A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

"And only Orion can participate."

"No problem! Hephaestus, who is my opponent?"

"In the pan-human history... the Servant whose data most closely resembles Artemis's..."

Om-!

A beam of dark blue energy flashed.

Six beams of dark blue energy swirled down from the ceiling.

The next second, Artemis was projected, wearing a snow-white animal skin coat with an open chest, holding divine power in her hands, with a shivering little bear perched on her head, snow-white hair, beautiful blue eyes, and sweet dimples.

"...Isn't that Artemis?!" Orion wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

“That’s… Orion the little bear on Artemis’s head!!” Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed, pointing to Orion the little bear on Artemis’s head.

"..." Orion was shocked, carefully observing the little bear on Artemis's head. "Is that me!?.......... Damn it, I don't know what to say... But I can only bite the bullet and go for it!"

"Ora ra ra ra—! Take this!" Orion yelled, rushing forward, needing to quickly close the distance between himself and Artemis.

He had no way of dodging Artemis's shots...

Artemis stared expressionlessly at Orion, then swiftly drew her divine bow. "Whoosh—!" A dazzling white arrow appeared in Artemis's hand. "Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Countless arrows of light transformed into a rain of arrows and flew toward Orion.

In the confined space, Orion, who had been shot, fled in panic, clutching his head.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh—!" Orion dodged in agony, nearly getting riddled with holes.

Artemis's bear version of Orion also charged towards Superman Orion, his bear eyes flashing crimson, wielding a wooden mallet the size of a toothbrush.

The condition for victory is simply to defeat any one of them.

Because Orion and Artemis were of one mind.

Orion, seeing the little bear Orion rushing towards him, seized the opportunity and swung his large wooden mallet, "Crack—!"

"Ooo ...

Orion the bear was knocked flying and hit the ceiling.

Orion parried the rain of arrows with his left hand wielding a dagger, while his right hand slammed a large wooden mallet into the falling bear Orion—"Crack!"

Countless cotton plants from Orion the Bear

It flew out of the body, and countless snow-white cotton balls fell into the temple, with countless snow-white cotton fluffs dancing in the air.

Inside the temple, it felt like snowflakes were falling; if one didn't know that this was cotton from Orion's body...

I thought it was snowing heavily here.

"Whoosh! Oh! Ah ...

"...Hey!! The little bear with the same voice as mine has disappeared with a long, agonizing scream...!!" Orion felt strange; he had killed himself...and was listening to his own scream.

"It's so...so...so realistic!!!" Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned. This little bear Orion was simply a killing panda who had no interest in women and only knew how to kill.

Hephaestus let out a mechanical laugh, “...Olympus’ joke.”

"Is something wrong with you?!" Orion shouted angrily, suspecting Hephaestus was playing a prank on him.

"The second qualification test is a psychological assessment."

Hephaestus asked Orion seriously, "Can you kill the one you love?"

"...I just killed him for you, didn't I?" Orion put down his large wooden mallet and said to Hephaestus with a speechless expression.

“That’s just a shadow. Pan-human history, Lostbelts, though different—can you shoot it down?” Hephaestus continued, seeking confirmation of Orion’s resolve. “A machine named Artemis, a goddess named Artemis?”

"...I've asked myself this countless times. Can I shoot that guy down?"

"Can you draw the bow and nock the arrow, aim at the target in the sky, and release the arrow with your fingers?"

“At first, I thought I couldn’t do it. Therefore, I once gave up on protecting Pan-Human History.” Orion’s expression shifted from determination to sorrow to uncertainty—until finally, unwavering resolve. “...However, sadly, doing so wouldn’t save that guy.”

“I understand now that this is a Lostbelt. Floating in the sky is an Artemis I don’t recognize. Therefore, as long as that thing claims to be Artemis, it’s enough to make me risk my life!”

"It was not anger, nor hatred, but pity that led me to shoot down Artemis."

The Hephaestus unit asked Fujimaru Ritsuka, "Fujimaru Ritsuka, ask your question."

"In your previous answer, did Orion already construct a framework for shooting down Artemis?"

Hearing Hephaestus's question, Fujimaru Ritsuka hesitated for a few seconds before firmly telling Hephaestus, "I believe... Orion is capable of doing it!"

“....................” Hephaestus began processing the intelligence.

"Request to submit, a weapon created by God."

"Achilles, I'm counting on you," Fujimaru Ritsuka pleaded with Achilles.

"it is good."

Achilles materialized a set of golden armor, with golden shoulder armor and jet-black full-body armor—an incomparably luxurious divine creation. "Perhaps it's because of the origin of this armor; it always feels like wearing clothes my mother bought for me..."

"This is the armor your mother begged Hephaestus to forge for you," Orion remarked, gazing at the magnificent armor on Achilles.

"That's right, that's right. I am indeed very grateful, and for this armor as well."

“But that’s the complex heart of a hero,” Achilles said with a complicated expression.

“Your mother is a goddess, isn’t she?” Mandicardo asked.

Achilles removed his armor and said, "A mother is a mother."

"Oh, you're very close to your mother!!" Paris said to Achilles, annoyed. "...But having a good relationship with your parents isn't necessarily a bad thing. It's infuriating!!"

Paris glared angrily at Achilles, envying his perfect family life, while he himself had been abandoned as a child.

"Is this something worth mentioning over a communication?" Achilles looked at Paris with a helpless expression.

Achilles handed the golden-yellow armor with black trim to Hephaestus, seemingly reluctant, and said, "...Alright, here you go. But...it really is a bit uncomfortable."

"Feeling unwell?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, puzzled. "Why?"

"It will be somewhat weaker. But don't worry."

“There’s no other way but to defeat Artemis. Don’t be shy, melt down my armor!” Achilles placed his divinely crafted armor on Hephaestus’s forging unit, awaiting Hephaestus’s acceptance.

If Achilles could still fight in armor...

That would result in a qualitative leap in combat power.

The arrows from the divine Kael'thas, along with the attacks from the Atlantean defense troops, could not penetrate the divine armor...

He only needs to defend the areas his armor cannot protect, such as his neck, head, hands and feet, while his upper body can be left unattacked by Kamishiro Kajue.

Even if Scorpio shot... it wouldn't be able to penetrate the divine armor created by Hephaestus.

If I become weaker...

It's a problem for Chaldea, for the history of humankind, and for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Annoying things...

This is what troubles Achilles.

He wanted to complete his own heroic adventure.

It seems that... all I can do now is drag my body, weakened by seventy percent, without any divinely crafted equipment to aid me...

Go and meet... that incredibly troublesome Age of Gods...

And then there's Odysseus, the man in jet-black armor.

"Analysis revealed: a divinely created weapon from the pan-human history, capable of being manufactured!"

"Estimated processing time: two hours. Begin processing!" Hephaestus absorbed the divine armor and began forging the divine bow Orion needed, with arrows to shoot down Artemis.

"...It's going to be so long. Are we just going to have to wait like this for the next two hours?" Orion sat bored on a nearby rock.

“Alright! Let’s go to sleep!” Jason offered a perfect suggestion.

“Ah… here we go again…” Charlotte Corday looked at Jason helplessly.

"I try to avoid using my brain as much as possible. After all, the more you use your brain, the fewer brain cells you have."

Charlotte Corday, finding herself at a loss with Jason, sighed, "Well...it seems quite convincing...but then again, it doesn't..."

"Don't worry. I don't intend to let an obvious landmine like you lend me your knees to lie on," Jason said to Corday, lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

"What?! Landmine?! You're saying I'm a landmine?!? How am I a landmine?!" Charlotte Corday glared angrily at Jason, wanting to bleed him dry right now.

“Based on my experience, observation, and intuition,” Jason said confidently to Charlotte Corday, lying on the ground.

"Although it was vague, it was somehow incredibly convincing..." Achilles couldn't help but believe Jason's words...

After all, he knew very well that Jason seemed to have a powerful intuition when a crisis was coming... able to foresee what would happen and how it would end.

I think I understand, but I don't intend to interrupt. Orion, in his bear form, absolutely must not provoke Charlotte Corday.

“Speaking of which, Mash, don’t forget Theos Clonomia!” Jason reminded Mash; they still needed to bring back three units of nanomachines.

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Code Geass World.

"Hahahaha... If it were Lelouch... he'd be exhausted and asleep on the ground by now. After walking through the maze for so long, this girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka has really good stamina..." Kallen looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka on the screen and said to Lelouch with a mischievous smile.

Euphemia playfully chimed in, "If Lelouch is inside... then Mash will just have to carry him away."

"There's no way around it... physical strength is Lelouch's only weakness... after all, he can't fight while coughing up blood like that guy Li Xingke, can he?" Suzaku Kururugi said, trying to help his best friend out of the predicament.

Li Xingke looked somewhat embarrassed, having originally thought he wouldn't live much longer.

But for some reason... the more blood he vomited...

My body actually became healthier.

The physical strength and fighting ability he unleashed...

He certainly doesn't look like a patient who is about to pass away.

“Perhaps it’s because my brother… is always using his brain and has never participated in physical education classes at school!” Nanali said.

After all, his brother would occasionally go out with Cheval and play chess with those people.

He's a professional truant.

However, the older brother relies on his high intelligence to get full marks without having to attend classes.

You can understand the knowledge in a textbook by reading it only once.

Lelouch strongly agreed with Jason's tendency to feel sleepy from time to time, as a leader must always maintain his energy.

He faced a formidable opponent like Odysseus.

You must make full use of your time to rest.

Lelouch, by observing Jason's expression, realized that the guy was very tired.

They not only had to deal with withdrawn teammates, but also devise strategic plans to counter Odysseus, Poseidon, and Artemis.

At the same time, we must consider what the worst-case scenario would be if we arrived in Olympus.

"Poor Paris, how could anyone be so heartless as to abandon such a lovely child!" Shirley said angrily.

She hated Paris's parents, but luckily Paris had a very kind older brother.

Although my brother... eventually passed away as well.

Paris must have been devastated to learn of his brother's death...

My sister can't possibly be this cute.

Kyosuke Kosaka knew very well that if a beautiful girl like Charlotte Corday encountered a landmine-like man, that man would definitely suffer a terrible fate.

It's very possible that while she was asleep, Corday had already torn her to pieces.

But... who would bully such an adorable girl like Corday?!

When he looked at Charlotte Corday, he thought of a beautiful girl... Ayano.

Why are these two people so similar? They both like... like girls.