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

"Hey, how could you do this?"

Mary protested, but was then silenced by Rowe.

As expected, the two of them started fooling around at the dining table again.

Seeing this scene, Rin Tohsaka, who was already used to it, was immune to it. She had long been used to the way the master and servant got along. It seemed like the servants were bickering, but in reality, they were more like lovers, or an old married couple. They had a great sense of understanding and were extremely rude to each other. They both seemed to like this way of getting along.

Sakura was somewhat bewildered upon seeing this scene.

Although she didn't know what was going on, she had a feeling that this woman named Meryl was very likely to be the biggest opponent Reines would face.

However, more than anything else, Rin Tohsaka immediately inquired about her own situation upon seeing Merry.

"Um, Mage Melly, how far has the plan progressed with helping me get my body back to normal and completely thwarting Ishtar's ambitions?"

Rin Tohsaka sighed deeply.

Although Ereshkigal has suppressed Ishtar, she still remembers what Merry said: Ishtar modified her body and might not leave even after the Holy Grail War ends.

The thought of it made her feel like there was a bomb buried inside her, ready to explode at any moment. She needed to defuse that bomb as quickly as possible to truly feel at ease.

Forget about the Holy Grail War for now, we must completely eliminate Ishtar.

"That's being done, it's being done, but it takes time. Even adjusting you or making your costume takes time. You need to hold on for at least two more days."

Meryl casually flicked her nails and said, "And you have to be careful. Although Ishtar can't come out now, there's another goddess inside your body. Remember to keep an eye on the other one, otherwise if you get modified again, I won't have time to adjust you back to normal."

Reminded by Merry, Rin Tohsaka's mind suddenly went blank, and then she immediately thought of Ereshkigal, who had been silent since the afternoon, so she hurriedly called out to her.

"Ereshkigal! What are you doing?!"

"Master, did you call me?"

Summoned by Rin Tohsaka, Ereshkigal, who was hesitating about whether to secretly make some improvements to allow herself to stay a little longer, immediately peeked out guiltily, only to see Rin's incredulous gaze.

Seeing Ereshkigal's reaction, Rin Tohsaka's lips twitched involuntarily. At this moment, she was perfectly clear about what had happened.

These two sisters from Sumerian mythology are indeed equally troublesome.

It was at this time that she came to understand more deeply the true meaning of the saying that humans cannot defeat the gods.

The two goddesses have different personalities.

However, in some places they do indeed arrive at the same conclusion through different paths.

That's being willful.

So-called goddesses are all extremely willful, making it impossible to predict their actions. They won't listen to force, and even enticement will only make them take advantage of you.

Even with Ereshkigal, if you look away for too long, she might pull out some trick at any moment, making it impossible for you to relax.

"Fine, Ellie, from now on you'll share half of your body control with me, and don't leave my sight again."

"Huh?"

Thinking of this, Rin Tohsaka gritted her teeth and decided to keep Ereshkigal in a state where each of them controlled half of her body and their consciousnesses coexisted, so that she could supervise her.

Although sharing control of her body like this is not very comfortable for her, it is definitely better than waking up to find that her body no longer belongs to her at all.

Upon seeing this, Luo Wei calmly took a sip of tea.

Sakura watched her sister interact with the Servant with a smile, and then sighed.

My older sister is as lively as ever...

Rather than the refined elegance she was taught, her current lively demeanor is what truly makes her a great older sister.

Meanwhile, Meryl continued to enjoy the scene she had instigated with a mischievous grin.

Although she has reformed, the chaos of being a fairy and the wickedness of a witch still flow in her bones.

In the bustling downtown area of ​​Fuyuki City.

It was already evening.

After a busy day, Chef Cú Chulainn finally sold out all the fish.

After finishing his work, he lightly tapped the thick stack of banknotes in his hand, and then a joyful smile of satisfaction spread across his face.

Sales were great today! Even excluding the money Luo Wei gave us, it was still a substantial income.

Keep some as a tip for the trouble of buying the wine, and hand over the rest to the master.

Well, although it was another day without fighting, it was surprisingly fulfilling. It seems that ordinary people in this era are quite happy too.

Hmm, I'll go find him tonight and have another good drink with him.

Just as Cú Chulainn was thinking this, and then, with light steps, packed up his stall, preparing to hurry back for a drink, a golden figure dressed in an elegant suit appeared in front of the stall without warning.

Are there more guests?

Upon hearing the noise, Cú Chulainn did not turn around, but simply said, "Sorry, we're closing up shop. Please leave."

However, even though Cú Chulainn, as the stall owner, had said so, Lionheart, who was standing in front of the stall with a strange expression, did not leave easily.

"that……"

He glanced at Cú Chulainn, who was still facing away and happily tidying up his stall, and fell into deep self-doubt.

The guy in front of me, whose entire outfit combined probably doesn't even cost as much as my tie...

Is she really a servant?

Chapter 386 The Demon Gun and the Holy Sword

It is obvious that people are not equal and that their joys and sorrows are not shared. This is the norm in this society.

Because of choices, birth, and various other factors, different people's fates, status, reputation, wealth, and other things are different from the moment they are born.

This is something that adults should have understood long ago and know by heart, and it is even more so for warriors who have crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but of course they wouldn't care.

Adults know that instead of complaining about injustice, they should seize the time to do more things so that they can at least change their situation a little. Soldiers understand even more that even if life is unequal, death is the only fair outcome.

No matter what kind of royalty, no matter what kind of wealthy politicians, no matter what kind of young masters and ladies, on the battlefield they are all just corpses. At the end of their lives, they will simply turn into a handful of dust and die in some corner.

However, although he knew and understood this, Cú Chulainn said he was not envious, but his heart was racing with excitement.

At the fish stall at night, a cold sea breeze brought a slight chill, and salty, damp droplets of water dripped from the corners of Cú Chulainn's eyes.

Of course, those couldn't be tears. Irish hounds don't shed tears over such trivial matters; they were just seawater droplets that accidentally got on their skin while selling salted fish.

However, when Cú Chulainn saw the elegantly dressed blond youth standing opposite him, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Similarly, the contrast and gap between poverty and wealth are now fully revealed at this moment.

On one side was an outfit that looked like it had been casually picked up from a street stall for a few hundred yen, with absolutely no aesthetic appeal and just randomly pieced together. On the other side was a set of luxurious designer clothes that were clearly hand-sewn from head to toe. Just one look at it made Cú Chulainn's lips twitch.

Is this guy here to show off his wealth on purpose?

At this moment, his molars were almost crushed.

So, to avoid losing his composure, Cú Chulainn silently convinced himself that it wasn't worth worrying about. After all, all dead people are the same corpses, and there's no point in comparing oneself to others. The real competition should be based on real strength.

Meanwhile, Richard I, the Lionheart, was also at a loss for words.

After all, his first mission was to go out with his master to gather intelligence and then to search for and probe the enemy.

Not long ago, when passing through the bustling city, his friend Robin Hood said he smelled an extremely powerful servant's aura. So after placing his master in a safe area some distance away, he followed the aura all the way here. However, when he followed his partner Robin Hood's guidance and chased after Cú Chulainn, the scene before him completely baffled him.

There were no fully armed, powerful, and terrifying Servants here. What he saw was just a Servant who was selling fish with great skill and seemed like an ordinary commoner.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but wonder if Robin Hood had made a mistake, or if Robin Hood was deliberately retaliating against him because he had asked him to help move things before.

However, Robin Hood was not so petty. As the summoned creature of the Lionheart King, he was numb at the moment and was also frightened by the scene in front of him, wondering if he had made a mistake.

But no matter how you confirm it, the guy in front of you is definitely that powerful servant. After all, this is Robin Hood's judgment as a legendary scout, and it can't be wrong from the beginning.

Robin Hood persisted with his first answer after repeatedly confirming it, but Richard I, the Lionheart, really didn't know how to start a conversation with him. If he could, he really wanted to stay silent there forever.

After all, the first meeting between a hero and a king wasn't on a quiet street late at night, nor was there a magician as a witness. Instead, it was in front of a noisy fish stall, with a group of salted fish as witnesses. No matter how you look at it, it's just too low-class.

However, since he had come to him first, out of a sense of royal courtesy and reserve, he bowed to Cú Chulainn before him and then politely asked:

"Could it be... that you were actually a hero with a legendary fish-selling reputation in your past life?"

Considering Cú Chulainn's recent performance, Richard I analyzed the situation very seriously and said, "Or perhaps..."

"Were you actually a fisherman in your previous life, and only became a hero later? If so, your real name wouldn't be Santiago from The Old Man and the Sea, would it?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Cú Chulainn's lips twitched slightly.

Although the guy in front of him was indeed analyzing the situation with a straight face, something just felt off about him. Did he really look like a fisherman from head to toe? And what normal person would enjoy selling fish?

And what the heck is "The Old Man and the Sea"?

In what way does he resemble an old man?

It's not so much about "The Old Man and the Sea," it's more like "Lao Tzu's Sea."

Are you provoking me?

Cú Chulainn, thinking the other party was mocking him, narrowed his eyes and exuded a dangerous aura.

"Huh? Did I say something wrong?"

Upon witnessing this scene, Richard I was slightly taken aback.

Although he did come to deliver a challenge, he absolutely had no intention of mocking the other Servants.

Judging from the servant's behavior, I must have said something wrong, perhaps touching a sore spot and angering him.

Is his real name not Santiago, and is he not a fisherman by profession?

In that case, he needs to explain quickly.

He always maintained a sense of respect for heroes, even enemies.

"That's not right at all. How could there be a fisherman like me? Besides, I'm not Santiago or any fisherman. I'm just myself."

Cú Chulainn extended his little finger and gently tapped his ear, speaking with extreme impatience.

"Then why are you selling fish here...?"

Richard I, filled with curiosity, lowered his voice to make himself sound less like he was mocking Cú Chulainn, and asked as politely as possible, "Hasn't the Holy Grail War already begun?"

"Yes, why is that? Actually, I've been searching for the answer myself."