I, Madoka Kaname, am just a Kamen Rider passing by

"I'm only 37 years old, not old enough to have a child. I don't look like a mother of a 16-year-old."

Hearing Nero say this, Li Lin curled his lips in dissatisfaction and fiddled with the broccoli on the plate with a fork.

"I see, the player is already thirty-seven years old... huh?!"

As Li Lin finished speaking, the Emperor, who was still chewing something, widened his eyes.

Did she just hear some incredible speech? !

Nero stared at Li Lin with disbelief. She didn't think this woman would be thirty-seven years old.

"..."

The golden eyes sparkled in the sunlight.

The soft and shiny pink long hair is tied up with a white hairband, and it contrasts with the childish and cute face.

"What are you looking at? Nero, do you know that your eyes are very rude? Even if I consider you a friend, your eyes are too weird, aren't they?!"

Without any awareness that he had made a shocking statement, Li Lin protested to Nero loudly.

"No, this isn't a weird question, is it? Are you really thirty-seven years old and you are not kidding?!"

"I'm not kidding you!"

"Really?"

"What's the problem? Is thirty-seven old? By the standards of my hometown, I'm a genuine young man who's worth ten times the price of a fake one!"

Being questioned, Li Lin raised his eyebrows unhappily and then slammed the table hard.

"Player, there is definitely something wrong with your hometown's definition of age!"

Looking at the pink-haired boy opposite him who was arguing confidently and even puffing out his chest with pride, the emperor from Rome had a headache.

Isn't this a bit too well maintained? If Li Lin hadn't said it himself, she would have thought that Li Lin was less than fifteen years old.

"Well... let's not talk about this for now. I actually have an idea for this kid."

Although Li Lin mentioned at the beginning that he would give him all the choices in life, after careful consideration, Li Lin felt that it was a bit unsafe to let a naive and cute boy run around freely.

"Young man, this world is beautiful, but the opposite of this beauty is the cruel and ugly side of human beings."

Under the gazes of Nero and the boy, the pink-haired girl sighed like an old mother.

"To be honest, it's hard for you to survive if you know nothing about this world. Especially when you have value that is worth exploiting."

"Player! He's just a child!" Nero frowned when he understood what Li Lin wanted to say.

"Let me finish what I'm saying. After all, this child has inherited my blood! This is my family affair, Nero."

Rarely, Li Lin refuted in a serious voice.

"But you two just met yesterday. Besides, don't you deny that he is your child?"

"Stop being so verbose."

With a slightly red face, Li Lin turned his head to the side.

In fact, the most important thing was that Nero was worried that this guy would corrupt children.

"Um... stop arguing. Yeah, I understand, Mom... Miss Li Lin is doing this for my own good."

Finally, the boy sitting nearby intervened between the two and pulled them apart.

"Please continue. I'm listening."

The boy took a pen and a notebook from the table next to him with a serious look on his face, while Nero looked like he was asking him to start his performance.

"I never think there's anything wrong with letting children face the reality of blood. Young man, you carry my "divine blood" in your body. I don't want you to tell anyone about this. It concerns your freedom and personal safety. Also, your appearance is too dazzling. If you don't have the power to protect yourself, you might be easily targeted by some perverts."

"Even though I'm a man?"

"A true pervert doesn't care about the gender of a creature. I've seen people dancing with sheep, let alone you."

Faced with Li Lin's intimidation, the boy's face turned pale.

"Lesson 1 of the Li family: Don't pray to them in this world without gods. Huh? Me? My situation is a little special, and there are no believers in this world who believe in me."

"It's not some illusory god who can protect you. Might is truth, power is justice... If you want to live freely, you must have the power to scare people and make them afraid to challenge you."

Ah, this woman is starting to teach little kids weird things.

Nero put the front armor pad on the table to relax his shoulders and shook his head helplessly.

"My teacher is trustworthy. I will contact him to help you enroll in the Clock Tower in the UK. You can learn common sense of modern people while training your own strength. How about this? This is the last thing I can do for you."

Li Lin was just a passer-by after all, but she was different from those heartless travelers who ran away after getting benefits without caring about the future of the indigenous people. Her strong sense of responsibility made it impossible for her to ignore the boy.

At least get rid of all the impact you have caused before running away. Li Lin hates the kind of guys who flirt with girls and then turn around and ignore them.

It's not that she discriminates against others who have harems, because she also has multiple relationships, but her love for the three of them is equally shared. However, it's hard to say what Madoka thinks. Domestic violence is impossible. If that luxurious lineup really fights, it's estimated that Mitakihara will explode and spiral into the sky on the spot.

"Li Lin... after the Holy Grail War, won't you come back to England with me?"

"I'm afraid not. I have a lot of personal matters to deal with, and quite dangerous ones. I can't take you into danger with me."

Can't stay in this world for too long.

There are still important people waiting for Li Lin's return. In order to prevent Xiaoyuan from doing something stupid, finding a way to meet Takihara and reunite with them as soon as possible is the top priority.

"Don't look so sad, your mother isn't dead yet... Really, I have a child out of nowhere. If that guy knew, he would probably laugh at me."

This matter must not be known to Decade-brother. That’s the decision.

Chapter 41 You have never been innocent, Li Lin!

[Dearestly, my beloved Lady Lanis. I am afraid that I will no longer be in this world when you receive this letter. However, I have left some "legacy" and I hope that you and Mr. El-Melloi II will come to Romania to receive it. The specific address will be attached at the end of this letter. Please accept this child no matter what.]

[Perhaps you will be shocked when you see what this child looks like? But it is undeniable that he has inherited my bloodline? Ah? The child's father? Sorry, he has no father.]

[Although there are still many topics I want to talk to you about, it seems that I can't do it. I may not be able to fulfill my promise to make you sweet and sour pork again. I am very sorry. As for the recipe, I put it in the fifth drawer of the left-hand table on the first floor of the teacher's apartment... And please apologize to Olmariga for me. ]

[From now on, please treat me as if I never existed. Please. ]

[From Li Lin, the disciple of El-Melloi II.]

The entire letter is only 300 words long, and the content is somewhat messy. Li Lin believes that after all, letters are for people to read, and being too entangled in wording and writing style is putting the cart before the horse.

Li Lin once learned how to write an excellent letter in the standard style of a noble magician, but she thought it was stupid. Although international phone calls were troublesome in this era, sending emails through the Internet only required the movement of a finger.

It is not without reason that magicians whose thinking is still stuck in the Enlightenment era, whose minds are full of "nobleness and elegance" and whose pace of life is too inefficient, will eventually become decadent and decayed.

In later generations, lazy people in Europe gathered together to the point where they became a social problem. Social welfare was as good as raising pigs. The price and economic development of the entire city only increased by one percentage point decades later than it did decades ago, which was in extreme contrast to the thriving Asian countries next door.

While letting his thoughts run wild, Li Lin handed the sealed letter to the post office staff.

However, with the efficiency of these people, it would take several months for the mail to reach Lanis. It would not happen that a letter was delivered in advance, and Lanis would go to Romania from her hometown in England with Mercury Maid and Olmariga before the Holy Grail War was over.

For the first time, Li Lin had an inexplicable urge to praise Europeans for their slow pace of life and their "lower" work efficiency compared to that of China.

"Has the letter been sent?"

Nero changed into modern casual clothes, and for once she was not wearing the conspicuous mythological ceremonial costume. She lifted her sun hat, revealing her emerald green eyes.

The pure white dress perfectly sets off the girl's plump and slender body. It must be said that in terms of body shape alone, Nero can beat the pink-haired girl whose CPU level is only that of a normal person. But this is the only place where she can beat.

"If there's no problem, it will be delivered in about half a year. I've had a similar experience before. My teacher once complained that he ordered a game from another country, and by the time it was finally delivered to him, two sequels of the game had already been released."

There are only two types of logistics companies in this world.

Chinese logistics and foreign logistics, Chinese speed and foreign speed.

You will never imagine how lazy Europeans are nowadays. It cannot be generalized, but it is a common social trend and suitable for retirement, which is an unavoidable fact.

"My lord, I still suggest that you take the letter back... There are serious problems with what you wrote before."

"Nero, what do you want to say?"

"If it were me, my first reaction after reading the letter would probably be that you were captured by some evil magician and forcibly impregnated... If the disciples of El-Melloi II are really as you said, they can really change the power structure of the Clock Tower if they unite. I feel that there will be a big reshuffle."

In the dim and gloomy basement, the pink-haired girl who had been "ravaged" by the restricted operation sat on the cold floor. Her neck, hands, and feet were firmly fixed by metal chains, and even her eyes were covered with a blindfold. There was still suspicious white liquid around her.

The instigator of all this, a fat and wicked magician with a low IQ, used magic to forge Li Lin's notes and sent the letter to El Melloi II.

This was a very curious picture that quickly appeared in Nero's mind after he read the letter.

Of course, she also knew that this was unrealistic.

After all, Li Lin's drill that broke through the sky... ah, no, the fighting power was a fact that she and Karna had witnessed. There were people in this world who could easily beat up servants, but these people were all old monsters who were almost becoming spirits.

In layman's terms, they are big guys that even the so-called nobles dare not provoke, and Li Lin happens to be one of them, and he may even be stronger.

"Don't be ridiculous. That won't happen. Relax."

"It's because of your nonchalant attitude that I feel irritated."

"Masked Rider will never lose, well... he will just get humiliated."

The smiling pink-haired girl patted the helpless Roman Emperor on the shoulder, then she put her left arm in front of her body and her right arm under her left arm, making a strange gesture.

But her fluency and meticulousness made Nero sure that she must have gone through great pains to complete this move... However, his Majesty the Emperor could not understand the significance of Li Lin's actions at all.

"Ah...Come to think of it, you didn't give that boy a name in the end. You really failed as a mother."

"Oh. You don't understand that, Nero."

As an open-minded mother, Li Lin showed a sarcastic smile without any meaning in front of Nero.

"You, who have no offspring, cannot and will never understand the good intentions of a mother like me."

You were shaking your head like crazy before and refused to acknowledge this identity! Don't put yourself into the role of a stupid mother in less than half a day! Player, is there something wrong with your brain?

Although she complained, Nero ultimately couldn't say it out loud for the sake of her own personal safety. But this didn't stop her from destroying Li Lin from another relatively safe angle.

"Tsk. It's obvious that you, the performer, are bad at naming. What do you mean by letting the young man decide for himself? It's simply because you can't think of a suitable name, right?!"

"Nero! Don't...don't taint my innocence with empty words!"

"But you are not innocent at all."

Chapter 42: El-Melloi II Goes to the Battlefield

Inside a fast food restaurant in Toufalis, Romania.

A strange man wearing sunglasses and dressed like a mafia gangster was staring at a high school girl. The customers around were staring at the two people who shouldn't be in this place, but when the man looked over, they quickly looked away.

In this country where gun control is not very strict, no one likes to get into trouble, even in the city of Toufalis.

Especially at this point in time.

Some time ago, people have been witnessing bodies with their hearts dug out on the streets and alleys in the early morning. So far, the local police have not been able to give a clear answer.

The only thing to be thankful for is that most of the victims were tourists from other places and local thugs who refused to listen to advice and insisted on walking at night to prove their courage.

There was once such a saying on the Internet of the future.

——Try it and you will die.

This group of "brave" pathfinders successfully confirmed to the local residents that there was indeed something strange and indescribable hidden in the thick fog in the middle of the night.

"Thank you very much for rescuing me from the police station, but even so, as the referee of this Holy Grail War, I will not show any favoritism to the Clock Tower side."

Joan of Arc has no selfish desires. To be more precise, she will not be persuaded by anyone. This is why she was summoned by the Lord and possessed by this girl as Ruler.

Fair, open and just.

That's what a real referee should do.

"You should understand this, El-Melloi II."

"...Yeah. I wouldn't save you for a reward. Giving for a reward is not giving, it's a deal. This is what my student said. It makes sense, right?"

Staring at the extinguished cigarette, the Second Emperor lit another one for himself. Facing the smoky environment, Jeanne just frowned and said nothing. But she looked at the Second Emperor's sunglasses curiously, and couldn't understand why he wore sunglasses indoors. The Second Emperor, who noticed Jeanne's gaze, smiled bitterly and took off his sunglasses.

Then, two huge dark circles appeared in Joan of Arc's eyes.

"Sorry, you can put it back on."

Jeanne nodded in understanding.