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For example, now, he failed to detect the reinforcements that Finn mentioned.

"Yeah...it looks like a large group of female servants."

"Ok?"

Diarmait could hardly believe what he heard.

"Wait, Captain, are you saying that all his reinforcements are female Servants?"

Finn did not directly respond to his knight's words, but suddenly began to count down.

"ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

"..."

"two."

"one."

As Finn's countdown ended, the reinforcements he mentioned appeared in front of the two of them on time.

I saw two little guys with angry horns walking in front.

Although they are small in size, the aura they exude is not weak at all.

The little purple-haired guy on the left was emitting bursts of heat all over his body. Judging from the fact that even the air was almost melted, the temperature around him must not be too low.

The little guy with golden hair on the right is even more exaggerated.

Compared to her companion on the left, flames were already bursting from her entire body, like a red wave walking on the earth.

But if that's all, it wouldn't be enough to be called reinforcements.

Two people can only be considered as cover at best.

Behind the raging flames were two young female knights in silver-white armor.

The one on the left, holding an exquisite silver sword, looked very angry, as if he was irritated.

If you listen carefully, you can also make out that she is complaining about words like "father".

The one on the right doesn't hold any sword.

Instead, she held an extremely conspicuous spear in her hand, which even had a bit of wolf-like aura when viewed from a distance.

And judging from their appearance, there seems to be some vague blood relationship between the two of them.

And at the back is a car.

Sitting in the driver's seat was an expressionless woman.

Although it was unclear what she was thinking about at the moment, judging from the way she followed the "troops" in front of her, she must be part of the "reinforcements".

The moment he noticed this overwhelming aura, Diarmait finally understood what his leader Finn had said.

Holding the demon-destroying Red Rose (Gae Dearg) and the annihilating Yellow Rose (Gae Buidhe) in his left and right hands respectively, he suddenly felt an indescribable oppression.

after all--

The other party is also a Servant.

If a fight really breaks out in this way, the process will definitely not be so easy.

"do you understand?"

Finn gripped his Mac an Luin a little tighter, then let out a breath of cold air.

"This man called Ian Pendragon—"

"My attraction to the opposite sex is far greater than yours."

"These...maybe all of them are his wives."

"what?!"

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"..."

All the words that troubled Diarmait were explained at this moment.

He watched it all in disbelief, as if he were seeing himself in a mirror.

"How could someone else suffer such a fate... It's truly unimaginable to me."

"Heh." Finn sneered, "It seems like you have some kind of strange resonance with him?"

"It's not that I can relate to this—I just understand the misfortune that other women have to bear."

"In short, now definitely doesn't seem like a good time to fight. Captain, we should leave here immediately."

"Well, that's what I meant."

It is very difficult to resolve a battle.

But correspondingly, it is much easier to escape from a battle.

Especially for spearmen of the level of Deanwood and Finn, there is no need to mention it.

As Finn inserted his magic spear into the ground, the water flow that came out quickly rushed towards where Ian and Nero were.

The young emperor subconsciously blocked all this for her teacher, who was also her husband.

Flames surged up from the golden theater, completely isolating the water flow outside.

The fog filled the battlefield, and the visible range was narrowed to a very small circle.

Even someone with a strong intuition like Ian would find it difficult to detect where Diarmait and Finn were going in such an environment.

The hissing sound gradually disappeared, and along with it disappeared the steam produced by the collision of fire and water.

The two spearmen who were fighting against Ian and Nero just now have completely disappeared.

"Hmm?"

Looking at the empty battlefield in front of him, Nero didn't know what was happening for a moment.

"Where are they? Why did they suddenly disappear?"

"I just started to feel the impact - the teacher's magic is really amazing!"

"Teacher?" Looking at Ian's strange expression, he vaguely felt that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nero... did you hear that just now?" Ian looked at the empty battlefield in front of him. "It seems there's a larger organization behind them..."

"Eh?"

Nero blinked his green eyes, seemingly completely taken aback by what Ian had said.

"I didn't hear any of this... Did it happen during the battle just now?"

"……Um."

"That Yu really didn't hear it."

"..."

Just when Ian was still wondering why this happened, the aggressive harem army had already marched to his side.

The ones walking in front were naturally Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji, who had already revealed their demonic forms.

"Where are those two people from before?! How dare they do harm to me! We need to teach them a lesson!"

Although she looks quite petite and usually acts like a little female ghost in front of Ian.

But this does not change the fact that Shuten-doji is still essentially the Demon King of Mount Oe.

If she really gets angry, her fighting ability will definitely not be too bad.

In sharp contrast to Shuten-douji's excitement, Ibaraki-douji seemed much calmer.

She was originally burning with passion, but now she has gradually calmed down.

After the flames on her body had almost completely dissipated, she spoke again:

"Abe-sama... Shuten and I did sense the presence of danger just now."

"But now it seems that this is not the case at all. What happened in this situation? Can you tell us?"

"That's right!" Mordred rarely stood on the same front with the two female imps.

"There was clearly a fierce magical confrontation taking place here just now! Why is there no trace of it now?"

"..."

Faced with the same needs expressed in different ways, Ian knew he had to conduct another round of information integration.

"This isn't a good place to talk, everyone—let's get back to the car and continue discussing this."

A few minutes later.

With Ian's arrangement, all the girls returned to the car provided by Edison.

The only difference from before was that Shuten-douji deliberately switched positions with Ibaraki-douji.

She sat on Gareth's lap and had Ibaraki Douji sit on Nightingale's lap.

Nero, the newcomer, simply sat on Ian because there was no other place available.

Thus began a rather strange information exchange meeting.

"so--"

Gareth spoke first.

"Are the three of us transported to different places because of Edison's broadcast blocking?"

"But why are Mordred and I so close and Nero so far away?"

"Perhaps it has something to do with your ability to resist magic, or maybe it's something else."

Ian explained his daughter's doubts.

"All in all, it's not that important - after all, we're back together now, aren't we?"

"...That's true." Gareth nodded, indicating that he agreed with his father's statement.

"The key to the problem now should be..."

Gareth looked at Nero but didn't dare to call her by her name.

The reason for this is quite simple.

It was obvious that Mordred had regarded Nero as his third mother.

So considering her sister's status, shouldn't she also follow Mordred and call her Third Mother?

But if that were the case, it would seem that it would be a bit unfair to his real mother, Morgan...

If you think about it deeply, you will find that it is not a good situation for the old king Atoria either.

After much deliberation, Gareth found that he didn't know how to face Nero.

However, Nero himself didn't mind this kind of thing.

Faced with her question, the young emperor hugged her teacher's neck and began to recall seriously.

"If you ask this question—"

"It's not like I have no memory at all."

"The moment I left Chaldea, I already felt that this time I might be separated from my teacher temporarily."

Nero's words made everyone in the car focus their attention on her.

This was clearly an explosive statement.

"Nero."

I know that the young emperor would not joke about such things, nor would she take this opportunity to attract everyone's attention.