Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 88

Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 88

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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88 Heroic Spirit Summon

“Fujino, you’re still young, don’t walk down the path of crime!”

The room, with the curtains drawn and lights off, was shrouded in a hazy darkness.

Although it was not just dim, even in an environment where one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face, Noah remained unaffected.

However, looking at the ‘coiled and ready’ Asagami Fujino in front of him, he found it hard to keep his composure.

The current Asagami Fujino, though still bearing a youthful face, had a figure that was no longer indistinguishable like an ordinary little girl, with visible curves.

Long legs, a delicate waist and hips, and a pronounced chest.

Although she was still just beginning to show signs of maturity, merely achieving the ‘0 breakthrough’ level, this was a country where loli culture thrived.

Many girls, by the time they fully developed, were only slightly taller than Asagami Fujino, with figures that were completely flat.

Yet, there were those who had a taste for this, believing that the smaller and flatter an Elf female’s figure, the better.

Types like Asagami Fujino, who were still petite but had begun to show the characteristics of an Elf female, were even more enticingly dangerous.

Oh, and there’s a specific term for it, called…

In any case, if Asagami Fujino were to change out of her school uniform and claim she was 15, some might actually believe her.

However, when she crawled over from the bed like a wildcat spotting its prey, using both hands and feet, and looked at him with a fiery gaze from beneath her glasses, Noah found it hard to maintain his composure.

What happened to that soft, weak, introverted little girl?

Although Noah thought that her previous doll-like, lifeless appearance wasn’t great, it was hard to believe that just a year had passed and she had become so fierce.

“Breaking the law? Big brother, that’s not right! We’ve already entered the realm of Magecraft; how can the laws of Ordinary People apply to us?”

I said that just to make you understand your uniqueness, not for you to interpret it this way, okay?

While Noah was grumbling in his heart, Asagami Fujino had already crawled the short distance across the bed and pounced into his arms.

Then, skillfully nudging Noah’s palm with her little head, she affectionately rubbed against him, squinting her eyes in comfort.

“Besides, here, I’m not Asagami Fujino, just big brother’s good little puppy.”

The faint fragrance from the girl, along with her subtle weight and the curves that her thin clothing couldn’t hide, made Noah roll his eyes.

A year ago, Noah took Asagami Fujino to the Asagami family for a simple farewell, and then brought her to Fuyuki City.

At first, Noah was worried that Asagami Fujino would not adapt to the new life in a new place.

But unexpectedly, Asagami Fujino adapted to her new life quickly, probably because she was fascinated by the new things she could touch after regaining her sense of touch, and even forgot her homesickness.

On the other hand, Matou Sakura, who was originally well-behaved and sensible, turned into a clingy child, almost refusing to leave Noah’s side.

If she would cry or throw a tantrum, Noah could have handled it.

But her expressionless face, staring at him without a smile or tears, reminded Noah of when he first met Ais.

Helpless, Noah eventually gave in to Matou Sakura’s clinginess, even bathing together in the end.

Fortunately, the girl still knew to use the toilet by herself; otherwise, Noah would have had to become a super dad.

It took 2 whole months for Matou Sakura to return to normal.

Then, Asagami Fujino started to get naughty!

At first, she would just raise an eyebrow and smile at Noah when Matou Sakura wasn’t paying attention.

Later, she would touch Noah’s leg while picking up chopsticks during meals.

Well, Matou Sakura was sitting on Noah at the time, but she was too short and didn’t notice.

In the end, Asagami Fujino even snuck into bed and stuck to Noah’s back while Matou Sakura was asleep, leaving him unable to move.

Matou Sakura, no matter how insensitive she was, eventually discovered the situation and began to engage in a “battle of wits” with Asagami Fujino.

However, Matou Sakura, being only 4 or 5 years old, couldn’t catch Asagami Fujino in the act and couldn’t confront her even when she was angry.

The situation continued for half a year, with periods of calm and escalation.

For Noah, the time he was tormented by the two girls was a period he couldn’t bear to look back on.

This must be kept hidden from Riveria and Ryougi Shiki; otherwise, just thinking about their disgusted gazes would make Noah’s toes curl in embarrassment.

Riveria might not find out, but the all-knowing Ryougi Shiki probably saw everything clearly.

Oh no, I’m doomed.

A month ago, the two girls were at a stalemate over a festival, and Noah, unable to take it anymore, made a promise to Asagami Fujino.

The condition, of course, was her long-cherished desire to suck his blood.

Although Noah felt that his already fragile moral bottom line was being broken again, he had no choice but to agree in order to gain temporary peace of mind.

Thinking that getting first place would be a piece of cake for Asagami Fujino, Noah’s condition was that she had to get a perfect score.

Considering that Asagami Fujino had become somewhat “bored with playing” since arriving in Fuyuki City, and that Noah hadn’t been taking care of her, he thought it would be difficult for her to get a perfect score.

Moreover, by the time the next exam came around, the Holy Grail War would already be over, and he would be in Orario.

It was unlikely that he would be so unlucky as to be “hit” by Asagami Fujino’s perfect score on the first try…

That’s what Noah thought at the time.

But in reality, she actually got a perfect score on the first try!

It wasn’t until a faint, ticklish sensation on his chin brought him back to reality that Noah snapped out of his daze.

He looked down and met Asagami Fujino’s deep crimson eyes.

However, this time, her eyes seemed to hold a hint of worry and loneliness that hadn’t been there before.

This made Noah’s heart skip a beat.

Before he could say anything, Asagami Fujino had already pressed her face against his chest, her voice barely above a whisper as she breathed out a gentle Flame Breath.

“Onii-chan, are you planning to leave?”

Noah opened his mouth, but found that anything he said would be pointless.

“You… know?”

“Onii-chan and Kariya-uncle’s expressions over the past few days have been clear as day; not just me, but Sakura has noticed too.”

These words made Noah glance towards the door, his gaze seeming to penetrate the gate as he looked at the slender figure beyond.

“To be honest, I’ve had a feeling for a while now… Onii-chan, you’re not from our world, are you?”

Although Asagami Fujino tried to maintain her usual tone, Noah could still detect a hint of loneliness and reluctance, which made his heart feel a bit uneasy.

Since leaving the mountain village, Noah hadn’t spent this much time with anyone, and he naturally felt a sense of responsibility that he had never felt before.

Whether it was Asagami Fujino or Matou Sakura, they had both been rescued by him from desperate situations.

Now, he was about to leave without finding a safe and stable environment for them, which filled Noah with a sense of guilt.

“…Do you have to go?”

Lifting his hand, Noah gently patted Asagami Fujino’s slender back, slowly closing his eyes.

When he opened them again, all confusion was gone, replaced by firm clarity.

“I still have many battles to fight, many Enemies to vanquish.”

Yes, just like how he saved me and Matou Sakura, the big brother is like the free wind, never stopping for anyone.

To have him accompany me for a year, I should be content.

Thinking this, Asagami Fujino no longer hesitated, casting aside all weakness from her heart.

“Big brother, you said both Sakura and I possess excellent Magecraft Talent. Is that true?”

“Of course, the talents you both possess are rare even in ancient times, and can be called a Miracle now. It’s just that I’m not good at teaching.”

Asagami Fujino rose from Noah’s embrace, resting her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes with her clear, radiant eyes.

“So, big brother, don’t worry. We will strive to become strong, and we will come to find you!”

Noah’s understanding of this world was indeed limited.

On the surface, it seemed the mysteries of this era had declined to a sorry state.

But looking closely, there were things like the Holy Grail War and [Ryougi Shiki] appearing.

So whether someone could travel through time and reach the Orario world, Noah wasn’t sure.

However, seeing Asagami Fujino’s expression, he kept his thoughts to himself.

“…Alright, I will wait for you.”

But in the next moment, a wild glint returned to Asagami Fujino’s eyes.

“Then, before that, please, Master, fulfill your promise.”

Outside the door, Matou Sakura listened to the faint moans, her face cycling through shades of green, white, and red, her hands clenched so tight she nearly shattered her teeth.

Deliberate, that fox spirit, that flirty cat is definitely doing this on purpose!

Last time I was bitten, the Fundamental didn’t make such a fuss!

She’s doing this because she knows I’m out here!

But Matou Sakura had to admit, the faint sounds involuntarily conjured an image of Noah’s satisfied, intoxicated face in her mind, a Flame burning low in her heart.

The pattern on her hand emitted a burning sensation, stirring a strong urge within Matou Sakura.

The dazed girl couldn’t discern what this urge was.

The only thing she was sure of was… she had to endure, she must endure!

Uncle Kariya said that this thing called Command Spell is extremely important for big brother’s upcoming battles, and it absolutely cannot be wasted lightly!

I couldn’t offer much help to big brother in the first place, so I definitely shouldn’t hold him back!

However, just thinking about Noah’s impending departure, Matou Sakura’s mind went blank, and her heart felt like a gaping hole had been torn open, causing all her emotions to spill out.

What remained was not coldness, but a pure void.

Why, why do you have to leave, big brother?

Can’t we just live happily together here, isn’t that good?

Why?

Why?

Why…

After Noah tucked in Asagami Fujino, who was sound asleep, and left the bedroom, he couldn’t help but let out a slight sigh at the sight of the empty corridor.

Before they knew it, the night of the Heroic Spirit Summon had arrived.

In the basement of the Matou Family, a complex and intricate Magic Circle was drawn.

Looking at his handiwork, Matou Kariya discarded the chicken drained of blood and then turned to Noah.

At this moment, Noah, restored to his pale silver Armor and with a long sword in hand, nodded.

Taking a deep breath, Matou Kariya reached out, and the figure of Tohsaka Tokiomi seemed to appear before his eyes.

“Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill!”

“Cycle round and round, and then comes the fifth…”

As a brilliant light began to shine in the basement, Matou Kariya couldn’t help but smile.

Tohsaka Tokiomi, die!

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At the Tohsaka Residence, within the Magecraft Workshop.

It was late at night, yet the basement was bustling with activity.

“Kirei, have the assassins confirmed that the surroundings are secure?”

The speaker was a middle-aged man dressed in a dark red suit.

Such a vibrant color like wine might typically seem jarring, but on him, it exuded an unusual steadiness.

With a dignified appearance, a composed tone, and a tall, straight posture, he was like a traditional noble from stories, always radiating elegance.

“There are no issues. I’ve sent most of the assassins to patrol the vicinity of the Tohsaka Household. There have been no incidents, and the Barrier is active around the clock.”

The young man dressed as a priest answered meticulously.

Tohsaka Tokiomi nodded in satisfaction and then silently looked at the tightly sealed box in his hand.

The weight is very light, but in Tohsaka Tokiomi’s hand, it feels as heavy as a thousand pounds.

After the originally planned Holy Relic was stolen, Tohsaka Tokiomi had no choice but to sell off most of the Tohsaka Household’s assets to regain a Holy Relic with sufficient strength.

The gem Magecraft practiced by the Tohsaka Household is an exceptionally excellent form of inheritance, comprehensive and nearly devoid of easily targeted flaws.

However, in the world of Magecraft, there aren’t many users of this practice, because it costs money! A lot of money!

Whether for research or battle, a gem capable of storing Mana starts at 5 hundred thousand yen, and once used, it becomes a worthless scrap.

This is undoubtedly a very expensive form of magic; you can’t afford it without sufficient assets.

The main income of the Tohsaka Household comes from selling the Spirit Ground it manages in Fuyuki City, which is the most important source of revenue to ensure proper funding.

Considering that the Spirit Ground is the foundation for the revival of the Tohsaka Household, Tohsaka Tokiomi could only choose to sell off many Magecraft patents he held.

These patents were originally capable of bringing in millions of yen yearly for the Tohsaka Household, but now they can only be sold at a loss.

One could say that if this Holy Grail War fails, the Tohsaka Household will regress to the state it was in hundreds of years ago overnight.

Yet, Tohsaka Tokiomi, who has paid such a price, strangely does not harbor much resentment towards that Emiya Kiritsugu.

Because the other party is also one of the unfortunate ones.

The Master of the Clock Tower, a super genius ranked among the Magi at such a young age.

In comparison, Tohsaka Tokiomi, who is merely an ordinary genius, can better understand the other’s excellence and strength.

Having the Holy Relic taken away by someone like that, even the Magus Assassin can only feel helpless, right?

But thinking about the upcoming battle against such an opponent, Tohsaka Tokiomi’s heart was filled with pressure.

His only advantage was probably that he understood the essence of the Holy Grail War better than his opponent, and had prepared himself in advance.

“Teacher?”

Feeling his disciple’s gaze, Tohsaka Tokiomi loosened his clenched fist.

Elegance, he must maintain elegance!

The motto of the Tohsaka Household was to always remain elegant, and it was by remembering this that Tohsaka Tokiomi, with his strong self-discipline, had endured countless hardships and become the refined and composed person he was today.

After a simple inspection, Tohsaka Tokiomi began to chant his incantation aloud.

“The foundation is silver and iron, the basis is stone and the contract of the great lord, the ancestor is my venerable ancestor, Zouken…”

In the distant Einzbern Castle, a magnificent snow-covered landscape unfolded under the bright sun.

The radiant sunlight shone down from the clear blue sky, illuminating the snow-capped mountains that stretched as far as the eye could see, casting a dazzling glow.

Amidst this breathtaking scenery, with only the pure white and deep blue hues, there were hints of dark brown walnut wood and white flowers.

“…Sigh, why did it have to turn out like this?”

Emiya Kiritsugu exhaled a plume of smoke, gazing out the window at the beautiful snowscape, his eyes somewhat vacant.

As for the reason, it lay not far behind him…

“Gilgamesh? Isn’t that the legendary King of Heroes?! He’s too powerful! Big brother, you’re the best!!”

“Oh? Little girl, you’re quite perceptive! Even a mere puppet recognizes my greatness! I thought this era was filled with fools who couldn’t tell their betters.”

“This can’t be! Big brother is so strong, he must be the strongest! Not only the strongest, but also the most handsome!! We’ve already won this Holy Grail War!”

“Hahahahahaha!!! Not bad, not bad! Kiritsugu, although you’re a dull individual, you have a decent daughter! She speaks the truth! Hmm? Little puppet, why are you looking at me like that?”

“Uh, big brother, would you like to try on these clothes? Kiritsugu doesn’t fit into them, but you’re so handsome, you’d definitely look great!”

“You dare to ask me, the King, to wear commoner’s clothes?! This is a capital offense! However, I’ll forgive you! After all, I shouldn’t expect all my lowly subjects to produce treasures worthy of me. I’ll just take a look at what this era has to offer.”

“Long live Gilgamesh! Long live the King of Heroes!”

Listening to the strange conversation between the little girl and the tyrant, Emiya Kiritsugu couldn’t help but let out a sigh filled with loneliness.

Though it was a misfortune to have the Holy Relic stolen by El-Melloi II from Clock Tower, fortunately, he had reacted in time and took the Holy Relic of Tohsaka Household in return.

Trading the Knight of Owner Holy Relic, which would surely be sung about throughout the world, for the oldest King of Heroes Holy Relic, Emiya Kiritsugu felt it was a fair deal.

The Summon went smoothly as well, though not the Assassin class he desired most, the Archer class was still somewhat compatible with his tactics.

As a Magus Assassin skilled in Assassination and ambush, naturally, an Assassin who could cooperate with reconnaissance and surprise attacks would be best.

But, if not, Emiya Kiritsugu felt that as long as it wasn’t Saber or Lancer, classes that required Close-Combat, it would be manageable.

However, with a qualified Holy Relic acquired and a suitable class summoned…

Numerically speaking, this Golden Light Shiny Servant was undoubtedly remarkable.

Possessing a Noble Phantasm of such a broken level, it was likely he wouldn’t even need to take action himself to easily win the Holy Grail War.

From this point of view, even if he was met with insults like “Bastard” and ridicule, Emiya Kiritsugu felt it was acceptable.

Still, looking at the other party’s arrogant and unrestrained expression, Emiya Kiritsugu always felt an unsettling unease.

Why did he always sense that he would fail at a crucial moment?

Ah, better prepare a good Scheme in advance.

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“The undercurrent of water, paying attention to ‘circulation’, burying corpses, containing life and guardianship…”

In the morning, Noah came to the backyard and saw the purple-robed Figure standing in the courtyard, staring intently at the Matou mansion’s land, so he quietly approached from behind.

“Medea (Caster), how are preparations coming along? Can a Magecraft Workshop be built here?”

The clear voice suddenly coming from behind caused Medea (Caster) to stiffen, the beautiful purple hair under the black robe seemed to stand on end.

She struggled to suppress the urge to run away like a startled cat and sheepishly looked at the silver-haired youth behind her.

Even though Noah’s face was handsome and he even wore a rare smile, to Medea (Caster), he was as terrifying as an Oni.

After being Summoned yesterday, Medea (Caster) had just formed a contract with her useless Master when Noah immediately beat her, almost making her cough up her Spirit Core.

At that moment, Medea (Caster) once again felt the terror of being up close with a Berserker!

Just when Medea (Caster) thought this was an enemy Servant

ambushing her and she was about to be instantly defeated, Noah revealed he was an ally.

Furthermore, he explained that the reason he beat Medea (Caster) was because he was worried she would look down on him and not follow orders when they cooperated.

Damn it!

Are you kidding me!

When did I ever say I looked down on him or wouldn’t follow orders?

Why didn’t you ask first before you attacked?

Besides, you’re a Berserker, and you beat a Caster in Close-Combat, is that something to be proud of?

All sorts of resentful emotions vanished the moment Medea (Caster) learned the other party’s Class was Berserker.

As expected, these warriors’ brains are not normal!

After her anger subsided, a calm Medea (Caster) hesitated for a moment before choosing to accept the alliance.

There was no other choice; the Master clearly sided with this Servant, and she was being stuck to by a Berserker.

Just as Medea (Caster) felt the future of her Holy Grail War was incredibly bleak, she learned why Noah wanted her to provide Mana.

The Masters of this Holy Grail War are truly bizarre; first, there’s an Ordinary Person who can’t use Magecraft, but at least he’s an adult.

When did 5 or 6-year-old little girls become Masters?

Although her aptitude is barely acceptable, in Medea (Caster)’s eyes, she’s only slightly better than her useless Master, and the Mana she provides is almost negligible.

After glancing around, Medea (Caster) suddenly felt fortunate about Noah’s existence.

Even though he seems a bit of an airhead, he still has impressive combat power with a little girl as his Master, which is enough to prove his extraordinary abilities.

If she were to provide him with Mana using her ancient Magecraft, he would surely become a very powerful Servant, wouldn’t he?

Looking left and right, Medea (Caster) had to admit that the two of them were truly a match made in heaven as allies.

Among all Servants, Caster should be the least picky about their Master’s type.

Low Mana is fine, low combat power is fine, and even being a bit dim-witted is fine.

Caster can find their own Mana, summon their own Servants, and plan their own tactics.

As long as the Master isn’t a brain-dead idiot who’d use Command Spells to restrict their Servant, Caster can fully arrange an entire war by themselves.

The only problem is that Caster can’t handle close combat, and finding a Servant that can match the power of 3 Riders isn’t easy to summon, requiring a lot of effort.

Especially with the highest agility, Lancer can easily dodge Magecraft Offensive Arts, making him a natural enemy of Caster.

And now, having a powerful Berserker who is excellent yet lacking in Mana by my side is simply the perfect combination, isn’t it?

Just thinking about it, Medea (Caster) almost burst into laughter…

But no!

Remembering the heavy blow to her abdomen from last night, Medea (Caster) immediately suppressed her joy, maintaining the cold pride of a divine generation Magus.

That damn brat!

I’ve never been humiliated like this before!

Of course, she thought that way, but when Medea (Caster) met Noah’s gaze, she honestly lowered her head.

“The Leyline of this mansion isn’t very impressive; it’s more than enough for a Magecraft Workshop and defensive Barrier, but if we need to provide extra Mana and defend against other Servants, I suggest going to the mountains in the west. I sense a very powerful Leyline there.”

Damn it!

Why am I being so honest about this!

When will I ever be free from this fear of being dominated by a Berserker!

In this cold weather, I’m shaking all over from anger!

Although Noah vaguely noticed that Medea (Caster) seemed to be trembling under her robe, he thought there were more important issues to address right now.

“Medea (Caster), I don’t understand these things either, so I’ll leave it to you, but besides that, there’s another question I want to discuss with you first… Do you want the Holy Grail? Or rather, what is your purpose in participating in the Holy Grail War?”

Since there have been cases of the Holy Grail choosing an Ordinary Person as a Master, there are indeed Masters who are uninterested in the Holy Grail due to their lack of understanding.

However, all Servants respond to the call of the Holy Grail and have a very strong desire for it.

Therefore, Servants who are uninterested in the Holy Grail are almost non-existent.

And since there is only one Holy Grail, this means that any pair of Servants or Masters can never fully cooperate, always prepared to backstab each other and prevent being backstabbed.

Thus, the question Noah posed is undoubtedly very sharp and unanswerable.

Where am I?

This is the Holy Grail War!

If a Servant isn’t interested in the Holy Grail, they might as well go back to the Heroic Spirit seat and dig for sweet potatoes!

Feeling the air around her suddenly solidify, Medea (Caster) bit her lip and raised her eyes from beneath her black robe to glare at Noah.

“What do you want to say? Threatening me to give up on the Holy Grail? You might as well kill me now.”

Although Medea (Caster) spoke with determination, her tone lacked valor and instead carried a hint of melancholy.

After Medea (Caster) sized up Noah, she realized something she had to admit.

That was, despite her intense dislike for this brat who had beaten her up upon their first meeting, she was surprised to find he didn’t pose a threat to her.

In fact, he showed none of the caution a Servant should have towards another, even after learning her True Name.

Medea (Caster) was rather confident in her judgment of this.

Well, not so much in her ability to read people, but in her experience of being betrayed.

“Well, that’s not it. I mainly have a favor to ask of you.”

Noah suddenly raised his hand, pointing behind him, “It’s about them.”

Medea (Caster) followed his finger and locked eyes with the two little girls peeking out from behind the wall.

In the next moment, the two girls scurried back behind the wall like startled pigeons.

Medea (Caster) was aware of those 2 young girls; after all, there were only a few breathing souls in the mansion, and these two had decent talent in Magecraft.

But what was with that look in their eyes just now?

Why did they glare at her with such resentment, as if she were a cat caught stealing fish?

What have I done?

“I have no aspirations for the Holy Grail. If I have any expectations, it’s to fight passionately with others, and after the Holy Grail War is over, I intend to leave this world. I hope there will be someone left behind to take care of them.”

Take care of them?

Children do need looking after.

But what does that have to do with me, a merciless, decisive Magus of divine generation?

Why are you telling me this?

Medea (Caster), completely confused, met Noah’s intense gaze and widened her eyes in realization.

“You, you want me to take care of them?”

Without even mentioning how she, as a Servant, would stay, just the fact that she’d been chosen to care for children was enough to make Medea (Caster)’s mind go haywire.

“Who am I?”

“The betrayed Witch, Medea (Caster)!”

“Is it your head that’s fried, or mine, to think of entrusting children to me?”

Under Medea (Caster)’s gaze, Noah naturally nodded.

“Yeah, I figured you saw that these two little girls are quite talented. To care for them, you need someone trustworthy, and someone with enough Magecraft to teach and protect them. At the moment, I don’t think anyone is more suitable than you.”

Seeing Noah become more and more confident, even clenching his fist and lowering his hand with a “I told you so” expression, Medea (Caster) felt like she was about to lose her mind.

“It’s not about Magecraft being strong or weak!”

“While I do have some confidence in my Magecraft, shouldn’t the key issue be why you trust me?”

“I’m the ‘betrayed Witch’!”

“I don’t even trust myself that much!”

As a ‘betrayed Witch’, this kind of righteous and unwavering trust felt utterly incomprehensible to Medea (Caster).

What she really wanted to ask was, ‘Why do you trust me so much?’

But when she tried to say it, she couldn’t bring herself to utter the words.

Noah naturally saw Medea (Caster)’s shock and could imagine what was going through her mind.

After all, it was he who had Matou Kariya travel halfway across the world to find Medea (Caster)’s Holy Relic, so he had researched her history.

When summoning her, Noah had considered ending things with a single sword strike if he felt something was wrong.

The moment he summoned Medea (Caster), Noah’s first instinct was to strike, sensing something was off.

But just as he swung his fist, Noah realized the problem wasn’t with Medea (Caster) herself.

The feeling he got wasn’t that she was untrustworthy or dangerous, but a Déjà Vu, like seeing another Ojou-sama.

Yeah, Noah thought, this Medea (Caster) was perfect for raising children with!

If he missed this opportunity, he would regret it for the rest of his life!

After seeing that Medea (Caster) was obviously stunned by his straight ball, Noah also temporarily slowed down his attack to give her some time to think.

After all, raising children is a long-term thing, and you must think clearly.

If I get tricked into this now and regret it after I leave, then I’m done for.

“Besides, I always have a bad feeling about this Holy Grail thing.”

Suddenly sensing something, Noah looked up and saw a plane flying overhead.

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