Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"Lin Yan, I also have some things I'd like to tell you." Rin Tohsaka smiled at Lin Yan, patted him on the shoulder, and looked very happy.

"What? It's hard to hear anything more worthwhile than what you just said, I'm serious."

"Although I've never said it, Ayako and I are very close. We go out together on weekends, you know?"

"what?

"I will tell Ayako everything I just said, so don't worry. If you know she was happy about being attacked, Ayako would probably break ten tiles in her excitement."

"I need to correct myself. What I just said was merely a verbal expression. It wasn't something I could say to others. If you hadn't said it, you would have already helped me a great deal."

"Really? Well, you can choose not to say, but it's difficult to do without certain conditions. Don't we sometimes accidentally let things slip?"

"It's not good to speak so humbly while laughing so happily."

"I'm sorry. I'm not happy, please don't misunderstand."

"I understand. From now on, I'll make Western-style breakfasts. You just said you'd replace breakfast with bread, so I'll accept that, okay?"

“Well done. I would be even happier if you had strawberry jam as well as orange jam.”

"Honestly, what do you take a Japanese morning for, you Western-worshipping idiot? Changing breakfast just for your own interests, you tyrant."

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“I would be happy to have bread for breakfast. It would be even better if there were soft-boiled eggs on top.” Saber suddenly voiced her opinion, which was quite rare. Generally speaking, no matter how much Rin Tohsaka made a fuss, or what trivial things happened between Lin Yan and her, Saber would always remain silent and never get involved.

After all, those trivial matters are unrelated to the war, and Saber would never care. Saber even voiced her thoughts; moreover, in her eyes, the Holy Grail War is the most important thing, and she wouldn't hide anything or play mind games—that's not Saber's personality.

"I see. I understand, Western-style breakfast is fine, okay? You guys have been pushing your luck since Sakura used to make Western-style breakfasts. Starting tomorrow, we'll have bread for breakfast as you've wanted, is that okay? Then it's decided what happened earlier, and Mei absolutely can't know about it."

Lin Yan smiled to himself.

"Why waste your energy like this?" Sister Teng said.

"What a waste of effort, Sister Teng."

"Because even if Tohsaka-san didn't say it, I would have told Misaki-san. I wouldn't keep something this interesting to myself." Fujimura Taiga nodded upon hearing this, and then quietly ate his meal. Lin Yan understood everything perfectly. Although he sometimes acted differently, it was basically all to accommodate others.

After all, women are the most troublesome creatures.

Beautiful and dangerous.

However, Saber had already decided to fight, so he might as well play along. It's just that Saber's personality was too stubborn; she believed that as a Servant, she had to protect her Master, regardless of who protected whom. For Lin Yan, this was just a game.

Winning the final prize in the game is as easy as taking something out of a bag.

Although this battle was ostensibly entrusted to Saber, Lin Yan was prepared to intervene at any time, as he didn't want Saber to sacrifice herself in vain. While he trusted Saber's strength, this opponent was also quite formidable for her.

"Then let's go. Is the door locked, Lin Yan?"

"No, I don't need to go to school. I'm not going today."

"Wait a minute, what's with not going to school?!"

"Huh?"

"Yes, yes, Lin Yan. Why isn't he going to school? There shouldn't be anything wrong with Lin Yan, right?"

"No, the wound hurts. The old wound will hurt when the temperature drops. Just like that."

"That's a lie, right, Lin Yan?"

"It was a lie, but please forgive me, Sister Teng. It's not that I hate school that I don't want to go. It's just that I have things to do, and that's more important right now. So, can you forgive me?"

"Really. If you say that, then I've already lost. Lin Yan has always been like this when he doesn't want to talk about it. He's always been like this."

"That's settled. The school will be handled by Tohsaka. Is that alright, Tohsaka?"

"Really? Oh well, whether Lin Yan is here or not doesn't affect me. It's definitely not a bad choice."

"Leave the house to me. I won't be going to work for a while, so the house won't be empty all the time."

"I understand. I'm leaving now, Lin Yan."

At this moment, everyone else had left, leaving only Lin Yan and Saber. Lin Yan glanced at Saber beside him and then asked a question.

"Saber, may I ask you something?"

"What is it?" Saber turned to look at Lin Yan; her eyes were indeed very beautiful.

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"It's not a very important matter. Saber will help me because Saber herself wants the Holy Grail. So what exactly does Saber want from the Holy Grail?"

"The reason for pursuing the Holy Grail, is that it? Can't it just be about wanting it? The Holy Grail is an omnipotent tool. Once you obtain the Holy Grail, there is no wish that cannot be fulfilled. Therefore, there is no need for a reason to pursue the Holy Grail."

"No. That's not what I was asking. Saber, you're deliberately trying to cover this up, aren't you?"

"Lin Yan, that..."

"It's not a reason to pursue it; I want to know what you wish to achieve. But if you don't want to say, that's fine too. Not all of your wishes can be shared with others."

Saber's face suddenly darkened, not with dissatisfaction or anger, but with a complete and utter silence. Saber's connection to Lin Yan wasn't based on emotion, but on Lin Yan being the chosen one to obtain the Holy Grail War. Whether it was Lin Yan or anyone else, Saber would appear in this world as a Servant. Perhaps Saber was truly conflicted. On one hand, her trust in Lin Yan might have surpassed that of anyone else, but on the other hand, Saber lacked "the awareness of being human," making her emotional world complex and ultimately empty.

Saber was silent for a moment, then looked at Lin Yan.

"Is this the master's order?"

"It is not an order."

"No. As a Servant, one must indeed express one's wishes to one's master. Lin Yan, the reason I pursue the Holy Grail is to fulfill an obligation. I desire the power of the Holy Grail to complete the responsibility I failed to fulfill in my previous life." Saber sincerely expressed her inner thoughts.

"Fulfilling the responsibility... Before becoming a Servant, in life?"

"Yes. But I don't know the truth either. Maybe I just want to start over. Lin Yan knows about Saber's background, but it's another matter if Saber tells him herself."

Saber's eyes were filled with confusion, like a child lost in the past, filled with self-blame, remorse, and a hint of resentment.

"I can rest assured that.

"Rin Tohsaka will probably only use the Holy Grail on herself, but she definitely won't cause chaos in the world."

"Is that so? I think, on the other hand, we absolutely cannot give the Holy Grail to her."

The time soon came to noon.

"Perfect timing, it's almost lunchtime. I'll go buy the ingredients right away. Saber, go rest in the living room. I'll be right back, wait for me." After saying that, Lin Yan went straight out. It was only a ten-minute walk to the shopping street, and Lin Yan soon arrived at the shopping street.

Lin Yan selected some ingredients and desserts. Just as Lin Yan was about to leave, he suddenly sensed a presence, and in an instant, he was beside that figure.

The petite figure, with a look of terror in her eyes, quickly retreated a distance.

"Big brother, you're still as exciting as ever."

She was a petite girl with silver hair.

"I'm still alive, big brother." There was a hint of fear in the girl's eyes, which she tried to hide well, but it didn't escape Lin Yan's notice.

But amidst the fear, there was also a strange excitement, an uncontrollable excitement. Last time she was clearly fleeing for her life, but this time she came running to him on her own. It seems this seemingly young girl really is a bit of a psychopath.

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Illyasviel van Einsberger certainly had her reasons for wanting to get close to Lin Yan; perhaps it was Lin Yan's aura that held a fatal attraction for her. Currently, no one else could give her this kind of thrill of having her life threatened.

This girl is Berserker's owner.

"You don't intend to fight here, do you? Big brother, could you be a little gentler with me? Last time I was so scared I ran away. But you can't fight when the sun is out."

"Illyasviel van Einsberger."

"Yes, I am Illyasviel van Einstein. But my name is too long, so just call me Illyasviel. And, what is your name, big brother?"

"Lin Yan."

"I always feel like it's hard to pronounce."

"It's ok.

"It has a sense of aloofness."

Lin Yan moved slightly, and Illyasviel van Einstein's petite body reacted immediately, seemingly ready to flee again at any moment. While this was out of character for Illyasviel van Einstein, it seemed... even the twisted Illyasviel van Einstein didn't want to die so easily. Even ants cling to life, let alone a living person.

"It's alright not to be so wary. Didn't you bring Berserker today? I didn't bring Saber either, so it's the same for us." Lin Yan smiled.

“No, what do you mean, ‘same here’?” Illyasviel van Einstein pouted, a hint of playfulness in her expression. “Let’s talk. I have so much to say.”

"We fought once before, didn't we? They should be enemies!"

"No. I have no enemies. The other masters are just pests. But, if Lin Yan could treat me like a child and ask me to let me go, would that be alright?" Illyasviel van Einsberg looked at Lin Yan ingratiatingly, a look that made Lin Yan feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Lin Yan doesn't have any lolicon fetish.

"What? Big brother, do you hate me?" Illyasviel van Einstein seemed to be testing the waters, but she didn't dare to be too presumptuous. If she crossed Lin Yan's tolerance threshold, death would be a matter of minutes. Illyasviel van Einstein was well aware of this. She said gently, "I know. Just talk to me. I'll obediently talk to you."

“Okay! Let’s go to that park over there then.” Lin Yan said directly from a short distance away. There was no one in that park, so if they wanted to get rid of Illyasviel van Einstein, they wouldn’t attract anyone’s attention. It would be better to avoid causing trouble.

"Come on, hurry up! If you don't hurry, I'll leave you here, Lin Yan!" Ilyasfil van Einstein seemed quite pleased.

She skipped and hopped as she ran into the distance.

"They really ran away first."

"Do you want to know anything about Saber or something?"

"About Saber?"

"Because we are the masters. We want to know information about the enemy's Servants, don't we?"

"I don't like that kind of talk. It's so boring if there's nothing more interesting to say."

"No, even if you say it's boring, I'll still say what's interesting to you, Ilya."

"I don't know. I haven't spoken much to others, so I don't know what to say. Lin Yan always speaks in a very cold and calm manner."

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"You... you even brought others here to talk? Haven't you learned to think carefully before acting? No, right? Then from now on, you need to be a thoughtful adult."

“It’s alright, leave this to Lin Yan. Protecting women is a man’s responsibility, right? Then I’ll just go with Lin Yan.” Illyasviel van Einstein even said in a coquettish tone, “I’m cold. I’m very afraid of the cold.” Although Illyasviel van Einstein said she was afraid of the cold, her expression showed that she really liked her current state.

"Really? It's not usually like this, but it's especially cold today. If you're sensitive to the cold, you can bear it. Where is Ilya from? Her name sounds very noble."

"I don't really have that aristocratic feel. But I am aristocrat. I was born in an old castle in Einsberg. It's always cold and snowy there. So this bit of cold isn't a problem for me."

"Were you born in a very cold country? Shouldn't you be used to the cold?"

"I'm used to it, but I don't like the cold. I prefer warmth to the cold. Lin Yan also prefers warmth, doesn't he?"

"Of course. Warmth is better than cold."

"Right! Yeah, so I stay in my room when it's cold. But I like snow. Because Dad says it's white, just like my hair."

Ilyasviel van Einsberg's appearance was actually impeccable; her petite figure, coupled with her beautiful face, made her resemble a snow fairy.

“Ilya’s father is right. Ilya’s hair is indeed like snow. It’s white and looks very soft.”

"Right? Ilya is very happy with this hair. It's the only part of my body that makes me look like a girl, hair I inherited from my mother." Ilyasfil van Einsberg smiled happily, like a normal, happy girl reminiscing about happy memories.

Who would have thought that such a petite and lovely girl would be a ruthless killer?

At this moment, she still wore an innocent and naive smile, seemingly capable of melting even the coldest snow. Therefore, one cannot judge a book by its cover; otherwise, one will suffer greatly. Most men would likely be deceived, but Lin Yan had already encountered far too many people—all sorts of people, men, women, and children—their appearances and inner thoughts varied greatly.

People of his caliber are no longer easily deceived.

Moreover, she was just a callow young girl.

"What did your father give you? Magic crests don't count. They weren't given to you as your master, but as your father."

"The last thing you received was your home. Before that, it was your name... So what did you receive at the beginning?"

“That’s true. I didn’t inherit any physical characteristics from my parents like Ilya did. But I think I still have something that’s no less than hers.” Ilyasfil van Einsberg once again broke into a bright smile, seemingly regarding Lin Yan’s matter as her own.

Whether these feelings were genuine or feigned, it didn't matter to Lin Yan.

"But according to what you just said, Lin Yan didn't inherit the Magic Crest. How strange. Then Shirou isn't the master?" Illyasviel van Einstein said slowly.

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