Ex-Machina on a Dimensional Travel

Looking at the white grains of rice spilling from the villagers' arms, Fujimaru Ritsuka could not help feeling a little surprised.

"Hehe, you saw that right."

The corners of Da Vinci's lips curled slightly. Just as she had said before, Tawara Touta was perfectly suited to the current predicament of the Village at the Foot of the Mountain.

"That rice is the manifestation of Mr. Tawara Touta's power." As she spoke, she walked over to the boy and took the opportunity to get a handful of Fou's oil from the creature on the girl beside him.

"Since you're so curious, why not go see it for yourselves?"

Those words, like a devil's temptation, instantly stirred the boy's curiosity.

"That's true. Mashu, Da Vinci, let's go take a look."

"Okay~"

Da Vinci smiled and, after receiving Fou's unwilling glare, withdrew her oil-covered left hand.

"What about you, Mashu?"

"I don't mind."

The girl did not particularly care either way. Besides, like the boy, her curiosity had been piqued by their companion's words.

Although, like Da Vinci, she knew the legend of Tawara Touta and could roughly guess how his Noble Phantasm manifested itself,

the display of a Servant's Noble Phantasm was enough to arouse her curiosity.

"Mm, then that makes three votes in favor."

Da Vinci clapped her hands and immediately walked to the front of the group.

With a staff raised in one hand and a cube resting in the other, she led her two juniors into the village like a tour guide.

Tap, tap, tap—

Across the desolate desert, a beautiful woman dressed as a monk ran with all her might beneath the blazing sun.

Her long, ink-black hair streamed behind her in the wind.

A pair of surging "human hearts" bounced wildly as she ran,