Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Instantly, a violent shockwave swept outwards, and as the smoke and dust dissipated, radiating cracks spread outwards from the two people for more than ten meters.

Samael looked down at the unrecognizable Central Park floor, then looked up at Bazette with a wistful expression.

"I'll pay!"

Bazett took the blame without hesitation and continued his powerful punches.

boom!

As Samael instinctively turned his head to dodge, the marble sculpture behind him shattered with a crash.

"I'll pay!"

Without even looking, Bazett made a definitive promise to save his opponent from financial ruin, while simultaneously unleashing a barrage of vicious knee strikes and elbow strikes.

"Crack! Click!"

A series of loud, piercing sounds rang out. Samael himself, with his keen senses, was naturally unharmed, but the flowerbeds along the path were smashed to pieces.

"Um, me too..."

"I'll pay you back my head!"

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Samael, before Bazett could finish speaking, smacked him hard on the head with a dark expression, causing a dizzying effect that finally calmed down the hot-blooded battle maniac for the time being.

Now he finally understood why Bazett was so poor, despite the considerable income from the dangerous job of designating seal enforcers.

Even the priest Kirei Kotobukaki, who brought the Tohsaka family to the brink of bankruptcy, knew to evade taxes to save money, while Bazett, who had lived a privileged life since childhood, had little concept of money.

This woman is indifferent to everything except fighting and working; she's a straightforward, single-minded person.

In addition, his love of gambling, or his tendency to break several valuable precision instruments due to poor control of his strength, means that even mountains of gold and silver cannot withstand such a woman's antics.

No wonder she couldn't afford food and lodging in Fuyuki City after losing funding from the Magicians' Association.

Looking at Bazett, who was about to fall back into the vicious cycle of working to pay off his debts and become destitute, Samael complained in frustration.

"Could you please be more frugal with the wages and compensation I recovered for you?"

"But……"

Bazett looked around at the mess, then at his own fists, which yearned for battle, and felt a sense of resentment.

"Can we talk about the sparring later, somewhere more spacious? It'll save money..."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Fortunately, with the ancient snake proposing a compromise, Bazett finally suppressed his urge to fight and obediently followed behind Samael, collecting the flying debris and helping to repair the road surface that could still be salvaged.

It must be said that this woman is truly violent, yet also truly honest.

Despite being a renowned magician and a descendant of a noble family, he still obediently followed behind Samael, diligently picking up stones like a dutiful road worker.

The tension from their earlier sparring had dissipated, and the two chatted about their experiences while erasing the traces of the crime.

"That legendary Queen of the Land of Shadows is your teacher!"

Soon, Samael not only learned about Bazett's past from this naive designated seal executor, but also unexpectedly discovered the master-disciple relationship between Bazett and Scáthach.

So, are we considered fellow disciples, or grandmaster and grand-grandmaster, or should you call me "grandmaster"?

A snake that had once called out "Master," taught Scáthach runes, and crawled across the gums of the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom muttered to itself.

Just as Samael was preparing to provide more detailed information, his ears twitched slightly, his eyes flickered, and he turned around and coughed at Bazett, who was diligently filling the stones.

"Well, I suddenly remembered I have something to do, so I'll have to go now. I'll contact you later."

Before Bazett could speak, the ancient serpent abandoned the mostly repaired road and darted into the thick darkness.

By the time Bazett came to his senses, the mysterious foreign friend had already vanished without a trace.

"What are you looking at so intently?"

A moment later, a rustling sound, along with a clear and melodious murmur, came from behind Bazett.

Under the moonlight, a purple-haired beauty, dressed in a high-slit white cheongsam, exuding elegance over her coldness and arrogance, slowly stepped forward.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

"You're not going home this late, of course I have to come out and check on you."

Scáthach raised an eyebrow and snorted softly. Even though she didn't say it directly, her deep concern for this disciple was inadvertently revealed.

Immediately, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom glanced at the messy ground, crossed her arms, and looked at Bazett with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Under questioning from his superiors, the straightforward designated seal executor recounted how the two met at the casino, and how they sparred in the park, completely exposing his accomplice.

"How could he beat you so easily? This person is no ordinary person."

Scáthach looked up at the deep night, her purple eyes gleaming, and a faint smile played on her lips.

"Besides, he also got you involved in extorting money from the casino? Interesting."

"Teacher, he meant no harm; he was trying to help me!"

Bazette quickly explained, clarifying the situation for the kind foreign friend.

"I haven't even asked yet, why are you so anxious to protect him? Could it be that you've taken a liking to him?"

Scáthach blinked her purple eyes, looking at her disciple, who seemed to be overreacting, with a playful and mischievous air.

"teacher!"

Bazett's tone rose, and his face tightened.

"I was just joking, don't be so nervous."

Scáthach waved her hand helplessly, somewhat disheartened.

Although her disciple was hardworking, she was not good at socializing and had a self-destructive streak. She was ashamed of herself for only knowing how to fight and was not very interested in men. She had experience in blocking out interference due to the needs of her work.

"But it seems you don't dislike this guy?"

"That's true. It's rare to meet a man you can get along with outside of work."

Bazett recalled their harmonious time together, nodded frankly, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"Alright then, aren't you going to have a duel? Bring him to see me next time, and I'll be your witness."

Scáthach, who wanted to help her disciple return to a normal human life, smiled and offered a reminder.

"No problem! I'll definitely win next time!"

Upon hearing that it was about combat, Bazett immediately perked up and nodded excitedly.

"Teacher, let's not talk about that. The story you told before you left last time is still unfinished."

"What? You really enjoy listening to his stories?"

"He stopped three storms, fought against the white giant, shot down predatory planets, established the Covenant, and reshaped the world. I always felt that he was a very remarkable person."

Bazett's eyes sparkled, just like the little girl who used to follow Scáthach around, eager to hear heroic tales.

If the departed heroes will become stars in the sky, then the person the teacher mentioned is probably the most dazzling one.

If possible, I would love to meet this legendary Messiah who redeemed the world.

"Ah! Ahh!"

At the same time, Samael, who had just climbed over the wall of the Tohsaka residence and sneaked home, suddenly sneezed loudly for some reason.

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"Yeah..."

"Who?!"

With a soft squeak as the window was pushed open, a childish yet wary snort came from behind. Rin Tohsaka, at the end of the second-floor corridor, stood with her hands on her hips, watching the familiar dark figure who had taken an unconventional path and climbed over the railing. She curled her lips and rolled her eyes.

"Tch, you rascal, why are you always sneaking around my house like that!"

"Ahem, this is called vigilance; safety first."

Caught red-handed, Samael coughed dryly and tried to defend himself with his eyes darting around.

However, the little girl, whose soul was essentially the goddess of Venus, was not easily fooled. She looked Samael up and down with disdain, her eyes full of suspicion.

"I haven't even asked yet, why are you in such a hurry to explain? Don't tell me you've done something bad outside?"

"How could that be! Do you think I'm that kind of person? Hey, kid, don't make false accusations against your elders!"

Samuel's keen intuition, coupled with the unspoken familiarity between close friends, made him feel uneasy. He immediately denied it three times, refusing to mention that he had just made a large sum of money from an underground casino.

You should know that, given Ishtar's character, if she were to reveal herself and then share the spoils with someone, it would be a sign of her conscience.

Given the chance, this crazy woman would absolutely not leave Samael a single penny.

The ancient serpent still remembers that on the eve of the Covenant War, it gave its share of the Babylonian treasury to Ishtar to cause trouble.

Although the woman was deeply moved and the two even slept together, she never mentioned returning the enormous treasure after Ishtar had smuggled it.

Only then did Samael realize how prescient Gilgamesh's advice was to tame Ishtar with jewels, without giving her any sweet rewards.

That's why they say the one who understands you best is always your enemy.

However, having learned his lesson after suffering a huge loss, Samael decided that he would never again let that crazy woman Ishtar touch his secret stash of money.

However, Rin Tohsaka, who seemed to have sensed something unusual, scoffed at Samael's repeated denials.

"Tch, elder? Don't try to fool me! Do you think I'm as easy to fool as Sakura? Tell me honestly, what shameful things have you been doing outside..."

"Jingle Bell……"

Just as Rin Tohsaka was interrogating the suspect with a look of suspicion on her face, the landline phone in the corridor rang, and Samael subconsciously picked up the receiver next to him.

"Moshi moshi, are you Rin's parent? I'm Iori, Rin's homeroom teacher. I'd like to talk to you about something privately..."

The teacher on the other end of the line seemed to be an impatient person; as soon as the call connected, she took the initiative to ask...

At this moment, as the clear voice echoed out, the little girl who had just been acting arrogantly and deliberately trying to annoy a rival in the Holy Grail War suddenly changed her expression and clenched her fists.

The homeroom teacher? Private message to the parents?

Samael covered the microphone, and based on the keywords in the teacher's statement, he keenly sensed something. He looked up at the little girl who looked annoyed and nervous, and spoke softly.

"Hey Rin, you've been squatting in the hallway late at night, you weren't just waiting for this phone call, were you?"

"..."

An eerie silence fell over the corridor as two figures, one tall and one short, stared at each other.

"Oh, I don't think I'm your elder. Your father should answer this call."

Samael thought for a moment, a thoughtful expression spreading across his face. He removed his hand from the microphone, a pleased smile curving his lips, and his voice trailed off.

“Tokiomi…”

"Don't!"

What do you mean by "the debts of June come quickly"? Seeing a certain nameless Heroic Spirit about to betray her with a malicious look on his face, Rin Tohsaka couldn't hold back any longer and quickly spoke up to stop him, a hint of tension showing on her pitiful little face.

"Uncle! Uncle Arthur!"

Thinking of her current father's stern face, which was quite imposing and oppressive when he put on a stern expression, Rin Tohsaka decisively backed down, put on a well-behaved and cute appearance, and frantically winked at someone.

"Dad and Mom are busy and can't answer the phone."

In normal circumstances, Tokiomi Tohsaka habitually called him Pretender, which naturally cannot be considered his name in the strict sense. Therefore, in addition to this code name, Samael also has a more common Western name—Arthur.

This is from a snake's self-introduction when it descended upon the Tohsaka family's basement.

Samael glanced out the window at the family of three walking in through the gate, then turned to look at Rin Tohsaka, whose silver teeth were clenched in a defiant manner and whose small face was trying to force a flattering, hypocritical smile. The corners of his lips curled up in pleasure.

"Moshi Moshi? Moshi Moshi? Are the parents home?"

As the sound of doors opening downstairs and increasingly urgent phone inquiries came in succession, the little girl, whose weakness had been exploited, broke out in a cold sweat, her expression quickly crumbling.

Just as the little girl in the corridor was clenching her teeth, a crimson hue gradually rising in her azure eyes, about to give up entirely, Samael, having had his fill of heart-pounding excitement, raised the microphone and spoke leisurely.

"Iori-sensei, right? Hello, I'm Rin's uncle. Tokiomi and Aoi are busy right now and it's not convenient for them. If you have anything to say, you can just tell me and I'll pass it on to them."

"Oh, I see. Could you please inform Rin's parents that if it's convenient for them, they would like to come to the school tomorrow. We would like to have a private talk with the parents about the child's recent academic issues."

"Okay, I will pass it on. Goodnight, teacher."