Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

At this moment, Pandora changed the subject without blinking, and with prior preparation, casually tossed out a card engraved with a substitution magic spell in front of her. Without saying a word, she grabbed Chloe next to her and jumped into the opened spatial rift.

"Mission accomplished, all personnel retreat!"

After the rearguard leader of the Linglong Pavilion reunited with his fleeing followers, he gave his final instructions and decisively pulled Paracelsus along to use the Ainsworth family's technology for a spatial transfer.

Immediately, the Masters who received the order from various parts of Mount Enzo issued orders to retreat.

Even as the heroic spirits fought fiercely, they were forced to suppress their arrogance and resentment under the call of the Command Seals, and one after another disappeared into the pervasive mist.

"Crack!"

The colorful sky, like a shattered mirror, is broken into pieces.

A beam of golden-blue light pierced through the crack, ripped through the sky, and landed in the dense forest a hundred meters away.

Phew! We finally escaped...

Rin Tohsaka, piloting the Sky Ship Maana, exchanged a glance with Ereshkigal behind her. Recalling the numerous illusions that had just lurked in danger, she couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

"Tch, consider yourself lucky!"

At this moment, the demon king Mara, with two horns on his head and a voluptuous and alluring figure, floated down, seemingly unaffected by gravity, hovering in the void. He looked down displeasedly at his two elder sisters, who were supporting each other as they struggled to escape from the Sixth Desire Heaven, and frowned tightly, coldly declaring.

"However, cherish the remaining time, because you won't be so lucky next time we meet..."

As the sound subsided, the alluring demonic body transformed into countless lotus petals, scattering and drifting away into the fading mist.

Meanwhile, in the great hollow of Yuanzang Mountain.

The knight, clad in golden armor, stepped over the wreckage and stopped before the dimly lit altar, his gaze gradually darkening.

Tsk, I'm still a step too late.

Even the other five drops of the Holy Grail that held the Greater Grail together were pried off.

Pandora, this is definitely the work of you.

Samael turned to look at the mist gradually dissipating in the mountains and forests, and at the friendly forces who were rushing towards the Great Hollow after receiving the news. His eyes narrowed slightly, a faint light flickered, and his lips moved as he murmured silently.

But now that you've taken my things, are you prepared to pay the price?

Pandora, my dear daughter...

"Ah!"

At this moment, Pandora, who gracefully stepped out of the ripple-like spatial vortex and into a large courtyard, felt a tickle on her nose and couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

"Your Highness, it's windy outside. Why don't you come inside and rest?"

With black hair and blue eyes, wearing casual pants that revealed his leg hair, flip-flops, and messy, disheveled hair, the current head of the Ainsworth family, looking like a slovenly middle-aged man, stepped forward, bowed, and humbly extended an invitation.

“Alright, then thank you for your hard work, Darius.”

Pandora smiled slightly, nodded gently, and then took her daughter's hand, walking gracefully and dignifiedly towards the rather old-fashioned Gothic castle ahead.

Like a princess stepping into a castle.

If it were you, you would surely achieve the salvation of humanity.

The middle-aged man named Darius waited until the elegant figure disappeared from sight before slowly straightening up. Beneath his disheveled black hair, his blue eyes were filled with a burning fervor.

As the fervor subsided, the middle-aged man slowly raised his right arm and solemnly murmured.

"Angelica and Beatrice, take good care of the defenses inside and outside the castle and prevent any outsiders from entering."

"Yes, Lord Julian!"

At this moment, the tall blonde girl standing behind the man like a doll and the violent red-haired loli nodded in unison, but called out a different name.

After making simple arrangements for the defenses, the disheveled middle-aged man took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the streaks of light scattered throughout the castle, his once fervent gaze now becoming lazy and uninteresting.

Well then, it seems I need to go and greet my allies.

Bonus chapter for October (October 10.4th - October 10.10th)

Last month, I added 7 extra chapters to complete the update, regained my integrity, and felt completely debt-free. This month, I can finally confidently and boldly offer bounties!

As usual, 100 blades + 1 update (just ask everyone if they have any leftover items, as these can be converted into profit).

10000 Rewards +1 Update

200 monthly tickets + 1 update

As of the 10th, the maximum number of chapters is 20. I will finish writing this chapter this month, and I guarantee my integrity.

Everyone is welcome to encourage the pigeons to strive harder.

Chapter 199 Problem Children Have Lots of Fun (4.3k)

Night falls in Fuyuki City, deep in the mountains of the old capital.

The moon was bright and the stars were few. In the nameless mountain valley hidden by the green forest, the mist was thick and everything seemed so quiet and peaceful.

However, once you step into the mountain mist and stand at a special angle to look up at the sky, you will discover a bizarre and fantastical scene.

In the vast sky, fragments of seven-colored, crystalline space float and recombine randomly, their shapes intertwined.

The entire sky, fragmented yet not scattered, resembles a child's doodle or a painter's divine composition.

Looking up through the floating, crystal-like fragments of space, one can see a majestic ancient castle, like a reflection on the water, appearing and disappearing amidst the clouds and vibrant colors. In the blink of an eye, it vanishes, as if it were merely a mirage.

But in reality, this is the Ainsworth family's headquarters, Ainsworthburg.

As a family of magicians that has continued uninterrupted for thousands of years, "concealment" has always been one of their guiding principles.

The reason why so few people know the location of the Ainsworth family is that, strictly speaking, under the large-scale spatial displacement magic, the Ainsworth family does not exist in this world, but rather in another dimension.

Without understanding the key points, even a powerful heroic spirit would find it difficult to perceive its existence or glimpse its mysteries.

This is precisely the foundation upon which the Ainsworth family has built its reputation for over a thousand years.

However, tonight, this long-silent castle welcomed many visitors.

At this moment, under the colorful sky, the magnificent castle is lit up, and figures move about in the guest rooms.

In the courtyard, which has a sense of vicissitude, the garden is well-maintained and filled with fragrance. The fountains and pools are decorated with sparkling water. Sculptures in Roman, Gothic, or Rococo styles are scattered in a well-organized manner. Every brick and tile of the entire castle seems to be stained with the marks of time.

"Tch, a bunch of weaklings!"

Beside the flowerbed, Beatrice, a petite girl with golden eyes and red hair, dressed in a red and black Gothic Lolita outfit and carrying a lace parasol, looked at the lit lights and the peaceful figures inside. In anger, she swung her fist and smashed it into a statue of the Virgin Mary next to her.

"boom!"

Instantly, the violent force shattered the marble sculpture's rock base, which was more than ten centimeters thick, and spiderweb-like cracks spread from the base to the entire body of the Virgin Mary statue in an instant.

"Click..."

With a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds, the marble sculpture, several meters tall, collapsed and turned into piles of stones scattered all over the ground.

In the darkness, Angelica, a blonde doll dressed in her usual attire—a pure white dress with a black long skirt—walked out from the deepening night. Unfazed by this, she casually tossed a card engraved with special runes to the ground with a thoughtful gesture.

"Replacement..."

Moments later, the card that had melted into the ground rippled like water, and the shattered marble sculpture, under the pull of a strange force, pieced itself back together and restored itself to its original state.

"Hey, your hands are really useful."

Just then, Beatrice, who was scratching her head, saw someone cleaning up the mess and couldn't help but grin. She stood on tiptoe, raised her hand, and patted Angelica's shoulder heavily, looking very happy.

"Next time, if you cause any more damage, you'll have to do it yourself."

Feeling the bear-like claws on her shoulder and hearing the groans of her bones straining under the weight, Angelica frowned slightly and offered a gentle reminder.

"We'll talk about the future later..."

Beatrice sheepishly withdrew her paws, her eyes darting around, clearly showing little sincerity in cleaning up the mess.

After cleaning up the crime scene, the violent little girl's nostrils flared as she smelled the strong aroma of food and alcohol. She raised her elbow and nudged her wooden-like companion, her face growing increasingly indignant.

“Hey, Angelica, not a single one of those cowards won this battle. They actually had the nerve to sneak into our house, eat a sumptuous dinner, enjoy vintage wine, steal our things, occupy our bedroom, and leave us outside eating dry bread and standing in the cold wind while we patrolled. Tell me, what gives them the right?!”

“This is the patriarch’s order…”

Angelica answered mechanically, then looked down at Beatrice, who was still somewhat unconvinced, and spoke indifferently.

"If you have any objections, you can raise them with him."

"..."

Upon hearing that she was going to protest to the head of the family in person, the violent little girl who had been shouting just moments before immediately fell silent.

"Furthermore, they are not weak..."

Angelica's calm gaze swept across the windows where figures were floating, she pondered softly, and after a brief pause, looked back at the dappled sky and added earnestly.

"The opponent, too..."

"Hey, Angelica, whose side are you on?"

The red-haired, violent loli looked displeased, then closed her parasol and looked her companion up and down with suspicion.

"By the way, you weren't scared of that guy from before, were you?"

"I'm just stating the facts..."

When the humiliating confrontation was mentioned, Angelica's originally blank face twitched involuntarily. After a moment of silence, she gave a dry response.

"Come on, failure is failure! Stop making excuses!"

Beatrice was unimpressed and looked at her companion with disdain.

But then, the violent loli glanced at her companion beside her, puffed out her chest, spoke politely, and her grin was ferocious and violent.

"However, considering how good you usually are to me, I'll take over next time! A mere nameless heroic spirit, I'll smash his head in!"

"he's mine!"

However, Angelica refused without hesitation, lowering her head and looking down. Her azure eyes were icy cold, like a dragon awakening and staring at the intruder who had entered her cave, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Don't touch him!"

This violent reaction startled the unsuspecting Beatrice, who instinctively jumped away to keep her distance from the other side.

Immediately after regaining her senses, the violent loli angrily complained to her inexplicably erratic companion.

"Hey, I'm here to avenge you! Why aren't you appreciating this?"

"No need. I'll take back what I lost myself."

Angelica's azure eyes, which had been filled with the first frost of ice, flashed with a flicker of light before she returned to her blank, wooden expression and added in a low voice.

After a brief pause, the tall, blonde girl abandoned her plans and turned to walk forward.

"I'll patrol the front yard; the back is up to you."

Beatrice stared blankly at her companion's hurried back, raised her hand to stroke her chin, pondered seriously for a moment, and murmured to herself.

"Oh no, could Angelica have been knocked senseless by that guy?"

But the serious moment was fleeting. The rough edges of the violent loli, following her divergent thoughts, led a strange idea to pop into her muscle-bound head.

Or is she actually a masochist? Has she started to enjoy being beaten up?

Immediately, the violent loli's cheeks inexplicably burned, and her chaotic thoughts boiled like magma. Then, seeing that no one was around, she crept down and pulled a tattered doll with densely stitched cotton threads at its joints from the flower bed next to her.

In the bright moonlight, one could vaguely see a portrait of a boy on the top of the doll's head.

With short black hair, blue eyes, and black-rimmed glasses, he wore the uniform of Homurahara Academy. His slightly delicate face was filled with a hint of gloom.

But this youthful face was completely different from any of the other members of the Ainsworth family.

"Aha, Lord Julian, Lord Julian! Get those weaklings out of my way and whip me as much as you like!"

Under the moonlight, Beatrice, sitting on the steps, hugged the doll tightly to her chest and rubbed it against it with a silly smile.

"Squeak..."

Immediately afterwards, under intense "caresses," the doll's limbs were violently torn off one after another, revealing the white cotton stuffing inside.

The portrait nailed to the doll's face was also subjected to horrific abuse, its expression constantly twisting and crumbling.

"Snapped!"

In the end, that innocent head was easily twisted off, and the doll that fell at the feet of the violent loli was reduced to a pitiful state with only its torso remaining.