In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

After listening to the information provided by Kirei Kotomine, Luo Wei nodded slightly and then hung up the phone, having roughly grasped the current situation.

Seeing his radiant smile, Mary nudged her arm and asked:

"What's wrong? Did something good happen?"

"Well, that's about right... I should say everyone's here as expected, which means it's about time to wrap things up. I'm going out to meet someone later, so I'll leave Rin Tohsaka in your care."

"Oh dear, how irresponsible! And there's such a sense of complacency. The Holy Grail War has already begun, yet our group hasn't even set up a workshop."

Mary stuck out her tongue and complained.

"Do you know how to decorate?"

Luo Wei tilted his head and asked in return.

“Of course not. I much prefer defeating them with my sword to setting up a workshop.” Meryl smiled and replied to him, “Chanting spells is too much trouble. I am the strongest swordsman in Britain.”

"You..."

A helpless smile appeared on his face. Then, Luo Wei stood up, preparing to leave. "I'm leaving now. Remember to look after the house for me, okay, Meryl?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll save you dinner when I get back~"

Looking at this somewhat nagging conversation...

At that moment, Rin Tohsaka on the other side wore an extremely strange expression.

"What a cheesy couple..."

"Huh? You are...?!"

At that moment, Luo Wei, who had just stepped out, also made a somewhat surprised sound when he saw the blue figure that appeared at the door.

"Brother Gou, what are you doing here?!"

"Huh? You're calling me? Who's your 'Dog Bro'? Hey!"

Cú Chulainn, who was responsible for delivering the message, was completely speechless at that moment.

-

Just a short time ago.

On the other side, near the construction site in Fuyuki City.

In some unknown corner, a blue light burst forth.

A handsome hero wielding a crimson magic spear and clad in blue armor, the Irish mad dog, the renowned Son of Light, Cú Chulainn, was summoned in such a vibrant and captivating manner.

"I am Cú Chulainn, a Lancer. Hey, little girl, are you my master?"

Feeling summoned and ready for another battle, Cú Chulainn wore a lighthearted and amused smile as he began to scrutinize the man before him—a man brimming with magical power, possessing Irish warrior blood, and exuding the aura of a reverse-light sword.

"Master?!"

She stared at the young magician dressed in strange yellow clothes, wearing a yellow safety helmet, and with something written on his body that said "a certain food delivery company," and her expression froze instantly.

This woman is really my...master?!

No, something's not right. Something's definitely not right.

Although magic and the contract undoubtedly prove that she is his Master, but, but...

Cú Chulainn was still somewhat unwilling to believe that his Master could be so, so... special?!

"that……"

Before Cú Chulainn could even ask what was going on, Bazette grabbed his hand as if he had seen a savior.

Is this a way of greeting oneself?

Hmm, although he looks a bit strange, he seems like a pretty good guy.

Just as Cú Chulainn was about to bow in return, Bazett suddenly spoke up, "Lancer, you've come at just the right time. I have a very important matter to ask of you."

"Oh, so you've discovered a hostile Servant? That's perfect timing. I've been itching to get my hands dirty since I was summoned." Upon hearing this, Cú Chulainn's eyes suddenly sharpened, then he smiled knowingly and made a promise, "Tell me the location, and I'll go take care of it right away."

“No, there are more important things to do,” Bazett said, gripping his hand with even greater urgency.

"What? Is there anything more important than discovering a Servant?"

Cú Chulainn's eyes widened. "Master, did you discover two Servants? Don't worry, even if there are two, I'll kill them both..."

"No, I'd like to ask you to deliver this to this location for me."

Bazette handed Cú Chulainn a business card with Rowe's contact number and address, and also stuffed a thick stack of envelopes into his hand, containing a lot of banknotes and her contact information.

“The kind person gave me too much money last time, and I didn’t even leave them my contact information. That was really rude of me. Although the amount is far less than what I owe them, please be sure to deliver this for me! I, Bazett, bearing the name of a descendant of Celtic warriors, would never do anything that would be ungrateful.”

"Huh? Ah... running errands?"

Cú Chulainn accepted the envelope and postcard with a bewildered expression.

And then I just watched as Bazett rode the electric scooter he had just rented and started working to pay off his debts.

He felt that something was off.

Although he appreciated Bazett's act of repaying kindness, however...

Why should a dignified Lancer do this kind of errand-running stuff?!

In his time, this was something that people of low status or prisoners of war would do, right?

Although he was extremely busy, it was his Master's order after all, so Cú Chulainn set off anyway. He then found the Tohsaka family's house at the address provided, and unsurprisingly, ran into Loew.

"Hello... buddy."

"Hello, Dog Bro."

So the two of them found a restaurant and ate together.

"In short, that's it. Doesn't it sound surreal, buddy?"

At the dinner table, Cú Chulainn took a big gulp of ice-cold beer and then began to pour out his grievances to Rowe.

He, the mighty Hound of Ireland, a top-tier Servant, Cú Chulainn, never dreamed that the first thing he would do upon being summoned would be to run errands, while his Master was delivering takeout and told to just wander around and not worry about him.

This greatly impacted Cú Chulainn's psyche.

He couldn't figure out what he was there to do.

"It really is not easy... I didn't expect that she would still have to work, and even have to pay for it. Didn't I say I didn't need to? She's such a stubborn woman."

After listening to Cú Chulainn's description and looking at the envelope Bazette had given him, which contained an IOU and a letter written by Bazette himself, Lovi couldn't help but feel somewhat helpless.

But after thinking about it carefully, I quickly let it go.

After all, Bazett is a serious and straightforward magician, an oddball. She did this to avoid owing anyone favors, which isn't hard to understand.

However, just as Lovi was pondering, Cú Chulainn, sitting opposite him, downed his beer in one gulp and began to eat meat in large bites. Then, his sharp, hound-like eyes turned back to Lovi.

"Well, that's basically it. But... bro, you're not an ordinary person, you're a Master, right?"

Cú Chulainn tentatively suggested.

"Yes, I am a master and also a contestant."

Luo Wei didn't hide anything and nodded in response.

The moment those words were spoken, Cú Chulainn, though showing an expression of unsurprised expectation, instinctively took a few steps back, gripping his spear and pointing it directly at Lovi.

"Do you have to be so wary?"

Luo Wei glanced at him helplessly, then picked up his beer and said, "Even if you want to fight, you should finish your beer first, right? It would be too tasteless to start a fight halfway through a meal. The Celtics wouldn't do that, would they? Besides, if I wanted to fight you, I wouldn't have invited you to dinner. So don't worry, we're not enemies, at least not now."

"Tch, I thought you'd be more panicked, so I could scare you a little, but that's all... boring."

Seeing that he hadn't frightened Lovi, Cú Chulainn sat back down, looking at the nonchalant fellow with a hint of exasperation. He asked, "Seriously, is what you're doing really okay? I'm Lancer, you know. Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant for a Servant. I'm not some particularly righteous guy, and I won't show mercy to someone as unguarded as you."

"But you're Cú Chulainn, you should only like fighting strong opponents, right? You wouldn't attack me without your Master's orders, would you?"

"Interesting. You actually recognize me? Is it because of the demonic spear in my hand?"

Cú Chulainn squinted and asked, "If a magician is familiar with Celtic mythology, it wouldn't be difficult for them to recognize me immediately."

"No, it's because we both have a very memorable person from the past."

Luo Wei shook his head and answered him with a smile.

This statement made Cú Chulainn even more curious.

"An old friend? Who is it? You actually know someone from my time? But how could you possibly know someone after thousands of years? Unless..."

"The other party has lived for thousands of years, right?" Luo Wei replied with a smile.

"I see."

Cú Chulainn nodded and continued to drink beer, but the next moment, as if he had thought of something, Cú Chulainn's eyes suddenly widened.

"Pfft! Wait a minute, thousands of years old! He's lived from the Celtic era to this era, and he's an old acquaintance of mine, doesn't that mean—!!"

Yes, that's the one.

Rowe replied, "It's Scáthach."

"Holy crap! You wouldn't happen to be that old woman's lover, would you?!"

Upon hearing this name he would never forget, Cú Chulainn suddenly jumped up from his seat and shouted out a startling statement.

Even Luo Wei's expression froze for a moment.

"This guy is so unreliable!"

Chapter 378 Seven Contestants

Luo Wei: "???"

Does the fact that I typed this mean something's wrong with you?

Upon hearing Cú Chulainn's astonishing remark, even Lovi couldn't help but spit out his beer. He then looked at Cú Chulainn with disbelief, his eyes filled with confusion and horror. This look made Cú Chulainn burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Just kidding, it's just a joke, buddy, why are you so nervous?"

"But judging from your appearance, you're not lying. You really do have a connection with that old woman."

Seeing Lovi's appearance, Cú Chulainn was certain that Lovi did indeed know Scáthach, and seemed to understand her very well.