Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

Tiamat neither agreed nor rebuked.

"oh, I understand now."

Malice cannot be completely absorbed by Yinglin in one go.

It is a human evil, and it evolved into a beast based on revenge.

Her body will continue to generate malice.

These all need to be handled regularly.

Sakura could no longer speak clearly; she could only glare at Yinglin with a mournful look.

Have you forgotten there's another main character here?

Now that things have come to this, some words are no longer applicable, and Yinglin only wants to prove his will through actions.

Fortunately, Tamamo-no-Mae arrived through time travel, unlike Izanami who waited for many years, so she wasn't in a hurry.

Feeling guilty, Izanami was in no hurry and willingly gave the opportunity to the youngest and most sensitive girl among them.

"Go ahead."

Izanami gently nudged the stiff-looking black-haired girl, and as she looked over in confusion, a familiar and warm chest embraced her.

Once the atmosphere was right, even they couldn't contain themselves and all wanted to see if Yinglin's sword was "sharp".

"Alright, our Creator God~ This is a session for young people now, those of us who are older can't participate."

Mary chuckled and nudged the little girl's "mother" by the shoulder, moving her towards the sofa.

“What? Child, in my eyes, you will always be the same.”

"Hey, are you sure?"

"Yes."

Tiamat remained convinced of her own ideas.

Yinglin is a child who never grows up; there are things she cannot see.

It seems like...

Well, she really had absolutely no experience.

How embarrassing!

"Oh, I have a good idea, would you like to try it?"

"what?"

The blue-haired, white-haired loli's starry eyes gradually brightened, gazing intently at the smiling magical girl holding a staff.

"Embracing the new era is one thing, but also whether you yearn to stay in this world forever."

"want."

"Then I'll have to deal with my own malice regularly; I can't keep bothering Yinglin all the time."

Yes, if this continues, wouldn't she be wasting a lot of Yinglin's life force?

Even if I give Yinglin a blessing, it can reduce his losses.

But one day, will the malice he has accumulated harm him?

It is clearly possible.

As a mother who loves her child the most, Tiamat believes that she cannot allow her only remaining child to suffer or be threatened by her power.

"What to do?"

"Venting malice is fine too~" The white-haired nightmare's lips curled into a beautiful arc, like a demon, as he licked his lips with his pink tongue, and said in a very white voice.

"By replenishing mana, desires are expelled from the body."

"Replenish...replenish mana?!"

Tiamat panicked and stammered, glancing at her toes. Her indecisiveness disappointed Meryl.

"It seems your love is just talk; you don't dare to do anything about it. In that case, I guess I'll have to go somewhere else to have fun."

After saying that, Meili had already slipped away, afraid that Yinglin would catch her and slap her buttocks hard.

That would be bad luck.

To be treated like this by a student is utterly disrespectful!

She should step on his face with her jade feet and say disdainfully.

"guilty!"

……

At this moment, Yinglin was facing the scene that Meili was fantasizing about, being stomped on hard by an angry Sakura with her white-stockinged legs, as if she was venting her dissatisfaction.

I thought it would be the same as before, with both sides fighting to a draw, and even the Great Dao being obliterated.

Something embarrassing happened to Sakura: her physical strength was completely inferior to her beloved older brother.

"Ugh, brother, why have you become so amazing? I..."

The junior student with sticky black hair asked in confusion.

Yinglin didn't want to hide it, so he comforted her while telling her what had happened.

"Brother, are you doing this to protect our future?"

Even Tiamat herself, who has already turned into a beast, can only find a way to protect herself in a world full of unknowns.

With only the Creator Spirit Origin, how could she possibly survive the perilous Holy Grail War?

"Yes."

"Okay, Onii-chan... You'll protect me forever?"

Although Sakura was upset, she was easy to calm down.

No matter what, she has a great personality. Even though she's a little devilish, she's still a kind and understanding junior.

A simple and straightforward reassurance can resolve all her troubles.

"must."

"?"

Without needing many words, the girl's mood gradually turned to joy. She greedily inhaled the air that filled the room and slowly fell asleep, no longer having the strength to move.

"Hehe, it's finally our turn~"

The virtuous wife, swaying her fox tail, joins the battle.

Today, even during the day, it's a day of relentless battle!

……

In a remote rented room, a mature, black-haired woman, exuding a sophisticated air and bearing the scent of beer, has a stunningly beautiful face that is undeniably radiant. Yet, she cannot suppress the sadness in her heart, and her face carries an air of melancholy.

"Sigh, my lovely little Lin, it's one thing to grow up, but why has he turned out like this?"

I was the first person to have an intimate relationship with Yinglin, and I brought the innocent and ignorant Yinglin into the adult world.

Even though they were just jokes and ambiguous actions, without any real progress, it still showed what she really wanted to do.

Unfortunately, the training program hasn't reached its harvest time yet...

That seemingly frail little girl who liked to hide behind Yinglin.

They actually stole the person I like!

Is there any heavenly principle?

“I am a magician—Aozaki Aoko, how could I lose to such a little girl?”

Aozaki Aoko couldn't accept the reality of her defeat.

Having failed in such a place for the first time, she decided to participate in the Holy Grail War, just like Sakura.

"Hopefully, the character I summoned is a good one."

Unable to afford the relics and still owing Yinglin a lot of money, she could only rely on affinity to summon Servants.

"It doesn't matter if I'm unlucky. I'm a mage after all. As long as the Servant is reliable, I'm sure I can win."

Then, make that wish.

It's not meant to prove that I'm better than Sakura.

But...

May Yinglin always remain the cutest.

Aozaki Aoko couldn't help but fantasize, happily sketching out the traditional summoning circle of the Holy Grail War with beer.

After reciting the incantation, he said it without hesitation.

"Come forth, my Servant!"

Colorful lights burst forth, illuminating the entire rented room, while the resulting gale swept outwards, crushing beer cans on the ground into metal slabs.

A blonde girl wearing a black bow stood atop the summoning circle, holding a pale blue holy sword that shimmered with moonlight. She opened her beautiful, colorless gray-blue eyes and spoke calmly.

“Servant, Saber, Artoria, I hope you will heed my advice from now on.”

Chapter Fifty-Five: Is this another insult to Lord Aoko?

"King Arthur?"

The woman, who resembled King Arthur, did not immediately respond to Aozaki Aoko's question, as if she were adapting to her new identity.

After adjusting herself, she deliberately pretended to be calm, as if she had no emotions at all.

"Yes."

"How indifferent! And someone with my personality would actually summon the legendary King Arthur?"

Aozaki Aoko, I can't understand.

Actually, the two of them also have similarities in personality.

They are both strong-willed women.

"It's all about luck. Some people participate not because of the existence of a Master, nor because of compatibility, but simply because they themselves yearn to appear in the Holy Grail War."

Upon hearing this, Aozaki Aoko understood her meaning and, slightly unconvinced, slowly raised her right arm, the bright red mark on the back of her hand shimmering with an eerie light.

"Then tell me, what is it for?"

"Prove that you won't be attacked by me."

Before she finished speaking, Aozaki Aoko's Command Seal detached from the back of her hand in a strange way, leaving only a mark that looked like a bruise, proving that she was still "Artoria's" Master.

"Threat, this game isn't fun."

"what?"

Aozaki Aoko had never seen anything so outrageous. In previous Holy Grail Wars, no one had ever been able to strip a Master of their Command Seals on the spot and take control of them!

"With that tone and those methods, you're definitely not the legendary noble knight—King Arthur!"

She asked in bewilderment, her expression tense, and she secretly activated her magic circuit, gazing at the girl whose beautiful gray-blue eyes held little emotion.

Too dangerous!

Am I going to die again?

"Yes and no, but you just need to know that I have no ill intentions towards you. Even if you are the inheritor of the Fifth Magic, I have a way to make you never forget it."

Artoria was not joking.

Although the magic Aoko inherited was powerful, it was only powerful; it was not enough to make her invincible.

If she encounters someone far stronger than her, she'll still have to kneel down, and then she can only put all her death dates into the future.

Even so, she still wanted to experience the taste of death.