterate in her past life, she still managed to pass the N1 level of Japanese. While she wasn't perfect, she could at least have normal conversations.

Considering she might go to different worlds later, this is quite a useful ability.

"But what about other intelligent life forms, even those that aren't human?"

"Yes."

"What about the dragon offspring?"

"Of course, pure-blooded dragons possess intelligence comparable to humans, so communication is not a problem for them. However, in the eyes of most dragons, humans are not worth communicating with; the difference in their life levels is too great, just like how humans view ants."

"I see."

Surtr nodded, but still planned to try later; it would be best if they could resolve the issue through dialogue.

"Master, shall I help you put it on?"

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Surtr nodded, handed the earring to Medea, and raised her hand to brush aside the strands of hair beside her ear, revealing the ear hidden beneath her red hair.

Medea took off her gloves, leaned closer, and reached out to touch Surtr's small earlobe.

Slightly cool fingers fiddled with my ear, and I felt a soft, jade-like touch against my body.

The two were very close, the brim of the hood brushing against Surtr's cheek, allowing him to observe the other's delicate chin and tempting soft lips up close.

At such close range, you can faintly smell the fresh fragrance emanating from the other person.

It smells like herbs, and it's invigorating.

"Hey, Sera, what are they doing? Aren't they supposed to be summoning a dragon?"

Behind them, the Einzbern trio, who had followed to watch the show, stood at the edge of the mirrored world.

Taming a dragon is a rare and exciting thing, so I definitely had to join in the fun.

But why hasn't it started yet?

Grinding and chirping.

“Miss, you are still young. You will understand these things when you grow up.”

Sera said respectfully.

"I am already eighteen years old."

Ilya pouted and retorted.

A moment later, Surtr successfully acquired the new equipment. He touched his ear with his hand, and the dangling pillar-shaped ornaments struck his skin, sending a cool sensation through him.

This is the first time in my two lifetimes that I've worn this kind of jewelry, and it feels quite novel.

"But I don't feel anything."

Let's try it on a dragon next.

"Let's begin."

"Surtel said."

Upon receiving the order, Medea went to the summoning circle, placed her staff there, and began chanting the incantation.

Unlike Servant summoning.

Servant summoning is a means of bringing the dead, engraved in the Throne of Heroes, back to reality, but summoning dragons is different.

According to legend, the nameless, sleepless dragon was drugged by Medea with herbs and was never killed.

After the decline of the Age of Gods, most of these fantastical species migrated to the Inner Sea of ​​Stars.

They're probably having a great time over there right now.

The magic power within my body is draining away.

At the same time, colorful fluorescence appeared above the magic circle.

Medea's black robes fluttered wildly, and a raging wind swept outwards from the magic circle.

As the incantation continued, the light grew stronger. The surrounding air became oppressive, and one could sense that something terrifying was descending.

Finally, the dazzling light filled his entire field of vision, and Surtr squinted.

"Roar!!!"