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"If it's a major branch of the World Tree, then it's quite possible."

Merlin stood up and said solemnly, "So that deity participated in Ragnarok?"

Roman also took a breath.

Did they carry a huge section of the World Tree home for someone? That's a pretty deep level of involvement...

"I do not know."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said matter-of-factly, "I've been taking care of the fantasy species here all this time. I haven't had time to ask. But as far as I know, there are 137 such open courtyards like the Matou residence. This is just one of the larger ones. They are all supported by the remains of the World Tree."

"Well, this is basically carrying someone's manhood back directly."

Roman was speechless.

'It wasn't deep involvement at all; he was probably the one who instigated it!'

Are you really not afraid? The Norse gods, even the great god Odin, would fight you to the death, right?

He seemed to understand another possibility that the other party would be sealed by the combined forces of the Heavenly and Eastern factions: that he had also done the same thing to the Norse gods to these two major god groups.

For example, he carried away the Tree of Wisdom and the Tree of Life from the Garden of Eden, cut down the Jianmu tree connected by the Eastern deity, etc. Could he have carried away Mount Buzhou when it broke and tilted in all directions?

For some reason, he felt that the other party was capable of doing it.

Feeling inexplicably cold, Roman decided to stop thinking about it.

Right now, he's just a pitiful and helpless human being; it's best not to speculate about the private affairs of important figures.

"By the way, you asked me what kind of fruit I'm eating?"

Seeing everyone silent, Gudako, scratching herself all over, couldn't help but boast, "Then you've come to the right person! To tell you the truth, my physique has increased by at least 50%, and my magical power has increased by more than 20%... Don't turn it off!!!"

That look... it was like a rich scumbag looking at a poor relative, not even bothering to look at them.

"Who asked you?!"

Then Roman promptly turned it off for her.

So what are you so proud of, Fujimaru Ritsuka? Have you forgotten that you were just a pawned ingredient?

"Ahem, it seems Ritsuka-kun is alright, so let's set off."

Merlin almost ground his teeth to powder when he talked about Ritsuka; he was so jealous that he was unrecognizable.

If only he had a larger piece of the World Tree Yggdrasil's remains, Avalon could expand to the size of the British Isles.

Although they are different in nature, if the other party's place is a luxurious manor, then his is just a simple three-square-meter house.

He'd only ever eaten one or two kinds of those fruits before; they were all rare items from the Age of Gods, impossible to survive in the modern environment. Damn it!

"Let's go, let's go."

Everyone decisively ignored Fujimaru Ritsuka as if she didn't exist, and immediately split into four groups and set off.

"Note: Keep the teleportation artifact safe. Once we identify the weak point, we will concentrate all our forces on one point and break through it."

Merlin gave instructions.

Dividing forces is only to save time; if we really want to attack a key point, we should concentrate our forces to cut off one of its fingers.

......

"What? That's so rude! They didn't even let me finish speaking."

The gap in the Seventh Courtyard.

Gudako pouted, she was just jealous of her incredible growth and amazing talent. She was green with envy seeing her strength increase tenfold in just a few hours.

Hmph, that's absolutely right.

It doesn't matter, anyway, that evil god seems to treat her quite well, so she might as well enjoy it a bit more.

Gudako basked in the artificial sun in her spatial dimension, looking completely content.

"You lot, hurry up and give me a back massage. What are you standing there for, Bull? Don't you have any sense? Bring me a Coke. For an upper-class person like me, having a carbonated drink once in a while is a good way to relax."

Nothing happened.

"This is going to turn the world upside down!"

Gudako suddenly sat up, took off her sunglasses, and arrogantly said, "Believe it or not, I'll have the Jashin stew you all today... Why are you all so scared and looking behind me...?"

The voice trailed off, and Gudako turned around with a broad smile: "Ahaha, I didn't expect you to be here too. I was taking care of your Mystic Seed, boss...?"

Her smile froze. Behind her wasn't Matou Hakurei, that evil god, but...

Kurumi Matou!

The girl's deep red eyes were calmly looking at her.

Volume 1: Chapter 174 Replacing Earth, Better to Die for My Fellow Daoist!

"Giggle giggle...!"

Gudako's pupils contracted, her teeth chattered, and then she knelt down with a thud, sobbing uncontrollably: "Boss, spare me! I swear to Jesus, Matou Hakurei and I are absolutely innocent! May I be struck by lightning if I have any romantic relationship with anyone, may my children be born without butts, and may I be single for the rest of my life, dying alone!"

Before Matou could speak, her mouth opened and closed rapidly like a machine gun, and she said earnestly, "Although I am beautiful and kind, sunny and confident, and very popular with boys, and I am the last Master, with the survival of the entire planet and humanity on my shoulders, I really have no interest in him!"

You know, buddy, he's super scary. Besides, I have the future of humanity on my shoulders, I have absolutely no interest in dating. At most, I'll hide under the covers and read doujinshi...

“…”

The girl with long, straight black hair was about to say something.

Gudako, with a mournful and indignant face, said, "The most recent time was just two days ago in the wilderness. You might not know, but it was actually during the Hundred Years' War between England and France in another world. I was hiding in the bushes reading a doujinshi while Mashu was asleep, and some bastard who doesn't sleep most of the night saw me. Oh my god, he even recorded it, and for half an hour!!"

That beast used this to threaten me into washing my feet, giving me massages, doing my laundry, and making my bed. I also had to list five hundred of his good qualities; if I missed even one, I wouldn't be allowed to sleep!

The conversation had completely veered off-topic by the end. Gudako gritted her teeth, her face filled with murderous intent towards a certain person.

Hey, if you bump into a pretty girl watching porn, shouldn't the threatening plot be something like, "Miss, you don't want to either..." and then something like that?

Threatening to say he must list 500 of his good points? What the heck?

Have you any self-awareness? Besides being strong and handsome, do you have any other redeeming qualities?

Who knows how hard it was for her to come up with 500 positive words? Didn't they know she was a terrible student? She had to rack her brains just to pass her Chinese exams.

Who knows how humiliating it is to praise that bastard angel while enduring the frustration of defeat!

I couldn't sleep all night, and the next day I was still sullen and had no energy at all.

Therefore, his poor performance and the beating he received from Lancelot were definitely the fault of that scumbag angel!

Gudako grew angrier the more she thought about it, and the angrier she became, the more she thought: "Boss, you have no idea how despicable that beast is. How could that thing be an angel in heaven? A high-ranking angel at that? God must have been drinking too much fake alcohol."

"Boss, I swear to God, I like a handsome, masculine man who is 1.75 meters tall, weighs 180 pounds, has a big nose, a beer belly and a full beard, preferably bald, with fierce eyes, and around 30 years old."

She looked at Matou-san with utmost sincerity.

"...No, I'm not interested in your personal fantasies, so please stop talking. Also, if possible, please read less doujinshi."

The elegant and poised Matou-san's face stiffened slightly. She had originally intended to give this parallel world's savior a fright, but who knew...

Matou almost collapsed.

I don't know why the person you mentioned could be an angel of heaven, but I completely cannot understand why you are the savior.

Seriously, are you guys in parallel universes this desperate? You'll eat anything like this?

Also, maybe you should read less hentai. Shouldn't you check if your sexuality is normal? Do the characteristics you described even remotely relate to a handsome man?

Seeing that the orange-haired girl was about to continue recounting her history of being bullied, Matou-san quickly interrupted her:

"Stop, I'm not here to kill you, and you've gone off-topic. Also, don't call me 'boss,' it sounds awful."

Everyone calls her old; she's only a sixteen-year-old girl in the prime of her youth.

"Huh? Then I'll try again?"

Gudako looked somewhat bewildered.

"..."

Matou looked at her expressionlessly, suppressing her boiling murderous intent.

The look in his eyes was clear: if you dare do it again, you're dead.

"...Didn't you say you weren't here to kill me? Liar."

Gudako muttered something under her breath, then said with a fawning smile, "Um, Matou-san, there's absolutely nothing between me and your brother, and he doesn't like me either."

Well, at most we'll use her as a key to unlock the seal, to trick her and launch a sneak attack.

"Of course I know."

Miss Matou said softly, "If he could like you, then I wouldn't like him either."

It's hard to imagine how she could fall in love with a brother with such unusual tastes.

"ah....?"

Gudako was stunned for a moment, then felt indignant and resentful.

No, what do you mean?

What's wrong with me? I'm a stunningly beautiful woman, okay? How am I any less attractive than you? Why is it that this fickle god would never like me?

She...she was convinced!

Gudako obediently knelt on the grass, raising her fawning face: "You're right. Although I am humorous, beautiful, intelligent, and talented, I am nothing compared to Matou-sama, like a firefly seeing the moonlight. Of course, Matou Hakurei-sama would not be interested in me."

Endure it!

You didn't expect that, did you, Matou Kurumi? My specialty, Fujimaru Ritsuka, is stoicism.

Matou glanced at her, roughly guessed what she was thinking, and couldn't help but sigh.

What exactly happened in the other world? It seems that her brother is treating her differently. Could it be that he has some special talent that she hasn't noticed?

Sorry, besides being extremely shameless, she didn't see any other special talent.

However, she had no choice but to trust this savior from a parallel world.

"Get up, you should start moving around by now, right?"

The girl gazed intently at the orange-haired girl, and her voice, almost indistinguishable from Kurumi Tokisaki's, rang out under the simulated sun's sunlight.

"What are you talking about?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and she revealed a sunny smile: "I don't quite understand. What action? We don't know your purpose yet. We are a savior organization, you know. Miss Matou is so gentle and kind, she can't be the kind of person who destroys the world, right? Killing a few people is none of our business, let's not talk about alcohol. That's the responsibility of the police."

She pursed her lips and complained, "But they either classify it as suicide or a missing person case. The Japanese police are completely useless..."

"The performance is too obvious, Miss Savior. Your attempt to change the subject by feigning ignorance is too awkward."

The girl with long, straight black hair said calmly, "When I was your age, I was much better at killing my grandfather than you are now, which is a bit disappointing..."

Oh, no, she should be a year younger than Fujimaru Ritsuka...

"Ah...I see. I'm just a little confused."

Gudako scratched the back of his head with a憨厚 (honest and simple) expression.

"..."

The girl with long, straight black hair shook her head, somewhat unable to bear watching: "You should stop with your poor acting skills. I've been watching you all, or more accurately, all outsiders, whether it's Chaldea or another one."

She said calmly, "You should understand, if I wanted to, there would be very few places on this planet that could escape my notice."

"Is that how it is...?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka paused for a moment, then sighed, "That's really difficult."

She raised her head and looked calmly at Matou-san, her fear gone: "So, what is Matou-san's purpose? Do you want me to reveal their progress or plans? But I'm sorry, I truly know nothing about it. So, are you going to kill me?"

Now that she's living under the same roof as the mastermind, how could she possibly still be inquiring about Chaldea's activities?

Given the other party's abilities, the information in her mind is probably as straightforward as a flatly laid-out painting.

"No...."

Ms. Matou shook her head and said calmly in the same manner:

"I want to help you."