Chapter 113

"I'm fine. The assassin who was following us is confirmed dead," Lan Ze said. "However, it seems there was more than one assassin, so we can't let our guard down yet."

"More than one assassin?" Irisviel tilted her head in confusion, not quite understanding what he meant.

"It should be that Assassin's ability. Anyway, although the enemy's combat strength isn't that great, they are still Servant, so it's better to be careful," Lan Ze explained.

Irisviel looked at him with a somewhat confused expression, and nodded slightly. "Yes, I understand!"

Lan Ze is the Servant she summoned, so she chooses to believe him unconditionally. Since Lan Ze said so, there must be multiple Assassins.

"Speaking of which, your magic power seems to be severely depleted. Was that assassin really that difficult to deal with?" Irisviel suddenly asked.

As Lan Ze's Master, she could naturally sense the extent of Lan Ze's mana depletion.

Lan Ze shook his head slightly. "On the way back, I was attacked by another Servant, and we sparred a little."

Alice Phil's eyes flickered with worry. "Are you really not hurt, Arthur? If you are, I can treat you now..."

Lan Ze smiled and shook his head, "It's really nothing, I just used up a lot of magic power, I'll just replenish it a little tonight."

"Okay, I'll replenish your magic power in a bit," Irisviel said immediately.

Am I no longer pure? Why do I get dirty thoughts whenever I hear about replenishing mana...? Lan Ze felt a little strange and nodded slightly, humming in agreement.

Thinking of this, Lan Ze couldn't help but glance at Irisviel a few more times.

Irisviel was initially confused, then glanced down at the towel wrapped around her body. A blush slowly crept onto her face as she finally realized what had happened. She quickly stood up, clutching the towel, and bowed apologetically, saying, "I'm sorry, Arthur, for showing you such an impolite side of yourself."

Although she was an artificial human, she possessed the sense of shame that humans should have. At this moment, being stared at like this by a man, she felt both embarrassed and a little excited.

"I'm going to change my clothes." After saying that, Irisviel grabbed her pajamas from the side, lowered her head, and rushed into the bathroom.

Looking at the woman's slender back, Lan Ze couldn't help but smile knowingly.

This woman is indeed quite gentle...

When I witnessed this, my first thought was to apologize...

Gazing at the alluring figure vaguely visible behind the bathroom door, Lan Ze composed himself slightly, took out the Jewel Sword design blueprint he had just "borrowed" from the Tohsaka Family, and quietly spread it out.

Then, he searched his memory for the murals he had seen in a cave in Britain.

After a brief search, Lan Ze finally got confirmation: the Jewel Sword in the mural and the design of the Jewel Sword in his hand now were indeed the same weapon.

"As expected... the weapon in the mural I saw back then was indeed the Jewel Sword."

Lan Ze murmured to himself, "But why are the blueprints for the Jewel Sword in the hands of the Tohsaka Family?"

Just then, Irisviel, having changed her clothes, walked out of the bathroom barefoot, her face still flushed. Her gaze was quickly drawn to the design drawings in Lan Ze's hand.

What are you looking at, Arthur?

"Irisviel, have you ever heard of the Jewel Sword?" Lan Ze asked.

"The Jewel Sword ...?" Irisviel repeated, then shook her head regretfully. "Sorry, I've never heard of that name."

Irisviel paused, then continued, "However, there are quite a few books in this castle that record the history of Magecraft; perhaps the answers Arthur is looking for can be found there."

Lan Ze's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked, "Where are those books?"

"Let me show you..." Irisviel smiled gently.

"And I'll replenish your magic power while I'm at it."

The Ryougi Family.

Beneath the sky, dark clouds quietly obscured the moonlight. A girl with long, flowing hair leaned against the wall, listening quietly as Mordred vividly recounted her experiences in Britain.

When it comes to her own affairs or those of others, Mordred usually skips over them with little patience, except when she mentions her Father King, she will elaborate on his life.

Looking at Mordred, who was still vividly recounting her story, Ryougi Shiki suddenly asked, "So, your mother, who didn't understand human nature, only gradually developed feelings after meeting your Father King?"

Mordred was visibly taken aback, then nodded without hesitation. "That's right, now you should know just how powerful Father King is, right?!"

"Not only my mother, but also my other mother, Morgan le Fay, who created me, only changed her attitude towards me under the influence of my Father King. Before, she made me train every day and didn't allow me any rest at all!"

"I see..."

Ryougi Shiki looked thoughtful, but Mordred was clearly dissatisfied with Ryougi Shiki bland response. She felt like she was talking to a brick wall; she had already praised her Father King so much, yet she still hadn't heard any approval of Father King from her Master.

Is this Master really that arrogant?

Mordred grew angrier the more she thought about it.

Just then, she suddenly heard Ryougi Shiki murmur to herself, "So that's how it is. He gave you feelings?"

Mordred paused, then nodded subconsciously. "Yes, if you have to say it, that's true."

"Would you mind having another mother?" Ryougi Shiki suddenly asked softly.

"Huh?"

Mordred felt her thoughts suddenly interrupted. She blinked and stared at Ryougi Shiki with a look of astonishment.

She wondered if she had misheard or something, and asked again, "What did you just say?"

"Would you mind having another mother?" Ryougi Shiki asked again.

In the dimly lit room, Ryougi Shiki had changed from leaning against the wall to kneeling, a way for her to show her serious attitude.

The girl was wearing a loose white bathrobe, her hands resting on her knees, her gaze fixed on Mordred. From her eyes, there was absolutely no hint of a joke in her words just now.

"Would you mind having another mother?" Ryougi Shiki asked again in a calm tone.

Her eyes were calm, her tone indifferent, as if she were simply stating something mundane, seemingly unaware of the profound impact her words had on Mo Zai's young mind.

Mordred, completely motionless.

She felt a strange, inexplicable feeling.

She was merely praising her Father King, but she never imagined her Master's thoughts would jump around so dramatically, seemingly implying she was planning to sleep with him...?

Mordred, who was always rebellious and loved to play pranks, was clearly stunned at this moment. She didn't know how to answer Ryougi Shiki.

Rejecting the Ryougi Shiki?

Or tell her: Sure, you can have sex with him if you want, and you'll be my new mom from now on.

Neither answer seems quite good... Mordred is caught in a dilemma.

"Would you mind having another mother?" Ryougi Shiki tilted her head and asked softly again.

A bright, youthful smile appeared on her face, finally snapping Mordred out of Mordred daze. He coughed lightly, decided to regroup, and asked, "Master, I need to confirm... you're not joking, are you?"

After seeing Ryougi Shiki nod slightly, Mordred sat cross-legged beside Ryougi Shiki, looking at her Master with an incredulous expression. "Master, do you know what you're saying?"

Ryougi Shiki nodded slightly. "I understand."

"To put it simply..." Ryougi Shiki thought for a moment, then said, "I want to be your mother."

Mordred: "..."

"Is that not allowed?" Ryougi Shiki asked, puzzled.

"Of course! I only have those three mothers, how could I possibly make you a mother too?" Mordred said angrily.

"Not just anyone can be my mother, don't underestimate me!"

"Three people...?" Ryougi Shiki was slightly taken aback.

"Don't you only have two mothers?"

"At first I also thought there were only two mothers, but then I saw a girl who seemed to have a good relationship with my Father King, and she also asked me to call her mother." Mordred sighed somewhat dejectedly as she said this.

She was still young and didn't understand much then, so Sajyou Manaka asked her to call her "Mom," she actually did.

If it were me now, how could I possibly compromise so easily?

"You can eat as much food as you want during the Holy Grail War, how about it?" Ryougi Shiki asked.

Mordred immediately flew into a rage. "What do you take me for? A British good-for -Britain?"

"I'm not the kind of guy who can be bribed with just some food... So what is it about my Father King that you see in him?"

Ryougi Shiki paused for a moment, then said, "I want to try dating and experience what it's like to be in a relationship."

"Then why is it Father King?"

Ryougi Shiki's lips curved into a sensual smile as she softly said, "I'm quite interested in the story you just told me."

In Mordred's earlier descriptions, her Father King was portrayed as someone capable of imbuing others with emotions. When describing the love affair between her Father King and mother, Mordred spoke vividly, as if she were present at the time... However, in reality, the vast majority of these descriptions were Mordred's own imagination.

Normal people would just listen to it for fun, but Ryougi Shiki clearly took it seriously.

Are you going to refuse?

Ryougi Shiki's beautiful eyes held a hint of inquiry, but for some reason, Mordred felt a chill rise in her heart.

She recalled encountering the Princess of the Root during a walk in the royal city of Camelot when she was a child. The princess's tone and gaze were exactly the same as Ryougi Shiki's now.

Why are all the people my Father King knows such monstrous strength?!

Mordred scratched his head in annoyance and sighed, "If you want to be in a relationship, why don't you just go to my Father King? Talking to me won't do any good."

"Even if I agree to you becoming my mother, it won't matter, since the decision isn't mine to make."

"I don't know how to attract men's attention," Ryougi Shiki frankly admitted.

Although she has been imitating various human behaviors and even understands those behaviors, she cannot put herself in those situations.

"Hmm... if we're talking about attracting men's attention, the best way is probably to enhance a woman's charm," Mordred, resting her chin on her hand and offering her suggestion after a moment of contemplation.

"How can a woman enhance her charm?" Ryougi Shiki asked.

This girl's body itself can be said to be the embodiment of the Root. Unlike normal people, her body precedes her soul. Even before the soul existed, Ryougi Shiki's physical body already possessed consciousness.

Although Omniscience and Omnipotence, Ryougi Shiki is actually not proficient in some trivial matters of daily life.

She had no idea how to enhance her feminine charm.

"How to enhance feminine charm..." Mordred muttered to herself, then covered her forehead in distress, looking somewhat troubled.

What exactly constitutes enhancing a woman's charm? This was a huge challenge for her.

"To be honest, there's nothing I can do to help you with this."

Mordred just finished speaking when a can of beer was pushed in front of her, along with the snacks she had just bought that evening.

"After it's done, I will give you even more compensation," Ryougi Shiki said.

"What do you take me for?!" Mordred roared. "He's my own father!"

Ryougi Shiki took out another bag of potato chips and placed it on the table.

Just as Mordred was about to speak, she placed another can of beer on Mordred's table. "You are Heroic Spirit now, so you won't get drunk even if you drink. Therefore, if I were your mother, I wouldn't stop you from drinking."

Mordred scooped up the snacks on the table, then glanced helplessly at the girl sitting next to her, and sighed, "Fine, I'll help you with this."

"However, I can't guarantee it will work out," Mordred cautioned.

"Is everything alright?" Ryougi Shiki asked.

"Of course, assisting you or something is no problem either... Master," Mordred opened a can of beer, looked at the girl in the white bathrobe, and suddenly smiled brightly:

"Can't you tell anything from the Noble Phantasm?"

At this moment, Lan Ze was carrying a stack of books and placing them on a table. Most of the books looked a little yellowed, but there wasn't a speck of dust on them, suggesting that a maid often cleaned them.

"I think you should go back and get some sleep, Irisviel," he said, turning to the woman beside him.

Irisviel was sitting with her legs turned to one side next to a bookshelf, intently searching through the books in her hands. She had been looking for these materials ever since she entered the library.

Actually, Irisviel was sitting in a chair at first, but she became so focused that she didn't even realize she was sitting on the floor.

"I'm an android, so it's okay for me not to rest, and temperature doesn't matter either," Irisviel replied softly in a gentle voice, without looking up and still looking at the book in her hands.

Just then, a strand of silver hair slipped down her forehead. Irisviel used her pinky finger to tuck the hair behind her ear, a very elegant gesture that drew Lan Ze's attention.

Late at night, in a clean and bright library, in the depths of autumn outside, a woman in a pure white slip dress sat with her legs turned to the side by the bookshelf, earnestly helping you find the information you wanted... Lan Ze felt it would be hard for anyone not to be attracted to such a person.

At least he was tempted.