Forced to Leave the Stage / The Magical Girls' Doomsday Is Here

"Huh?!" Kiyohime was stunned! What's going on?! Why did you quote her lines?!

"Yes, that's what I think too."

Red A nodded as well. He also wanted to hand over his Spirit Origin to Mikaela, since he was leaving the stage today and might as well give it to her.

"No." Mikaela shook her head, looking at Red A and Cú Chulainn speechlessly. "I only need one Spirit Origin. If too many Spirit Origin are stuffed into my body, I think I might 'explode'."

Mikaela would never forget the pain of having her Spirit Origin forcibly inserted into her body and undergoing fusion.

"..." Medusa really wanted to ask, "Then why do you want my Spirit Origin?"

However, she didn't say it out loud. After all, Mikaela wanted her Spirit Origin instead of Kiyohime's Spirit Origin, which must have been a well-thought-out decision.

"Sigh." Sigurd sighed inexplicably, as if somewhat disappointed.

This Hassan of the Hundred Faces was standing nearby, speechless. This great hero who slayed the dragon was also planning to give his Spirit Origin to his Little Master?

"And what about me?! My Spirit Origin, do you need it?"

At this moment, Kiyohime jumped out. From the beginning, she had intended to give the Spirit Origin to Mikaela, but now she suddenly realized that Mikaela seemed to have no need for the Spirit Origin anyone except Medusa.

"..." Mikaela glanced at Kiyohime, unsure of what to say for a moment.

He really didn't want Kiyohime's Spirit Origin, after all, she was too weak! In terms of strength, she couldn't compare to Valkyrie or Medusa at all.

"Well."

Mikaela sighed softly. Although she didn't say much, it was clear from Kiyohime's somewhat desperate face that she understood she was being disliked.

This immediately made Kiyohime question her existence. Her confidently unleashed ultimate technique was actually being rejected?!

"Well then, Medusa, I'm sorry." Mikaela stood up and looked at Medusa calmly, saying, "I'm going to take your Spirit Origin."

"Hmm..." Medusa did not resist. After all, the other party had allowed her to see her older sister, so this reward was only right.

At this moment, Mikaela felt a surge of extreme dissatisfaction from the depths of her heart, but that dissatisfaction was immediately suppressed. It seemed that the goddess was somewhat angry.

"Click".

Because Mikaela doesn't know how to perfectly dissect Servant's Spirit Origin, she has now become Brynhildr again.

"Oh!!!" Sigurd exclaimed excitedly!

"Ah! How sad."

Brynhildr looked at Sigurd with tears in her eyes. Suddenly, a spear appeared in her hand. Unable to suppress her love, she wanted to stab Sigurd through the heart without saying a word.

However, Mikaela forcefully stopped the other party's actions, saying calmly, "With me here, you can communicate normally. I will suppress that murderous intent."

"Thank you, thank you." Brynhildr, with tears in her eyes, threw herself into Sigurd's arms.

P. S.: "It's my mom's birthday today, and I drank a lot of alcohol. Sorry, I can't write a second chapter; my head is spinning."

Transformation into a Cute Girl in Another World

Synopsis: Suddenly transported to another world? With a transformation system? And turned into a girl?! Are you kidding me?! I'm a grown man!

This book is also known as "My Ability in Another World is to Transform into a Cute Girl".

Chapter 247 Forced Exit (First Update)

After spending a little time together, Sigurd and Brynhildr stopped talking, even though they wanted to continue their conversation.

However, Brynhildr knew that she was able to emerge because of the energy given to her by this young man, and she did not want his energy to disappear without a trace.

"Hmm." Medusa looked at Brynhildr, a sense of understanding flashing through her mind. Sure enough, this was also the original. No wonder Valkyrie betrayed her.

If she had discovered from the beginning that Mikaela could completely transform into her two older sisters, she might very well have knelt down and then found an opportunity to betray her Master.

After all, it takes a lot of magic to transform someone into her likeness. Although she had a lot to say to Sigurd, Brynhildr didn't want to waste the magic that Mikaela had accumulated over the years.

That's the magic that the other party has painstakingly accumulated; it shouldn't be wasted meaninglessly by me.

"Excuse me." Brynhildr lowered her head and stretched out her finger to draw runes on Medusa's body.

"I see." Cú Chulainn and Sigurd seemed to understand something. They were naturally knowledgeable about runes, so they could tell at a glance what Brynhildr was drawing.

Soon, Medusa turned into light, her body shimmering with golden light. She could feel herself being enveloped in a warm ray of sunlight, but her life was also rapidly ending.

"I am satisfied."

Seemingly thinking of her second sister, Medusa closed her eyes, transformed into a Golden Cube, and landed in Brynhildr's hand.

"Well then, I'll head back now." Brynhildr looked at Sigurd with some reluctance. She had finally managed to suppress the murderous intent in her heart with Mikaela, but she couldn't stay here for too long.

"..." Sigurd seemed to want to say something, but in the end he sighed and didn't say anything.

After returning to her original form, Mikaela took out a blank card and put Medusa's Spirit Origin into it. Her card had a storage function. Although storage also required energy consumption, with more than three years of magic power, she could almost ignore the consumption of storing magic power.

Soon, Mikaela took out the Medusa card again, crushed it, and transformed herself into Medusa.

A few minutes later, he changed back to his original form and looked at the other Servant, asking, "How do you plan to leave?"

It's almost morning now, and the other Servant have no intention of fighting for the Holy Grail or continuing the battle, so leaving the stage now is the best option.

"Me? I don't care~ Or, how about I perform a suicide?" Cú Chulainn glanced at his staff, then looked at Mikaela and smiled, "Although suicide is the fastest way to leave, let's leave in a more humane way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cú Chulainn approached Red Hare and smiled, "Let's leave together. I can sever your connection with your Master and then disappear from this world."

"Oh? In that case, I don't object." Red Hare sat on the ground, his fighting desires satisfied, and now he was full and satisfied.

"Give me a hand."

Hassan of the Arm and Hassan of the Hundred Faces also looked at Sigurd. They were of no use either, so they might as well just leave the stage.

"Hmm." Sigurd nodded slightly. He also knew Rune Magecraft, so he could sever the magic lines of Hassan of the Arm and Hassan of the Hundred Faces, thus eliminating them from the scene quickly.

"No!! Please let me become your Spirit Origin and enter your body." Kiyohime hugged Mikaela, insisting on entering Mikaela's body no matter what.

"..."

Mikaela was helpless. He genuinely didn't want Kiyohime's Spirit Origin, because Kiyohime's attitude seemed to imply that she didn't want it!

If you don't accept me, I won't leave! The Holy Grail War isn't over yet anyway!!! Even if they all leave, I won't go!

"I don't like lying, but I really can't accept your Spirit Origin." Mikaela knew that lying would make Kiyohime furious immediately, so he said calmly, "Because I already have Medusa and Valkyrie's Spirit Origin. I can accept your Spirit Origin, but what if I do?"

"I need to expend a lot of magic to maintain your Spirit Origin. If you force me to merge, my body will explode due to the conflict Spirit Origin."

"The conclusion is: do you want me dead?"

Mikaela stared at Kiyohime. He was telling the truth, because Kiyohime would instantly see through any lies!

"Ah..."

Kiyohime looked at Mikaela's expressionless face and seemed to realize that her actions were harming Lady Anchin. Her face turned pale and she said sadly, "Ah, even my last wish can't be fulfilled? How cruel."

"It's not a question of whether it can be done, but rather that your request is causing him considerable distress." Cú Chulainn, drawing Red Hare, said somewhat exasperatedly, "You should probably be more considerate. A kiss or something, he'd probably accept that..."

Mikaela silently took a few steps back, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.

"Oh my god!! Why didn't I think of that?! Thank you, Caster!" Kiyohime seemed very happy.

The next moment!! Kiyohime's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered a new world, and without saying a word, she pounced on Mikaela.

"Snap!"

With the sound of the card shattering, Mikaela decisively crushed it, and the Oath of Judas extended more than thirty chains to firmly bind Kiyohime.

"Jeanne d'Arc, do me a favor."

Seemingly anticipating what would happen next, after binding Kiyohime, Mikaela immediately turned to Jeanne d'Arc and pleaded, "Let Kiyohime force her to leave the stage. It's a pity, but it's indeed time for her to leave."

"Huh?" Jeanne d'Arc was still eating roast meat. She turned her head in confusion, not understanding why things had happened so suddenly.

"It's a pity that it's no longer available."

Mikaela's face was utterly ruthless, like the president of a game company who was planning to make a game unavailable!

"Boom—!!" Flames erupted from the chains, and Kiyohime seemed to be about to unleash her Noble Phantasm.

"Ah, I understand. In the name of the Command Seal, leave the stage! Berserker." Jeanne d'Arc understood, and she decisively gave the order for Kiyohime to leave the stage.

"Aaaaaah!!! Lord Anchin!!! You won't even give me a single kiss?! That's so heartless!"

PS: "Sigh~ There's no longer any content about a certain academy in this book. I checked it chapter by chapter today, and most of it has been deleted or modified. Don't mention it in the book reviews."

PS: "I also feel helpless. Why didn't he write a good, uplifting story instead of doing these things? He deserved to die! What a pity for Bones Studio!"

Chapter 248 The End of the True Magic Girls Has Arrived (Second Update)

With Kiyohime's departure, the others also left the stage one after another, including Red Hare, Cú Chulainn, Hassan of the Arm, Hassan of the Hundred Faces, Red A, and Sigurd.

In one night, all the Servant the Red and Black sides were wiped out. The difference was that the Black Faction was forced to self-destruct, while the Red Faction, after winning the Holy Grail War, disdained the prize 'Holy Grail' and instead enjoyed a big meal before leaving the stage one after another.

"So, as the Ruler, when do you plan to leave the stage?" Mikaela looked at Jeanne d'Arc, wanting to know when she intended to exit.

Logically speaking, once all the other Servant have left the stage, Jeanne d'Arc's value as a Ruler is lost.

"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, I'll probably be leaving tomorrow." Jeanne d'Arc thought for a moment, then said calmly, "After all, the Holy Grail War is over, and my existence was a mistake."

"Hmm." Mikaela looked at the slowly rising sun and sighed, "Now I can continue to enjoy my peaceful life."

"A peaceful life?"

The scene flashed through Jeanne d'Arc's mind, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes. The Lord's revelation would surely come true, but she now had an impulse to tell Mikaela the revelation, to let him know what he would encounter in the future.

Peace-loving people like Mikaela should not suffer such pain.

That revelation was filled with despair. What kind of enemy could have caused Mikaela, who was so adept at fighting in the Fourteen Holy Grail War, to be seriously injured and fall to the ground?

"Saber," Jeanne d'Arc said to Mikaela with unwavering determination, "You must live a happy and fulfilling life."

"Um?"

Mikaela tilted her head and glanced at Jeanne d'Arc, not understanding why she said that, but she quickly gave a kind smile and said, "Thank you, I will definitely live a happy life."

After saying that, Mikaela walked towards the house.

As Red A left the stage, he casually tidied up the plates and trash, and now Mikaela could just go to sleep.

"Lord, what did you see?"

Watching Mikaela's retreating figure, Jeanne d'Arc murmured to herself, "Could this be a test that Saber must face?"

After taking a short nap, Mikaela emerged from the Oath of Judas; it was already noon.

When Mikaela reached the second floor, he saw that Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel had already packed their luggage.

"Shall we set off now?" Mikaela asked, looking at Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel. "Do you need me to make you anything to eat?"

"No, we need to catch our flight."

Emiya Kiritsugu smiled, placed his hand on Irisviel, and sighed, "Although I've only been here for a few days, this Holy Grail War has almost drained my intelligence. I plan to find a job when I get back."

"Work?" Mikaela looked at Emiya Kiritsugu with a strange expression and said, "You don't want to become a mercenary again, do you?"

"How could that be?"

Emiya Kiritsugu smiled wryly and said, "I'm retired now, and I can't continue those kinds of activities in order to better take care of Illya."

"What's more, because of Irisviel, my body is already pineapple-pineapple."

The moment those words left her mouth, Irisviel grabbed Emiya Kiritsugu's soft flesh and spun him around 360 degrees without saying a word.

What do you mean by "because of her"? It's not her fault at all!

"So what do you want to do, become a teacher?" Mikaela suppressed a laugh, looking at Emiya Kiritsugu's face, which was contorted with pain, and continued to ask, "If you want to continue being a teacher, then I think that's fine."

"No, no, no, haven't light novels and manga become popular in Japan lately?"

Emiya Kiritsugu lit a cigarette and said calmly, "It's just that those manga are too childish and can't stand any scrutiny. I think it's necessary to revise their ideas."

"??????"

Mikaela's face was full of questions. What the heck? Emiya Kiritsugu, what are you trying to do?

"Illya started complaining that your stories weren't interesting enough, not as good as Pretty Cure and True Magic Girl." Irisviel released Emiya Kiritsugu's soft flesh, covered her mouth and chuckled, "That's why you want to become a light novelist and manga artist, isn't it?"

"..." Emiya Kiritsugu's face darkened; it seemed Irisviel had guessed correctly.

"Cough cough."