Sajyou Manaka Wanted to Kill Rovi

Strictly speaking, this country, which considers itself a 'hegemon' in modern international affairs, is not truly without Servant.

Apart from President Edison, who brought together the power of all presidents and appeared under the name ' Washington '.

There are also other modern heroes.

In an era where the Holy Grail has appeared, mysteries have been established, and legends have become true, the more ancient the era, the more powerful the hero is believed to possess.

This is common knowledge that anyone with even a slight understanding of the mystical realm can know.

Given the strength of a nation, it is not difficult for them to obtain such information, nor is it difficult to understand their actions of risking danger to summon the ancient gods of this land, who have little connection with them and who exist on this land, to descend and manifest.

However, the final conclusion was also as expected.

Just like the little girl who called herself 'Abi' muttered to herself, they were glad that they had summoned a benevolent god and not an evil one, otherwise disaster might have already struck this land.

It is not difficult to understand, but it does not mean it is reasonable.

At least the blonde figure standing there at this moment, gazing at the young girl before him, expressed bewilderment at this irrationality.

Because of his/her status.

And also because of its origin.

"Divine Messenger from beyond the universe?"

"Does big sister know me?" 'Abi' blinked.

The figure before her was clearly reflected in her eyes.

A woman with a feathered headdress and ancient-style clothing, tall and athletic, with a face that, while not delicate, possesses a wild charm.

"Ah, we know each other, but I never expected those terrifying guys to choose such a cute child like you as their Servant." The woman revealed a rather dashing smile, "With you here... why would they go to all this trouble to summon me?"

Yes, she is the goddess summoned by the overlord kingdom.

Quetzalcoatl Feathered Serpent God.

The Feathered Serpent God is an ancient chief deity worshipped by the Mayan civilization, the inhabitants of the Americas, a land of hegemony. Its physical form is extremely large, yet even such a being still showed inexplicable fear towards the seemingly delicate and innocent little girl before him.

Divine Messenger.

Messenger of the Old Ones.

"I am also an existence from the universe... Although I was inexplicably taken as a god's worship, I can never forget those guys behind you—" Feathered Serpent God, whose true form is a 'divine fungus' that descended to Earth from the vast sea of stars.

It resides within the massive skeleton of a creature, controls and occupies its existence, and displays immense power, which is why it is worshipped as a deity.

'Abi' tilted her head: 'What is big sister talking about?'

"I'm not from this country, you know. I just happened to live here."

Her short, golden hair fluttered in the wind, and the hat she wore tilted and swayed. The little girl wore a black, fluffy skirt, and the bottom of her lotus-shaped pants extended to reveal her fair and delicate legs. She was as exquisite as a porcelain doll and radiated an innocent smile, "I believe in the one and only 'Lord,' and I follow the unknowable and indescribable 'God.'"

She was the protagonist of Witch Trial Incident ' that occurred on this land beneath their feet in the 18th century.

In that incident, the girl, a member of the Puritans who believed in the one true 'Lord', summoned the 'demon'.

This attracted the attention of a god who could not be looked at directly.

The One Who Unifies All Things, the All-Knowing and All-Seeing God.

Yog-Sothoth.

That was a girl whose full name was Abigail Williams, who was the girl in front of them.

She truly exists on this land.

But they never belonged to this place.

"My heart has been given to the one and only 'Lord'... I'm not here to find you, big sister."

"I'm going to play with my big brother now, goodbye!"

A tender, clear voice echoed atop the goddess statue. Feathered Serpent God gazed at the golden light scattering before her and the Servant of the spirit servants.

She crossed her arms and shook the long feathers extending from the hair ornament on her head.

"A god who cannot be looked upon directly, a god whose name cannot be spoken..."

"—Japan." She narrowed her eyes as she gazed at the direction Abigail had headed. "Perhaps I should go and see it too?"

Feathered Serpent God paused slightly as he turned his head one last time, glancing at the ground beneath his feet.

This country is not actually weak.

Even if its history is not very long.

but...

"Modern Heroic Spirit are not necessarily weak."

"If we keep focusing on the ancient times, this country will soon decline."

The last sound faded away.

This isn't a warning, just a reflection I'm sharing with myself.

—Her people have been slaughtered by the people of this country. To her, they are invaders, Feathered Serpent God has no obligation, much less the possibility, to help them.

Not slaughtering is already a magnanimous act of a benevolent god.

The blond figure then disappeared and left the country.

To cross the ocean.

In Japan, the clear sunlight illuminates the bustling areas of Tokyo, and the gleaming lights ripple among the towering skyscrapers.

In the top-floor luxury suite of the Grand Tokyo Hotel, a spirited voice rang out from the window. "After such a passionate night, you two are still clinging to each other even now?"

Rovi opened his eyes, feeling the soft, delicate touch beside him and the warmth of their skin against each other. As he exhaled, he also saw Scathach by the window, wearing only a thin shirt and with her long, dark purple hair flowing freely.

"Isn't this your fault?"

"This isn't my fault, you know?" Scathach smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the mess on the bed and another version of herself still tightly embracing Rovi, seemingly asleep. "Weren't you the one who took the initiative last night?"

"What? Just like a puppet for you to manipulate?" Rovi was not ashamed at all.

Since we can't avoid it, there's no harm in enjoying it.

In any case, it was all a 'misfortune' he had created himself— Rovi never thought of avoiding it, nor did he ever think of escaping it.

This kind of thing seems to have been inevitable sooner or later.

That is why they left the Shadow Country early on; the land covered in shadows and rocks seems somewhat cold and lacking in charm.

"Or do you expect me to be shy like a middle school boy?"

"Those with fragile hearts are not worthy of my attention." Scathach flicked a strand of hair behind her ear, her lips slightly parted. "Then, my other 'me,' are you not going to open your eyes?"

Skadi, who was embracing Rovi, trembled slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, but she did not open her eyes.

Shy, embarrassed.

Last night, Scathach and Skadi's mixed doubles match lasted until late into the night. From shyness to letting loose, this Nordic Snow Mountain Goddess also appeared extremely unrestrained.

Even now, looking back, I sometimes feel embarrassed and annoyed by the memory.

"I won't bother you anymore." Scathach waved her hand, a smile on her face. "Anyway, I've already taken advantage of you."

"I'm not afraid you'll run away."

Leaving behind slightly sarcastic words, Scathach's figure vanished into the wind.

Rovi sighed and looked down at Skadi, whose long purple hair was loose and who was still clinging tightly to him.

"Shouldn't you be awake by now?"

"Hmm... not awake."

"If you're going to pretend to be asleep, at least make it convincing. Besides, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Rovi paused, swallowing back the words, "You're a grown man."

We almost killed the conversation.

The next second, Rovi noticed that the figure in his arms paused, her purple hair falling loose, revealing her pretty face and sparkling red eyes.

"Rovi".

"Exist."

Why did you wake up?

"What?"

"If this is a dream... I'd like to stay here forever, just like this, forever and ever, with you!"

"..."

The goddess of purity remains as pure as ever, even after the passage of time.

Rovi rolled over.

"Since that's the case, let's see this dream through to the end!"

"Huh—?"

Then came a cry of alarm mixed with a hint of surprise.

Previously it was mixed doubles.

Now, it's a one-on-one duel... Of course, Skadi is different from Scathach, who already possesses a certain 'original' potential.

She did make progress during this long period, but she spent most of her time asleep.

Even now, Ruyi only possesses the basic theoretical foundation of Divine Being level being, equivalent to the power of a Top-tier Heroic Spirit Servant.

So the battle ended very quickly after it began.

From sunrise to the period of intense sunlight...

"Rovi, are you leaving?"

"No—I'm just going to buy some food, I'll be right back."

"Yes, I believe in Rovi." Just like I believed in him three thousand years ago in the Nordic period, and I waited for him.

Rovi ruffled Skadi's hair, then dressed and left the room.

"Just like that?" Scathach's voice echoed in the room again after she left.

Skadi was taken aback.

"I was just watching... the other 'me' the whole time." Scathach ignored Skadi, who suddenly became shy again, and crossed her arms. "Your strength is still too weak. A Divine Being level being... can't bear his weight."

"Looks like what's next—"

"You'll need some 'special training'!"

Rovi was unaware of what had happened behind his back.

But he knew Scathach had returned; he just didn't say it outright.

So I'm not worried about my safety.

After all, he envisioned himself returning soon.

I just came out to buy some food.

Yes, that's how it was originally...

"Hello, this is your takeout order, thank you for your kind consideration..."

First floor of the hotel.

Rovi raised his hand and reached out for the food handed to him by the smiling waiter.

But the sudden "poof" sound made the waiter's face instantly show a look of horror.

Looking at the bloodstains on the food box in the other person's hand, then down at the blade protruding from his chest, Rovi scratched his head. "Are you trying to create a new Holy Grail out of thin air?"

He turned his head and looked behind him.

"So it really didn't work... I clearly covered this sword with the power of immortality?" A voice, tinged with hope yet mixed with excitement, rang out.

A long green dress swayed behind her, her short, slender, shimmering golden hair fluttered in the wind, and the girl with delicate features stared thoughtfully at the small knife she had retrieved from her hand, now stained with blood and radiating an inexplicable glow.

But soon, she composed herself, smiled, and lifted her skirt, as if it were someone else who had suddenly stabbed her.

"We meet again, Rovi-senpai."

"I am Sajyou Manaka."

"My memory isn't that bad, it's just that this way of greeting is a bit too unusual." Rovi waved his hand. The wound on his chest had already disappeared the moment his opponent withdrew his knife, and even his clothes were restored to their original state without any damage.

He seemed completely unconcerned about being stabbed.

Without feeling pain, one is still a long way from dying.

No, strictly speaking, it wouldn't be accurate to say he didn't care—he still felt a little regretful.

He regretted that the other party had not been able to kill him directly.

Rovi pushed the food box in his hand to the waiter, ignoring the waiter's frightened expression. "Please take this to the deluxe set meal on the top floor."

He doesn't plan to go back for the time being.

The girl named ' Sajyou Manaka ', the princess connected to the Root, is not strong in direct combat, but her methods are undoubtedly endless. She is insignificant to Scathach, but even with a trace of the original characteristics, she is easily caught off guard by such a being.

Not to mention the 'weak' Skadi.

Given the extreme danger, Rovi certainly couldn't take her to the top floor of the hotel.

It seems that Sajyou Manaka has become attached to me—so I'll take her around and give her more chances to kill me!

"Come on, you must have come to see me for something, right?"

"Of course."

Sajyou Manaka swayed slightly. "Would killing you... count as something?"

"Yes, it counts, and it's very important. I'm afraid you don't have enough plans to kill me."

Why do you look like you couldn't be happier?

"Because I'm confident you can't kill me."

"Eh—? You're quite confident, aren't you, Rovi-senpai?"

"High skill breeds boldness; confidence is a good thing."

"I see..."

As soon as she finished speaking, with a 'pfft' sound, Sajyou Manaka suddenly stabbed Rovi again.

But seeing that Rovi's expression remained completely unchanged, the girl couldn't help but blink her blue eyes. "Looks like you've lost again?"

"Aren't you even going to switch knives? Can you please be a little more professional?"

"What does it matter? As long as the spell is changed, it'll be fine, right?" Sajyou Manaka waved the knife in her hand.

Looking at this 'familiar' action, Rovi asked, "So, are you going to lick it yourself next and then say that the knife is poisoned?"

"Do I look that stupid to Rovi-senpai?"

"I'm sorry, we've only just met, and you're not in my heart."

"That's really blunt language... I Rovi-senpai isn't very popular with girls, is he?"

"If only that were true."

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway."

Aika clasped her hands together, holding the hilt of the sword between her palms, her pretty and delicate face smiling nonchalantly, "Anyway, as long as I kill you... that's all that matters?"

"Right now, I'm increasingly eager to see what you look like when you die..."

"Rovi-senpai!"