I, Fu Yuan, Will Destroy the Holy Grail War

After hearing Fu Yuan's words, Scáthach lowered her head slightly.

"..."

Scáthach fell silent for a moment. No one had ever torn the clothes she materialized from magic before. If Fu Yuan hadn't pointed it out, her battle-lust would have prevented her from realizing she was exposing a whiteness unseen for thousands of years.

Upon realizing her predicament, Scáthach let go of the scarlet spear in her hand and cast a primal Rune Magic spell on her chest.

The Rune Magic Scáthach wielded was not the low-level magic used by modern mages.

The Rune Magic she possessed held the power of the Age of Gods, discovered by the great Norse god Odin after hanging himself upside down from the World Tree for nine days and nine nights.

Therefore, the eighteen primal Rune Magic spells Scáthach mastered possessed various functions, including healing.

As the Rune Magic glowed, Scáthach's chest wound was healed.

Then, Scáthach circulated the magic within her body, and a purplish-red mana began to cover her delicate form, repairing her torn clothes.

She hid the beauty that had never been seen by others.

Oh, wait... the beauty Scáthach hid was no longer unseen. The person who had witnessed everything was right in front of her.

With her clothes repaired, Scáthach looked at Fu Yuan, who had turned his head away. This young man was now acting as if he couldn't bear to look.

But as Scáthach looked at Fu Yuan's slightly flushed, handsome face, the corners of her lips involuntarily curved upward, a smile appearing on her beautiful features.

How should she put it? Scáthach found this man, who was capable of killing her, to be a little cute.

Despite possessing such immense power, he acted like a young boy who had never encountered a girl before, his breathing quickening and his face flushing red upon seeing her exposed 'scenery.'

Of course!

Isn't that only natural?

After all, Fu Yuan was a healthy nineteen-year-old boy. For him, who had no experience with adult women, was it really a problem to blush at the sight of a girl's chest?

There was no problem with that, right!

Therefore, the subtle contrast displayed by Fu Yuan couldn't help but bring a smile to Scáthach's lips.

Now, Fu Yuan had no intention of continuing the fight, and Scáthach couldn't force him. While a forced melon might quench thirst, it wouldn't be sweet.

What Scáthach wanted was a battle where Fu Yuan gave his all; she didn't need a fight devoid of his fighting spirit.

Furthermore, the accidental exposure incident earlier had significantly diminished the battle lust that Fu Yuan had ignited in her.

Let's end it here then.

Scáthach, parting her cherry lips, spoke to Fu Yuan, who had turned his head, "I'm fine now. You don't need to keep your head turned."

Fine?

Thanks, sis, I'm fine too!

Upon hearing Scáthach's words, Fu Yuan first stealthily glanced in her direction. Seeing that her previously torn clothes had been restored, he let out a sigh of relief.

But after his relief, a sense of 'loss' suddenly surged within him, a feeling of reluctance and sadness as if he had lost something precious.

Tsk, what a pitiful little boy.

Chapter 31: Scáthach: You want to finish and run?

The Queen of the Land of Shadows had keen senses, especially now, as her entire attention was focused on Fu Yuan. She sensed his feeling of loss.

A man who was fierce and sharp in battle had, in the blink of an eye, turned into a shy boy embarrassed by what he had seen, causing Scáthach to wear a half-smile.

How should she put it? Scáthach now felt that the scenery she had never shown anyone before seemed quite worthwhile, actually eliciting such an expression from this man.

From a 'woman's' perspective, she should be proud now, shouldn't she?

Scáthach's half-smile made Fu Yuan feel uneasy. He coughed lightly to cover his awkwardness and then said, "Our spar is over, so... goodbye!"

Seeing Fu Yuan about to flee, Scáthach said nonchalantly, "You brought me all the way here, did some intense things, and now you're just going to leave me behind? Don't you find that improper?"

Scáthach had no intention of letting this man leave just like that.

After all, you did all those things and now you want to run!

"You..." Fu Yuan, rendered speechless, looked at Scáthach and said with a hint of helplessness, "Can you be clearer when you speak?"

"We came here for a spar. What do you mean by 'did some intense things'? Speaking like that will make people misunderstand."

"Who else is here besides us?" Scáthach said, shrugging her shoulders.

There's no one else...

But Fu Yuan was talking about himself just now!

He himself would misunderstand!

Fu Yuan suppressed his wild thoughts and pointed at the gate to the Land of Shadows that Scáthach had summoned. "Your Skeleton Soldiers from the Land of Shadows can come out from here, so you should be able to return to the Land of Shadows through this gate as well, right?"

"...No, I can't," Scáthach replied.

Wait, wait, wait! What was that subtle pause just now, Scáthach!

You were lying just now, weren't you!

That's why Scáthach paused for a moment before answering Fu Yuan!

Scáthach could indeed return to the Land of Shadows by passing through its gate.

But… why would Scáthach want to return to the Land of Shadows?

After all, she had encountered a man who could potentially kill her.

Therefore, Scáthach, who had met someone who could fulfill her 'wish,' did not want to return to the Land of Shadows through its gate.

If Scáthach chose to return to the Land of Shadows, she would end up alone there once more, gazing at the inevitable end, the timing of which was unknown.

Afterward, Scáthach would pass away tediously as the end arrived.

This manner of death was precisely what Scáthach, as a warrior, detested the most.

Thus, Scáthach no longer wished to return to the dead, empty Land of Shadows.