Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Shaking his head, Surtr patted his buzzing ears.

Flashbang and stun grenades—Rider actually achieved this effect with Thunder. Those military movies weren't for nothing!

"Cattle!"

After recovering somewhat, I heard Talulah's excited roar beside me.

With its tongue lolling out, seemingly forgetting the pain in its body, it grabbed a divine bull with one paw, opened its mouth wide, and took a bite of the beef that Surtr had fried to medium-rare.

It seems the final blow missed.

The crackling sound of electric arcs came from my mouth, but compared to the beginning, these small electric arcs were nothing, and instead added a bit of stimulating texture to the meat.

To use an analogy, it's like eating popping candy.

Talulah devoured both cows in just two bites.

Compared to the other's body, a divine ox is only enough for one bite.

"Does eating this cause any effects?"

Surtr was puzzled. This thing should be similar to a Servant, right? Does it really have a physical form?

"Yes, there is, but it's probably been roasted by you, so the taste isn't very good. Some parts are dry and tough."

Talulah spat out a hard, bony horn, shaved her teeth with her claws, and then gave her her thoughts.

Surtr was speechless.

How can you possibly taste the meat in a way that's like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit?

"It's good enough to have something to eat, why be picky?"

"Let's walk around the neighborhood and see if we can find them."

Stroe gave the order, kicking his head.

fsn: Chapter Sixty - Habits are truly terrifying

"Rin, are you alright?"

On the balcony, a white-haired man appeared beside Rin and asked a question.

"Archer, of course I'm fine."

After regaining her composure, Rin bent down, picked up the gem from the ground, and said with a smile.

"Haha, but I probably didn't sleep well last night. I just had a hallucination of a dragon, hahaha..."

Rin's smile gradually froze, and the air fell silent.

"That's fake, right?"

Rin asked in a certain tone, as if hoping for such an answer.

No, it's true.

Archer shook his head.

"It's not April Fool's Day today, Archer."

"Rin. Please don't run away from reality."

Archer states the harsh truth.

"The Caster group has summoned a dragon, and judging from the battle, it has obviously been tamed."

"Aaaaaah, I don't want to hear it! Why would someone like this, who disrupts the game's balance, appear?!"

Suddenly, from calm to a roar, Rin covered her ears with both hands, squatted down, and kept shaking her head.

"The Holy Grail War is no game, Rin."

Archer reminds you.

"Of course I know."

Rin naturally knew that she was just complaining.

With both the sun and dragon seed, they've developed like this in just a few days. What will they be able to produce in a few more days?

She suddenly really wanted to see it for herself.

Who won?

Rin asked.

The distance was too far, and it was too dark; she could see nothing but blurry shadows.

That beam of light must have been something the Rider team came up with.

The dragons are visibly powerful, but that thing doesn't look like an ordinary object either. The Riders actually had that kind of equipment hidden away. They were lucky to survive last time.

"Rider lost, a complete defeat."

Archer squinted in response.

"Oh, I see."

To be honest, Rin wasn't surprised at all by this result, as if Surtr's victory was a matter of course.

Although the two had only met once, he gave her that feeling.

Moreover, all the Servants who have left the stage so far have been killed by her, including Lancer, who beat Archer to a pulp.

Although it may have boosted the morale of others.

But Rin couldn't yet imagine the scenario where the opponent would fail.

"Ha, even Rider lost. I don't really want to say this, but can we really win?"

He squatted on the ground, sighing deeply. Their chances of winning were already slim when the enemy didn't even have a dragon seed; now, there was even less hope.

Rin felt that this Holy Grail War was over.

"Perhaps we could try to cooperate with Rider and join forces to defeat Caster first. That would be a more sensible option."

Archer proposed it.

Neither side can deal with Caster alone right now, so the probability of a successful collaboration is still quite high.

"Then Rider?"

Rin asked, "It seems like the Riders can't beat them either."

"We'll just have to improvise. But at least it should be easier to deal with than Caster."

"Ha, it seems like this is the only way."

Rin sighed.

It feels like she's either looking for a partner or on her way to finding one during this Holy Grail War.

"But before that, we need to find their stronghold. I'll leave it to you, Archer."

"Ah."

Archer nodded, materialized into a spirit form, and disappeared from the balcony.

Rin stood up and looked out at the street. She could see that quite a few people were already standing on the street, pointing and gesturing at the sky.

She knew that there would likely be some strange rumors circulating on the streets tomorrow.

Those guys, if you're going to fight, at least make a small fuss. Have you forgotten the ironclad rule of secrecy and mystery?

Rin gritted her teeth, making a grinding sound.

I was annoyed, but not as agitated as I had been at the beginning.

I guess I've gotten used to it.

Rin might find it strange if the other party didn't make a fuss.

Habits are truly terrifying.

"Ah~"

With another long sigh, Rin turned and went back into the house, no longer wanting to look at these upsetting things.

Half an hour later, at Ryudong Temple.

The dragon returned to its nest.

Talulah flapped its wings and landed in the courtyard of Ryudou Temple.

The injuries inflicted by the Holy Lance had been healed on the way back, and having witnessed the other party repair his full-body burns in just a few hours, Surtr wasn't so surprised.

Dragons are really powerful.

With another sigh, Surtr leaped off the dragon's head and waved to the other side.

Go back to your nest.

"Oh."

Following Surtr's example, Talulah waved her paw at him, pouted, and hummed a little tune she'd heard somewhere, happily climbing towards the back of the mountain.

Eating two mythical beasts in one go, this is probably the best meal I've ever had in my life.

I'm definitely in a good mood.

As they watched the other person leave, Medea's beautiful voice came from behind.

"Master, welcome back."

"Yes, I'm back."

Surtr turned around and responded.

"You don't look injured, that's great."

Medea's gaze swept over Surtr, but she didn't find any injuries, not even torn clothes.

She had naturally sensed the magical fluctuations in the air earlier, and without a doubt, it was an extremely powerful Noble Phantasm.

However, their own family doesn't seem to be in any serious condition.

"Where is the enemy?"

"He got away. As expected of Rider, he's quite skilled at escaping."

Surtr shrugged.

At first, she thought the other person had hidden inside a protective barrier, and she waited outside for half an hour without seeing them.

There was no other way but to leave.

"Let's not talk about that. How is Ilya? Is she alright?"

The little guy was pulled into the workshop by Medea before she left, and now that Medea is here, there should be no problem.

"The kid is fine. He's resting on the lab table right now. After another adjustment, he should be able to recover to be almost like a normal person."

Lab bench? Rest area?

Surtr just couldn't connect the two words together.

But if I can become a normal person in just one time, that would be wonderful.

She remembered that Hercules' mission was to protect Illya, but she didn't know if it could be accomplished after the final adjustment.

Or does it have to wait until the Holy Grail War ends?

This kind of subjective task is really troublesome.

But then again.

"Will Ilya be able to grow up again after she becomes a normal human?"

"No, that won't work."

Medea shook her head, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

"Recovering from physical recovery doesn't mean becoming a normal person again. This kid will probably only ever be like that for the rest of his life."

"Oh, is that so?"

Regret.