Super God: If I punch you, you will die

0146 Mr. Celsijo [Please Subscribe]

“Do you know? This room probably hasn’t been used since the son left. After all, Mr. Cersio lived a solitary life, and you can tell from the small number of furnishings.”

"Yes, that makes a lot of sense."

"So, there was no need to keep this room clean. No, in fact, it wouldn't be a problem even if it were covered in dust. Yet, the dust in this room has been wiped spotless. If you ask who did it…"

"Is this Mr. Celschau?"

This is a theoretical conclusion. He lived alone and did not have the financial means to hire a maid.

"While it's possible that he likes things clean, the first floor does seem a little messy. Of course, it's far from being dirty."

Indeed, as Ruler said, he left his clothes and farming tools rather casually, and seemed not to care much about them.

"So this shows that keeping this room tidy is more important to him than tidying up the first floor of his daily life. That means only love could make him do this."

Lin Yan considered it for a moment, then shook his head and said in denial:

"No, that's not necessarily true. Maybe the son of this family is a vicious and cruel man who treats his father, Mr. Cerseu, like a slave and forces him to clean his room every day even after he leaves..."

"impossible."

"Although the possibility is indeed very low..."

"Everyone said it was impossible."

Although Lin Yan still found it somewhat hard to accept, he nodded honestly. After all, he was still quite ignorant, while she, though a Heroic Spirit, was at least a person with normal modern knowledge. Perhaps her theory was correct.

"Yes. But Lin Yanjun, you're only a few years old, so there's nothing we can do about it. However, learning the nuances of interpersonal relationships... learning about human nature is also very important. If there's anything you don't understand, I can try my best to teach you."

Ruler puffed out his chest and said. This posture was supposedly called putting on airs like a senior—Lin Yan suddenly remembered. But compared to that, there was something else that mattered to him even more.

"Wait a moment."

"Yes, what is it, Lin Yanjun?"

"No, I'm wondering why you address me as 'sir'."

"Since you're younger than me, Lin Yanjun, I can address you as 'Jun' without any problem. Don't you want to?"

"Oh, it's nothing—I don't mind."

Although he didn't mind, he still felt something was off... That was what Lin Yan originally wanted to say, but the feeling was too vague to put into words, so he couldn't refute it at all.

"Then, from now on I will call you Lin Yanjun. You can call me Ruler or Jeanne, whichever you prefer."

"Okay, I understand. Well then, Ruler, I have a question... may I ask you?"

"Yes, please."

"So what exactly is Ruler? Although you said it's a class that manages the Holy Grail War..."

Lin Yan also had some knowledge of the Holy Grail War. However, regarding the "Ruler" class, he only knew that it existed, and everything else was a complete blank.

He felt he needed to find out what her purpose was and what she prioritized.

"That's true. Basically, Rulers can't be summoned in ordinary Holy Grail Wars. Summoning someone like me as a Ruler generally falls into two categories. The first is when the Holy Grail War is so special that the outcome is completely unpredictable, that is, the Holy Grail, as the ritual's central authority, determines that the ritual requires the intervention of a Servant—a Ruler—who is beyond human reach. For example, this Seven vs. Seven—the largest Holy Grail War in history—is like that. As for the second category, it's when the Holy Grail War's impact could cause the world to become distorted."

"The world...is being distorted?"

"Yes, the Holy Grail War is the current form of the Holy Grail War, in which those who become Masters use Heroic Spirits in the form of Servants to compete for the Holy Grail. Most of those who become Masters are mages whose purpose is secrecy. Therefore, they rarely do things that bring chaos to the world, and even if they do—most of them are dealt with as disasters."

"A disaster...?"

"Yes, although it should absolutely not be done, there are indeed situations where it is unavoidable. Although most Holy Grails are fakes that are far removed from their original existence, their functions are another matter. It is not uncommon for Holy Grails to function as omnipotent wish-granting machines. This matter must absolutely not be disseminated to the world as public information."

"That's true... not everyone who wants their wishes to come true is a saint."

Ruler nodded with a solemn expression.

"Of course, even if someone isn't a saint, satisfying their own desires is fine. As long as those desires don't cause the world to collapse, they should still be respected. However, occasionally there are people who attempt to use the Holy Grail War to destroy the world. It could be a magician, or it could be someone else... Ruler was summoned the moment the world collapsed because of the Holy Grail War and was given the responsibility of protecting the principles of the Holy Grail War."

"At the moment it theoretically becomes true? In other words, there might be people in this Holy Grail War who intend to destroy the world, is that what you mean?"

If that's the case, then there's a big problem. After all, this isn't a battle between seven Servants, but a duel between seven Servants against seven Servants.

"That's hard to say. Several of my Ruler functions haven't been activated this time. I don't know if this is due to the anomaly of the Holy Grail War or something completely different... And even if someone does have such intentions, is it the 'black' side or the 'red' side? Or it could be a completely different force. And Lin Yanjun, as you know, this Holy Grail War—its scale is simply too large. A full-scale battle between seven Riders against seven Riders is unprecedented. Moreover, the Holy Grail they seek is the 'Fuyuki' Grand Grail, which is now the basis for all subspecies Holy Grail Wars. It's an artwork of divine realm created by three magicians. Therefore, it can be said that the reason for my summoning is still uncertain."

However, while the "black" side merely wanted to win over Ruler's favoritism, the "red" side sent Lancer, their strongest Servant, to assassinate them. Based on the situation, the "red" side is clearly more suspicious.

0147 Assistance Offered [Please Subscribe]

"It must have been really tough for you. I'm so grateful that you still offered me assistance despite all that."

"Hehe, that's alright. You were born to be connected to this Holy Grail War. In that case, I naturally hope to respect your wishes. And..."

At this moment, Ruler seemed to pause somewhat awkwardly. Seeing Lin Yan's puzzled look, she simply shook her head gently.

"I'm so sorry. Please just pretend I didn't say anything. I don't know why, but what came out of my mouth was a bit... a bit... too much..."

"I have absolutely no idea what you're trying to say."

"Well, since I'm not sure yet... please don't ask any further questions."

So Lin Yan decided to drop the matter. Besides Rider, she was the only person he could rely on.

"I have no reason not to believe you, as a saint. I won't take it to heart; just tell me when you're certain."

The girl blushed and nodded at Lin Yan's clear answer.

Hearing you say that makes me feel both ashamed and happy. But I will try my best.

Although the voice was soft, it contained an unwavering determination. It was a diamond-like resolve that would never waver no matter what happened.

"Now that things have settled down, I want to solve one problem first."

"Oh, what a coincidence. That's exactly what I was thinking too."

Lin Yan and Ruler both looked embarrassed and glanced at the bed simultaneously. The single bed was far too cramped. Lin Yan hadn't slept a wink since their escape in the dead of night, and Ladycia's body was nearing its limit.

However, the bed was barely big enough for one person. If two people wanted to sleep together, they would have to be pressed tightly together like loving lovers. Of course, Cerci's assumption that they would do this was why he let them rest in this room.

"I'll just sleep on the floor, you..."

"I don't mind sleeping on the floor."

"But, according to Lin Yanjun, you haven't slept at all since last night, right?"

"That's right. But thanks to my heart, I don't feel too tired."

"You're lying. You look completely exhausted. I am a Heroic Spirit, after all, so there's nothing wrong with me."

"No, but you just said that you need to eat and sleep to survive. Even if it's a girl who's using your body, she should still sleep in a bed."

"Ugh, I can't argue with you mentioning Ladycia—so, at least we should sleep together, right?"

"The bed is too narrow, so she has to sleep right up against the wall. Doesn't she hate men?"

"No, it's fine. Although she's not used to dealing with men, she's also a girl who can't tolerate any heartless behavior. She has no objection to sleeping together."

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

After hearing this, Ruler was silent for a moment, then blushed and looked away, saying:

"I'm fine."

Since she said it was no problem, then it must be no problem, right? Lin Yan finally accepted the suggestion, and the two of them squeezed their bodies together onto the narrow bed. Although it was very cramped, fatigue had already settled over Bian Lai like silt, and his eyes were extremely sleepy.

Ruler's face was right in front of him. Judging from her reaction of almost closing her eyes as soon as she lay down, she was probably nearing her limit. Lin Yan was also extremely tired, and he felt like he might fall asleep at any moment while lying like this... However, the terror that had accumulated in his heart prevented him from falling asleep.

The reality before me is all a dream; as soon as I fall asleep, everything will revert to normal—will I wake up in that magic supply tank again? I'm only here thanks to countless acts of kindness and good fortune. But perhaps this world isn't actually that simple—

Goodnight, Lin Yanjun.

All other thoughts were completely dispelled by the soft whispers and motherly smile before her. Ah, so this really is reality. If everything was a dream, then she must be a product of imagination. But such a smile—even if she tried to imagine it, she couldn't possibly have imagined it.

"Good night."

The moment he closed his eyes after saying that, Lin Yan's consciousness ceased. He didn't even have the energy to dream; he fell into a deep sleep, like a limp rag doll. Yet, even so, he no longer felt fear.

When they woke up, they both found themselves lying on the floor. Although the heavy, muddy fatigue had lessened, their bodies ached a little, perhaps because they had slept on the hard floor.

"It's still a bit of a stretch, as expected."

"correct."

The two men exchanged wry smiles and stood up. As they bid farewell to old man Cersio, he said, "Wait a moment," and then brought out a large pile of things from the kitchen.

"Here, take it, take it."

As he spoke, he handed out a large quantity of dried meat and bread used for food preservation. In the end, he even offered to give them a water bottle filled with coffee, which Lin Yan could only accept with a puzzled expression.

"We are truly grateful for your kindness, but unfortunately we may not be able to repay this favor."

"That's not necessary... But how about this: you just take good care of that young lady."

"what?"

Lin Yan looked puzzled, but the old man smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying:

"You should at least have this much backbone, shouldn't you?"

"Yes, yes! Come on, let's go, Lin Yanjun!"

Still pondering this huge question mark, Lin Yan was pushed out the door by Ruler. However, there was one more thing Lin Yan needed to ask the old man. So he reluctantly stopped and turned back to ask:

"I have one more question!"

"what?"

"Do you love your son?"

Cercio blinked a few times at the sudden question, but a smile immediately appeared on his tanned face:

"Of course! He's my pride and joy, and he's still working hard in other countries."

His smile was an expression of praying for his son's happiness as he left home, and a heartfelt wish for his success—a sentiment Lin Yan fully understood.

Ruler tugged at his sleeve a few times, then said with a smile, "I told you so." Lin Yan nodded and called out to Sergio, "Thank you."

Take good care of yourself!

They waved goodbye and returned to the mountain. Lin Yan walked alongside the now fully recovered Ruler, tilting his head as if something was strange.

0148 A Glimmer of Hope [Please Subscribe]

"He asked me to protect you, what exactly does that mean...?"

"Lin Yanjun, it's just a misunderstanding. I think you shouldn't think about it too much."

"That makes sense, after all, you're stronger than me."

"Yes, that's true."

Ruler seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Lin Yan's assessment, turning his face away. Lin Yan's mind became even more confused.

In short, Ruler and Lin Yan returned to the mountain and headed towards the Milenia Fortress. They should arrive at the fortress before nightfall tonight.

"How should I persuade them?"

Seeing Lin Yan deep in thought, Ruler gently advised him:

"That's something you'll have to figure out for yourself. But you definitely heard someone say 'Help me,' didn't you?"

"Ah, that's absolutely right... The other androids should have heard that voice too."

"In that case, you can just say it directly, right? It's fine. If you say it yourself, they will definitely be happy to accept it."

Her words always carried an incredible persuasive power. Just one "no problem" from her could give you the illusion that "the road to success is already guaranteed."

"Thank you, I will try my best."

"Well, I hope you can achieve your wish."

However, contrary to the boy's expectations, the two will witness an unexpected scene on their way back to the walled city.

That is also the "meaning" of Joan of Arc being summoned as Ruler.

It was a dreamlike battle that left one's mind reeling.

That world was already on the verge of death. The malice of the ruler covered that land, and the weak had no power to resist, only able to let the other side suck their flesh and blood.