Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The bright moonlight shone through the window lattice, spilling into the room and bringing a sense of tranquility and peace.

The green-haired, brown-eyed mother sat on the edge of the bed, turning the pages of a book, gently reading a bedtime story to her daughter, who was dressed in pajamas.

The white-haired loli leaned against the headboard, blinking her pure eyes as she listened quietly, her fierceness from the daytime gone, filling the room with a harmonious and warm atmosphere.

However, upon hearing the climax of the story, the overly excited Jack stood up, clenched his fist, frowned, gasped, and let out a suppressed groan.

Upon seeing this, Liu Daolingxia hurriedly dropped the storybook, helped her daughter up, and asked her with concern.

"Is it hurting again?"

"Um……"

Little Jack nodded through the pain, the faint traces of flames on his skin appearing and disappearing, and his expression was somewhat downcast.

In the battle at the Thousand World Tree Castle, Jeanne's holy flames greatly damaged Little Jack. Even though she was urgently recalled and most of her injuries were healed, some residual power still seeped into her body, which Little Jack needed to remove on her own.

Of course, if the Master is the legitimate one

A skilled magician can provide ample magical energy, suitable potions, or spells, making the Servant's recovery effortless.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, Mom..."

Liu Daolingxia pursed her cherry lips tightly, her expression somber, feeling both pity and shame in her heart.

If she were strong enough as the Master, Jack wouldn't have suffered this pain, and might not even have been injured.

"No way!"

Upon hearing this, Little Jack shook his adorable head vigorously, refuting the rebuttal repeatedly, his bright eyes reflecting a sparkling light.

"A mother who can remain calm in the face of bloody scenes, who can interrogate people with ease, and who can speak five languages ​​fluently must have a very high IQ! Such a mother is so cool!"

Then, the little girl paused, gripped Liu Daolingxia's hand tightly, and her face was full of solemnity.

"Besides, Mom has already worked incredibly hard, and it's amazing that she's achieved what she has. So, we'd be very happy if Mom could smile at us!"

Hearing that innocent and pure child's voice ringing in her ears, Liu Daolingxia's frustrated heart was instantly healed. She immediately hugged her daughter tightly, as if she possessed the most precious treasure in the world.

After a brief moment of tenderness, a comforting and warm smile appeared on Liu Daolingxia's face. Reluctantly, she let go of her daughter, picked up the half-open storybook, shook it, and chuckled softly.

"Shall we continue the story?"

"Ok!"

Little Jack nodded happily, nestled in his warm blankets, listening with great interest.

As night deepened, the contented little girl lay on her soft, warm pillow, a satisfied smile on her face, her eyes gently closed, and she drifted into a deep, baby-like sleep.

Liu Daolingxia gently put down the storybook, tiptoed out of the room under the moonlight, and walked all the way to a spacious pavilion.

"So, you asked me to meet you because you wanted to know how to become a magician and how to get stronger?"

Inside the pavilion, Empress Semiramis gently swirled her wine glass, her gaze playful.

"Yes, I'd do anything for that child!"

Liu Daolingxia nodded earnestly, her face solemn.

Since the battle at the Yggdrasil Castle, she has clearly realized the importance of a Master to a Servant.

If I were a real magician;

If I can provide off-court magic support;

If only I could provide the magic that helps that child heal...

Jack wouldn't have to endure that pain either.

Ultimately, for the entire Holy Grail War and for the other Masters, it was all because they were too weak and simply couldn't provide the child with the protection they deserved.

Therefore, Liu Daolingxia, who was eager to change the status quo, approached Semiramis late at night.

As for why, if you want to become a magician and learn magic, you should ask a certain playwright who's always dabbling in the margins, why not a Caster instead of an Assassin?

As a Caster, his skill in magic is nowhere near that of this Assassin who "knows a little bit about magic".

Liu Daolingxia isn't stupid; if she's going to hire someone, she'll naturally hire someone more professional.

Of course, there is another option, which is to find Samael.

However, due to the awkwardness of their first meeting and her recent observations, she felt a natural awe towards that mysterious being.

"I understand your thoughts."

After gaining a general understanding of the current situation facing Liu Daolingxia, Semiramis glanced at her briefly and shook her head helplessly.

"Unfortunately, you don't have the aptitude to be a magician. Forcing yourself to learn will only damage your own functions and lifespan."

"I do not care!"

"Whether you care or not is irrelevant. In the world of magic, talent is often more important than hard work, understand?"

"..."

Upon hearing this cruel answer, Liu Daolingxia fell silent, her expression one of dejection and defeat.

However, before Liu Daolingxia's mood could plummet, Semiramis put down her wine glass and leisurely offered a reminder.

"Of course, if you want to change the status quo, there are ways, but it just requires a 'miracle'."

"A miracle? You mean the Holy Grail!"

Liu Daolingxia suddenly realized what was going on and was immediately energized again.

But then, her gaze swept over the broken walls and ruins of the entire courtyard, as well as the several grand halls standing in the darkness, and her face darkened again.

If you want the Holy Grail, you have to get your hands on it first.

With her and Jack's combination, let alone the Holy Grail, their ability to evade the pursuit of the Yggdrasil magicians and make it to the finals was all luck.

"The Holy Grail isn't the only thing that can accomplish miracles. In a sense, the Holy Grail is just a vessel; what truly creates miracles is what fills the cup. In fact, another answer, within your reach, is right before your eyes."

Semiramis whispered for a moment, then explained the situation, and then spoke meaningfully.

"Whether you want to give it a try or not is up to you..."

Soon, the Assyrian queen faded into the distance, her voice dissipating.

Liu Daolingxia pondered for a moment, took a deep breath, clenched her right hand tightly, and her brown eyes flashed with a resolute light in the darkness.

With the moon high in the sky, Samael, who had nothing to do in the main hall, picked up a novel and flipped through a few pages listlessly.

At that moment, the door creaked open, and Liu Daolingxia, with her long brown hair, graceful figure, and wearing a green dress and black over-the-knee boots, stood in the doorway.

Samael saw this,

She couldn't help but be a little surprised. She doted on her daughter, practically inseparable from her. Usually at this time, Liu Daolingxia would have already fallen asleep with Jack in her arms.

"How did you come?"

"I made some soup, and seeing that you were still awake, I brought some over."

Liu Daolingxia pointed to the small bowl of soup on the tray and coughed.

Why are you being so polite today?

Samael didn't care much about the tonics, and looked at Liu Daolingxia in front of the door with some surprise.

Liu Daolingxia stiffened slightly, but quickly recovered and timidly lowered her head.

"During the day, about Jack... I..."

"So that's what it was about?"

Samael suddenly realized, and couldn't help but shake his head with a faint smile, raising his hand to pat Liu Daolingxia's shoulder to comfort her.

"Don't worry, I understand your concern for that child, but it's unnecessary. I'm not going to use your daughter as cannon fodder."

Thank you for your understanding!

Liu Daolingxia breathed a sigh of relief and then promptly handed over the soup.

Faced with his trembling and fearful subordinates, Samael shook his head helplessly, picked up the bowl, and drank the tribute in one gulp.

Judging from this, she probably won't be able to sleep tonight if she doesn't drink.

Watching Samael finish his soup, a hint of relief finally appeared on Liu Daolingxia's anxious face, and she continued speaking.

"Actually, I have another request. I hope you will forgive my overstepping and grant it."

"what?"

Samael, who had just finished drinking the soup, subconsciously looked up and asked.

However, what came into view was a bright color even whiter than the moonlight.

"It is... the gift bestowed upon me that fills the Holy Grail..."

With a solemn and resolute murmur, Liu Daolingxia gazed at Samael with an indescribable fervor in her eyes.

The sudden turn of events caught Samael off guard, leaving his overloaded brain momentarily stunned. However, he was quickly awakened by a sudden surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen.

Something seems off.

In a daze, the ancient snake's gaze fell on the empty bowl in its palm, its face filled with astonishment and regret.

Damn, I was careless!

"Don't worry, I will try my best to give you a better experience."

The green gauze dress slipped off her fair shoulders, and Liu Daolingxia's pretty face was filled with a hint of embarrassment and shame. Then she took a deep breath, and with determination and resolve, stepped across the threshold.

Does this count as being rejected?

Samael stared at the enormous evil that had burst through the door, feeling both amused and exasperated. His reason was immediately overwhelmed by a wild, unbridled desire.

At this moment, in the distance, two graceful figures are elongated by the moonlight over the artificial hill.

"So, this is the entertainment you invited me to?"

Ryori Adashino glanced at the fleeting glimpse of spring light through the crack in the door, and then at the suddenly closed doors of the main hall. She turned to look at Semiramis, who stood to the side with a mocking expression, adjusted her glasses, and seemed lost in thought.

"Hmm, not a bad way to pass the time, huh?"

The Assyrian empress swirled her wine cup, looking pleased, and casually recounted the events to her master beside her.

Realizing that things were progressing too quickly throughout the entire process, Ryori Adano's eyes flashed, and she immediately grabbed the finish line.

What did you give her?

"Of course, it's the good stuff I've used."

Semiramis smiled sinisterly, raised her hand and took out a small pink medicine bottle from the magic circle, waved it in front of Adano Ryori, and her face was full of wicked amusement.

"This time, I finally won!"

As she spoke, the Assyrian empress, who had suffered repeated defeats in the contests, couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips in a smug smile.

Every time I competed with that unscrupulous boss in poisoning and poison tolerance, I was humiliatingly defeated by these little pink pill bottles.

So, the proud and arrogant Assyrian empress, after much agonizing reflection, used the remaining fragments to create a replica of this wicked little pink bottle.

However, given that this boss was cunning and wary of her, she was not sure what to do.

Therefore, Semiramis took a different approach and chose someone with virtually no suspicion or motive to act as the middleman for the poisoning.

As Semiramis had predicted, her cunning old boss eventually fell into her hands indirectly.

Of course, as a conspirator and cunning mastermind, the Assyrian queen's words and actions were also deeply influenced by that superior.

From beginning to end, Semiramis never deceived Liu Daolingxia.

The answer to the question "what fills the Holy Grail" can be divided into two categories.

One is the blood of Christ, which is said to be able to save lives, grant eternal life, and achieve miracles.

Secondly, from the perspective of the Holy Grail War, what fills the Holy Grail is naturally magic power, high-purity magic power.

In this world, a person's purest magic often comes from the life source within their body that enables them to reproduce, commonly known as "seed".

The two conditions combined, stemming from the blood of the lamb, are what Liu Daolingxia seeks.

Compared to the hard-to-obtain, one-time Holy Grail, the existing resources are clearly more useful.

And this is indeed the case.

As the "First Cause," even a high-ranking deity would greatly benefit from that guy's bloodline, let alone a mere ordinary person.