Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

Lan Ze glanced casually into the depths of the forest and suddenly said, "I heard... you have a teacher?"

"Teacher?" Cú Chulainn raised an eyebrow, clearly hesitating for a moment.

Then, he suddenly remembered something and laughed, "Oh, you mean that woman?"

"What? You know her?" Cú Chulainn shrugged. "Even if I did, it wouldn't make a difference. Taking out the Caster is my Master's order, and I won't leave until the mission is complete."

Lan Ze shook his head. "I'm just a little curious. She looks so young? She's very beautiful, and looks absolutely stunning."

When he said this, he expressed his genuine admiration.

However, Cú Chulainn paused slightly upon hearing this, and looking at Lan Ze's sincere eyes, couldn't help but scoff. "Young?"

"You seem to have a different opinion?" Lan Ze asked, adopting a "humbly seeking advice" demeanor.

"That woman could easily be your grandmother or even your great-grandmother. Don't judge a book by its cover, kid."

"That old woman is probably already --"

Cú Chulainn's voice suddenly paused.

He suddenly felt a surge of intense anxiety and abruptly turned his head to look.

Deep in the forest, a beautiful figure burst through the rain, the leaves rustling in the wind.

Just a moment ago she was still some distance away, but the next moment she was already in sight.

Cú Chulainn's gaze sharpened slightly, then his body stiffened for a moment, and he almost blurted out, "Teacher?!"

What appeared in his field of vision was Scathach with her blood pressure at rock bottom.

The Red Spear in the woman's hand gleamed with a fiery light, signifying the boundless rage of the Queen of the Land of Shadows.

"I told you you'd be in trouble..." Lan Ze muttered.

When Cú Chulainn saw the woman in his field of vision, his heart pounded faster, like a war drum.

The sound of his heartbeat seemed to drown out the sound of rain in the forest.

As if suddenly realizing something, he abruptly turned to look at Lan Ze and shouted angrily, "You tricked me?!"

Lan Ze smiled innocently, "I was just sincerely expressing my respect for my master. You were the only one who kept mentioning my age from beginning to end."

"Actually, age doesn't matter. I have an even older one in my family..." Lan Ze muttered again.

Finally, the woman's figure reached Cú Chulainn. Her Red Spear pierced the rain, tearing apart the water droplets falling from the sky. Scathach gripped the Red Spear tightly and thrust it at Cú Chulainn with lightning speed.

The spear tip was aimed straight at Cú Chulainn's heart.

Cú Chulainn retreated repeatedly until finally, his back slammed into a large tree behind him, leaving him with nowhere to go.

But being a battle-hardened warrior, Cú Chulainn suddenly bent down, stomped his foot to the left, and used the momentum to retreat several steps, barely managing to avoid Scathach's fierce attack.

Scathach did not pursue, but merely gazed at her disciple standing before her, raising her Red Spear and pointing it in Cú Chulainn's direction. "It seems your martial arts haven't improved at all, Cú Chulainn."

"Rather than saying my martial arts haven't improved, it's more accurate to say yours have improved significantly." Cú Chulainn clicked his tongue, feeling a bit tricky.

His opponent was the Queen of the Land of Shadows, his teacher, and he had learned most of his martial arts skills Land of Shadows. She even knew how he was going to attack. It would be extremely difficult to defeat this woman head-on.

Moreover, his words had just angered the other party, making the already difficult situation even more complicated.

And all of this is thanks to that brat.

As Cú Chulainn thought of this, he suddenly raised his head and looked ahead through the rain.

In their field of vision, a young man dressed in a black robe had one arm around Medea's slender waist and the other hand supporting her buttocks; his palm emitted a faint light.

That's proof that a contract is being signed.

They actually dared to poach their Black Faction Servant in front of him?

Cú Chulainn's forehead veins bulged as he roared, "You despicable Caster, if you've got the guts, fight me one-on-one! What kind of skill is this, secretly plotting against me?!"

Lan Ze, with one hand on Medea's waist, looked up at Cú Chulainn and asked:

What did I do to you?

"You—" Cú Chulainn was about to say when he abruptly stopped.

Upon closer reflection, it seems the other person didn't actually say anything bad about the teacher; it was purely his own indiscretion in trying to reveal the teacher's age...

"Being distracted in battle is a major taboo on the battlefield, Cú Chulainn!"

Just then, a swift whooshing sound came from behind. Cú Chulainn had no time to think and dodged Scathach's Red Spear, retreating quickly at the same time.

Seeing Scathach charge forward again, Cú Chulainn's brow twitched violently. He gritted his teeth, gripped his Red Spear, and met her head-on, engaging Scathach in fierce combat.

Lan Ze closed his eyes slightly, and as the light in his palm gradually dissipated, he could clearly feel that there seemed to be an intricate connection between himself and Medea.

The feeling of signing this contract was quite peculiar; he could sense Medea's weakness even more clearly at that moment.

"So this is the secret of signing a contract..." Lan Ze murmured to himself with a sense of wonder.

This was the first time he had ever signed a contract with Servant as a "Master," and it felt pretty good.

Medea coughed weakly, clutching her chest, and breathing lightly.

"Th-thank you..." She slightly raised her head, her clear, beautiful sea-blue eyes gazing at him from beneath the hood.

Despite being dressed as a witch, her eyes were unusually gentle, giving off a feeling completely inconsistent with the image of a "witch."

Lan Ze smiled slightly and said, "No need to thank me, we're just helping each other out."

Medea hesitated for a moment, then struggled to sit up and said softly, "Your magic hasn't flowed into my body."

Lan Ze was slightly taken aback. He quickly closed his eyes and felt the "contract" between himself and Medea.

Indeed, as Medea said, the magic in his body was not supplied to Medea's body.

"What's going on?" Lan Ze muttered to himself in surprise.

Medea said softly, "It requires special Magecraft for Servant to transfer magical power to another Servant... I don't have time to teach you now."

Lan Ze's heart tightened. "What should we do then?"

Am I supposed to give up Medea now?

Medea hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "Your Servant is filled with magical energy. Although I don't have time to teach you Magecraft, I can temporarily obtain some magical energy from you through other methods..."

Lan Ze tilted his head, not understanding.

Then, he suddenly remembered something, his eyes flickered, and he asked something softly.

He recalled two methods of replenishing mana in Type-Moon. One was the proper way to replenish mana, where the Master transfers mana to the Servant, thus completing the mana supply process.

The other method is rather special, similar to the one Lan Ze used to replenish his magic power with Mother of All when he was in Uruk.

Since the first option is unavailable, the only option left is... the second one?

Medea's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she stared into Lan Ze's eyes.

After a moment of silence, he nodded slightly. "Theoretically, it's possible."

"However, this method is a bit..." Medea lowered her eyes slightly and remained silent.

"Or you can drink my blood." Lan Ze stretched out his arm.

Medea immediately shook her head.

She's not a vampire, she doesn't have that kind of special hobby.

But if it's a kiss...

Medea subconsciously looked up when she thought of this.

She gazed into the boy's eyes, and after a long while, she tilted her head back slightly and then slowly closed her eyes.

Lan Ze's gaze sharpened slightly, but after a brief hesitation, he made his decision without further delay.

I was simply trying to save people, not because I'm a pervert... Under Medea's gaze, her beautiful eyes, which gleamed faintly beneath her hood, slowly bent down.

The pleasant sounds of weapons clashing could be faintly heard. After a long while, Lan Ze slowly released Medea. Only after confirming that there was a little magic in her body did he breathe a sigh of relief.

In this way, this amount of magic power should be enough to sustain her until she returns to the Tohsaka Family.

"Why are you willing to help me?" Medea suddenly asked in a low voice.

The opponent is Servant the Red Faction, yet they are so unguarded towards her, a Caster from the Black Faction. For Medea, who "wants to fulfill her Master's wish," this is undoubtedly a cause for celebration.

But at the same time, she also found it a bit strange.

Why was the other person so relaxed in their guard towards her?

Lan Ze smiled and said, "I know you're not lying."

"And I do need your strength," he continued.

Looking at the silent Medea, Lan Ze's gaze lingered for a moment on her alluring purple lips, then he suddenly muttered to himself:

"So that wasn't a lipstick after all."

Medea glanced at him with a complicated expression and said softly, "I'm sorry to force you to do this."

"No, no, I won't force you." Lan Ze waved his hand, expressing the meaning that "helping others makes me happy."

The sound of rain pattered in my ears, and a clap of thunder echoed across the forest, illuminating the dark woods.

Lan Ze looked up at the master and disciple fighting not far away. Scathach was clearly enraged; her attacks were exceptionally fierce. Cú Chulainn retreated continuously, finally finding an opportunity to deflect Scathach's thrusting spear tip with a single shot, letting out a mournful cry in his heart.

Damn it... what's the point of even fighting?!

Cú Chulainn felt a surge of anger, but without hesitation, he turned and ran wildly towards the forest's exit.

Scathach is already quite troublesome in her normal state; if the opponent is serious, he will be extremely difficult to deal with.

No matter what, the other party was his master, and he knew exactly how he wanted to attack him.

Although the battlefield situation is ever-changing, even Cú Chulainn felt a little apprehensive when facing Scathach in her enraged state.

This isn't an escape, but rather... well, a strategic retreat, just a temporary one.

At the same moment he dashed into the forest, Cú Chulainn suddenly turned his head sharply, looked at the black-robed man supporting Medea, and shouted angrily:

"Kid, dare to give your name?!"

Lan Ze supported Medea with one hand and held his staff in the other, revealing only a calm and mysterious smile, his voice firm and powerful:

"Merlin, the Britain Court Mage!"

"Okay." Cú Chulainn gave Lan Ze a deep look, then ran headlong toward the forest exit without looking back.

Scathach watched her disciple leave, but did not pursue him. Instead, she withdrew her gaze and looked at Medea.

"Is she the Black Faction's caster? Is there some internal strife?"

"She had a falling out with her original Master and was being hunted down," Lan Ze said. "I just talked her out of it, and now she's agreed to join our side."

Scathach paused slightly, glancing at Lan Ze with surprise.

This disciple joined the Red Faction Team so easily; isn't he worried it might be a trap...?

Seemingly sensing what Scathach was thinking, Lan Ze explained, "The Black Caster's original intention was to do her duty to help her Master obtain the Holy Grail, but her original Master was too suspicious, which led to the disagreement."

Scathach nodded thoughtfully.

In that case, it becomes understandable.

Lan Ze paused briefly, then suddenly asked, "By the way, Master, even you couldn't stop Cú Chulainn from leaving?"

"I can stop him, but he's not the focus tonight, is he? Besides, he has the ability to Battle Continuation. If he launches a desperate counterattack, I can't guarantee your safety," Scathach said calmly.

In short, it can be prevented, but it's unnecessary.

At that moment, Scathach suddenly gave a meaningful smile and casually asked:

"Speaking of which, those words you just said, were they something you deliberately induced Cú Chulainn to say?"

Lan Ze was taken aback, looking puzzled. "Master, what are you talking about?"