Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

In my memory, she was a professional who could single-handedly fight her way from the passenger cabin to the cockpit on a plane full of monsters and deadlings, and still calmly and methodically pilot the plane to find a ground airport to land at.

Of course, she wasn't too lucky. Her rebellious adopted son sent her a love rocket, and before she could even demonstrate its true capabilities, she and her plane were blown to smithereens.

bah bah bah!

Good luck and prosperity, why dwell on these failed examples?

The ancient snake decisively composed itself, then took a deep breath, took out its phone, dialed a number, and spoke softly.

"Hello, Natalia?"

"Samael? It really is you! All these years, where have you been, you bastard! When are you going to pay me back the tenfold compensation you owe me?!"

As soon as the call connected, the bounty hunter's voice was filled with surprise, but then the woman realized what was happening and began cursing and denouncing the debt-dodging bastard on the other end.

"Ahem, we'll talk about paying you back later. Since I gave you so much wine on credit, let me ask you a more serious question first..."

Upon hearing his friend recount his embarrassing past, Samael quickly interrupted Natalia, coughing as he steered the conversation back on track.

"So, how do you land a commercial airliner smoothly at its destination airport?"

After a brief silence, Natalia suddenly realized something was amiss.

"...You weren't on that plane, were you?"

"Well, you guessed it. In exchange for your tenfold compensation, you'd better teach me."

With things having come to this point, Samael shrugged helplessly and answered honestly.

"I'll settle the score with you later!"

The bounty hunter, realizing the seriousness of the problem, snorted coldly and decisively issued instructions step by step.

"First, let me confirm what model of commercial airliner you're on."

"It should be Boeing..."

"The general-purpose model isn't in too bad a situation. Now, follow my instructions."

Upon hearing the not-too-bad news, Natalia's heart eased slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she composed herself and began remote teaching and command.

"First of all, if you don't want me to go to the police station to bail you out, then skip the step of turning on the transfer button (TFR) and requesting assistance from ATC (Air Traffic Control), and go straight to the flight practice steps..."

Because of the nature of their profession, which cannot be disclosed, Natalia took this into consideration and asked Samael first if he had the same need.

Immediately, three simultaneous light coughs from the other end of the phone served as the answer.

After all, neither the magician's hidden secrets nor someone's fugitive record can afford to cause too much of a stir.

"understood."

Natalia nodded, quickly issued instructions, and described the entire operation process.

"First, locate the MCP interaction template. The largest knob in the center at the top can adjust the autonomous driving height; to its left are the selection buttons for controlling the direction. You first... next... then... finally..."

However, the string of technical terms and the pile of large and small operation buttons in front of him made Samael dizzy. By the end, only one sentence remained in his mind.

"What do you say?"

"..."

One question was enough to break Natalia's composure on the other end of the phone.

However, the thought of a guy with a bunch of luxury cars in an underground warehouse who had to take his driving test three times made the female dream demon feel relieved, but also speechless.

With your terrible driving skills, you think you can fly a plane?

Sorry, there's no hope. Just skydive. You're tough enough not to die from the fall.

Just as the atmosphere was getting a little awkward, a silver-white figure bent down slightly, looking at the pile of knobs and dashboard in front of him. His ruby-like eyes sparkled, and his face was full of eagerness.

"I think I understand. Shall I give it a try?"

Night is fading, and dawn is approaching.

Fuyuki Airport is fully equipped with fire trucks, police cars, and ground staff.

With a rustling sound, fluent and concise exchanges were transmitted between the pilot and the control tower.

"Requesting entry."

"Entry permitted, please be aware of entry height."

"clear."

"Landing gear in place."

"Ok."

"There is a southwest crosswind of level 4 to 5 at 300 meters above the runway. The runway has been adjusted and the ground has been cleared."

"clear."

At the same time, a Boeing passenger plane broke through the clouds, gradually descended, and landed on the runway at Fuyuki Airport.

The landing wasn't exactly standard; after experiencing slightly more turbulence than usual, the plane finally slowed down and came to a stop.

The air traffic controllers and airport ground staff who had been waiting in the control tower looked at the Italian passenger plane with disbelief, secretly marveling at it.

If the other party hadn't informed them of the situation on the plane beforehand during the communication, they wouldn't have believed that the person landing this plane was actually a novice who had just learned the ropes.

If it weren't for their duty, everyone would have really wanted to follow the police, firefighters, and medical personnel into the cabin to see if this lone hero who stopped the hijacking and saved hundreds of passengers really had some kind of superhuman abilities.

However, when the fully armed police cut open the cockpit door, they found the driver's seat empty. Several robbers, who were essentially brain dead, along with their identification documents and weapons, were thrown into a corner.

Phew, landing successful!

At this moment, the three nameless heroes who had used magic to distract those around them and quietly blended into the group of disembarking passengers stood on the road in front of the airport. They looked at each other, their faces breaking into smiles, and one after another breathed a sigh of relief.

After jointly completing the [Air Rescue] dungeon, Artoria's hostility towards a certain man beside her lessened considerably.

And in this great adventure, Irisviel undoubtedly reaped the greatest rewards.

In such a critical moment, the experience of driving a large vehicle beyond the limits and landing safely is an unprecedented thrill.

Still immersed in the novelty, the silver-haired beauty blinked her blood-red eyes, turned to look at the mysterious magician she had unexpectedly met, and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Samael, where are you staying?"

"not yet."

Samael smiled, somewhat embarrassed.

Upon hearing this, Irisviel's eyes lit up, and she spoke instinctively.

"That's not as good as..."

"Cough cough!"

However, before the silver-haired beauty could finish speaking, Artoria coughed heavily, pulled Irisviel back with her hand, and bowed slightly, humming softly.

"If there's nothing else, then we'll take our leave now."

"Alright, I also have appointments with friends and some personal matters to attend to. See you again sometime."

Samael nodded, picked up his suitcase, waved goodbye, and then hailed a taxi by the roadside, heading towards Xindu.

Watching the car drive away, Irisviel finally revealed her frustration.

"Artoria, why didn't you let me finish what I was saying?"

"What did you say? Inviting a magician of unknown origin to stay at the castle in the Sea of ​​Trees?"

The knight girl noticed the disappointment on Irisviel's face. Although she felt sorry for her, she still gave her a serious reminder.

"Alice, this is absolutely unacceptable! That's our fortress; the more exposed it is to outsiders, the greater the danger!"

"Actually, I wanted to hire him..."

Irisviel gazed in the direction the taxi had gone, hesitated slightly, and then explained softly.

“The Einzbern family isn’t good at combat magic. You saw what happened on the plane. Samael is reliable. With his help, I think we’ll have a better chance of winning.”

"Why him? Is it just because he helped you once on the plane?"

"It's not just that, I don't know why, I just feel that he's very trustworthy..."

"Feelings? Alice, you're too trusting of outsiders. The magicians who come to Fuyuki City now could all be your potential rivals. Most of the Masters participating in this Holy Grail War haven't been confirmed yet. For your safety, and even if he's not the chosen Master, he might not be able to resist the temptation if he learns of the miracle of the Holy Grail. We absolutely cannot take that risk."

Artoria shook her head seriously, pointing out the hidden dangers of such a decision.

The light in Irisviel's eyes gradually dimmed, but she still pressed on relentlessly.

"Is it really not possible?"

"no!"

Artoria, like a tyrant, ruthlessly rejected her Master's wildly imaginative ideas.

However, when the Tyrant's gaze fell upon the Princess's face, where she remained silent but her dejection was hard to conceal, his helpless expression softened, and he turned to look at Fuyuki City shrouded in the morning mist.

"At least, we should wait until all Masters have been chosen before we talk about it."

"Ok!"

Hearing that things had taken a turn for the better, Irisviel nodded slightly, a bright smile blooming on her face. Without hesitation, her fair fingers grasped the swordswoman's arm, calling out affectionately with a joyful, rising tone at the end.

"Then, shall we go home together, Saber-chan?"

The silver-haired beauty before him possessed the innocence of a child, the liveliness of a young girl, and the elegance of a noblewoman. Her graceful demeanor was so captivating that even the cold-hearted tyrant could not resist her charm and could only let his master lead her by the hand towards the intersection ahead.

At that moment, a long black Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road slowly opened its door.

A tall, voluptuous maid with short hair, dressed in black and white, fair skin, and red, lifeless eyes, stepped down from the back seat and stood respectfully at the door, helping Irisviel and Artoria put their luggage into the trunk.

In the driver's seat sat a maid with a silver ponytail, dressed in the Einzbern family's standard black and white uniform.

"Lysellet, Sera, you're here too!"

Seeing two familiar figures appear inside the car, Irisviel became even happier.

Unfortunately, the two maids, who resembled Irisviel in appearance, hair color, eye color, and overall shape, were not as lively as her. They merely nodded respectfully and mechanically, like puppets following orders.

This is indeed the case.

As the Einzbern family, which inherited the Third Law, their greatest expertise lies in the creation of artificial life.

The three people present were all creations of the Magic Workshop.

However, Irisviel was the most perfect one, and therefore she was given a special mission.

Because the Einzbern family was not skilled in combat magic, the head of the family, Ahadeon, spared no expense in building a large magic workshop in Fuyuki City, the main venue of the Holy Grail War, in advance.

Furthermore, he dispatched the two usable artificial lifeforms from this batch to the castle early on to manage and explore the area.

After the two parties successfully met, facing the open back seat, Irisviel did not get into the car. Instead, she turned her eager gaze to the driver's seat in front and spoke leisurely.

"Sera, how about I drive this car?"

Upon hearing this, Artoria, who had just gotten into the car, changed her expression drastically. She instinctively tensed up, decisively fastened her seatbelt, and inwardly cursed.

Tsk, Alice has definitely been corrupted by that guy!

"Ah!"

Meanwhile, Samael, sitting in the taxi, suddenly felt a chill and sneezed violently.

Strange, why do I keep feeling like someone is talking about me behind my back?

Well, forget it. Too many lice don't itch, too much debt doesn't worry, and too many blames don't feel heavy.

The ancient snake muttered a few words, composed itself, turned around, rolled down the car window, and looked at the scenery along the way.

Fuyuki is a small coastal city in the far east of Japan, named after its long winters.

In fact, the climate here is relatively warm, and you are basically not hit by severe cold. You can dig out a couple of springs and you might find hot springs. Therefore, bamboo streams and misty fog are everywhere.

The Weiyuan River, which runs through the city on one side, divides the city into two parts with distinctly different architectural styles.

To the east lies Shinto, a highly modernized new town with everything one could need. To the west is Fukayama-cho, an old town consisting mainly of residential areas. The two sides of the river are connected by the Mien River Bridge.

The river connects to the underground spiritual veins, making it an excellent spiritual land. Many influential magicians moved there long ago, and these magicians and the spiritual land of Fuyuki City are managed by the Tohsaka family, members of the Magic Association of the Clock Tower.

As Gu She sorted out his thoughts, the taxi made several turns before stopping at an intersection, where a verdant mountain peak came into view.

Samael got off the bus with his suitcase, his eyes gleaming with an ambiguous light as he gazed into the distance, a pleased smile playing on his lips as he murmured to himself.

We've finally arrived at the gathering point of the spiritual veins—Mount Yuanzang!