Journey to Find Heroic Spirits

Jack's voice was right by his ear, yet Kikunojo Tendo couldn't pinpoint its direction. His brow furrowed deeply.

This was the mist around him affecting him. It wasn't ordinary mist; it was one of Jack's Noble Phantasms.

[The Mist], a mist barrier generated by magic, not only harmed those within it but also stole their sense of direction.

After the Industrial Revolution, the vast amount of soot that began to be discharged in large quantities turned into sulfuric acid mist in the 1850s, causing a great disaster in London. [The Mist] was a Noble Phantasm that recreated that "fog of death."

To escape this mist barrier, one needed a considerable degree of intuition or a countermeasure.

Although Kikunojo Tendo possessed good combat skills, he wasn't strong enough to escape this mist or find Jack.

He slowly stood up and calmly said, "What kind of special ability derived from an animal's power is this? What a disgusting aura. That's why I hate you monsters so much."

Swish!

Jack's dagger suddenly appeared beside him. With his quick reflexes, Kikunojo Tendo narrowly avoided a fatal blow, leaving only a wound of unknown depth on his arm.

Blood slowly seeped out, staining his robes red.

After attacking, Jack revealed herself: a tattered cloak, two small, sharp daggers in hand, and a childish face with an innocent smile.

"So it's you. Did Yuxian send you to assassinate me?"

Kikunojo Tendo recognized Jack; he had seen the little girl by Yuxian's side before.

"No, we have to protect Mama. Anyone who hurts Mama must be killed."

Jack twirled the daggers in her hands, reversing their grip from a forward hold to a reverse hold.

"Then we'll see if you have the skill!" Kikunojo Tendo assumed a stance, preparing to face the enemy before him. Jack, now revealed, felt much less threatening.

Jack blinked. She also realized that the person before her was not easy to deal with.

"We need to get serious now."

She lowered her body, tensed her calves, and decided to go all out to finish the enemy quickly. Otherwise, Mama would be angry if she couldn't find them by morning.

As a crisp sound fell, dense magical mist emerged from beneath Jack, obscuring her form.

Here is hell, we are fire, rain, strength—slaughter descends here.

[Maria the Ripper]!

Jack's figure darted back and forth rapidly within the mist, her sharp daggers incessantly slicing at Kikunojo Tendo's body. In a short time, she had made countless passes.

This was Jack's Noble Phantasm. Her four daggers were imbued with the resentment of those 'unborn children.' Its power increased when three conditions were met: 'night,' 'fog,' and 'the target is female.'

If all conditions were met, it would transform into a curse that could even be activated from a distance.

It was currently the dead of night, and within the [The Mist] barrier, the first two conditions were met. Although not at its maximum power, it was still something Kikunojo Tendo could not withstand.

Puff, puff, puff sounds continuously emanated from Kikunojo Tendo's body as it was torn apart and scattered on the ground.

"Now Mama is safe." Jack sheathed her daggers, dispersed the mist, and left.

Leaving behind a scene of utter devastation...

Returning to their residence, Jack jumped through the window. She looked down and checked herself, and seeing no stains, she changed back into her cute pajamas.

She nudged Gretel aside, lay down beside Yuxian, curled up, and slowly fell asleep with a sweet smile on her face.

ps:

Guda: I really miss that Servant with red clothes, dark skin, and white hair! ~~~

Emiya: Is Master hungry?

Section 33 Chapter 13: Revenge is a dish best served cold, or rather, after ten years.

The next day, Jack was with everyone as usual, showing no hint of the previous night's events.

Perhaps, for her, it was a truly insignificant matter.

In the office of the Tendo Civil Security Company, everyone was gathered.

With their newfound income, everyone was in high spirits, and the office was filled with laughter and joy.

Kisaragi Tendo received a phone call, and her expression changed drastically.

After hanging up, her eyes lit up, and she eagerly began searching on the computer.

"Hahahaha!"

Kisaragi Tendo suddenly stopped what she was doing and burst into laughter while looking at the computer screen. Her laughter was wild, and her face contorted into a terrifying grimace.

She covered her face with her hands, unable to contain her excited and thrilled emotions, her body trembling with laughter.

"Kisaragi-sis, what's wrong? What happened?" Rentaro asked urgently, seeing her state.

Kisaragi Tendo turned the computer screen towards Rentaro and said with extreme excitement, "He's dead! Kikunojo Tendo is dead! He was assassinated at home and got what he deserved!"

Upon hearing this, Yuxian immediately leaned in to look at the news on the computer screen.

The news of Kikunojo Tendo's death surprised him greatly. The most powerful man in the Tokyo area, in his impression, wouldn't be killed so easily.

Looking at the news on the computer screen, the photo of the crime scene made his heart skip a beat.

The shattered corpse of Kikunojo Tendo and the brutal method of his murder immediately brought a terrible possibility to mind.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Jack, who was playing with her friends. Although Jack's face showed no change, still as innocent as ever.

But Yuxian knew that the guess in his heart was likely the real answer.

Not many people had the ability to assassinate Kikunojo Tendo, let alone dismember him so silently. Yuxian couldn't think of any other possibility.

His mind raced. The deed was done. He could deal with educating Jack later; the immediate priority was handling the current emergency.

He would absolutely not voice his suspicions. He wasn't a selfless person, and Kikunojo Tendo was certainly no good man. His death was his own business.

Yuxian narrowed his eyes and made a swift decision. To the hysterically laughing Kisaragi Tendo and the stunned Rentaro Satomi, he said, "Kikunojo Tendo's death will inevitably cause a reshuffling of political powers in the Tokyo area. You are his family. What you need to do now is to immediately take over the resources he controlled and secure the greatest benefit."

"I don't need anything from that filthy household!" Kisaragi Tendo refused without a second thought.

"No! You do," Yuxian stared at her, his expression serious. "He wasn't your only enemy. You need these resources, this power, to help you achieve your revenge."

Kisaragi Tendo gave Yuxian a deep look and left the office quickly without a word.

Yuxian knew she had accepted his suggestion. The look she gave him as she left was full of meaning. How could someone as intelligent as Kisaragi Tendo not hear the manipulative undertones in Yuxian's words?

She accepted Yuxian's suggestion because it was her greatest wish.

But at the same time, she also became wary of Yuxian, beginning to question his true intentions.

Yuxian was well aware that his actions would create a rift between them, but he wouldn't easily give up this opportunity. Kikunojo Tendo's death was unforeseen. If he could help Kisaragi Tendo gain more power, it would be very beneficial in the future.

Rentaro roared, "How could you let her do that!"

He didn't want Kisaragi Tendo to fall into hatred and was extremely displeased with Yuxian's manipulative words. He glared at Yuxian with a murderous look and questioned him furiously.

Yuxian gently closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions.

He opened his eyes again and said in an extremely cold tone, "Rentaro, do you truly love President Tendo? You should know what she wants most in her heart."

"Revenge will only drag her deeper into darkness!" Rentaro continued to roar.

"You're right, revenge never ends well for anyone," Yuxian agreed with him. "But Rentaro, are you planning to use love to enlighten President Tendo and make her let go of her hatred? You should be well aware of what the Tendo family has done. Do you really think they are innocent?"

Yuxian's words became fierce, like blades cutting into Rentaro. "You can't make her give up the idea of revenge. You can only watch as she slowly sinks into the vortex of hatred and is eventually consumed by it."

"Let me teach you a way to save President Tendo, to make her completely abandon her hatred," Yuxian's voice whispered like a demon's in Rentaro's ear. "Eliminate the source of hatred, and she will have no object for her hatred, and it will naturally disappear."

Rentaro collapsed onto the floor, staring at Yuxian in disbelief. He couldn't believe that the usually kind Yuxian would utter such devilish words.

Yuxian leaned down, bowed his head, and whispered in his ear, "If you don't want her to fall into darkness, then you must take her place."

"Rentaro!" Enju, seeing Rentaro's dazed state, rushed over to support him, glaring at Yuxian with angry eyes, her pupils turning crimson. If Yuxian dared to make any further move, she would pounce on him at any moment.

The once harmonious group was shattered by this sudden turn of events. Yuxian knew he couldn't stay there any longer and said to Mash and the others, "Let's head back for now."

On the way back, Mash hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself. "Senpai..."

Yuxian interrupted her. "I know, Mash. Don't worry, I'll handle this."

He knew what Mash wanted to say. The way Kikunojo Tendo was killed made it easy for anyone from Chaldea to suspect Jack.

Mash still felt uneasy, but she trusted Yuxian and could only suppress her anxiety, nodding with a heavy expression and saying no more.

ps:

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she lies (about Saint Graph stones)

ps:

Power Strike, Speed Strike, Skill Strike

This feels so awkward~~~

One day, they'll probably demand voice acting localization too.

O, Sun, obey death!

Section 34, Chapter 14: Jack is my daughter, and no one else gets to dictate otherwise.

Yuxian planned to take everyone back to the outer districts for a while.

The city was in turmoil. Kikunojo Tendo's death would undoubtedly cause a huge uproar. It was a wise choice to lie low in the outer districts.

Since they couldn't go to the Tendo Civil Security Company for now, there was no need to stay in the city. It would be better to go back to the outer districts and help Atalanta.

The outer districts were as peaceful as ever. Chiron was teaching the children, this time using a megaphone, his lecture audible from afar.

Atalanta was still busy, but much better off than when Yuxian first arrived. With sufficient funding, hiring ordinary people had become easier.

Although the Cursed Children were discriminated against by society as a whole, the allure of money could also change many people's views. As long as they weren't extremely stubborn extremists, the general public was more prone to following the crowd. Their dislike for the Cursed Children was far from reaching the point of fearing them like snakes and scorpions.

The news of Kikunojo Tendo's murder spread rapidly throughout the Tokyo area in a short time. Even the outer districts, a place isolated from the city, received the news.

Many staff members were whispering privately, discussing the incident and sharing their opinions.

Yuxian leaned casually on the doorframe, lazily watching the children play not far away, while contemplating his next move.

Atalanta rushed over to Yuxian and pulled him aside, questioning him sternly, "You had Jack do it?!"

Yuxian didn't understand her meaning at first, but he immediately realized she was referring to Kikunojo Tendo's death.

Before he could explain, Atalanta reprimanded him with a sharp tone, "Jack is not a tool! Her life has already been unfortunate enough, you shouldn't make her do these dirty jobs!"

Faced with Atalanta's indiscriminate accusations, Yuxian felt a surge of anger. He slammed Atalanta against the wall, narrowing his eyes as he stared at her.

"Jack is my daughter. I love her more than anyone, and I don't need you to teach me how to treat her."

Yuxian's tone was extremely stern. He had initially intended to explain, but now he was no longer in the mood.

"Precisely because she depends on you, you should take good care of her and educate her!" Atalanta didn't struggle against Yuxian's grip. Instead, she stubbornly met his gaze, showing no intention of backing down. She tried to persuade Yuxian.

"I don't need you to tell me how to educate her. I know better than you what she needs. Atalanta, put away your ridiculous pity. Jack doesn't need your pity. She's happy and joyful right now, and that's enough."

Yuxian suddenly released his grip, letting go of Atalanta. Feeling a sense of boredom, he turned and left, ignoring her.

He respected Atalanta and acknowledged her desire to help every child, and he was willing to help her achieve this wish.

But that didn't mean he fully agreed with Atalanta's methods. Every child was special, and what they needed varied greatly. Their definitions of happiness were also vastly different.

Did Yuxian treat Jack as a tool?

He chuckled at Atalanta's superficial words. Whether it was Jack or Gretel, they were far more sensitive than ordinary children. If he didn't treat them with sincerity, how could they possibly be so dependent on Yuxian?

If someone truly tried to use Jack as a tool, they would likely be torn to pieces in minutes.

However, Yuxian did need to give Jack some extra warnings. Such incidents should be avoided as much as possible. Even with a divine skill like [Information Erasure], it was hard to avoid leaving behind flaws that could endanger Jack.

Arriving at the place where the children were playing, Yuxian beckoned Jack over.

Seeing Yuxian call Jack over alone, Gretel whispered in her ear, "Jack, you're doomed. The Master must have found out about your bad deeds. You should run!"

"Why should I run?" Jack asked, confused.