Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"Master?"

"While I appreciate her proposal... I am against it because I am a little uneasy about the part about suppressing spirits."

Indeed, that's the problem. Since it's called "suppression," it means that the inner Leticia's physical body should be revealed more outwardly.

"That's true. In terms of abilities, they're no different from ordinary humans. The biggest problem is how quickly they can revert to being a Servant when they're ambushed."

"Um, isn't Miss Ladydia too pitiful?! Objection! Objection! Objection!"

Rider "Black" shouted as he raised his fist high, and Lin Yan nodded in agreement:

"Well, to be honest, I also think this isn't a very good solution."

Seeing Ruler's confused expression, both Rider "Black" and Lin Yan tilted their heads in bewilderment.

"what's going on?"

"As I mentioned before, there is also Leticia's consciousness mixed in with my consciousness... Normally, she would prioritize my consciousness and keep her own consciousness dormant."

To put it more vividly, it was like being a moviegoer. Through Joan of Arc's perspective, Leticia was constantly observing this group of people who did not exist in this world.

Ladycia didn't interrupt or interfere with the film's content during the viewing, keeping her own opinions and thoughts to herself. However, when Lin Yan offered to act as bait, she suddenly spoke up from the inside:

"So, how about we try this method?"

That's it.

"Ah... I see. So, what about Miss Ladycia?"

"No, she has remained silent ever since she made the suggestion... well, I understand how she feels."

"Ah~..."

As if finally understanding, Rider "Black" turned his gaze to Lin Yan. Lin Yan remained deep in thought with a complicated expression, unaware of their gazes.

So, what should we do in the end?

"I'm fine on my own."

Lin Yan declared arrogantly, as if nothing had happened. Since he had put it that way, he would definitely follow through... Both of them were very clear about this.

"Waaah, you stubborn fool. Well then, as for me... I can only agree with Master's decision..."

Rider "Black" reluctantly surrendered.

"In that case, let's stick together with Lin Yanjun. We might be a burden, so please take good care of us."

Ruler's tone carried an even stronger sense of unquestionable authority than Lin Yan's.

Two days remain until departure. To ensure the successful elimination of the "Black" Assassin in this operation, the magicians and Servants of Yggdrasil began their campaign. Deeper into the old city of Torifas, approximately one hundred impoverished people lived in a communal settlement. In one corner of this settlement, a place that had previously been occupied by a black market doctor, the "Black" Assassin and her Master, Rokudou Reika, had now turned it into their temporary lair. Here, they were undetected by the magicians. No matter how fallen they were, magicians were still magicians. They would never be interested in such a "gray" place.

The old bed creaked and groaned constantly because the springs were broken. After years of use, the bed was severely deteriorated, leaving Lingxia with aches and pains all over her body every time she got up. However, renting a hotel room was out of the question. Since arriving in Romania, the magicians had been searching tirelessly. In Sigișoara, Lingxia and her companions had been forced to abandon their occupied accommodations more than once.

This isn't solely due to Assassin "Black," who is a Servant. Perhaps Lingxia possesses an animalistic intuition, but whenever she escapes from home, a magician always comes to investigate after she leaves.

They wandered and drifted, finally ending up in this place. But she felt no resentment. Although the place was terrible in every way from a comfort perspective, it possessed a certain order. None of the people who lived here reported Lingxia's affair. And even though some knew of the magician's existence… it was still the same.

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That's one of the few unwritten rules in this area: don't talk to anyone, don't tell anyone, and don't interfere with anyone. Of course, since we're all human, we make mistakes. For example, when Lingxia and her friends first came in, some thugs barged in.

As for what they intended to do to Lingxia, it's probably easy to guess. And their ultimate fate is even more obvious.

The residents who had initially felt pity for them suddenly became terrified of them. Lingxia only said one sentence to them:

"If you do nothing, I won't do anything either."

That was all they could believe. Even though they knew there was another person besides Lingxia, and even though they knew that person always returned with a bloody smell after going out at night, they decided to say nothing.

Silence creates no enemies, no sense of guilt, and no thought of upholding justice. For those detached from society, the standards for judging what is evil and what is justice have long since collapsed.

So, that corner is also peaceful today.

Liu Daolingxia blankly recalled her past memories.

Her life seemed shrouded in a fog, impossible to recall clearly. Perhaps it was because it was a meaningless period of her life… Lingxia thought to herself.

No, in the end... she even felt that she didn't have anything that could be called "life".

When she was born, she didn't even know what it was, and just lived her life carelessly. Even after her parents died and she fell to the lowest level of society, she still didn't have that kind of understanding.

She became a prostitute in order to obtain food, and was even nearly killed by a male escort. That man was a magician who didn't care about human life at all, and the only reason he lured her there was because he needed "materials" for a human sacrifice.

He hadn't considered his own life at all. He only saw himself as a prop and a consumable for the ritual. Only after realizing and understanding this did Rokudo Reika finally begin to pray for herself, "I want to live."

The days that followed were nothing short of miraculous. Because of that, she felt that no amount of thanking or hugging Jack would be enough.

As long as the heart is beating and the mind is clear, shouldn't that be considered "living"?

Lingxia didn't think so. Just having a beating heart, moving your feet, or casually uttering some superficial flattery doesn't count as being "alive."

To be alive means to embrace passion. This can be through pursuing knowledge or working diligently. Whether it's falling in love with someone, hurting someone, or nurturing life, all of these can be considered acts of "living."

There is no room for justice or evil to intervene. Whether good or evil, the premise is that living is a wonderful thing. Otherwise, people could not survive.

Therefore, for Liu Daolingxia, survival means the present. She had killed people... although most of them were guilty, not many of them had committed crimes that absolutely required killing.

However, he still killed people. Some killed to obtain the Holy Grail, some killed to protect himself, and some killed for his daughter Jack.

I continued to live after killing someone. A fulfilling life, every day joyful—what a beautiful dream…

"Mommy, Master! Mommy, Master!"

He woke up with a jolt. He seemed to have fallen asleep without realizing it. He rubbed his eyes, and the girl's silhouette gradually became clearer. Although she wasn't injured, judging from her dejected expression, their mission had failed.

"Oh dear, Jack. It looks like it's still not going to work."

"Well, I'm sorry."

Jack lowered his head apologetically. Lingxia felt immense tenderness towards the girl and picked her up.

"No need to apologize, it's good that you're alright."

As she spoke, she stroked Jack's head and gently patted his back. Jack immediately perked up.

"Hmm~ Actually, it was only a tiny bit off."

"Is that so? The Servants were all out, so they must have been delayed."

"We can't attack anymore. What should we do? Ah, right. Just to be on the safe side, I did a 'check,' but the Holy Grail was indeed taken by the red side."

"What a pity... Where did that Holy Grail go?"

"I don't know..." Jack shook his head.

"So they really were taken away by that huge thing..."

"I'm afraid it's probably correct."

Jack also participated in that battle. She didn't assist either side; she went purely to hunt down the "victims" present.

Then, she saw the castle floating in the air… “The Hanging Gardens of Vanity.” Since it was a Servant capable of wielding such a massive Noble Phantasm, it undoubtedly possessed power far exceeding her own.

However, she must not give up now. Jack the Ripper had his own dreams, and so did Master Lingxia.

To achieve their wish, they must eliminate both the "black" and "red" factions. Of course, if they are merely Servants, being included in the "black" camp is not a problem. Although magicians are a race with extremely high self-esteem, they are also very shrewd and calculating.

However, in that situation, they had one absolute, non-negotiable boundary: changing Masters. Rokudou Reika was an amateur, not a magician. Therefore, she was almost unable to supply Assassin with magical energy. So, Jack, of course, could only survive by "eating" to replenish his "soul."

If I make a contract with a magician, all these problems will be solved. However, that would also mean severing my connection with my mother, "Master".

Jack never intended to change her Master in the first place. For her, being with her mother was everything.

For this reason, the option of surrender never crossed her mind from the beginning. The same was true for Lingxia. She never considered living a peaceful life after surrendering.

Conversely, she wouldn't choose to run away. Because for both of them, obtaining the Holy Grail was their goal, and their life's purpose.

"But what should we do?"

"Um, Jack. In situations like this, we should try to see things from their perspective. So, what do you think they really want to do?"

Upon hearing the question, Jack crossed his arms and shook his head, looking like a doll. Lingxia couldn't help but chuckle.

0273 The Omnipotent Wish Machine [Please Subscribe]

"Hmm... they probably want to capture us... right?"

"That's true. But don't you think the Holy Grail is more important?"

Jack nodded immediately. Reika Rokudou didn't know much about the world of magicians or the Holy Grail War. All Jack knew about the Holy Grail War was what she was given as a "Black" Assassin, along with information she'd gleaned from magicians. However, even with such limited knowledge, theoretical analysis wasn't difficult. And the question of which side to prioritize was also easy to answer.

The Holy Grail is an omnipotent wish-granting machine, and magicians generally disregard human life... In that case...

"Shouldn't it be more important to retrieve the Holy Grail that was taken away?"

"But if that's the case, why are they still here?"

"That problem is simple. It seems... the 'flying castle' that stole the Holy Grail was floating in the air, right?"

Jack nodded. It was like the castle from the fairy tales Lingxia told him to lull him to sleep.

"I think they probably don't have a way to fly up and catch up. But since they're magicians, they might be able to fly... They probably just need some preparation time."

While Lingxia's predictions were somewhat biased, they were largely correct. Yggdrasilia now has only two days left. If that time passes, the chartered plane will arrive at the airport. Since the priority is reclaiming the Holy Grail, it means that by that point, Assassin "Black's" campaign will have failed.

"So, they're planning to take advantage of this time to get rid of us... is that right?"

"That's right, that's it."

Ugh~ Jack immediately puffed out her cheeks in a sullen voice. It seemed that the "by the way" part had hurt the girl's pride to some extent. But when Lingxia patted her head, she immediately perked up.

"Hmm, in other words... well, they're hoping for a short, decisive battle."

"A short decisive battle..." Jack repeated in a childish voice. Lingxia pondered... At times like these, she would switch to an overhead perspective. Perhaps the abuse from her adoptive parents and the daily life as a prostitute forced her to do so; her mind had been etched with an extremely thorough objective viewpoint.

A short, decisive battle—meaning the enemy intends to use all the Servants they can currently mobilize to wipe out the two of them in one fell swoop. To prevent the Assassin from escaping, they must act swiftly and decisively.

So, what should you do to prevent the other party from succeeding?

Delaying the war... that's not a very wise move. After all, the opponent will regroup sooner or later. Or they might abandon the two of them and let the Holy Grail grant their wish. But Jack and Linxia want the Holy Grail.

Assuming the opposing side hopes to resolve the conflict through a short, decisive battle, how would they proceed? One possible tactic... a thorough search of the city until the hideout is found... but given the limited time, that strategy seems too slow and inefficient. The likelihood is extremely low.

Using the power of a Servant or a magician to discover it... is impossible. If they had such means, they would have discovered it long ago. Even if they did have such a method, there must have been some unfavorable factor preventing them from making a decision. Therefore, the likelihood of them doing so is very low.

So, what's left is...

"Mother?"

Jack threw himself into Lingxia's arms, who had fallen silent. She smiled wryly and patted Jack's head. Jack said, still holding her:

"Um, um, the piano, I'd like to hear it one more time."

"Oh dear, this is really difficult."

Unfortunately, there is no piano in this house. But that doesn't mean there's no way to make a sound.

"Hmm...how about we sing instead for now?"

Jack immediately nodded in agreement. La, la, la… Lingxia began to sing "Dreamy Song." Her delicate and melancholic voice echoed quietly in the night. It sounded as alluring as a witch, yet as warm as a mother's.

At that moment, Lingxia's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if she had received a divine revelation.

"Um, Jack."

"Hmm, what is it?"

"Let your fog envelop this city."

"It was Liu Daolingxia who said softly. The woman had no evil intentions. It wasn't because she couldn't resist the urge to kill, nor was it for the pleasure of cruelty."

It was simply necessary to do so. Because it was necessary, that's why it was done. Although the same applies to magicians, unlike them who insist on keeping their actions secret from the public, Rokudou Reika had absolutely no hesitation.

Because there's something they desperately want, they won't hesitate to get it. Driven by lust, ruthless and arrogant... they'll do anything to achieve their desires.

In a sense, Rokudou Reika is striving for victory in the Holy Grail War in a way that is very much in line with human characteristics.

And so, the night passed.

Ruler has been staying at Millennium Castle since last night. She said she had already informed her original accommodations, so there were no problems.

Perhaps because he hadn't used up any Command Seals, Lin Yan didn't dream this time and woke up naturally. Opening his eyes... he found the saintess with a kind smile on her face standing beside his bed.

Good morning, Lin Yanjun.