Miss Surtr will ignite the world

But Archer still shook his head, his gaze fixed on the area around the mansion.

"With such a commotion, we're probably not the only ones here. At least their Caster is still in good condition. If we get bogged down, we'll be in danger too."

"Ah, even just one set is this difficult."

Rin scratched her head in frustration. She thought she was well prepared, but she never expected to run into a monster.

"I suggest we look for allies and eliminate the most threatening ones first."

"It seems like this is the only way."

Rin nodded.

This is a very reasonable suggestion, and there is no need to hesitate too much.

However, the choice of allies must be made carefully, and we will need to contact other lords and followers afterward.

"Then I'd like to trouble you to clean up those escaped flying insects. It would be a real problem if they got into the city."

Rin stared at the swirling flames that illuminated the entire sky in the distance, her voice filled with gritted teeth.

"Seriously, they actually caused such a commotion in the city center. They're probably going to be on the front page tomorrow."

She's the manager of this land; she'd be held responsible if there were any mysterious leaks.

"Understood."

"Master, the cleanup is complete."

Surtr had just stepped out of the mansion when he saw Medea falling from the sky.

"That's really efficient."

She gave a compliment.

"There weren't many insects, and there were other Servants helping along the way."

Which rider was it?

"Surtr asked."

"It's Archer."

"archer?"

Surtr looked up, sensing his surroundings. No one was around. Had they hidden themselves? Or had they already left?

"Is he a man with white hair and dark skin, wearing a red trench coat, carrying a black longbow?"

"It's amazing that you knew that, Master."

Medea was surprised. Even she could only barely make out the other person's appearance with the help of a magic trick similar to clairvoyance. She didn't expect that her Master would know before even leaving the house.

"You could say I have some kind of ability to see into the future, though sometimes it's not very accurate."

"Just like when I went to school before."

"...Don't bring up things you don't want to talk about."

Surtr was helpless; little did he know that the Matou Sakura in this world didn't actually have the surname Matou.

"I'll tell you about the Servants later. For now, tell me what you're holding."

Quickly change the subject.

Surtr looked at Medea's right hand.

There, a gray mouse was held in Medea's hand by threads made of magic. When she saw the mouse's human-like expression of pain, she had a vague guess.

"This is the old bug. It was parasitizing a rat and trying to escape in the chaos, but I set up a barrier outside the mansion and caught it when I came back."

really.

Surtr nodded. The other party had truly become a rat in the gutter now, literally.

Medea lifted the mouse up, and its round body struggled in the air, its mouth opening and closing repeatedly as if trying to say something, but no sound came out.

"Because I thought he was too noisy, I blocked the sound without permission. Do you want to hear what he has to say?"

"No, no need."

Surtr showed no intention of communicating with the other party, and simply snapped his fingers.

A wisp of flame rose from Zouken Matou's body, turning him and his soul to ashes.

[Kill Matou Zouken]

[Reward: 50 Primogems]

[Current Originium: 823.2]

This decimal point seems rather subtle, but never mind.

Including the bugs he killed in the basement, Surtr now has only 200 Originium left to reach the 1,000 mark.

Although the income from insects is small, the sheer number of them makes up for it.

Moreover, the special insects cultivated using black mud receive more rewards than ordinary insects.

Surtr could burn thousands to death with a single fire, and if many of them hadn't been unhatched, she might have gotten even more.

Pity.

Although I was somewhat tempted to turn him into a bug-making machine, Surtr wouldn't be staying in this world for long anyway, so it was better to just kill him.

I hope there will be more opportunities like this to quickly reap the rewards in the future.

But these kinds of things are just wishful thinking; there aren't that many opportunities to actually do them.

Shaking his head, Surtr didn't think any further and swiped the panel away, leading Medea into the Matou residence.

She's going to collect her spoils.

fsn: Chapter Fourteen - New Knowledge Acquired

Because Surtr deliberately controlled the power and direction of his attack, and the Matou family's magic workshop itself had a magic circle to resist invasion, the books and materials were not damaged.

"Is this enough material?"

The materials in front of Surtr could probably fill a small room of about four square meters.

Considering the Matou family's 500-year history, this is actually a bit lacking.

They were probably all taken and used by the old bug.

she thought.

"Hmm... others probably won't be able to do it, but if I come, it should be enough."

Medea nodded.

The essence of magic is nothing more than equivalent exchange.

The more skilled a magician is, the more effective they can make with limited resources.

Coincidentally, she is one of the world's top magicians.

Ignoring whether the other party was showing off intentionally or not, Surtr simply picked up the bag and tossed it into his backpack.

After the raw materials come the classic texts.

Considering that taking too long might allow other Servants to come and steal the food, the two didn't have time to check each book one by one; they just wanted to take them all.

Surtr found a large burlap sack, threw all the books into it like trash, then concealed himself and quickly left the Matou residence, leaving behind only a mess.

Another half a day passed.

After a day of wandering around, Shinji Matou, the rightful and only heir of the Matou family, finally returned to his loyal Matou mansion.

Then, *click*.

The schoolbag slipped from his hand, and Shinji Matou stood blankly at the front door, staring at the Matou mansion that looked as if it had been baked by lava. His bewildered face uttered a voice that came from the depths of his soul.

"Huh?"

Meanwhile, Ryudong Temple.

"Finally home."

Back at his base, Surtr's tense mood relaxed slightly.

Even if it's just temporary accommodation, I feel a sense of peace when I return.

She doesn't plan to go out and search for Servants tonight.

Although the battle hadn't taken much to her liking, the mental pollution inflicted by the old bug still left her feeling mentally exhausted.

"Then, Master, I'll head to the workshop now."

Without a moment's rest, Medea planned to go to the workshop she had set up during the day to examine the books she had collected from the Matou family; the sooner the pollution was removed, the better.

"Then it's hard work for you."

Surtr can't help in this regard, but burning the Holy Grail would be an option.

The books were moved into the workshop that Medea had set up during the day.

Compared to the shrine that encloses the entire Ryudouji Temple in the original work, the workshop in front of us, which consists of only one room, is quite rudimentary.

Firstly, time didn't allow it, and secondly, they didn't intend to continue the defensive strategy from the original work.

With two Servants on our side, we have a natural advantage in numbers. We can use Surtr to hold off the enemy Servants and then use Medea to assassinate our Master.

Unlike the fourth station, the fifth station's master has no idea what hiding is. As long as Medea doesn't go off on a tangent, she can be caught every time.

Even if she were a Bajiquan master, she couldn't do anything to her as long as they didn't get close.

As long as you don't go out and cause trouble.

She felt she needed to remind the other person later.

Without disturbing her any further, Surtr prepared to leave, but before that, Medea suddenly spoke.

"Master, can you give me Avalon?"

"No problem, but what use are you?"

Surtr took out the scabbard, handed it to the other person, and asked.

"If it weren't for the original owner, the scabbard probably wouldn't be of much use."

"That's generally true."

Medea took the sword sheath and explained with a smile.

"However, with some methods, it is still possible to utilize some of the functions of this formal attire, although it cannot reach the level of repairing even fatal wounds."

"Can they even do something like this?"

Surtr was surprised.

She initially just didn't want Saber to get her hands on the scabbard, but she didn't expect such a pleasant surprise.

Surtr's body is now quite strong, after all, he is capable of fighting with Servants.

However, it is still far inferior to a real fire giant.

To make a comparison, her current strength is roughly the same as Arthur at full strength. She has the advantage in strength and defense, but speed is a major weakness. Levantine's output is probably not as good as the Holy Sword, but considering the efficiency of mana recovery, she is stronger.

It's quite powerful in this Holy Grail War, but it's not enough.

There are quite a few monsters and demons in this war, and with a scabbard, her endurance will undoubtedly be greatly improved.

"Of course, I will try my best to give it to you before the next battle."

Medea said.

"Well, but don't push yourself too hard. Although Servants are supposed to not need rest, their mental state can still take a toll."

Surtr asked with concern, knowing from this she knew the other person definitely wasn't planning to sleep tonight.

"I understand, Master."

Although that was her answer, she felt that he probably hadn't taken it to heart.

However, in her past life she was someone who rarely slept, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of thing.

Anyway, it's always best to leave the magic tricks to them.