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

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"Huh...? What a peculiar style." Cú Chulainn sheathed his Deaththorn Spear, while simultaneously sensing the warning of rune magic returning to him from afar. He immediately made a plan in his mind, looking at the boy in front of him who could put up a fight.

He did not continue his attack, but watched with admiration the boy who was resisting him, resisting death, and refusing to submit to fate. His eyes were incredibly firm at this moment, just like his own when he was tied to a stone before he died.

"Hehehe! Although it's faint, I can feel the magic... The heart was pierced but the person is still alive, so that's how it is?"

Emiya Shirou covered the wound on his right hand with his left hand and slowly retreated towards the door behind him. Behind him was a thin door that could be broken with a single forceful shove.

Calm down, I need to calm down now. I've been saved, I absolutely can't die again.

I'm no match for this guy right now; I have no choice but to run...

"Heh! Now we can have some fun. Isn't that right?" Cú Chulainn switched to his acting master mode, letting loose and wanting to see how the boy in front of him was going to save his life.

A shot swept horizontally towards Shirou Emiya, who crashed through the screen behind him and fell into the corridor. He quickly got up and ran away.

He went to the corridor and slammed his head against the window next to him. Using the strength of his shoulder and legs, he smashed the window cleanly and fell to the ground, rolling around in a sorry state.

Just as he got up, Cú Chulainn appeared in front of him and kicked Shirou Emiya in the chest with his left leg. The force was so great that the air seemed to be torn apart.

If that kick had landed, it would have taken at least half the boy's life.

Emiya Shirou instinctively raised the enhanced poster in his hand, taking the full force of the kick. The enhancement magic, which had failed countless times, proved to be very reliable in this life-or-death situation.

The poster in his hand, now turned to steel, was bent by the kick. His body rolled on the ground, his bones groaning in pain, but he made no sound.

If you scream here now and attract the attention of your neighbors or ordinary people on the street at night... then the other person will suffer the same fate as you.

A true partner of justice, even in a life-or-death crisis, doesn't worry about themselves, but about others.

That's really something.

He gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and continued his escape, trying to get away from the terrifying man in front of him.

He no longer had time to think about why this guy could suddenly appear, or why he was as strong as a brown bear in the mountains.

"I clearly want you to die a quick death, yet you're putting up these pointless resistances."

Cú Chulainn watched the disheveled boy flee in front of him, then twirled his gun, surprised that the guy hadn't even made a sound...

This surprised Cú Chulainn. Normally, an ordinary person would have started screaming for help in this situation, right?

Watching Shirou Emiya flee into the warehouse, Cú Chulainn closed one eye and said, "If you're a man, just be quick about it."

Upon entering the warehouse, Shirou Emiya's causal threads connect with a distant king, and fate chooses the boy who has struggled to this point on his own.

The summoning circle on the floor, drawn by King Arthur himself, shimmered with a faint light.

boom---!

The Death Thorn Spear pierced towards Shirou Emiya's back with incredible speed; dodging was futile, as the spear was alive, controlled by the masterful marksman, Mad Dog.

Emiya Shirou instinctively gripped the corners of the poster with both hands. The rolled-up poster instantly flattened out, and all the faint magical power within him surged into the poster, transforming it into a shield.

The spear tip pierced the poster emitting a faint blue light. With a sizzling sound, it held for about a second before shattering into countless pieces of paper that fluttered into the air. Shirou Emiya was also knocked backward by the force of the thrust.

He lay helplessly on the ground, unable to run anymore, unable to escape...

"Checkmate! That move just now was a bit of a surprise, kid." Little girl, it's been so long and you still haven't arrived. We can't keep up this act. Cú Chulainn looked at the unlucky girl in front of him with pity. Even if he held back, you still wouldn't survive.

The priest of pleasure had already begun urging Cú Chulainn to hurry up.

He wanted to see what Rin Tohsaka and Sakura Matou would reveal after Cú Chulainn's death.

That kind of expression.

In any case, the boy with the name Emiya is not a magician in this Holy Grail War and cannot bring him much pleasure.

“But I really don’t understand you.” Cú Chulainn looked at the boy who was still struggling and hadn’t given up. “You’re clearly clever and intelligent, but you know absolutely nothing about magic. Your aptitude seems pretty good… Could you be the Seventh Man?”

Even so, this is where it ends.

"What a joke...!!" Shirou Emiya turned around, his voice filled with anger, not fear, but rage. His right hand rested on his blood-stained school uniform. "I was just saved... Now that I've been saved, I can't just die like this...!"

This is the second time I've been saved! The second time already!

"I must live, to fulfill my duty. If I die, it's all over. There's no point in living in a place like this..." The desire, the desire to live, the desire to eliminate this executioner, the things he pursued grew stronger in his heart. The intense longing surging within Shirou Emiya caused Command Seals to instantly appear on the back of his hand.

"Your kind of protection that kills without a care in the world... I'll destroy you, you bastard—!!!" Shirou Emiya roared as the remaining magical power within him spread, and the sword sheath Avalon within him awakened.

Avalon's causal threads are intertwined with the holy sword that shines with golden light.

The summoning ritual for the heroic spirits was completed instantly.

No incantations were needed, no preparations were required; the bond between him and the blonde girl had already been forged.

With a single strike, Excalibur, bound by the Wind King's barrier, cleaved Cú Chulainn away, and Artoria Pendragon stood before Shirou Emiya.

She answered the call; she would reappear in the Holy Grail War to seize the Holy Grail and fulfill her wish.

"Tell me! Are you my master?" Artoria turned around, her short blonde hair and emerald-like eyes fixed on Shirou Emiya lying on the ground, wearing a special full-body armor.

"mas...ter??" Shirou Emiya said blankly, staring in astonishment at the beautiful girl who had suddenly appeared before him, clad in armor.

What is his current situation? What has happened? What is this? He is completely bewildered and has no idea what is going on.

“Servant, Saber, has come in response to the summons. Master, please give your instructions!” Artoria gazed at the injured boy before her, whose face was filled with shock, and felt the faint magical power within her.

Artoria Pendragon really drew the worst possible lot!

Shirou Emiya stared in awe at the mysterious girl before him, with her calm and serene emerald green eyes, her star-like hair, and the faint moonlight streaming into the warehouse, highlighting her holy face.

This scene remained etched in Shirou Emiya's memory until the end of his life, until he became Alaya's eternal laborer.

Cú Chulainn warily watched the heroic spirits inside the warehouse from outside. The terrain of the warehouse was not suitable for spearmen, and he dared not go in rashly now.

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The Kyushu Lostbelt: Chen Gong and Red Hare Timeline.

"Mr. Emiya, were you this powerful even when you were young? How could an ordinary person who hadn't learned martial arts and whose body wasn't fully developed withstand a Heroic Spirit for so long?" Mash looked at Shirou Emiya in astonishment as he jumped around and finally managed to escape into the warehouse and successfully summon a Heroic Spirit.

"Hmm... Even Shirou Emiya from this world managed to summon King Arthur. Is this some kind of fate? There's no catalyst, yet his bond with King Arthur is just too strong, isn't it?"

Jing Ke looked in surprise at Artoria, who appeared in the warehouse and repelled Cú Chulainn with a single sword strike. Even in the difficult Lostbelt, Master had not been able to summon King Arthur in the present world.

Whether it's the previous singularities or Lostbelts, King Arthur has basically never had the opportunity to appear.

On the contrary, the Knights of the Round Table around Artoria had all helped Master.

11. King Arthur brutally beats a dog that has fallen into the water!

"Hahahaha!! Father, it's Father! Master, Master! Father easily defeated that guy."

"Hmm... As soon as Father appears, this damn war is over! No one can defeat Father. This guy is really lucky; he even summoned Father, who is wielding the Holy Sword."

Mordred grinned, a radiant smile spreading across his face, watching with adoration as Artoria repelled Cú Chulainn with a single sword strike. Standing in the warehouse, she exuded an aura of impregnability, as if no one dared to enter.

"Hmph! Cú Chulainn, you'd better run away with your tail between your legs. You can't possibly be a match for Father. You're lucky I didn't kill you with one sword just now."

"I need to correct something Rin Tohsaka said. The strongest card is Saber, that's wrong. The strongest card is summoning King Arthur!"

Mordred held a 4K camera and recorded every word and action of Artoria Pendragon, watching it repeatedly with great satisfaction.

"Shirou Emiya, just lie there and wait for your father to easily get that damn cup. But what does your father want with that damn cup??? What's this Greater Grail? What kind of trash is that? It's only connected to the spiritual veins beneath Fuyuki City, what's its use?"

"What third method? Modern magicians are so stupid! Even gods and fairies more powerful than you can't figure this out!"

"What makes you think you can produce something like this?"

Although Mordred was happy to see her father appear, the stage where her father appeared was a mess and dilapidated place, which was completely unacceptable.

"Oh, oh, oh... Noble King Arthur, although you are an oppressor, once you appear in Fuyuki City and participate in the Holy Grail War, you will surely eliminate all those cruel executioners!"

Spartacus can now only place his hopes for killing the executioner magician on Artoria.

Deep Sea Cyber ​​Paradise, Second Playthrough Timeline.

"Pfft, hahaha, woof! Di Gong, Di Gong, the other one who claims to be the strongest Heroic Spirit, do you really think you can beat Artoria, woof?"

Tamamo Cat leaned against Shirou Emiya and nudged him with her body, teetering on the edge of death.

Bang bang bang.

Black Emiya Shirou could no longer hold back, and a series of flashes appeared in his hand, which he hurled directly at Tamamo Neko's face.

"Waaaaah, my eyes! I can't see anything! Damn it, how could you do this to me!? No wonder you've become so dark..."

Tamamo-neko covered its eyes with its huge paws and rolled around on the ground.

“Eh… Mr. Cú Chulainn has completely become a villain in this world.” Fujimaru Ritsuka never expected that Mr. Cú Chulainn, who had helped her so many times, would undergo such a drastic change in the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City.

She was very curious: what was Cú Chulainn's wish? What did he want to wish for the Holy Grail?

To increase one's luck, to stop being so unlucky, to stop getting hit by cars when going out, and to stop steel bars and cement falling from the sky?

Or perhaps it's so that when I'm fishing, there won't be two annoying guys around me anymore?

Fate/stay night, UBW timeline.

"Wow, big brother's luck is really good! He dodged the rabid dog's multiple attacks. But, hehehehe! It seems the rabid dog didn't use its full strength. Now it's caught out, isn't it? What an idiot!"

"Big blonde sister, you look amazing! Wearing armor, hehehe! You seem to have a powerful background. But no matter what your background is, you can't possibly be a match for Berserker."

Ilya lay on Hercules' lap, Jason pinching Ilya's little feet, paying the price for his failed attempt to show off.

"Is it...comfortable, Miss Ilya?" Jason awkwardly massaged the girl's fair, rosy soles, feeling like he was turning into an old father.

"Mmm...mmm, let's keep it like this." Ilya's face showed a comfortable expression as she enjoyed the service of the Greek hero Jason.

If Atalanta, Dioscuroi Castor, Dioscuroi Polux, Kennis, and the other crew members of the Argo were to see this... they would surely be dumbfounded.

However, looking at the lovely Ilya, he seemed to see his own child, and his eyes revealed a complex emotion.

It seems Hercules witnessed this scene just as I did. The reason he obeyed the little girl's instructions and allowed those foolish old men to twist him into a Berserker was probably because he wanted to keep her company.

Brother, since you want to save Ilya and free her from her fate, I can't just stand by and do nothing!

Thinking this, Jason tightened his grip, and Ilya cried out, kicking Jason in the face. "Ouch, that hurts! You can't even do something as simple as a massage? Are you really Jason? Are you really the former captain of the Berserkers??"

Jason smiled and put the little feet back into his hands, continuing to massage them. He also liked one thing about Ilya, something particularly important.

He, like himself, firmly believed that Hercules was the strongest hero of Greece and the strongest heroic spirit to appear this time.

Gilgamesh, Emiya, King Arthur—all of them, step aside.

The two Hercules fans reached a consensus.

Liselite appeared in Ilya's room, carrying Timo in her hand. "Miss... I found a strange creature in the garden. It seems to be taking pictures of you without permission."

"Please...please let me go!? I'm not some strange creature. Um...I came here by accident, I mean you no harm! I'm a scout from Ionia, my name is Teemo, I'm a Yordle!"

Teemo blushed, kicked his legs, and defended himself, saying that the righteous scout just liked to take pictures of pretty girls, which was not a big crime, right?

"Teemo, a Yordle? What's with all this weird stuff? Are you some other magician's familiar?!" Sera glared at Teemo menacingly, brandishing a kitchen knife as she charged at him. "What are you trying to do by taking pictures of the young lady?! You're not trying to lure her to your world to marry you, are you?"

"No, no, no, that's absolutely not true! I followed the dangerous creature, the Soul-Eating Sea Worm, here... It may already be inhabiting somewhere in the forest."

Ryudong Temple.

The kitchen table was covered in blackened food. Medea was in a bad mood. "Why... can't I even cook something this simple? Is cooking harder than learning magic?"

She was a genius magician from the Age of Gods, but now she can't even cook properly following a recipe, which is causing her to lose confidence.

"Ah...what a lovely girl."

After Artoria appeared, Medea's lips curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile. The moment she saw Artoria, she wanted to bully Saber and make her wear the clothes she had made.

"Hehehe! Such a cute girl's master is just an ordinary person. What a pity. Let me take charge of Saber."

Medea has already devised a series of plans. She is currently in a semi-darkened state and wants to create the Holy Grail herself, using great magic to send herself and Lord Soichiro to a peaceful place.

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The boy before her gave no instructions, but Artoria didn't want to stand there like an idiot. She wouldn't let go of the opportunity to defeat Lancer here. "From this day forward, my sword will be with you. Your fate will be intertwined with mine."

"Yuci, the contract is complete."

Artoria Pendragon assumed a fighting stance, Excalibur appearing in her hand. The Holy Sword of Wind blended seamlessly with its surroundings, becoming invisible to the eye.

She stomped hard on the ground, her body shooting towards Lancer like an arrow, and slashed fiercely at the Death Thorn Spear with her sword.