My Chat Group Is Too Strange

Mo Wang couldn't help but complain.

Cú Chulainn really was good at flattering himself.

Never mind that Saber Alter now had a whole army of Servants under her command—even Saber Alter herself was among the very strongest Servants.

With the Holy Grail supplying her magical energy, she could fire off those massive Holy Sword beams without stopping.

A complete Artoria, and Doggy wanted to fight her with his life on the line?

"So, what are you planning to do now, Mo Wang?"

Olga Marie was exhausted by this point.

One thing after another had made her realize that she simply had no way of commanding the current team.

So she might as well hand over authority and let Mo Wang do whatever he wanted.

"A plan? What's that supposed to be?"

Mo Wang waved a hand grandly.

"We'll just slaughter our way straight through! The mooks along the way can help Mashu level up and unlock her Noble Phantasm or something. We just kill, kill, kill, and we're done!"

"Are you serious?" Cú Chulainn stared blankly at Mo Wang. He seriously suspected that his Master had been possessed by some guy called ***. Even he wasn't this reckless!

"Has he always been this reckless?" Cú Chulainn asked Mashu and Olga Marie.

The two of them nodded awkwardly.

PS: Someone said today that I'm dragging things out, emmmmm.

Then let me ask you, let me ask you...

What am I supposed to do?

Since it's come to this, I can only evolve into a three-updates-a-day beast from today onward.

I'll keep pumping out updates after it goes premium too (collapsed.jpg).

It was proven that ordinary dogs couldn't beat mad dogs (Third Update)

"Don't look at me like that! If you aren't planning to slaughter your way straight through, are you thinking of finding teammates around here or something?"

"There are no other helpers in this damned place besides us. If we don't slaughter our way through, what other options do we have? We can't just rot here, can we?"

Hearing Mo Wang's words, everyone looked at each other.

Fine, it sounded rough, but it unexpectedly made sense.

In their current situation, Chaldea couldn't provide much support, and enemies surrounded them. It really seemed like they could only fight their way through.

"That's why we're like a Hero's party that has entered the Demon King's castle. We just need to find a way to fight our way to the Demon King."

"They're the ones who have more things to worry about."

"Senpai, the analogy about charging into the Demon King's castle is pretty fitting, but... why do I feel like you're more like the Demon King?"

Mashu complained from the side.

Rather than a Hero charging into the Demon King's castle, this was more like a Demon King storming a royal palace, wasn't it? And the kind of Demon King who liked kidnapping Princesses. (Artoria: ?)

"Enough of that! Let's hurry up and snatch Saber back, guys!"

Led by Mo Wang, the Chaldea group set off toward the Holy Grail's location.

Their advance went quite smoothly.

Aside from a bunch of brainless skeleton soldiers, there was nothing else worth worrying about.

That also made for perfect leveling material for Mashu.

Under Cu Chulainn's guidance, Mashu quickly more or less learned how to use her Noble Phantasm: Imaginary Noble Phantasm: Pseudo-Expansion.

Though it was only a D-rank anti-personnel Noble Phantasm, and could only summon part of Camelot's walls. It was basically of little use right now, but it still left Mashu excited for quite a while.

"Senpai! Director! Did you see that? I successfully deployed my Noble Phantasm!"

Mashu said breathlessly to Olga Marie and Mo Wang. She looked a little tired, but the excitement on her face hadn't diminished at all.

"Good, good. Our Mashu is really amazing, learning to use a Noble Phantasm so quickly. Before long, you should be able to become a reliable Servant directly."

Mo Wang praised Mashu like he was complimenting a kindergarten child.

"Well... ehehe."

Having received Mo Wang's praise, Mashu became a little embarrassed.

"I can only use my Noble Phantasm roughly. I'm still far from becoming a qualified Servant."

But Olga Marie, standing beside them, couldn't help cutting in.

It was unclear whether she was dissatisfied that Mashu could only use a Noble Phantasm to this extent, or whether she was simply upset because Mo Wang had praised Mashu while leaving her out.

"Don't say that. It's already impressive enough that Mashu can use a Noble Phantasm now. Besides, it already has this much power with only this level of use. If it were fully unleashed, it definitely shouldn't be weak."

Mo Wang looked at the shield in Mashu's hands and gave his assessment.

And in truth, the thing in Mashu's hands really was quite powerful.

As the table where the Knights of the Round Table held their meetings, its strength resonated with its user's mental power. By definition, so long as one's heart did not yield, the walls would never collapse.

That alone made it powerful enough.

It was like WarGreymon's Brave Shield in Digimon Adventure—so long as I didn't chicken out, the shield wouldn't break; and if the shield didn't break, I wouldn't chicken out.

It could even perfectly exploit bugs. And it could reflect attacks.

It could also directly summon Camelot and smash people with an entire city—literally using a city to blow someone up.

But after hearing Mo Wang explain things for Mashu again, Olga Marie's expression became even more displeased.

There had originally been two people slacking off in the team. Now that Mashu had become stronger, didn't that make it seem like she was completely useless aside from serving as the straight man?

With that thought, Olga Marie puffed out her cheeks and turned away.

Watching the Director sulk again, Mo Wang scratched his head.

Of course, if he knew what Olga Marie was thinking, he would probably find it rather baffling.

Mo Wang: What a joke! The straight man is the soul of the entire team! Without a straight man, it's like losing the mascot—guaranteed defeat!

Just then, Cú Chulainn dispelled his spirit form and suddenly appeared before the three of them.

"Hey, Master, something seems a little off up ahead."

Cú Chulainn frowned as he spoke to Mo Wang and the others.

Earlier, Mo Wang had complained that Cú Chulainn was slacking off far too much within the team, so he had simply sent the guy out to scout for information.

And judging by his current state, the situation seemed far from good.

"Don't panic. How bad could it be? Did Saber charge straight at us?"

Compared to the somewhat anxious Cú Chulainn, Mo Wang was rather calm.

"In a sense, it's worse than that. The other Servants have discovered us and are rushing this way!" Cú Chulainn said urgently.

"Oh? The other Servants are already here? How many?" Mo Wang continued asking.

"Four. Aside from Saber, every other Servant is here. Even that Berserker has been drawn over. We've made way too much noise."

Judging from Cú Chulainn's expression, he probably wasn't worried about the other Servants. It was likely that Brother B had left too great a psychological shadow on him in some parallel world, leaving him instinctively terrified even now.

"What do we do? Should we take care of this Lancer and Rider first? That Berserker won't be easy to handle." Cú Chulainn walked up beside Mo Wang and asked.

"Listening to you, it sounds like you can take down two Shadow Servants in a short time." Mo Wang said.

At the same time, Mo Wang glanced at a high-rise building in the distance.

If he wasn't mistaken, Red A seemed to be setting up with a sniper rifle over there.

"No chance. They may be Shadow Servants, but as a Caster Class Servant, I can't do it." Cú Chulainn spread his hands and decisively admitted defeat.

"Tch, useless guy. It's not like you were all that strong when you were a Lancer, either, were you?" Mo Wang couldn't help complaining. Sure enough, this guy wanted him to step in, didn't he?

Cú Chulainn, having his strength questioned, protested unhappily, "The way you say that, it's like you've seen me as a Lancer before. If I were a Lancer, I would've dealt with that Saber long ago!"

"Pfft!" But someone couldn't hold back a laugh upon hearing Cú Chulainn's words.

"What are you laughing at?" Cú Chulainn froze.

"Nothing. I just thought of something funny." Mo Wang waved a hand.

He wondered which dog couldn't even beat a half-crippled Saber.

Talk about defeating Saber—Berserker would be more suited for that.

At least he was a boss-level existence.

Thinking about it that way, Mo Wang seemed to have realized something.

He glanced at Cú Chulainn, and his expression became increasingly strange.

"Hey, what are you looking at? You're being weird." Mo Wang's expression gave Cú Chulainn goosebumps all over.

"Nothing. I just suddenly understood a principle: ordinary dogs can't beat mad dogs."

Mo Wang said this calmly.

Cú Chulainn really was just like Doggy—the more brains he had, the weaker he became.

He should try fighting without thinking. He'd definitely be stronger.

PS: Speaking of which, I spent a fortune today and finally maxed out New Year Kiana.

It hurts, but considering I'm a white-haired-girl fan... I'll just grit my teeth and accept it.

Damn Old Mi, you drained my crystals again.

Stick your head over here, I'll give you a buff

"Anyway, we just need to take down Rider and Lancer before Berserker gets here, right?"

"Leave the rest to you and Mashu."

Mo Wang smiled as he handed the task of dealing with Rider and Lancer over to Mashu and Cú Chulainn.

"Senpai! Wait a second!"

But before Cú Chulainn could say anything, Mashu couldn't help grabbing Mo Wang's sleeve.

"Senpai, why did it suddenly become my job to fight Servants? Isn't that wrong?"

Mo Wang looked at Mashu in confusion. "What's wrong with that? Servants fight Servants. That's common sense, isn't it? Is there some weird rule saying Masters have to go first when fighting Servants?"

"I-I mean, that's true, but..."

Mashu looked at Mo Wang, unable to stop herself from feeling nervous.

Honestly, she had only just learned how to use part of her Noble Phantasm's power.

And now she was suddenly being told to fight Servants.

It felt like learning the basic combat controls in a Souls game, only to immediately be told to go challenge Gundyr.

Could she win?

"So now you remember that you're actually a Master? Why didn't you say that earlier?"

Cú Chulainn also began complaining from the side.

When Mo Wang had been slaughtering Dragon Tooth Soldiers alone and tearing Servants apart with his bare hands, he hadn't seen him call himself a Master at all.

Besides, Cú Chulainn felt that if Mo Wang didn't take action, even with Mashu added to the mix, it would probably be difficult for him alone to fight two Shadow Servants.

What the hell was this guy planning?

Seeing that Mashu still looked panicked, Mo Wang began comforting her. "It's fine. Worst comes to worst, I'll give you guys a buff later. We'll definitely win."

"What the hell is a buff? What are you even talking about?" Cú Chulainn said, completely unable to understand Mo Wang.

Sometimes, he really couldn't keep up with how his Master's mind worked.

Just then, Lancer and Rider spotted Mo Wang and the others and came sprinting toward them.

"Come on, come on. Stick your heads over here, and I'll give you a buff."