Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

Even a muscular weightlifter weighing two or three hundred pounds who spends all his time in the gym wouldn't be able to lift this gun.

"Besides."

Lin Jiu paused for a moment, then his gaze fell on Brunhilde's face.

"Anyone who has seen you once will never forget you."

There was no flippant tone in her voice. Even the Valkyrie, who was Odin's weapon, couldn't help but feel a little fondness for the extremely handsome young man in front of her. However, that slight fondness was quickly overwhelmed by the "curse" in her heart, which stemmed from the punishment of her father, Odin.

Brunhilde's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her sorrow deepening, and she forced a smile at Lin Jiu'an.

"You are the same, but I can't remember where I've seen you before."

"It would be strange if you had ever seen me."

"Isn't this a bit unfair, Master?"

Seeing Lin Jiu'an and Brunhilde start talking, Miyamoto Musashi, who inexplicably felt like 'I'm the third wheel,' couldn't help but interject.

"Alright, alright, my Saber is called Miyamoto Musashi, the swordsman known as the strongest swordsman in Japanese history, from the early Edo period."

"It's not the strongest."

Brunhilde was surprised that Lin Jiu'an would reveal the general's name to her directly.

Her gaze towards Lin Jiu'an softened even more.

The "curse" that tormented her constantly grew stronger.

The more you love, the more you want to kill.

This is her curse.

It originates from a time when someone disobeyed Odin's command by obeying his judgment, and was stripped of their divinity and cursed.

She yearned for love, but after finding it, she was deceived by the one she loved. She gained a false happiness, only to have it shattered by the very person she loved.

Unfulfilled love, under an inescapable curse, ultimately transforms into a surging tide of murderous intent.

And this, after transforming into a heroic spirit, becomes an even more painful curse. Whether it is the man she once loved or those opponents whom she believed to be "true heroes," the painful "curse" will entwine her heart.

"How gentle she is."

"But please don't be so gentle with this bad woman."

Brunhilde clashed with Miyamoto Musashi again, conducting a second test.

"Break through Saber and kill her Master."

Sudden.

A cold voice echoed in Brunhilde's mind.

That was her Master, Nigel Seward, the "Color Position" magician of the Clock Tower.

Brunhilde was somewhat reluctant; she didn't want to harm anyone other than a Servant, especially such a gentle man. However, neither the increasingly surging "curse" nor her Master's command could prevent her from disobeying.

In the instant the spear and sword blades slashed past, several characters that had long been lost to history suddenly reappeared.

Runes of runes.

As the daughter of Odin, the creator of runes, and the chief of the Valkyries, Brunhilde naturally possesses unparalleled magical and even magical abilities.

If she appeared in the world as "Caster" instead of "Lancer," her strength might be even greater.

The scorching flames erupted instantly, engulfing Miyamoto Musashi.

"This is?"

Caught off guard, Miyamoto Musashi immediately retreated to dodge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Brunhilde immediately walked towards Lin Jiu'an.

Her right foot, encased in a long boot, slammed into the ground. The hard ground, a mixture of sand and concrete, instantly caved in and cracked like a spiderweb. In the blink of an eye, Brunhilde was in front of Lin Jiu'an, covering a distance of several dozen meters.

No matter how powerful a modern magician is, even a "monarch," they can only hide in the magic workshop when facing a truly first-class Heroic Spirit.

Otherwise, they would be instantly killed the moment they met.

"sorry."

Brunhilde murmured, her eyes filled with even deeper sorrow, as she swung her spear down.

"Master?!"

Miyamoto Musashi's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed towards Lin Jiu'an.

But it was too late.

Nigel, who was hiding in the far distance and observing this place through the shared vision of Brunhilde, curled up a smile, as if he could already see his Servant's spear cleaving this arrogant and conceited fool who didn't hide in the magic workshop but came out and split him in two.

Then his smile solidified.

Brunhilde's sorrow turned into bewilderment.

Miyamoto Musashi's regret and self-blame turned into shock.

one hand.

With one hand in his pocket, Lin Jiu'an simply extended his right hand and caught the spear that Brunhilde was swinging down.

"It seems you don't really like me."

Lin Jiu'an spoke with regret, but his hands didn't slow down at all. He turned around and kicked Brunhilde in the stomach.

Caught off guard, Brunhilde was sent flying backward at an even greater speed than she had come, crashing into an abandoned building next to her, sending bricks and tiles flying and billowing smoke.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes turned cold, and he was about to rush over and deal with Brunhilde.

“Alright, Saber,” Lin Jiu’an said.

Since her servant is female, she is completely unaffected by Brunhilde's special attack on men.

The "love potion" that Nigel made for her had no effect on Miyamoto Musashi.

If you absolutely must kill.

Brunhilde, knowing she was about to die, would then unleash her Noble Phantasm.

Whether it's the wide-area attack that can destroy Tokyo in "A Lonely Journey to the Underworld" or the super-powerful single-target attack in "Tearing Two Apart Until Death".

Both he and Miyamoto Musashi were exhausted.

Moreover, the final boss of this Holy Grail War is Ramses II.

Leave Brunhilde to Ramses II and let her watch him drink the elixir.

Go and swing at the other person...

The thought of Ramses II being shot to the point of questioning his existence by the lustful Brunhilde, and having his temple destroyed with a basic attack, made Lin Jiu'an want to laugh.

"There's no need to kill them all on the first night."

Miyamoto Musashi then stopped and came to Lin Jiu'an's side.

As the thick smoke dissipated, Brunhilde emerged from the ruins and gave Lin Jiu'an a deep look.

Lin Jiu'an's kick landed squarely on her, but for a Servant like her, it only caused some discomfort; there weren't many serious injuries, but...

Why does my strength decrease when I get close to him?

Brunhilde knew very well.

I can't say I love this handsome and gentle Master right now, but I do have some affection for him.

Therefore, "curse" also exists.

Facing the other party.

Not only will she have a constant killing intent torment her, but the length and weight of the gun, as well as her own strength, will also increase.

But all of that vanished the moment he got close.

Otherwise, even if she didn't use her full strength in that attack to prevent Miyamoto Musashi from seriously injuring her in his dying blow after killing Lin Jiu'an, it would still be something Lin Jiu'an couldn't stop with one hand under the influence of the "curse".

But the fact is that in that instant, the weight of her gun and her strength decreased, and Brunhilde even felt that the "curse" had disappeared for a moment.

Illusion?

"Should we continue, Brunhilde?"

Brunhilde gave Lin Jiu'an a deep look, as if trying to etch his image into her mind.

Then, urged by his Master, he suppressed his desire to continue exploring.

Turn around and leave.

Her Master's order was to test her against the other six Servants one by one, and then choose the strongest male Servant to take the "Love Potion".

The fact that she had failed to kill Lin Jiu'an had already displeased the Master, and with up to five more battles to prepare for, she had no time to waste here.

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"I didn't expect you to be so strong, Master. You almost scared me to death just now."

"The problem with that matter is that you're too stupid, Musashi, aren't you?"

On the way back to Shatiao's house.

Lin Jiu'an brought Miyamoto Musashi out tonight mainly to find a quiet Hassan.

However, after searching around, Lin Jiu'an still couldn't find it. Then, Miyamoto Musashi deliberately released his aura along the way, but no other servant came looking for him. So, Lin Jiu'an simply took Miyamoto Musashi home.

"I warned you she's Brunhilde, that she knows runes, and that you should be careful of her flames, yet you still fell for it?"

"I was wrong, I didn't expect her runes to be instant."

"After all, she's Odin's own daughter. How could she be like those self-made modern runes from after the mythological era? Be more careful in the future. If it happens again, you'd better think about how to apologize yourself," Lin Jiu'an said irritably.

Miyamoto Musashi gave an awkward smile.

Even though it's dangerous for the Master to come out and confront the enemy Servant directly.

However, it would be fine if she were attacked from both sides by two Servants, but the problem is that she was defeated by the enemy Servant in a one-on-one situation, which makes it impossible to defend her.

So, Miyamoto Musashi, half changing the subject and half hoping, said, "Um, Master, we're almost home. Won't you change back to your original form?"

Lin Jiu'an glanced at Miyamoto Musashi, whose eyes were shining, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He said earnestly, "Musashi, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"Huh? Master, please say whatever you want. I'll definitely change anything that's my fault!"

"Positive titanium control is a disease that needs to be treated."

Lin Jiu'an patted her on the shoulder, then strode away.

Miyamoto Musashi was left alone, staring blankly at Lin Jiu'an's back. It took him a long time to react before he quickly followed after him, his face flushed.

He was shouting something like, "How can a samurai's fondness for children be called positive titanium control?"

Then came some incomprehensible remarks, such as, "I just like pretty boys!" and "At most, people in my generation came of age earlier than you, so pretty boys are all a bit younger." These made Lin Jiu'an laugh, and the journey home was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Chapter 3 Musashi, you don't want outsiders to know about this either, do you?

I just got back to the door of Satō's house.

The door was opened before the person was even some distance away.

With a gentle and joyful smile on her face, Sajo Aika stood at the door, like an old mother waiting for her youngest son who had been away from home for a long time to return.

"Not asleep yet?"

"Hmm, I just prepared a late-night snack for Jiu'an. Would Jiu'an like some?"

"want."

Lin Jiu'an wanted to step inside, but found that Sajo Aika was standing there without moving, looking up at him with her pretty little face.

Lin Jiu'an looked down and met her gaze.

Sajō Aika looked up at him without saying a word.

"Ok."

In the end, Lin Jiu'an was defeated. He sighed and his figure shrank from a 1.8-meter-tall boy back to a small boy about the same size as Ayaka Sajou.