At this moment, Yin murmured weakly, "...water."

Just as Emilia opened the water bag and tried to put it to her mouth, she dodged it with difficulty and said, "...It's an element..."

Emiya was stunned for a moment.

Water element.

Is it the water element that suppresses the magic network?

But no matter what, Yin's authority on the Magic Network is absolute.

"...Now, who can tell how far we are from the water?"

Looking at each other.

Now, they don’t even know how big this celestial river is, how wide and thick it is, and what its status is in Abel.

At the same time, Emiya also thought of a more serious problem.

——If the magic network is suppressed, can they still cast spells?

As if she could see what he was thinking, Yin forced a smile. "Although it's a little... difficult, I can do my best to ensure that you can cast spells normally with me by your side. But... it will take time... to adapt."

In just a few seconds, Yin went from a lawless man to a sickly young woman. Emiya helplessly grasped her hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "...So, we just escaped death from Shar's attack, and we're still thousands of kilometers from the surface of Abel... Let's rest for a while, adjust to the spells, and make preparations."

And Emiya naturally went to take care of Yin - and then prepared to adapt to the life of taking care of a person who had lost the ability to move.

Obviously, someone who couldn't even stand was unfit to remain on the deck. Emiya glanced at Metatron—theoretically, Metatron seemed the most suitable person to carry Silver back to the room.

However, Yin placed his hands softly on both sides of his cheeks at this moment, trying to make him turn around.

"……What do you want to do?"

Yin struggled to smile and said a single, powerful word with great determination: "Hold."

"..." Emiya was silent for a moment, "...Then, I'll take Yin back to the room. She and I will temporarily withdraw from the shift. I'm very sorry."

Sig nodded. "Since Yin is already like this, he can just quit. Even if two people quit their shift, as long as the last three don't come back, that's fine."

Two people quit and three people come back. Is this some kind of bard horror story plot?

Mr. Emiya, who had no idea what was happening, put his hand between Yin's knees and lifted her to his chest.

When the person in front of you is completely exhausted, a body weighing nearly 100 pounds is really a bit stressful.

What's worse is that Silver's clothes are always thin. Even through the fabric, the smooth touch of her skin almost immediately makes Mr. Emilia start to be distracted -

For some reason, he suddenly understood what the poet meant by the three people coming back.

His and Gin's quarters were on the first floor below deck. Bahamut... or rather, Mr. Fei Ziben's ship, was indeed quite different from ordinary ships. This strange wizard clearly had no functional requirements for the ship, so each cabin was generously sized and luxurious. The room Emiya and Gin were heading to, or rather the captain's cabin, housed a large double bed, a luxury even during shipping.

Emilia placed the silver on the bed as carefully as if it were a precious antique, and then asked, "Are you feeling more comfortable?"

"...No," Yin replied. "I'm not sick. I'm just...tired. My brain is completely paralyzed. Helping you maintain your spellcasting abilities is my limit. I don't have the energy to think about anything complicated."

Oh my God, there is such good news!

Normally, it was normal for Emiya to be completely distracted by Yin. Now, she admitted that she no longer had the energy to think about all the sudden ideas that came to her mind...

It was like seeing a dog owner discover his little house-wrecker lying on the ground, gasping for air.

Even as she thought this, Emilia noticed beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She couldn't help but wipe away the sweat with her hand and sighed, "I think we should be safe for now, submerged in water like this. We haven't noticed any water elementals nearby. Perhaps you could stop wasting energy maintaining the magic net for a while?"

"...No. Water elements are almost transparent in water. What if there are enemies?" She sighed softly. "It's better to keep it on all the time than to turn it on and off..."

She lay on the bed, propped herself up with her hands, and then fell back onto the bed. "I'm afraid I can't guarantee that I can quickly restore the magic network in an emergency... I'd better leave it like this."

Having said that, she patted Emiya with her completely powerless hand and said with a hint of annoyance: "I told you not to make me think!"

"……Feel sorry."

Yin looked really tired. He closed his eyes weakly and breathed quietly.

However, just when Emiya thought she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly opened her eyes again: "Hey, Emiya, what if someone has more control over this celestial river than we can imagine and can hear every word we say?"

Just when she thought she could be quiet for a while, Emiya, who had already taken out the spell book, stuffed the book back in annoyance and hit her forehead with a knife: "Didn't you say you don't want to think anymore?!"

Yin struggled to defend himself, but was still slapped hard. He continued vaguely, "...Thinking through the causes and consequences is what it means to be thinking...Throwing the problem off to others is not thinking!"

Mr. [Others] glared at her speechlessly and said unhappily, "If there's anyone who's bored enough to want to listen to our private conversations, he'll be surprised to find that some people actually say the same things in bed as they do in public: magic, arcane, magic—"

After being teased again, Yin was so angry that he started to show his teeth and claws again, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Emilia with one palm.

Silver's previous question was simply a result of a brain short circuit - Metatron had certainly taught him the upper limit of the power of gods.

Gods are infinitely more powerful than those below them, and only the most exceptional individuals attempt to cross that line. Seraphim are, in fact, the exception among exceptions. Some sources claim that Seraphim are individuals who could have ascended to godhood at any moment, but simply forgo that opportunity and choose to serve more powerful gods.

However, even so, the gods are definitely not omniscient and omnipotent at all times. Only when they are ruthlessly determined to squander their divine power will the gods unleash their true power.

The reason why they were discovered by Shar at a very long distance before was probably because the mark of Shar on Havelfont's body had not been removed at all, so that as soon as he had the slightest contact with Shar, he was immediately discovered by her.

Now, the Milky Way they are in is at least several thousand kilometers long. It is bottomless and so wide that there is no visible edge - even gods will not keep close attention on an area of ​​this scale.

As for the Wild Spirits, from what Emiya had learned in the past few days, their biggest shortcoming compared to the gods was their severely insufficient functionality.

Unlike the all-around gods, the Wild Spirits, or Dawn Titans, excelled almost exclusively in combat and their elemental abilities. This allowed them to battle the gods back and forth, resulting in the fall of countless gods, but their strength deteriorated over the increasingly prolonged war, ultimately leading to their defeat.

...Will the wild spirit of the water element have a way to monitor a celestial river?

As if guessing what he was thinking, Yin whispered, "Even if they could, they wouldn't do it—elemental creatures are clearly divided into different levels. The strong take everything, and the weak don't even have the right to fight back. Letting a desolate spirit do nothing but guard a river? Before we arrived, this river must have been without any meaningful visitors for countless years. All desolate spirits are rulers of vast territories. They may have different personalities, but none of them would be willing to focus on the boring and tiring work of sentinel for an extremely long time."

After a long string of words, Yin's already fair cheeks almost became transparent. She slapped Emiya's hand in annoyance: "--I already said I don't want to think anymore!"

"Okay, I don't want to think about anything." Although Emilia didn't actually say that guess out loud, he still chose to indulge the patient's little willfulness.

Just when he thought Yin was going to be quiet for a while, he realized that Yin had been staring at his face and hadn't looked away.

"...Haaa..." Yin exhaled a long, hot breath and said slowly, "...Emiya, the clothes are a bit heavy."

"Huh?" Emilia looked at her robe in surprise.

They fell obediently on the side of the bed and did not press on Yin.

"I mean, my clothes are a little heavy," Yin said.

Emilia shook her head and carefully took off the white robe that Yin rarely took off.

Without the cover of her outer clothes, Miss Yin's unrealistically graceful body curves were completely revealed to Emiya.

Then, a blush appeared on Yin's face, and he repeated, "...It's still very heavy."

Emiya was silent for a moment: "...You are only wearing your underwear."

Yin was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, tilted his head slightly, and quietly pulled Emiya's sleeve: "...It's just very heavy."

Seven too hot nights

Emilia felt very dizzy.

Perhaps because the magic network was running at full power, the temperature in the room was rising slowly and silently, making his mind work a little slowly.

In other words, rationality is being beaten to a pulp by male desires.

At first, Emiya wondered if Yin was really doing what he thought.

——This matter is truly too important. If this is just a misunderstanding...

He might be so ashamed and angry about his social death that he might quit the team.

However, before he could react, their faces had already touched, and what came to his mind was Yin's familiar touch.

A sweet and warm breath was flowing between the lips and teeth, and Yin's slightly distorted breathing sound became particularly seductive at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Yin finally pushed Emiya's neck weakly: "...No, I can't breathe..."

The silver-haired girl pushed her hair back while breathing heavily. However, once her breathing became a little more stable, she stretched out her hands to Emiya with great effort.

Emiya kissed him again without hesitation. After the man began to have difficulty breathing again, he wiped his lips reluctantly: "...You don't even have the strength to lift your hands, and your mind is still full of this... What are you thinking about?"

Yin's face was already flushed, and he said vaguely: "...Emmia...Emmia...Emmia...? Um..."

Emiya placed her hands on the straps of her bra.

At any other time, he wouldn't have done anything.

Yin seemed to be quite confused after several rounds of kisses, but now, as long as he was gently touched, a warm and pink moan would come out of his mouth.

As if burned by Emiya's hand, Yin's eyes rolled around, and he seemed to sober up a little. He whispered softly: "...I'm probably not completely human, so I may be different from ordinary women."

Emiya was silent for a moment, then he stood up from kneeling beside the bed and confirmed Yin's current condition again.

His eyes were blurry, his lips were slightly parted, and his breathing was rapid.

After several long kisses, the girl's upper body had already turned a charming pink. ——In this situation, what's the difference...

Does it mean that a certain desire is particularly strong?

Emiya silently threw her robe to the ground, climbed onto the bed skillfully, and hugged Yin's body from behind. Her hands were not very honest and went around her underwear to the peak in front of Yin. "...Even if your mind is full of messed up things, you can't do it without any physical strength. Is this all for tonight?"

"Mmm...no." Yin moaned due to the stimulation and murmured, "Is there no position that doesn't use too much effort..."

Emiya hesitated for a moment, and then her hand slid down quietly: "... Maybe, there is."

After a while, the temperature in the room, which was already a little too warm, rose a few degrees.

"...I feel dizzy...something's moving around inside me...hmm...it's like an electric current running through my body...my body feels numb..."

"Want to take a break?"

“…Don’t…don’t stop…”

Soon, there was no more talking in the room, only the low moaning of the girl who didn't even have the strength to speak.

There were also slow collision sounds coming and going.

Like a boat on a river, blown around by the wind, Yin tried to cling to Amy's hand feebly, but she could only sway in Amy's arms. Her voice became more and more rapid, and soon she screamed. Her waist was stiff for a long time, and then she lay powerlessly in Amy's arms, gasping for breath.

Emiya's breathing was a little rapid at this moment, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "...Today...is that all?"

Miss Yin, with a frail body and a breath that sounded as if she was about to die, said in a tone that almost made people sick to death, "...Can you do it again?"

"If you keep going like this, you really won't be able to get out of bed the next day."

“…That would be even better… Ah… Ah…! Wait… Ugh…! If it doesn’t work out, I’ll ask Meta for help…”

“That’s my teacher!”

"Why not... or call someone else..."

"You can't call for help for something like this!"

“Why not… I’m out of energy, so I’ll let her use it up… Ugh, wait… Slow down… Slow down…”

After a while, Yin was completely exhausted and fell on the bed, gasping for breath as he said, "...will I get pregnant?"

Emilia held her in her arms reluctantly, muttering, "...I think so, right?"

Yin struggled and caressed his face: "...If you leave me without saying a word in the future, I will definitely catch up with you...Don't abandon me."

"it is good."

"If you don't change your mind, I'll use force."

"I have already promised."

"—even if it means breaking your arms and legs."

"You're going too far!"

"...Then let's do it again."

"You really don't want to get up!"

Fire in the Eight Waters

"Ah ...

Silver's cries reached her ears, and Emiya just wanted to sigh.

This guy Yin has never been hurt.

—And now the only pain she suffered seemed to be caused by his own hand…

Maybe not with hands.

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