Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

"However, this is something that must be done in order to save Humanity's Order."

Is this something that absolutely has to be done...? Lan Ze glanced at Medea speechlessly.

"Does Master think I'm lying to you?" Medea walked slowly to Lan Ze's side, a faint smile on her face, and said, "Replenishing mana is a necessary step in order to modify the capacity of the Greater Grail."

Lan Ze hesitated for a moment, then said, "But doing something like this... don't you mind?"

"If Master doesn't care, then naturally I won't care either... No, I do care quite a bit."

Medea paused, looked into Lan Ze's eyes, a faint smile appearing on her face, and said softly:

"I really care about what Master thinks of me... If Master thinks I'm a promiscuous woman because of what happened today, that would be really hurtful."

As she said this, she stared intently into Lan Ze's eyes and continued, "Will Master hate me because of what happened earlier?"

Lan Ze hesitated for a moment, then said, "... It's quite comfortable."

These words seemed to touch a soft spot in Medea's heart. Medea's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she gently hugged Lan Ze's head, giving him a tender wash.

"Master, I think I accidentally took too much magic from you just now. If you don't mind, I'll return some to you?"

Lan Ze was taken aback at first, not understanding the meaning behind her words.

Medea released Lan Ze, took two steps back, tilted her head slightly, a strand of hair falling onto her delicate and beautiful face. A gentle smile graced her lips as she opened her arms and continued, "You shouldn't mind, Master, right?"

Lan Ze finally realized the meaning behind her words. He subconsciously swallowed, silently jumped off the table, and threw himself into her arms.

At this very moment, in a simply decorated apartment in Tokyo, a huge screen appears in view.

The image on the screen was slightly dark, not because the brightness hadn't been adjusted, but simply because the environment in the basement where Lan Ze was currently located was rather dim.

"Aaaaaa!"

Tiamat let out a song filled with jealousy, as if she were about to bite her handkerchief; the song, more melancholic than before, now carried a hint of resentment.

Tiamat was initially delighted upon learning that she had the ability to manifest in the real world, and she also had a strong liking for Medea.

Shortly after that, the other party suddenly dropped the pretense and, right in front of her, stole her child...

This act, which was no less than NTR, was an immense torment for Tiamat, to the point that the gentle Creation Mother Goddess almost lost control and wanted to flap her wings and fly towards the Fuyuki Singularity on the spot.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that Tiamat has already lost control of herself; the Creation Mother Goddess, longing for her child, no longer cares about Humanity's Order or social norms.

However, Tiamat's hands were held tightly by Sajyou Manaka and Ryougi Shiki. The two of them were very tacit and tried their best to hold her, preventing her from flapping her wings and flying towards Fuyuki.

"Calm down, Mother. Once Miss Medea expands the capacity of the Greater Grail, you will be able to reach Fuyuki. Now, please calm down, okay?" Irisviel tried her best to soothe the Creation Mother Goddess in a gentle tone.

But as she spoke, she couldn't help but glance at the boy in the picture again, her eyes flickering slightly, and a ripple of emotion stirred within her.

Ryougi Shiki gazed at the boy in the picture, her brow furrowing slightly, and whispered, "I've thought about going to find him too."

Unlike Tiamat, she has the ability to accept being summoned to the real world, however...

"No! If you go, I'll go too, but have you considered what will happen to this woman?" Sajyou Manaka.

There is currently a balance of power between Sajyou Manaka and Ryougi Shiki. If Ryougi Shiki sets off to accept the summons, Sajyou Manaka will also set off immediately. However, in this case, no one will be able to suppress Tiamat.

Who knows, when they left Tokyo, Tiamat might also flap its wings and fly to the Singularity in Fuyuki.

Ryougi Shiki frowned slightly, then couldn't help but look up again.

Just then, Medea slightly raised her hand and snapped her fingers. As she did so, the candlelight in the basement quietly lit up, illuminating the dimly lit secret room.

Medea gently embraced Lan Ze, allowing him to get closer to her, while one hand rested on the back of his head, letting his face touch her chest.

"Medea, let's forget about it... I'll just wait for the Master's mana supply to arrive later." At this moment, Lan Ze suddenly looked up at Medea and said softly.

"If someone finds out..."

"It's alright, Master."

Medea gently comforted him, as if she were truly a witch, patiently guiding the boy, and softly said:

"There are only the two of us here, so no one will notice... Even if we are discovered, it won't matter, we're just supplying each other with magic."

Medea gazed at him tenderly, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "It will be over soon..."

"If Master is willing to work a little harder, it will be possible soon..."

Medea's voice gradually became ethereal and softer until finally, her beautiful eyes were half-closed, she gently held the back of Lan Ze's head, and her pointed toes slowly moved upwards along the table.

Tiamat's crimson eyes were fixed on the image, gleaming with jealousy.

"Raaaaa--!!!"

The gentle singing was filled with the wrath of the Creation Mother Goddess. A series of thunderous booms echoed through the Tokyo sky, lingering like thunderclaps, and bursting forth with dazzling light beneath the heavens.

If we were to compare the current scene to a live broadcast, then Ryougi Shiki Princess of the Root and the others would be the audience, while Tiamat was greatly "moved" by what she saw and thus sent several rockets.

If Medea knew that the Creation Mother Goddess was watching, she might even thank Tiamat for the rockets she had sent.

Outside, Merlin lay on the floor like a clown, unable to see anything but hear Tiamat's powerless rage, a mixture of envy and jealousy that seemed to be biting a handkerchief. The emotionless nightmare trembled slightly, wondering what heinous things Lan Ze had done to elicit such fury from the gentle Mother Goddess.

Even though he couldn't see anything right now, Merlin could still feel the terrifying magical power emanating from that room. It seemed that not only Tiamat, but everyone else's patience was also nearing its limit.

"Come back soon, Lan Ze..." Merlin cried out in his heart, hoping that Lan Ze could return quickly to save his good brother from his dire situation.

Unfortunately, such an idea is ultimately unrealistic.

"How's it going?"

As Medea led Lan Ze out of the basement, Artoria, with her enormous heart, walked towards them, her beautiful emerald green eyes looking at him with concern.

Before Lan Ze could speak, Medea smiled and said, "I have examined him carefully. Master is in good condition. Given some time, I can also break the seal placed on his Spirit Origin."

As she spoke, Medea smiled and looked at the boy beside her, saying softly, "Right, Master?"

Lan Ze lowered his head, softly hummed in agreement, and nodded, too embarrassed to look at Artoria's face.

Artoria breathed a sigh of relief, a faint smile appearing on her face, "That's good. Thank you for your hard work, Caster."

As she spoke, she looked at the woman who had a slender and sexy figure.

Medea simply shook her head gently, her face flushed from being moisturized. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and said softly, "This is all for Master. It's nothing hard at all."

Medea turned and gazed tenderly at the boy beside her, smiling as she said, "If you need anything next time, feel free to ask me, Master."

Recalling the scene just now, Medea's face showed a fainter smile.

However, she quickly collected her thoughts, turned to look at the woman in front of her, and said seriously, "Lancer, can I ask you for a favor?"

"You say." Artoria nodded.

"I would like to invite you and Miss Scathach to come with me to Mount Enzou. We can discuss the details on the way," Medea said, gazing into Artoria's eyes.

"Mount Enzou ...?" Artoria's eyes widened in confusion, and she glanced at Lan Ze instinctively.

"Is it related to him?"

Medea gave an affirmative answer and nodded.

"Okay." Artoria nodded in agreement, then looked at Mordred, who was spying on them.

"Xiao Mo, you stay here and protect Lan Ze."

When did my mother notice me...? Mordred was startled, and the figure of the girl who had been hiding in the corner gradually emerged.

Artoria turned to Ishtar at the doorway and said, "Archer, you should come with us too."

"Eh--"

Ishtar was clearly reluctant. She glanced at Lan Ze, her eyes darting around, and said, "Let Momo go with you. I'll stay here to protect the Divine Messenger— "

"No!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard several voices unanimously and bluntly reject her.

Sending Ishtar to protect Lan Ze is like throwing good money after bad.

Ishtar frowned, displeased, and said, "I feel like you've developed some unnecessary misunderstandings about my character."

"I'm not the kind of person who would have any desires for a child like that. In fact, to have any desires for the current Divine Messenger would be the work of a female pervert, wouldn't it?"

The room fell silent for a moment.

"Do such people really exist?" Ishtar added insult to injury.

The people inside the room were all caught in the crossfire without anyone noticing.

Artoria silently turned her face away, Medea's expression turned somewhat unpleasant for a moment, and in the corner, Scathach, who had been staring at Lan Ze with her arms crossed, also inadvertently shifted her gaze, giving off an "it has nothing to do with me" look.

On the other side, Tiamat, who had just been furious, uttered a soft "Aaa" somewhat embarrassed. Ryougi Shiki, who was usually calm, also lowered her eyes slightly, seemingly embarrassed by Ishtar's impassioned words.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. Lan Ze at that age doesn't understand anything, and it seems a bit inappropriate to make a move on a boy like that...

Seeing the sudden silence, Ishtar paused slightly, then a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she uttered an "Eh," staring suspiciously at the group.

Why do you all seem a little guilty?

"Could it be...?"

Medea coughed lightly, interrupting, "Archer, among us, you are the only one with air superiority, so your presence is quite necessary. If possible, we would like you to come with us to Mount Enzou to provide cover."

Lan Ze, hoping to move on from this topic quickly, hurriedly said, "Caster means that Ishtar is indispensable, and everyone needs your help!"

Ishtar's brow relaxed as she looked at Medea.

Medea nodded immediately.

Ishtar immediately let out a delighted laugh, "Heh heh heh, of course, after all, I am the Goddess of Heaven!"

She stood with her hands on her hips, looking as smug as if she were about to shrug her tail.

"There's really no other way. Since you've all put it that way, I'll reluctantly accompany you to Mount Enzou!"

After saying that, she turned to Mordred and said, "Little Mordred, you must protect my Divine Messenger!"

"Father King, please rest assured and leave it to me!" Mordred gave a reassuring, bright smile.

Mordred stood at the doorway, watching as several Servant concealed their presence and quietly headed towards Mount Enzou. Turning to the boy beside her, she said, "Father King, let's go back to our room."

Lan Ze grunted in agreement and turned to return to the mansion.

For now, they can only wait for news from Medea. The simplest way to deal with the mysterious Heroic Spirit is to summon a Heroic Spirit stronger than it.

For example... Tiamat.

These past two days have been drizzling. Behind Lan Ze lies a gloomy sky, and raindrops patter down on the floor like countless lotus flowers in bloom.

He was about to go back to the house with his daughter when a pure and melodious voice suddenly came from behind him. "So you were indeed summoned back last night by Matou-san's Command Spells?"

Lan Ze turned his head and saw a blonde girl with braided pigtails standing in front of the courtyard, holding an umbrella. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the boy in the mansion, and smiled slightly, "I'm relieved now."

Last night, Jeanne d'Arc struggled with the decision of whether or not she should go to the Tohsaka Family to check on things.

Logically, as the referee, I shouldn't interfere too much in the affairs of my Servant.

But Lan Ze's condition at the time was something that couldn't help but worry about...

After much deliberation, Jeanne d'Arc finally came over, wanting to check on Lan Ze's current situation.

"Ruler?" Mordred exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing here?!"

"I came to check if Caster had returned to Matou-san's side. Now that I see him here, I'm relieved." After Jeanne d'Arc finished speaking, she turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of Mount Enzou.

After a moment of contemplation, she turned to the two of them, gave them a warm smile, and said, "I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

After saying this, Jeanne d'Arc continued walking down the street.

Mordred quickly ran out of the courtyard, watching Jeanne d'Arc's departing figure, her brow furrowing slightly. "This is bad... Lady Jeanne d'Arc is Servant summoned by the Greater Grail, and judging from the direction she's heading, she's heading towards Mount Enzou..."

Lan Ze followed, glancing at Jeanne d'Arc. He also felt a bit troubled and muttered to himself, "She won't agree to Medea secretly altering the Greater Grail, not even if it's just changing its capacity."

"We have to stop her..." Mordred said softly.

Lan Ze sighed helplessly, "We can't stop the referee."

"Hmm... it's impossible to stop the Ruler by force..." Mordred paused, then suddenly said, "But I felt that Jeanne d'Arc' Arc's gaze towards Father King just now seemed quite gentle..."

Mordred slowly turned to look at Lan Ze, narrowed his eyes, and whispered in his ear, "Father King, why don't you go and seduce... I mean, bring Miss Jeanne d'Arc back? Just say you have something to discuss with her or something."

Lan Ze immediately shook his head. "No... Miss Jeanne d'Arc isn't stupid, we'll be found out if we lie to her like this--"