CK Simulation, Creating the Style of Tsukino Fumi

After all, she, who considers herself the strongest, cannot allow herself to be less well-regarded by her ex.

But the source of this competitive spirit is that, in essence, Melyuchina is just a little girl who is afraid of loneliness. Because of her fear of loneliness, she tries to gain a sense of security from others. What makes Melyuchina feel safe is the dependence and obedience of others.

The stronger those who obey her, the greater the sense of security she gains...

Wow, thinking about it this way, this person seems so twisted.

Quinn increasingly felt that something was off about Britannia. Everyone was normal when he was in power, so why did Britannia start producing twisted monsters as soon as he was gone?

Melyuchina, who was being stared at by Quinn, did not notice that the person in front of her was looking at her more and more strangely. She waited confidently for Quinn's answer, seemingly never expecting that Quinn would refuse directly. Therefore, when she heard Quinn's reply, her eyes widened.

"No thanks, I have no intention of being anyone's follower."

"Ugh!" The innocent dragon girl let out a startled cry. "Wait, don't you understand? I am the strongest knight under His Majesty's command. Even His Majesty cannot defeat me unless he uses those cheating methods. As long as you follow me, no one in Britain will dare to look down on you. You can do whatever you want. Bavan Shi can't do that."

Quinn felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the fairy in front of him hastily trying to prove her worth. He had encountered many difficult women, but this was the first time he had seen one so eager to prove her worth, like a salesperson.

"I'm just a simple person..." Mei is here, I'm not free, Lin is here, is she...?

Quinn tried to explain, but Melyuchina didn't give him a chance to speak at all. She seemed to have suddenly figured something out and became confident again.

"I understand. You must think I'm not strong enough. I knew it. Many people think I'm not qualified to replace Lancelot. I will prove that I am the strongest. Just wait, I will bring that monster's head to prove myself. When that time comes, you can reconsider my proposal!"

Seeing that Melyuchina had suddenly entered a strange cycle of her own logic and was completely ignoring what others were saying, Quinn sighed.

Is this what they call a Master Love type character? Talking to this person feels much more troublesome than talking to Lancelot... No wonder my dear daughter had a mental breakdown. Luckily, this isn't my subordinate, or I'd be in real trouble.

Chapter 197 She Has a Powerful Backer

[Meliuchina's attempts to win you over did not disrupt your original plans. Bavan Shi still arranged for the Cavalry to search for Artoria's whereabouts in the middle of the Rhine River, while you also arranged for the Red Archers to search for the Masters of Group A.]

During this time, Melyuchina still lurks near you, trying to recruit you into her camp, but you find this harassing advances unbearable.

[Your servants expressed deep regret for your plight and mocked you. Mordred had thought everything in this Britannia was much better than on her own side, but now, seeing a heavyweight like this acting like a madwoman, she couldn't help but feel a bit of psychological balance and began to think that the Britannia you created wasn't perfect in every way.]

[Amidst the mockery of your own servants and the harassment from Melyuchina, your mental state has suffered, but fortunately, this period did not last long, as the red archer on scouting brought you good news.]

[The hot-tempered eldest sister among the A-group Masters, Hinako Akuta, suddenly appeared along the upper Danube River some time ago. For some unknown reason, she attacked the warehouse of a local tribe that made a living by raiding, killed the tribe's chief, and freed many prisoners of war from the tribe.]

Perhaps because the freed prisoners of war had nowhere to go, or perhaps because these prisoners of war from other European countries wanted to take revenge on the Germanic people, these freed slaves gathered together and called themselves the squires of the monster, and began to wander the Germanic region with Hinako Akuta.

[It was precisely because of the formation of this force that Hinako Akuta's whereabouts became more noticeable, no longer as elusive as before.]

Upon learning this news, you did not hesitate and immediately took your servants and left the camp before Melyuchina received the news. Your plan was to take Akuta Hina away before the fairy knight could, and then settle her in a secluded place to prevent her from causing any more trouble in Britannia.

[Your choice is well-received by your servant. Although Melyuchina is not Lancelot, she is still not a likable person to Mordred. This is not only because Melyuchina inherited Lancelot's position, but also because Melyuchina's recent harassment of you has reminded her of Lancelot on her side.]

The thought of Lancelot reminded her of the Frenchman's attempt to NTR his own father and his betrayal of the Round Table. Although she herself had done similar things, she was clearly more annoyed by Lancelot.

Mordred is pleased with your decision not to travel with Melyuchina, and she has been praising your choice ever since you arrived at the Danube.

“Everyone named Lancelot is a bad person. I bet that Melyuchina is lusting after you and wants to beat you to your knees and drag you back to be her slave.”

Not long after leaving the camp, Mordred dispelled his spirit form and revealed his displeasure with Melyuchina. "You should stay away from that woman who took over Lancelot's position. I can tell that she's not a good woman. Even Morgan is much better than her. I'd rather see you with Morgan than see that guy clinging to you, Master."

Perhaps because it was a rare occasion for Mordred to travel alone with you without anyone else, she was much more talkative than usual. Furthermore, thanks to the armor that allowed her to conceal herself and the immense magical power you provided, she spoke with obvious pleasure throughout the journey, without needing to follow you in spirit form.

You feel that your Servant is like your old college buddy, able to comment on the women around you without restraint without making you feel disgusted. Therefore, you are also interested in replying. After all, since you came to the Type-Moon world, you have rarely communicated with anyone in this manner.

[You chat with Mordred about your encounters with Morgan, Artoria, and Guinevere, and the stories that happened with these women. This kind of gossipy chatter, which seems like that between two men, not only pleases you, but also intrigues Mordred. She particularly enjoys this brotherly discussion and tries to get more information from you about Artoria and Morgan in this world.]

From this perspective, your belief that you can summon Mordred might indeed have a compatibility factor involved. (The last part, "梅有想咏没有空你林在在没呢," is a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

However, this casual conversation soon had to come to an end.

As you rode along, chatting as you traveled, a group of nearly a hundred people carrying various bundles appeared in your field of vision. You immediately realized that war had broken out nearby, and these people were migrants fleeing the conflict. Considering the recent situation in Germania, you understood that their migration might be due to your destination.

So you stopped your conversation with Mordred, spurred your horse onward to catch up with the group that had taken a different route, and asked their leader the reason for their migration.

"Distinguished sirs, are you from Britain?"

Looking at the well-dressed Quinn and the fully armed Mordred beside him, the leader of the refugees urged the group to hurry on their way while nervously answering Quinn's question, who clearly did not look like a commoner. "Vienna was recently attacked by a group of slaves and almost fell to the ground. The news has spread. We were forced to leave to escape the war."

This answer caused Quinn and Mordred to exchange glances, a hint of surprise on their faces.

Vienna, the future capital of Austria, is now one of the most important cities in the entire Lower Germania region. Such a city was suddenly attacked by slaves and almost fell... Even without thinking, Quinn could tell that this was the work of a certain A-class Master.

But... Hinako Akuta doesn't seem to be that kind of person, does she?

In Quinn's memory, although Hinako Akuta was one of the more mentally challenged members of the entire A-group of Masters, her intelligence was generally still intact.

To attract the attention of other Masters, she might deliberately create disturbances to send a signal, but she would never do something like leading an army to attack a city. But now... she has acted out of character and done something that is not in line with her personality.

If she's not out of her mind, thinking she can conquer the world on her own, then there's only one explanation.

She met someone who offered her a solution she couldn't refuse, which changed her mind about what she was doing.

Chapter 198 The God of War Jumps, The God of War Sleeps

Refugees from the surrounding areas of Vienna arrived in waves, and now, even if Quinn no longer deliberately inquired about the Masters of Group A, the news would naturally reach his ears.

By the time Quinn entered Austrian territory, he had already heard that Vienna had been captured, that the slaves had killed the British governor of Vienna, and that the original German nobles of the city had been hanged, venting their pent-up suffering from their slavery on their slave owners.

The fall of one city has completely escalated the situation in Germania.

Realizing that if he didn't act quickly, he would attract the attention of London, Quinn dared not linger any longer. He immediately changed his plans, took Mordred with him, and headed for Vienna, hoping to quell the matter before the news spread completely.

Fortunately, Quinn and Mordred were both incredibly fast runners, and with their tireless efforts day and night, the walls of Vienna came into view in less than three days.

You arrived in Vienna, and just as you had heard the rumors along the way, the city had fallen. The broken city walls were covered in blood, and the wide-open city gates were piled high with the remains of slave owners and nobles who had not yet been dealt with. The billowing black smoke from the burning corpses rose from the city and into the sky, enveloping the entire city and making you look solemn and unhappy.

Of course, your displeasure is not due to the cruelty of the scene before you. When you led your army to conquer Vortigern, the conditions wherever your army went were far worse than what Vienna is experiencing now. Red earth and rivers of blood were the norm back then. Compared to that, Vienna at this moment can even be considered peaceful.

The reason for your somber expression is that the city's outskirts are almost completely undefended. Apart from the occasional carriage dragging corpses passing through the city gates, there are no guards at the city gates, and even on the city walls, there are only a few lonely figures standing as sentries.

All of this demonstrates that the army occupying the city was not large, and its occupiers had little interest in defending it.

Mordred's expression turned strange as she watched this scene. Like you, she couldn't understand why someone would go to such lengths to conquer a city only to fail to defend it properly. But soon, you wouldn't have time to ponder this.

Perhaps it was the surge of confidence among the slaves who had conquered the city, or perhaps it was because these slaves had suffered too much cruelty at the hands of the German nobles and their hearts were filled with resentment towards anyone who appeared to be of noble birth, but when you and Mordred appeared before the gates of Vienna, some slave soldiers rushed toward you with swords in hand, trying to capture you and Mordred.

So Mordred moved.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen or so slave soldiers, caught off guard, were beheaded. Mordred, her armor untouched by blood, stood at the ruined gates of Vienna, casually asking if she was frightened, as she brandished her royal sword and cleaved a soldier, armor and all, in two as he bravely charged at her with a spear.

This horrific scene immediately terrified the surrounding slave soldiers, who surrounded you, attempting to use their numerical advantage to capture you, but this was destined to be futile.

Although Britannia is still the Age of Gods, and the people living in this world are considered to be from the Age of Gods, their physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary humans, yet they are still far too weak compared to Mordred, a Servant.

[You didn't even have a chance to lift a finger. Mordred alone nearly shattered the morale of these slave soldiers who had just captured the city and were riding high. They only dared to circle around Mordred and you from a distance, not daring to approach easily. And seeing that the soldiers had calmed down, Mordred didn't continue to attack.] Mei, are you free? Lin, are you there...?

In fact, if these soldiers hadn't tried to attack you, she wouldn't have bothered with them. Ultimately, in her eyes, whether Vienna was breached by these slaves or the city's nobles were wiped out was none of her business. She was British, not Germanic; what did it matter to her if Germanic slaves rebelled and killed Germanic nobles?

[As Mordred's carnage unfolded, you soon saw a large group of slaves pouring out of the city, and your target was being escorted by them, appearing before you with obvious reluctance.]

Because you were still wearing the magic robes used to disguise your identity, this Master from Group A did not recognize you. She only glanced briefly at the scene of corpses scattered everywhere, her brows furrowing slightly before she looked at Mordred, who had caused this scene, and then a solemn expression appeared on her face.

"Heroic Spirit... no, Servant?"

The woman with long black hair and blood-red eyes gazed at Mordred's fully armored figure in the distance and easily sensed the terrifying magical power emanating from her. As the Master of Chaldea, she had some understanding of the existence of Servants and recognized Mordred's identity almost immediately. Her originally nonchalant attitude changed in an instant.

"Wow, you have a good eye."

Mordred, whose identity had been revealed, became interested. She raised the royal sword over her shoulder, glanced at the woman's face, and then turned to Quinn. "Master, is this the person you're looking for? I'm not saying this, but you seem to attract difficult women easily. This woman looks like the kind that's hard to get along with."

You've definitely misunderstood something.

Mordred's words immediately dispelled the tense atmosphere. Quinn looked helplessly at his servant, pulling down the hood of his robe to reveal his face. In his memory, this guy was a very reliable type on the battlefield. He didn't know why, but ever since they became good friends, he suddenly started to turn into a brat.

The woman, whose attention was still on Mordred, also looked at Quinn, her face showing a hint of surprise, followed by a sigh of relief. Her slightly tense expression immediately relaxed, turning into a hint of resentment.

"I thought it was an enemy, but it's you. It seems you've already made contact with Maris Billy? When is he going to get me out of this hellhole?"

"It's unlikely to happen anytime soon." Seeing that the other party had no hostility, Quinn crossed out the option that the other party had lost their mind in his mind. "I'm here to save your life, Hinako Akuta. What you did in Germania has gone too far. The Emperor of Britain will soon send someone to arrest you. Take advantage of the time and leave here with me."

"I reject."

Faced with Quinn's request, this elf, who had lived since the Qin and Han dynasties, directly refused. Not only that, an unusually active magical power suddenly surged from her body, and two longswords with a distinctly ancient Chinese style appeared in her hands.

“In fact, now it’s your turn to come with me, Quinn Europa. My partner has specifically requested that I keep you here once I see you, so you’d better just surrender.”

At this moment, Hinako Akuta, displaying an inhuman demeanor, exudes confidence and high spirits.

Then...

"I'm very sorry, I was too arrogant, but please let me explain, I also had my reasons."

In less than ten seconds, this elf, who was also known as the Poppy in the Type-Moon world besides being called Hinako Akuta, knelt down in front of Quinn with her head bruised and swollen, and was forced to give a vague and indistinct declaration of her plea to stay.

Chapter 199 Partners

Hinako Akuta lay down, lying down neatly and peacefully.

As an ancient and immortal elf, her combat power is among the highest in the entire Type-Moon world. If we only focus on the modern world, she can almost be considered someone who can walk sideways in the modern world. Apart from certain monster-level guys, no modern magician is capable of fighting against her, not even color-level magicians.

Therefore, she was confident from the start that even if Quinn summoned a Servant, she could quickly deal with him. After all, the distance between her and Quinn was less than ten meters, and although the unknown Servant seemed troublesome, he was inexplicably very relaxed throughout the entire process and did not even protect his Master behind him.

With such favorable conditions, it would be unreasonable for her not to use her power to control the Master and command the Servant. So, she made her move, and then she understood why the Servant had been so relaxed throughout.

Just as she confidently leaped into the air, rushing forward to try and grab Quinn by the throat, a hook punch with a tricky angle struck her in the abdomen. The impact, like being hit head-on by a heavy truck, made her vision go black. When Akuta Hinako's vision restarted half a second later, she saw a straight punch only about one centimeter away from her face.

Immediately afterwards, Hinako Akuta's brain entered a self-preservation-oriented shutdown.

As an immortal being, she is not so easily killed by simple punches and kicks, but the pain is real. When the damage she suffers exceeds her tolerance, even a non-human being will instinctively activate some emergency self-protection mechanisms, such as falling into a coma and feigning death.

Being rendered mentally unstable within two seconds of meeting should have been enough for Hinako Akuta to realize the gap between them. However, the reputation of the irritable old Akuta was not unfounded. Therefore, even though his opponent's mind was already in a state of mental instability, Quinn did not stop attacking.

His goal was simple: to subdue the irritable Old Mustard in one fell swoop and make her realize who was at the top of the food chain.

Thus, Hinako Akuta experienced the most unforgettable moment of her life. From being punched into self-defense mode by two punches, to being forced to revive and fight back after her body judged that she might be beaten to death if she did not wake up, to being unable to fight back despite her best efforts, the entire process, which lasted only ten seconds, became an experience she would never forget in her life.

So she submitted and knelt down.

Of course, after Hinako's leg bones were repaired again, she stood up quite easily, but her eyes no longer held the same unruly arrogance as before.

"So what that guy said was true. You are the source that caused this world to be born."

Seeing Quinn lower his fists because of her submission, Hinako Akuta breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her magic. Just moments before, she had been shouting that she would forcibly take Quinn away, but now she had become a quiet beauty, showing no trace of her previous arrogance.

But there was still a hint of emotion in her tone, which Quinn could hear, but he didn't care. After all, no one who had just been brutally beaten could have a good impression of the person who beat them up. What he cared about was what Hinako had said earlier. "Mei, are you thinking of me? Mei, are you in Lin Zai Zai...?"

"What do you know?"