Brats Need to Be Taught from a Young Age / The Battle Between Me and "Me"

Although Saber spoke very bluntly, she was right. What they needed to do now was unrelated to Amakusa Shirou's goal; the important thing was to find a way to defeat the Red Faction as soon as possible.

"Then, I'll take care of Karna."

Standing behind Gordes, Siegfried, who had been listening attentively, was the first to voice her request when the topic came up.

No one would object to Saber's request. No, it should be said—

Karna has always been the rival of Siegfried, a consensus reached by everyone present from the very beginning.

In fact, the main force of the Red Faction only Servant three Servants: Rider, Archer, and Lancer. Since Lancer has already been assigned to another faction, what remains are Archer and the toughest nut to crack for the Red Faction —Rider.

"Rider's opponent, compared to me, actually has a better option."

Seeing that everyone's attention was turning back to him, Chiron, without hesitation, shifted the blame to someone else.

"You're right, aren't you, Dad?"

(Wang Xiaoming:???)

Chapter 258. Disobedient children need to be educated from a young age.

"I only gained Hector's approval by chance, and then he bestowed upon me my Spirit Origin. There's no need to make such a fuss."

It was now dawn, and only when the first rays of sunlight shone into the conference room where everyone had been was did they realize the time.

Fiore, now a member of Yggdmillennia, was naturally generous to her allies who were now on the same side. She perfectly concealed the fear and exhaustion that had accumulated overnight and greeted everyone with a smile befitting a guest.

"It's already morning, so let's wrap this discussion up here. Those who want breakfast, please head to the dining room. Those who wish to rest, please feel free to use any of the empty rooms."

Therefore, apart from Gordes, who dislikes noisy environments, returning to his Magecraft workshop with Siegfried, everyone else came to the restaurant.

Chiron, while complaining "Why me again?", consciously slipped into the kitchen.

He knew that if he didn't do this, there was a high chance he would be beaten to death by his father for his previous "immaturity."

As for Wang Xiaoming, who had been thoroughly outmaneuvered by his own son, he sat at the dining table, using an extremely calm tone to satisfy the curiosity of everyone in the restaurant.

After hearing Wang Xiaoming's explanation, everyone present wore a puzzled expression. Only the outspoken Astolfo scratched his cheek, looking troubled. "I feel like there are a lot of flaws here, but I don't know where to begin..."

"Well, let's not talk about Mr. Ming for now."

Sensing that Wang Xiaoming had no intention of continuing the explanation, Fiore wisely skipped the topic. She then clasped her hands together and gave a relieved smile, "In any case, it's good that we have another person like Mr. Ming on our side..."

Strength should bring joy.

This will give us a better chance of winning the battle ahead.

Everyone present, whether Servant or Master, unanimously expressed their agreement with Fiore's words.

After all, compared to Achilles, who shone like a meteor in the Trojan War, Hector, who single-handedly supported the entire city of Troy for ten years, was equally impressive.

Wang Xiaoming, on whom everyone had placed high hopes, could only shake his head helplessly.

Wang Xiaoming's opinion on this matter has remained unchanged.

[Absolutely avoid fighting that "idiot"]

Only Wang Xiaoming, who received the memories from Hector's Spirit Origin, knew just how terrifying that muscle-bound idiot's true strength was. Fighting him would mean losing at least ten years of his lifespan, even if he survived by sheer luck.

But...

He glanced again at Chiron, who was busy in the kitchen, and his anger flared even more.

I haven't seen you help much, but you're so good at screwing over your dad!

... As he pondered, Wang Xiaoming suddenly fell into deep thought.

Could it be because...?

Did you fail to raise this child well when he was young?

[Alas--]

Chiron, who was flipping the wok, suddenly shivered for no reason, but thanks to his years of cooking experience and quick reflexes, he managed to keep the wok steady.

"Phew, that was close..."

Relieved, Chiron) paid no attention to the inexplicable chill, having completed the final step. Putting down the spatula, he suddenly announced—

"Dinner's ready."

"Wow, what is this? It's so delicious!"

Mordred devoured the food while offering heartfelt praise.

"Ah, that's right."

Ruler, who was also eating at an astonishing speed, chimed in.

Although Laeticia was starting to worry about her weight, Ruler kept saying things like it would be impolite to leave such delicious food uneaten, and continued to eat rapidly with his knife and fork.

"Because Archer is 'our proudest chef,' there's nothing we can do about it."

After hearing Saber and Ruler's remarks, the nearby Astolfo swallowed the food in his mouth and boasted to the two of them.

"Rider, have you ever tasted Archer's cooking from the very beginning?"

During her meal, Saber managed to squeeze out a brief moment to ask Astolfo a question, her tone filled with envy.

Because only at this moment did Saber feel more and more strongly that... since the time of her summoning until today, the difference between the food she had eaten and the dishes prepared by Chiron was like heaven and earth.

"Ah, that's right. I'm telling you, Archer can do a lot of things."

As Rider enthusiastically explained the wonders of the Chiron to Saber and Ruler, she didn't forget to remind the somewhat reserved homunculus beside her, who had become her Master:

"Don't just stand there, eat your food."

"Mmm... okay."

The aroma of the dishes filled the entire restaurant. The ingredients, whose potential had been fully unleashed by Archer's culinary skills, were showcasing their color, aroma, and flavor to the diners, constantly stimulating their appetites.

However, there were exceptions. Fiore, who was also sitting in the living room, was elegantly eating bread with jam on it.

"Sister, are you sure you're okay eating such a small amount?"

Seeing his sister eating such simple food, Caules asked her about it, worried about her health.

"I ate quite a bit last night, so this amount is enough for me now."

Fiore answered by taking small bites of the edge of the bread, like a hamster eating.

Although Fiore doesn't usually eat at night, last night was an exception. She ate a late-night snack to provide Archer with as much mana as possible. While it was a negligible supplement compared to the mana provided by the Homunculus, Fiore, as the Master, needed to maintain a good mana supply, and providing as much convenience as possible for the Servant in battle was also one of the Master's tasks.

Of course, the food that's been stuffed into your stomach can't immediately transform into magic.

"But sister, you don't need to be so concerned about your appearance..."

" --Caules?"

Looking at Fiore's almost impassive smile, Caules wisely swallowed the next, truly "taboo" word along with his saliva.

"I'll go see if there's anything else to eat over there!"

Fiore frowned in displeasure as she watched her younger brother hurriedly flee from her side.

"Honestly, how rude!"

Although she is Magecraft, she is also a young woman. It's impossible for her not to care about her weight. Moreover, Fiore is unable to exercise due to her legs.

Since we can't efficiently burn energy, we can only try to control our diet as much as possible.

Moreover, although she didn't say it aloud, she also had the idea of fully enjoying the food.

Therefore, Fiore secretly watched the Servant were eating heartily with a displeased gaze that only she could perceive.

Mordred and Astolfo, as well as Ruler, who also consumed a considerable amount, are excluded because, despite having a girlish appearance, they are still male.

However, the other two, who were also female Servant, consumed a very large amount of food.

However! No matter how much food Servant eats, they won't get fat; it will all be converted into magical energy!

Fiore felt very... no, that's not right, she was just a little envious of this setting!

However, Fiore soon spotted another Servant who, like her, hadn't eaten much...

"What's wrong? Is Archer's cooking not to your liking, Caster?"

Setting down his cutlery, Wang Xiaoming asked Lily, who was sitting next to him and giving birth.

"Eh... Ah? Oh! No, Archer's cooking is really good."

Upon hearing Wang Xiaoming's question, Lily snapped out of her reverie and quickly shook her head. However, her absent-minded appearance made Wang Xiaoming frown inwardly.

It seems that Lily has been in this state ever since the battle ended.

"Is it because you have no appetite, Caster?"

A voice suddenly came from beside them. Wang Xiaoming and Lily turned to look. Chiron was standing there, holding a plate. Seeing that the two were looking at him, Archer placed the plate in front of Lily.

The plate is filled with small and exquisite pastries, which at first glance might even give the illusion of being "works of art".

"Try this, I'm sure you'll like it."

"Ah, thank you."

After thanking her, Lily carefully picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth.

Judging from the crescent-shaped curve of Lily's lips, Lily clearly loved the pastries on the plate.

"Looks like my skills haven't gotten rusty yet."

Seeing Archer's confident yet slightly smug expression, Wang Xiaoming suppressed the urge to beat him up, and at the same time, he confirmed his earlier doubts—

This child is so unruly at this age; it's definitely because he wasn't properly taught when he was young.

"Ah, I'm sorry, it seems my Master needs me."

Seemingly sensing the almost tangible resentment emanating from Wang Xiaoming, Archer quickly found a perfect excuse to escape.

"You brat..."

Watching Archer's departing figure, Wang Xiaoming, his teeth itching with rage, couldn't help but chuckle and curse. Just then, Lily's voice came from beside him, drawing his attention back.

"Master..."

"What's wrong?"

"... Could you come with me for a moment?"

Although Lily was inherently somewhat timid, this time Wang Xiaoming detected a certain determination in her amethyst-like eyes...

"..."

Although he didn't know what Lily was thinking, Wang Xiaoming still followed her to an empty room not far from the restaurant.

As soon as the two entered the guest room, Lily raised her wand, and the door closed with a click. Immediately afterwards, a barrier enveloped the entire room.

After everything was finished, Lily took a deep breath, looked up at Wang Xiaoming, and said to him:

"Master, may I take off my clothes now?"

Chapter 259. The Battle Between Me and 'Myself'

"Master, may I take off my clothes now?"

Looking at the girl before him, who seemed to have made a great decision, Wang Xiaoming didn't dwell on it, even though he didn't quite understand her thoughts.

"You... you don't need to take your lower body off!"

Lily, covering her eyes, blushed and scolded Wang Xiaoming playfully.

"Oh well..."

Upon hearing Lily's embarrassed and annoyed voice, Wang Xiaoming calmly withdrew his hand from his waistband. His nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if nothing had happened.

After the brief commotion, when Lily opened her eyes again, the first thing she saw was Wang Xiaoming's exposed upper body.

While not exactly muscular, his physique was definitely the result of considerable training and refinement, but unfortunately, it was completely overshadowed by Wang Xiaoming's usual lazy demeanor.

However, Lily had no time to care about any of that. At this moment, her gaze was fixed on Wang Xiaoming's heart—there was a deep purple emblem, like a brand, deeply engraved on his flesh.

"I knew it... that's how it is..."