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Although I had guessed it before, I didn't expect that I actually have magical powers?

Although the soul has been sublimated, the difference between the worldview systems is still real. The magic power of Type-Moon ordinary people mainly depends on their own small source magic circuits, which are attached to the body. In order to avoid mistakes, Roland continued to bring Sakura Matou.

Unexpectedly, the action of chanting the spell this time seemed to awaken his sleeping body. Tangible power surged out of his body and poured into the magic circle, allowing the brilliant light to dye the entire room with sparkling light.

A strong wind blew up from the summoning circle, and the magic power gathered into invisible spirit particles, forming this miracle connected to the Seat of Heroes in the center of the circle.

The witch, wearing a magician-style robe and with half of her face buried in her hood, spoke in a clear and cold voice.

"Servant, Caster, I am Medea, are you my summoner?"

She looked to be between 1.4 and 1.5 meters tall, holding a moon-shaped staff in her hand that was taller than she was.

Her figure can be described as slim, but gives people a feeling of being slender and thin. Her whole body is huddled under the mysterious black robe, but one can still get a glimpse of the witch's beauty from the lavender hair and ivory skin that playfully emerge from the half-covered hood.

Although there seemed to be slight differences from what I remembered, it seemed that nothing had gone wrong.

"Master? Are you dissatisfied with summoning me?"

Because of Roland's silence for a moment, Medea's voice suddenly became cold, and there was no expression on her face under the hood.

"That's not the case. I am very satisfied. It is better to say that a normal situation finally exists. In the next Holy Grail War, let us get along happily."

Roland was in a very good mood. In this Holy Grail War, he encountered too many changes, including changes in the relationship between the Masters and changes in strategic goals. All these factors combined resulted in the loss of two original teams before the battle even started.

Although Roland, as the instigator, did not want to be picky about anything, for the sake of his goal, he still wanted to take control of everything.

He is not compatible with people who like to stir up trouble. People like Medea are more reliable.

"is it?"

Medea didn't pay much attention to the Master's flattery, but looked at Sakura Matou beside her.

After noticing Medea's cold gaze, the little girl gently ran behind Roland, hugged his thighs, then carefully stuck her head out and looked at Medea.

Seeing this scene, Medea glanced at the modified summoning circle on the ground again and asked in a pure and transparent voice without any emotion.

"This child is just an immature apprentice, right? Master, why did you bring her here?"

"To act as a magic battery, of course."

Roland answered without hesitation.

Such a self-righteous answer made Medea pause and ask in confusion.

"Why? Even from the perspective of the Age of Gods, the True Aether flowing through the Master's body is a miracle in both quality and quantity. In this age when the Great Source is beginning to fade, shouldn't you be the living mystery?"

Although she still felt a little uneasy, Medea still had to admire the Master's impeccable conditions.

The essence of magic is vitality. Magicians can extract magic from the big source in the outside world and the small source in their hearts. For Medea who lives in the Age of Gods, this change of the times is also her greatest confidence in crushing modern magic.

The real ether that still existed in the environment she lived in was poison to modern magicians, but the body of the Master in front of her was filled with the terrifying real ether.

But the other party's vitality showed no signs of being refined, as if these true ethers were produced out of thin air from an unobservable realm.

In this situation, even in the Age of Gods, he would still be a hero... no, he should be described as a god.

"I see..."

Seeing that Roland seemed to be lost in thought again, Medea stared at the Master in front of her with her purple pupils: "From the perspective of efficiency alone, it is completely unnecessary to use such a child as a battery. Even if the Master cherishes his own magic power and builds a workshop, I can obtain more efficient magic batteries from the source myself."

"?"

Roland was stunned by these words implying a plea. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he realized that in Medea's mind, his image seemed to have fallen into the level of an unscrupulous magician.

"Then it's as you wish,"

After gaining magic power, Roland, who had no intention of using Sakura, nodded readily, but Medea's next words froze Roland.

"Really? Then it seems I don't need to terminate this contract yet."

Is this witch such an honest person?

"Don't you have any wishes that you would like to fulfill?"

"No," Medea responded in a cold tone, "This is just a boring and dull world, no different from the past. If the Master gives me a reason to terminate the contract, I will be relieved."

Roland's expression became more and more rigid, which was more and more different from his impression. She looked so hopeless, was she really the witch? She had just been summoned and hadn't encountered anything yet?

In an instant, Roland's eyes emitted a sharp gaze, and his deep pupils were gradually stained with scarlet.

"Medea, take out your treasure."

The witch obediently took out a gorgeous lightning-shaped dagger. Although it was only rated C-level among the treasures, many A-level treasures were far inferior to it in terms of functionality.

The talisman for breaking all precepts is also there, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?

"How do you feel when you see this treasure that symbolizes betrayal, Master?"

Medea showed no fear and said as if she had given up on herself: "No wonder you feel uneasy. After all, in front of it, the contract and status between master and servant can be easily reversed at any time. If we are not careful, we may be defeated by the betraying witch. Do you want to cancel our contract? Or do you want to use the Command Spell to ask me now?"

"Don't hesitate, Master. You are just one of countless betrayers."

"I'm not a very good talker, and I'm not very good with women,"

Seeing that Medea seemed to be at a loss, Roland raised his hand.

"I used to be able to boast about my honesty and trustworthiness, but now I have to question that, so it's better to show it with actions."

Medea is necessary for Roland's future plans, and the ability to transform in the Holy Grail system is not common among casters.

To do this, a good relationship of trust must be established with her.

“By the Command Seal – Medea, when you feel that I have betrayed you, use your Noble Phantasm to dissolve the contract between us.”

Medea, who had already lowered her hands and was too lazy to even resist and was ready to return, seemed to be shocked by such an order and fell into a long silence.

After a long while, she spoke in a cold tone.

"Are you crazy? I am a caster. I have no resistance to magic. I have no resistance to such a specific Command Spell. Even if it is just an unintentional thought, I will be controlled by this compulsory order."

"It doesn't matter. What I'm pursuing is eternal peace of mind, and the same applies to those around me. If you stay by my side and still feel uneasy, then neither of us can be happy."

"Will you give the initiative to the Servant? I am the witch who betrayed you. Sometimes I don't even know what I will do under the control of my emotions..."

Medea wanted to argue something more. Unlike before, the two people's positions seemed to have been reversed, but Roland ended Medea's words with just one sentence.

"I believe you."

"...Huh," Medea lowered her head slightly, with an imperceptible arc at the corner of her mouth. Was she proud that her master believed in her, or was she happy that she had met someone who understood her?

She stood up and walked towards Roland with a sweet taste.

"Well, immature Master, let us live in harmony until the inevitable victory comes?"

Roland looked at Medea in confusion, and suddenly felt a fragrant breath accompanied by a figure, and then he fell straight into his arms, and he felt a cold feeling on his neck.

A pair of slender arms wrapped around him.

Medea slowly lowered her arms, and Roland felt that she seemed to rub his lower abdomen intentionally.

"You're too close."

Roland said in a deep voice, ruthlessly pressing down Medea's head as it approached him, and pushing her a little further away from him.

During this process, Medea's hood naturally slipped down.

Different from what Roland had in mind, the Medea in his arms, although extremely beautiful, did not look mature. Instead, she had a noble and pure temperament, like a princess, but her eyes were full of enchantment.

It's really strange that these two contradictory temperaments, charm and purity, are unified in the girl.

She clearly has the legendary treasure of the Ten Thousand Laws Breaking Precepts Talisman? And her performance also has the feeling of the witch period, how could it be?

Roland subconsciously held Medea's waist and looked at the girl in front of him, unable to hide the surprise on his face.

"Medea... Lily?"

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Chapter 39 Stand Attack

"I put the Golden Fleece there. This catalyst should only summon Medea, right?"

Facing Roland's question, Medea raised her head and said seriously, "But I am Medea. Although my current physical body is still that of a girl, the legend of my future has indeed been superimposed on me. To be honest, I am also very distressed. I just graduated from my master yesterday, but suddenly I have gained the memory of the future and have been given such a bad reputation."

She knew what kind of tragedy her character would cause. The memories of her girlhood made her unconsciously desire a relationship that started with a blind date, but the memories of the future warned her that she must never give her love away.

Once you give your love, what you will most likely get in return is betrayal.

The superposition of the two legends not only gave Medea experience, but also gave her two completely different treasures, but it also created a contradictory psychology in her.

Unable to trust others, yet longing for love, she seems to be quite evasive in this state of mind. She doesn't care about things like the Holy Grail at all and just wants to take things one step at a time.

If the Master can still accept it, then see what will happen next. If the Master cannot accept it, she will directly terminate the contract and wait for herself to perish after her magic power is exhausted.

"How could it turn out like this? How did it happen?"

Roland understood the current situation. After all, he had once been into the game called FGO. In the singularity of the Sea of ​​End, his opponent had appeared in a more immature form.

What he couldn't understand was how this could happen.

"If you really want to find a reason, it can only be you, Master."

Medea paused, and a charming smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"Master, you have a sense of peculiarity that is out of place in the modern world, whether it's magic, soul, or that abnormal feeling that cannot be observed. It's better to say that you are destined to summon only abnormal characters."

Roland quickly realized the ability given by the Holy Lord that he had overlooked.

"A person of natural nobility?"

Roland smiled helplessly and said, "Forget it. It doesn't matter in terms of the result."

Gazing at the surprise and joy on Roland's face, Medea only felt a sweet and healing feeling filling her empty heart.

Even if the witch of betrayal is indeed a possibility for her future, she is still just the pure Medea now. She should be able to choose to love, right?

Even if the future is unpredictable, even if the past is always there, but at this moment, the joy and trust that the man in front of her has for her, who has been labeled a betrayer, is real, and that is enough.

Suddenly, Roland felt his trouser leg being tugged hard by a small hand.

Matou Sakura hugged Roland's legs with all her limbs like a koala, and looked at him with resentful eyes, revealing a very jealous expression, as if a hardworking wife caught her husband who was having a dissolute life outside.

Roland reached out and touched Matou Sakura's head.

"Okay, Sakura, today's mission is over, go to bed."

"don't want……"

Although she is very precocious, Sakura Matou, who is still ignorant about many things, cannot understand Medea's emotions, but she still instinctively senses that something is wrong.

"It's okay, Master." Medea smiled, squatted down slightly, and said to Matou Sakura: "You call me Sakura, right? From now on, let's get along well."

Humph, although her body is still that of a girl, she has the memory of the future. In terms of being a virtuous wife, she has already surpassed others.

Sakura Matou pouted her mouth angrily, and taking advantage of the time when Medea was away, she climbed into Roland's arms, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

"Ying, be obedient..."

Roland simply touched Matou Sakura's head gently. Matou Sakura's behavior in the previous Contract Saint Time had made him let down his guard against this child, and his already tolerant attitude towards her experience softened even more.

"sleep together……"

Matou Sakura buried her head in Roland's clothes and said in a muffled voice.

"what?"

"I want to sleep with Lord Roland. Sakura is afraid of being alone."

"Let's make today a special case."

Looking at Matou Sakura's clingy look, Roland sighed.

"Then I'll take Sakura upstairs to rest. Speaking of which, Caster's most proud ability is decorating the workshop, so I'll leave it to you tonight."

"Yes, master."

Medea agreed verbally and followed Roland silently.

"Why are you following me?"

"Because the center of this base is the master's room, using that place as the fulcrum of the barrier will have a better effect."

"is it?"

"Of course, although I'm just a caster, I still know a thing or two about magic."