Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

"Of course, we're like brothers!" Lan Ze said with a smile. "If I see him, I'll definitely treat him to a good meal."

Give him a good beating.

"Is there anything I need to do next?" Medea asked.

"Well... actually, one of my purposes in participating in this Holy Grail War is to find a Holy Grail," Lan Ze said.

"Singularity?" Medea asked.

Lan Ze looked at Medea in surprise. "You know about this too?"

Medea nodded silently. "After Master summoned me, I tried to find the location of the Greater Grail, but I seemed to sense another Holy Grail by chance."

"Can we find the Holy Grail?" Lan Ze asked, staring at her.

This woman was in the most alluring stage of her life as a young woman. Her eyes were like stars, and her features were exquisite. Although she had put on her mage robe again and concealed her sexy figure, the figure she revealed when she took off the mage robe was unforgettable at first glance.

"If you can't do it, you don't have to force yourself," Lan Ze added.

Medea hesitated for a moment, then a charming smile appeared on her face, "If it's for Master, I'll do anything."

At first glance, she gives off the impression of a gloomy witch, but when she smiles, she appears languid and charming, with a strange allure.

Lan Ze paused slightly, gazed at Medea, and nodded gently. "Then I'll leave it to you."

After he finished speaking, he calmly withdrew his gaze.

Am I just too much of a pervert, or are Medea's words just making me think too much? Why do I imagine so many scenarios when she says, "I can do anything"...? Lan Ze silently withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at Medea.

It must be because we were alone together, and the rainy season affected my mood, hmm... Lan Ze murmured to himself, no longer looking back, afraid that if he thought too much, he might make some strange request.

He stepped out of the basement.

Matou Sakura and Tohsaka Rin were no longer visible in the lobby; they had presumably gone back to their rooms to rest.

Jeanne d'Arc was never awakened from beginning to end. It's unclear whether the referee was sleeping too soundly or simply turning a blind eye and pretending not to notice that the Black Faction's caster had moved to the Red Faction's camp.

This is where the advantage of being Servant comes into play. If Lan Ze were human, he would probably be feeling tired by now.

But because he is Servant, he will not feel tired as long as there is Magic Supply.

In a sense, there are quite a few advantages to Servant.

"Speaking of which, why do I feel like my magic supply is still normal...?"

Lan Ze sat on the sofa in the living room and suddenly muttered to himself.

Starting tonight, some of his magic power will be supplied to Medea, while his own magic power will be supplied by Matou Sakura.

Logically, this should have resulted in some shortage of magic power on his side, but Lan Ze did not feel any depletion of magic power at all.

Instead of feeling his magic power depleted, he felt a continuous flow of magic power being supplied to his body.

This is quite strange. Logically speaking, it's already quite impressive if Master's magical energy can support a Servant. This is why in the Holy Grail War, a Master only has one Servant.

Of course, Master like Sajyou Manaka and Ryougi Shiki are special cases; their Magic Circuit are EX, so they can form contracts with multiple Servant without any problems.

After all, both of them extract magic power from the Root. The reason their Magic Circuit are EX is because Magic Circuit only go up to EX.

But Sakura should just be an ordinary Master, so how come she's constantly providing me with magical energy...?

Lan Ze thought to himself.

Just then, in the corridor not far from the hall, a door suddenly opened a crack, and Tohsaka Rin long hair flowing down and revealing a pair of long, snow-white legs, stood in the doorway and softly called out:

"Caster..."

When Lan Ze looked up, she hesitated slightly, then gently beckoned and said softly, "Could you come over here for a moment?"

"Why aren't you asleep so late? Is something important...?" Lan Ze asked, a hint of doubt in his eyes. "What is it?"

Tohsaka Rin, she looked up at Scathach beside her and said softly, "Assassin..."

Scathach nodded slightly. "Yes, I'll make sure no one else eavesdrops on your conversation."

Tohsaka Rin gave an elegant smile and said, "Thank you."

Then, she took small steps forward and pulled Lan Ze into the room.

Scathach raised an eyebrow as she looked at the closed door, a strange look flashing in her red eyes.

For some reason, she had a feeling ever since she entered the mortal realm.

There's a feeling that neither of these two Master seems to have their minds on the Holy Grail during this Holy Grail Grand War.

"Am I just imagining things...?" Scathach turned her head to look at the rain outside the window, thinking to herself.

Suddenly, she felt a bolt of lightning flash before her eyes. In that instant, the lightning pierced the darkness, illuminating the entire sky, and causing Scathach's eyes to narrow slightly.

Soon, as if sensing something, she turned her head to look in the direction of Einsbern Castle and murmured to herself:

"Has a deity appeared in this world...?"

"Strange, why hasn't Lancer returned yet after so long..."

Rider's Master stood in the backyard, gazing at the rain in the dead of night, looking somewhat anxious.

Keep in mind that he honed his martial arts in the Land of Shadows, and is the legendary Child of Light of Ireland. If he were in Europe, Cú Chulainn would be a dazzling figure comparable to King Arthur.

How could such a being have taken so long to hunt down a Servant whose Magic Supply had been cut off?

Suddenly, a blue figure flashed past like lightning in the darkness. The Rider's Master's eyes lit up, and a sigh of relief escaped his lips. He quickly stepped forward, holding his umbrella, and asked, "Lancer, why were you gone for so long?"

"Did you take care of that woman?" he then asked.

Cú Chulainn was clearly in a bad mood, extremely bad. He didn't even want to talk to the man and strode into the mansion.

"Lancer?" Rider's Master called out again.

Cú Chulainn stopped and glanced at him sideways. "She was stopped; she escaped."

Rider's Master frowned slightly. "Stopped by someone...? Servant from the Red Faction?"

Cú Chulainn nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

He was in a terrible mood today and didn't want to talk. He just wanted to get back to his Master as soon as possible to report the information from tonight.

But just as they were about to enter the mansion, a flippant voice suddenly came from the side. "Even Child of Light of Ireland can make a mistake? That's quite surprising."

Beside Cú Chulainn stood a blond man, leaning against a stone pillar with his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he gazed at Cú Chulainn.

He is the Black Saber in this Holy Grail War.

Cú Chulainn glanced at Black Saber indifferently, his expression blank.

"Sorry, did I say something wrong? If I did, I apologize." Black Saber said with a smile, but for some reason, her tone always gave off a smug feeling.

For a fleeting moment, a barely extinguished flame of rage seemed to burn in Cú Chulainn's red eyes, but it quickly subsided.

He gazed at the Black Saber before him and said with a faint smile, "You probably don't know, do you? The identity of the Servant I'm hunting down."

Black Saber paused slightly, then became somewhat interested. "Who is it?"

He was only recently summoned and has not yet met any of his own faction's casters.

Cú Chulainn slightly opened his mouth and uttered a name.

Black Saber's gaze slowly froze.

"It was her...?"

Black Saber paused for a moment, then asked, "That woman was taken away?"

"Yes, the Red Faction's caster kissed her, signed a contract, and then carried her back," Cú Chulainn said.

"A contract between Servant...?" Black Saber frowned slightly. "How chivalrous Servant her."

"You were playing against the Red Faction's Caster?" he then asked.

"No." Cú Chulainn shook his head. "The one I fought was Red Faction assassin. He was only average. You know, assassins are generally not very strong in combat. They are mostly used to ambush their Master or gather intelligence."

Black Saber nodded slightly.

That's true. Among the seven classes, the Three Knight Classes are generally top-tier in terms of combat strength. Assassins tend to be more flexible in tactical arrangements, while Casters have a wide variety of Magecraft and are unpredictable. However, in direct combat, these two classes are not very strong.

Black Saber seemed to remember something, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Since you were fighting an Assassin, why did you lose?"

"Want to know?" Cú Chulainn asked.

Black Saber gazed at Cú Chulainn and nodded slightly.

Cú Chulainn chuckled, "Hey, I'm not telling you."

After saying that, he held the back of his head and went into the mansion.

Cú Chulainn felt a surge of secret pleasure as he noticed the Servant staring intently at him from behind.

This feeling of being in control was incredibly satisfying. He felt that all the frustration he had felt from being tortured by his teacher was now released, and a sense of pleasure welled up within him.

Illya stood on the magic circle, staring blankly at the goddess before her. She was lost in thought as she looked at the somewhat familiar face.

"Goddess Ishtar, appear as summoned!" A haughty voice rang in the big girl's ears, finally snapping Illya out of her daze. She couldn't help but shout:

"Rin?! You're Rin...?"

After introducing herself, Ishtar stretched and yawned before looking at her Master.

She was a rather cute-looking little girl, about the same Sajyou Manaka, about the same bust Sajyou Manaka, and about the same body type as Sajyou Manaka.

Um... in short, she's a big little girl.

She wore a pure white silk dress, her soft silver hair was loose, she was petite and lovely, and her pair of red eyes were staring straight at her.

"I see, she does look a lot like Irisviel ..." Ishtar murmured to herself thoughtfully.

Irisviel is what Illya looks like when she grows up. The little girl in front of her looks pure and lovely, and Irisviel also looks pure and sweet, but she also has a restrained charm and gentleness.

Each one, taken out of context, would absolutely turn heads.

However, if the mother and daughter come together and form a bond, then the meaning is completely different.

"You know my mother?!" Illya finally reacted and asked Ishtar excitedly.

Ishtar crossed her arms, enjoying Illya's adoring gaze, feeling quite pleased.

She hadn't enjoyed the admiring gaze of others for so long that she had almost forgotten her noble status Goddess of Heaven.

At home, her mother always had the upper hand. The Princess of the Root and the Origin Shiki were disrespectful to heaven and earth. As for Irisviel, she clearly treated her more as a friend than a person of respect. As for Lan Ze... he had absolutely no respect for her, only lust at first sight.

"Are you Ishtar, the Goddess of Heaven?" Illya continued to ask excitedly.

"That's right, it is indeed the goddess herself!" Ishtar proudly puffed out her chest.

"You're so amazing, you'll definitely be able to introduce me to my mother, right?!" Illya continued excitedly.

Ishtar: "..."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, becoming somewhat awkward.

Illya was immediately disappointed, her eyes filled with dejection as she looked at Ishtar, as if to say: Is this all the Goddess of Heaven is?

Ishtar coughed lightly. "Hmm... we need to think about this some more. I'll find a way to let you see your mother."

Illya's red eyes brightened again, and she smiled, "Thank you."

"It's nothing," Ishtar said with a nonchalant smile.

Deep down, I thought: I'll ask the Divine Messenger if he has any ideas after I see him...

"By the way, I clearly used the hair of the Creation Mother Goddess, so why did you appear as the one I summoned?" Illya suddenly asked, quite puzzled.

When this matter was brought up, Ishtar clearly couldn't hold back and almost burst out laughing.

Feeling Illya's curious gaze, Ishtar coughed lightly, composed herself, and said, "My mother's Spirit Origin is too vast, even the Greater Grail cannot contain it, so I have to take her place."

"Even the Greater Grail can't contain it...?" Illya, somewhat surprised.

It's important to understand that the Greater Grail from the Holy Grail Grand War is quite different from the Greater Grail from ten years ago.

The reason it's a 7v7 Servant battle is because this Greater Grail is quite large. To give the Greater Grail enough magical power to grant wishes, more defeated Servant need to be injected into it.