Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Without disturbing them any further, Surtr left the workshop and returned to his room.

Medea had left most of the tedious work to Surtr, who now had nothing to do. After glancing furtively in the direction of the workshop, Surtr quickly stripped off his clothes, went into the bathroom in his room, took a comfortable shower, and ended his evening's activities early.

Although she has had this body for a day, due to a series of events and Medea's constant presence, she has not yet had a chance to examine it carefully.

Out of a rigorous scientific attitude, Surtr's bath inevitably took a little longer than usual, and the frequent splashing of water in the bathroom goes without saying.

When she came out, her face was filled with the joy of having gained new knowledge, and even the mental pollution from the old bug was swept away.

Overall, it was a very enjoyable evening.

The next day.

noon.

Surtr was awakened by the sunlight streaming into the room.

The bedding was still untouched, suggesting that Medea hadn't returned last night.

They're really going all out.

This made her, as the Master, feel a little embarrassed.

Of course, it was only a little bit.

After washing up, Surtr inquired about Medea's progress through the contract and learned that Medea had already gone to the underground of Mount Enzo to conduct on-site testing.

That's really efficient.

It seems she said this to Medea more than once.

For some reason, she now has the same feeling as an overly capable subordinate and an incompetent boss.

It must be my imagination.

After asking if there was anything she could help with, she was told that she didn't.

That's really capable.

I'm moved once again.

So what is she going to do now?

Are there any fights to fight during the day? Or should I go back and take a nap?

No, then wouldn't that really make us useless?

Actually, if you think about it carefully, she wasn't completely idle; she could use the daytime to look for clues about Servants.

Go for a stroll on the street and see if you can run into any other Servants. It would be even better if you could meet a Rider. Even if it's not Medusa, she can still recognize most Servants just by looking at their outfits.

You can also look for any bargains you might find.

If you can't find it, go to the church and see what happened to Kirei Kotomine.

Okay, let's decide on that.

fsn: Chapter 15 really was a gas explosion

In the deserted park of Fukayama Town.

During this season, most people will choose to stay in the warmth of their homes rather than suffer outside unless absolutely necessary.

"It feels like it's going to snow."

Surtr sat on the bench and took a bite of ice cream.

A cool sensation shot from his mouth to the top of his head, and Surtr felt his mind clear up considerably.

In her past life, she loved things that were cool and refreshing, especially in winter. Taking a bite felt like ascending to heaven.

If you add hot pot to it, it would be absolutely amazing.

However, her body couldn't handle such a terrible way of eating at the time; it would often take her several days to recover after eating just one ice cream.

But now there's absolutely no need to worry.

Even if you want to show off ten or more in one go, it's no problem.

After finishing it in a few bites, Surtr leaned back in his chair and looked up at the sky.

You asked her why she was wasting her time here instead of going to find a Servant.

The answer, of course, is that it cannot be found at all.

She wandered around the city for half a day and, apart from eating her way through the entire street, didn't see any other Servants.

The presence of a Servant is an anomaly that cannot be concealed; in a crowd, it shines like a light bulb in the dark. If a Servant gets close to her, she will definitely be able to detect it.

Unfortunately, there isn't any.

She went to Huiqun College again during that time, but it was the weekend and she didn't see anyone there at all.

If this continues, we'll just be going shopping.

While that's not bad, shopping alone can be a bit too lonely.

I should have brought Medea along.

With the gifts from the Matou family, there's no need to worry about not having enough money.

"what."

The heat condensed into white mist in the air, and Surtr tensed up, then jumped up from his chair.

Since we haven't encountered any other Servants, let's go check out the church and then return to Ryudouji Temple.

Kirei Kotomine wouldn't just wander off, would he?

But just as she was about to take action, an explosion came from not far away.

Surtr's eyes lit up. A Servant had started fighting?

Meanwhile, in Fukayama Town.

Acrid black smoke spread through a corner of the city, and crowds thronged the streets, filled with shouts.

"Haven't the fire trucks arrived yet?"

"My newly bought poster is still inside!"

"My money!"

"Has everyone come out yet?"

"..."

Okay, it seems this time it really was a gas explosion.

Surtr, mingling in the crowd, was somewhat disappointed, though perhaps saying "disappointed" at this point would be an exaggeration.

But that is indeed her current mood.

The fire broke out in a seven-story apartment building, and the fire spread very quickly, with smoke billowing from the entire building.

Surtr's gaze swept around, and it was often at times like these that the system would pop up one request after another.

The rewards aren't huge, but they add up.

If she were someone who would stop at nothing, she might just deliberately create disasters and then harvest the Primogems.

Malicious score manipulation is prohibited.

Just as she had this idea, the system suddenly appeared.

'It's just a thought.'

Having completed nine years of compulsory education, she believes she still possesses fairly sound values.

"Is anyone still not down?"

Surtr asked the woman in the suit standing next to him.

"I don't know either."

The other person shook her head; she had only just arrived herself. Before she could say anything more, suddenly, someone shouted from the side.

"Hey, there are still people on the fourth floor."

Looking up, Surtr's gaze swept across the fourth floor.

Sure enough, on the fourth-floor balcony, there was a little girl who looked to be about ten years old.

The girl slumped behind the stainless steel railing of the balcony. On one side was thick smoke, and on the other side was the ground about ten meters above her. No matter which way she went, it was a dead end.

boom!

The fire ignited the explosives inside the house, and a window was blown off by the impact, flying over the girl's head and crashing to the ground.

The situation is quite dangerous.

Surtr quietly left the crowd.

The height of the fourth floor was just a jump for her, but she didn't want her image to appear on the front page of the newspaper.

The air currents swirled around Surtr's body, and the fire giant version of the Wind King's barrier concealed her body.

Although you can see obvious distortion in the air if you look closely, it doesn't matter at all.

Nobody cares about this now.

To avoid misjudging the distance, Surtr took the lead and leaped onto the first-floor platform, stepping on the air conditioner unit, and climbed onto the balcony where the girl was like a nimble wildcat.

For her now, doing all of this is quite simple.

pat.

Place both feet on the ground.

Surtr held the unconscious girl tightly in his arms, looked into the room, raised his hand, and the flames inside the apartment began to extinguish in a way that defied logic, as if forcibly commanded by someone.

Even ordinary fire, if it wasn't generated by her, could easily exert an effect.

The heat and smoke have no effect on her body at present; at most, she'll be worried about the floor collapsing.

However, she was not good at treatment, and the other person still needed to be sent to the hospital.

Holding the girl, Surtr prepared to find an open space to jump. But just as she poked her head out, she noticed a short-haired figure clumsily climbing up the exterior wall of the apartment building.

That is.

Emiya Shirou?

Surtr naturally recognized the other person; she had just delivered Avalon from the other person's womb yesterday.

I never expected to run into them again.

Fuyuki is really small.

Compared to Surtr's agile movements, the opponent could be described as clumsy, but still quite fast.

Surtr could tell from his eyes that the other party had probably used magic to enhance himself.

Even so, falling from that height would result in missing limbs.

As expected of someone who wants to become a 'partner of justice', if Surtr hadn't become Surtr, she would definitely just be one of the onlookers below.

Surtr sighed, but didn't linger.

The wind wrapped around their bodies, and he jumped off the building with the girl in his arms.

[Reward: 10 Primogems]

【...】

Using the platform and air conditioning unit extending from the outside of the apartment, Shirou Emiya quickly climbed to the fourth floor.

I let out a long sigh of relief.

Perhaps driven by his eagerness to save lives, he successfully used enhancement magic on himself for the first time.

It was thanks to this that he was able to come up and rescue the person.

Otherwise, given his physical abilities, he probably wouldn't even be able to climb to the first floor.

However, if someone were to fall from that height, even with magic intervention, they would definitely have to stay in the hospital for ten days to two weeks.

Not daring to look any further, Shirou Emiya turned his gaze to the balcony.