Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Lancer's eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth that were curled up gradually stiffened.

pat.

He watched helplessly as the "big guy" fell from the sky to the ground, nimbly bouncing around on the cold concrete.

This is... the big guy?

Even the sea breeze seemed to have stopped.

Lancer's eyes lost their sparkle.

In comparison, this little thing in front of him is probably only about the size of two of his fingers.

Why is that? He's already caught a fish, so why isn't he happy at all?

Perhaps this is what a gap between expectations and reality is.

I feel like crying.

But he quickly recovered, after all, once he caught something, he would catch something else, which at least proved that he could catch more than just trash.

That's right, as long as you persevere, there will definitely be something good next time.

Lancer cheered himself up in his heart.

He tossed the small creature into the bucket, cast the hook again, and waited expectantly.

Of course, he probably didn't expect that.

It may seem like the beginning, but in reality, this was already his peak.

Meanwhile, Surtr, the mastermind behind it all, had already climbed out of the sea!

After deliberating for a while, Surtr still chose to have the smaller one from that guy.

Of course, this is absolutely not a malicious attempt to torment Dog Bro; it's just that Surtr believes one shouldn't be overly ambitious and avoid giving the other person the illusion that 'I can do it too.'

This is all for Lancer's future development; if the other party knew, they might even thank us.

Moreover, the task has been completed, which means the other party is also satisfied with the result.

[Mission complete. Reward: 100 Primogems]

[Mission complete. Reward: 50 Primogems]

[Current Originium: 2045.2]

The task is complete; there are still two left.

It seems that Ilya's situation has probably ended as well, and her Originium has now successfully surpassed two thousand.

If you add the wishes of a few Servants, one time travel opportunity is more than enough.

It's just that the decimal point looks really awkward.

I wonder when I'll be able to cut it off.

After drying himself off with the flames, Surtr found a nearby hotel, washed up, hailed a Didi (ride-hailing service), and headed to the church.

fsn: Chapter Thirty-Eight - Playing with Others

On the surface, the Church of Christ and the Magicians' Guild are essentially irreconcilable enemies.

However, in the city of Fuyuki, the relationship between magicians and the Holy Church is quite harmonious.

Even the current head of the Tohsaka family, who is in charge of land management, is a disciple of a priest from the Holy Church.

After getting off the bus, Surtr looked at the desolate church in front of him.

Fuyuki itself is not a big city, the church in front of us is not large, and it is located some distance from the city center. There are not many buildings around, so even if a fight breaks out, there is no need to worry about not being able to fight freely.

Of course, she wasn't referring to Kirei Kotomine.

Even if the opponent's Bajiquan is very strong, it is impossible for him to defeat Surtr. The two are not even on the same level, not to mention that the opponent probably only has one arm now.

She was more worried about Gilgamesh.

The other person also seems to live in the church. Who knows how that unpredictable guy will react after seeing her kill his "toy"?

But even if a real fight breaks out, Surtr isn't afraid.

Step forward.

Surtr pushed the door open and entered.

Even during the day, the interior of the church is unusually dark, with sunlight blocked and only some light able to pass through the stained glass windows, providing limited illumination to the interior.

The chilly atmosphere, so different from the outside, made Surtr shiver involuntarily, like having the air conditioner blowing directly on his head in the dead of winter.

Are all churches like this?

Putting everything else aside, the sense of oppression is certainly well done.

Inside the door was a spacious hall with benches neatly arranged on both sides. At the far end of the line of sight was an altar used for worshipping the gods.

"No one's here? Is it in the side hall?"

There was no one in sight, neither priest nor believer.

After all, having lost an arm, it would be absurd for him to be constantly praying like in the cartoons.

Upon entering the hall, Surtr began searching the interior of the church.

The church wasn't large, so it didn't take much effort to explore, but even after walking the entire church, she didn't see a single person.

Could it be that such a large church only has one priest, Kirei Kotomine?

Is this really reasonable?

However, besides people, Surtr discovered some interesting things.

Before her was a lavishly decorated room.

The room features gilded tables and chairs, expensive-looking liquor, luxurious carpets, and most importantly, a transparent glass cabinet on one wall.

The exquisitely assembled models were neatly displayed in the cabinet, including racing cars, Gundams, and even some miniature versions of Noble Phantasms.

It's clear the owner cherishes them, but these things feel out of place in such an aristocratic room.

From the contents above, Surtr roughly guessed whose room this was.

"What bad luck."

As he sighed, an arrogant voice rang out from behind him.

"Who gave you permission to enter my bedchamber without my permission, woman?"

Just by listening to that condescending tone, you can roughly guess what kind of person the other party is.

"That's why I said I was unlucky."

Surtr muttered, turned around, and faced the newcomer.

Objectively speaking, the other party had a rather handsome face, short golden hair, a well-proportioned figure, and a pair of red eyes that seemed to be able to look directly into a person's soul, like those of a cold-blooded animal.

Gilgamesh.

Known as the oldest hero king in this world, he possesses top-tier strength even among countless Servants.

Unexpectedly, instead of finding Kirei Kotomine, they ran into him first.

"Hello, Gilgamesh."

As a well-behaved young man who had completed nine years of compulsory education, Surtr politely greeted the other person.

However, she didn't take Levantin directly because the opposing team hadn't activated Gate of Babylon yet.

I don't know if it's because of his cabinet full of collections or something else.

She also noticed that Gilgamesh was holding a square box, which, judging from the cover, appeared to be a game.

Considering what was behind her, she now strongly doubted the other party's current background.

Of course, even so, she didn't really want to get involved with such a troublesome guy. Since she hadn't found Kirei Kotomine, she decided to slip away first.

"I apologize for breaking into your dorm room. If you're alright, I'll be leaving now."

But the other party clearly wouldn't let her leave so easily.

"and many more."

Gilgamesh stepped forward first, blocking Surtr's path. He looked down at her from his height, a playful smile in his eyes.

"You have a very interesting smell about you."

He said that.

Gilgamesh could sense that the divine part of him was restless, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

This discovery pleased him.

As we all know, Gilgamesh hates gods, so it's quite interesting that this Holy Grail War actually chose a god-slayer as his Master.

However, he's not really interested in that thing right now.

“Normally, anyone who dares to trespass into my bedroom would be killed on the spot, but…”

As he said this, under Surtr's bewildered gaze, Gilgamesh walked into the room, skillfully opened the game box, took out the game console and controller from the drawer, and connected it to the TV.

"Feel honored, for I now grant you the right to serve me."

Gilgamesh leaned back on the sofa and spoke to Surtr.

?

Surtr was a little dumbfounded by this sudden move. Although the tone was condescending, if she understood correctly, the guy on the other end wanted her to play games together.

Did you run over from the Carnival film set?

She was initially worried that this guy might do something to the Holy Grail War, but now it seems that her worries were unnecessary.

"alright."

Without much thought, Surtr sat down on the sofa and picked up the controller.

Although it's inexplicable, playing games is still more enjoyable than fighting.

In her past life, she also played some arcade games, so she was quite familiar with gamepads.

She's planning to play a racing game, and the only similar game she's played is QQ Speed. She doesn't know if it will work for her.

"I won."

A short while later, Surtr's voice rang out in the room.

On the screen, a red race car crossed the finish line first, and two or three seconds later, a yellow race car arrived at the finish line.

It seems the other side is less skilled.

"You're barely half as good as me. I'll show you my true skills in the next game."

I heard someone's stubborn voice in my ear.

"Keep it up!"

Surtr encouraged him, though he secretly regretted that it wasn't his mother, Gilgamesh.

Then the second game...

"I won again."

"I'll let you have another game, so I can get back into the swing of things."

The third game...

"He crossed the finish line."

"Damn it, come again!"

The fourth game, the fifth game, the sixth game... kept refreshing until the mission appeared in Surtr's mind.

The yellow race car finally crossed the finish line first.

"As expected! I will not lose."

Despite having lost countless times, Gilgamesh still shouted it out loud.

It wasn't that Surtr was deliberately being modest; in this kind of game, unless the difference in strength is too great, there will always be a winner and a loser.