Servantification Ritual

Seeing this, the group immediately moved a little closer, making room for her.

After they sat down, Medea looked at Mephistopheles and suddenly said, "It's clear that your director likes you very much."

Immediately, everyone at the table stopped eating and looked at Mephistopheles, wanting to see how Mephistopheles would respond.

As it turned out, Mephistopheles continued eating his meal as if nothing was wrong, showing no fear whatsoever.

He said as he ate, "Yes, I know."

Of course he knew. He wasn't clueless about love. He knew perfectly well what Marie, a woman who could hardly hide her thoughts, meant to him. But sometimes, even if you knew, there was no need to point it out. Maybe it was just a passing fancy?

Mephistopheles will not act until the other party has made a clear and genuine decision. This is out of respect and to give the other party the right to choose.

No matter what, he's a gentleman and should respect women!

Hearing Mephistopheles's reply, Medea looked at him, then sighed, "She's just a little girl, don't go too far."

This conversation left several people stunned. What kind of development was this?

"I didn't. Sometimes being too impulsive can lead to regret in the future, especially for someone like her. Her status doesn't allow her to be too impulsive." Mephistopheles shook his head, slurped the last noodle into his mouth, and then slowly exhaled.

It feels so good to have a full meal, especially a delicious one.

Medea struggled to suppress the urge to retort, and in the end only said, "You used to say something similar about me."

Mephistopheles smiled, recalling his past self, how he deliberately avoided Medea's feelings, only to be pushed away by Medea in the end due to an accident.

It was from that moment that he truly acknowledged the other person's feelings for him—passionate and sincere—and he had no regrets even though the relationship ended in separation.

They were indeed separated for thousands of years, and for Medea, that was a real millennium!

He found it hard to imagine how the other person had managed to endure such a long time, so all he could do was reach out and gently touch the other person's cheek. "I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize, this was my choice." Medea shook her head, took a small bite of the meat dish, and said, "It's really good, the taste is indeed excellent, much better than in my time!"

Then, while eating, she steered the conversation toward True Magic.

When do you plan to summon Artemis?

Mephistopheles pondered for a moment, "It's uncertain for now. Although I really want to summon her, I'm worried about potential problems. After all, when I summoned Shiva last time, I unexpectedly summoned another world's Artemis. If I summon another world's Artemis this time, things will get complicated."

"I can help. And given your connection with Artemis, a precise summoning spell should be able to lock onto the target completely," Medea said. "I've considered your current situation. If we summon Artemis, with her power as a virgin goddess, she might be able to help stabilize your condition."

"Steady state?"

"You're not planning to summon the three goddesses and then summon the Primordial Goddess Shakti through the trinity, which might be difficult? But if Artemis, being a goddess, helps, it will definitely reduce the difficulty. After all, she possesses the characteristics of a goddess, and moreover, she is your other half, which is also a very important concept."

Medea smiled slightly as she said this, "And don't forget, I can do it too. I have the power of the Blood Mother within me, and I also possess the concept of a wife. Combined with the concept of a mother that the Blood Mother has given me, as long as Artemis and I work together, we can definitely help you quickly summon the Shakti from afar."

Upon hearing this, Mephistopheles pondered for a moment and realized that Medea's words made a lot of sense. By relying on this special concept and gathering many feminine characteristics, all of which were related to him as husband and wife, it was indeed possible to greatly reduce the difficulty of summoning the Three Goddesses and combining them to summon the Primordial Goddess Shakti.

He nodded slightly. "Yes, I understand. It can definitely work. But this will keep us busy for the next couple of days. We'll need to redesign the spell and make sure we can accurately summon Artemis!"

Nearby, a group of people listened to the conversation between the two, but found that they couldn't get a word in edgewise. Even though Romani, as King Solomon, possessed extensive knowledge of Magecraft, he could only give up trying to communicate with them when faced with a topic involving a great deal of True Magic.

Because, although one can understand many parts, one needs to digest them first and make them one's own knowledge, unlike Medea, who had already been silently researching True Magic for thousands of years after learning it from Mephistopheles.

If it weren't for the difficulty in conducting research and verification on the Throne of Heroes, she might have already left the Throne of Heroes and run away.

After returning to her office, Olga Marie placed her food on the table, then speared a piece of meat with her fork and began to chew.

She muttered under her breath as she chewed, "Damn Mephistopheles, can't he just talk to me?!"

The thought of Medea's expression fueled her hatred even more.

"So what if we slept together first? What's so great about that? I refuse to believe that with my looks, I can't win over a mere Mephistopheles!"

That's what she said, but after she finished speaking, Olga Marie was stunned.

She froze for a moment, her cheeks flushed, and muttered, "What am I saying?! How could I say such a thing?! It's like... it's like a thirsty, wanton woman!"

Then, she looked around nervously, and only after confirming that there was no one else there did she secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, he stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth, chewing and complaining, "It's all Mephistopheles's fault! It's all Mephistopheles's fault! It's because of him that I inexplicably said such things!"

However, as she spoke, she fell into deep thought again.

As the director of Chaldea, she naturally knew how close Medea and Mephistopheles were.

Chaldea provides accommodations for its staff, including Servants, and Medea naturally has her own place to stay. However, last night, Medea stayed at Mephistopheles's place all night and did not come out.

Thinking about this, Olga Marie couldn't help but wonder if something had happened between the two of them.

It's like the kind of thing that happens between married couples!

Ironically, this kind of thing is all too normal. After all, he's Mephistopheles, the kind of guy who can spend every day with the woman he likes even in Singularity, without caring about others at all!

How could someone like that have left Medea alone and stayed put last night?!

That's impossible!

So the two of them must have had another very happy night!

Thinking of this, Olga Marie gritted her teeth and bit the flesh in her mouth even more thoroughly.

"No, as the director, I must have a serious talk with him. We absolutely cannot let him lose sleep because of this and let it affect his work!"

Olga Marie thought for a moment, then picked up the intercom in front of her and called out, "Summon Mephistopheles to my office, I need to speak with him!"

This is the director's duty, and it's also about being responsible for his employees and for the future of humanity!

Chapter 198 Servantification Formula

When Mephistopheles arrived at the office, he saw Olga Marie flipping through a file.

"Is there something you need from me?" Mephistopheles asked with a smile.

Although the other person was looking at documents, Mephistopheles could tell that their mind was completely elsewhere.

She first continued looking at the documents, or rather, pretended to look at the documents for a while. Mephistopheles watched her pretentious act with a smile and did not expose her.

Mephistopheles even pulled up a chair, sat down, and silently waited for the other party to finish their act.

After waiting for about a minute, Olga Marie coughed lightly, put down the file, and looked at Mephistopheles: "Well, you've come."

"So, what does the director need me for?" Mephistopheles asked. "Is it to handle some documents you have on hand? If so, wouldn't it have been easier to just tell me through our established communication channels? If it's urgent, saying so would certainly be better, since it wouldn't waste time traveling."

Olga Marie listened to Mephistopheles's words and took a deep breath. He was right; in case of emergency, relying on the contract between Servant and Master for communication was the best option. But was it appropriate for her to say what she wanted to say?!

If people can say things like that so casually, then... just how close would the relationship have to be?!

Moreover, what she wanted to say was something very serious, and it had to be said in person!

Olga Marie thought to herself, "The reason I called you here is quite serious. As you know, your strength is among the best in Chaldea. If something happens to you, our next operation will be greatly affected."

Mephistopheles nodded. "You're absolutely right. I'm just too important. What can I do? I'm just that powerful."

Looking at Mephistopheles's shameless behavior, Olga Marie took a deep breath. She realized that Mephistopheles could be quite narcissistic at times, extremely narcissistic!

Moreover, he's incredibly annoying, extremely annoying!

Where is the gentlemanly conduct I was promised? Why can't I see it at all now?!

"Humor is part of gentlemanly conduct, beautiful lady," Mephistopheles said with a smile, as if he could read her mind.

After he finished speaking, he asked, "Can you tell me what it is now?"

Olga Marie, who had been a little nervous and unsure of what to say, relaxed considerably because of the other person's teasing. Now, hearing the question, she felt somewhat embarrassed.

I was ready to risk my life to advise the other person not to be too indulgent during this period, but now that I've relaxed, I don't know what to say.

After hesitating for a while, she finally asked, "Did you spend the night with Medea last night?"

"Yes, that's right." Mephistopheles nodded naturally, as if there was no need to hide anything. "After all, it's been a long time since we last met, so we chatted for a long time, talking about the past, including a lot of Medea's experiences and some of her observations from her time on the Throne of Heroes."

At this point, Mephistopheles became even more excited.

"The Heroic Spirit of the Throne of Heroes can actually interact with each other, but each Servant's social circle is only so big, so naturally there are very few people they interact with."

"Medea generally interacted more with figures like Artemis, and also with some other Greece heroes."

Olga Marie immediately became interested upon hearing this. "Throne of Heroes can communicate with each other?"

This is the first time I've heard of this; it's very new information.

"Yes, so if Servants summoned during the Holy Grail War visit each other, they probably won't have any secrets to keep from each other. But because they are familiar with each other, things might turn out even more unexpectedly." As Mephistopheles said this, he couldn't help but think about how Medea, who was summoned during the Fifth Holy Grail War Holy Grail War in normal history, would have felt when she saw Heracles.

Perhaps seeing Heracles in his berserk state made her somewhat relieved; if it were Heracles in his normal state, Medea might not have even considered the possibility of seizing the Holy Grail.

Of course, these are all just speculations. After all, in the normal historical version of the Fifth Holy Grail War, Medea fell in love with her Master and made sacrifices for love, which is normal for Medea, given her romantic nature.

Then, Olga Marie looked at Mephistopheles's body. Although he was dressed, it was clear that Mephistopheles had an excellent figure, at least in terms of proportions, which were perfect.

She looked away with a hint of longing and asked, "How are you? How's your recovery going?"

"No problem, I can run and jump right now," Mephistopheles said. He was protected by Angelic Power, and as long as he was under the protection of Angelic Power, the poison would not be able to take effect and would dissipate on its own.

Olga Marie breathed a sigh of relief, and after chatting with Mephistopheles for a while, she seemed to have forgotten why she had called him over in the first place.

Seeing this, Mephistopheles said goodbye to Olga Marie after chatting for about ten minutes and was about to leave when she called him back.

"Wait a moment!"

Mephistopheles turned his head and asked, puzzled, "Is there anything else?"

"I haven't told you why I asked you to come here yet!"

Olga Marie's voice rose slightly, as if she had made up her mind, her eyes resolute, as if she were going to her death.

"Yes, that's right. I know about your relationship with Medea. It's normal to lose control when you finally meet. But you also need to be careful. You've only just recovered, so you need to ensure your combat strength isn't affected. This isn't just for your health, but also for the future of humanity. If something happens to you, all our plans will have to be postponed!"

Mephistopheles was stunned, not expecting this from her. Olga Marie, seeing Mephistopheles staring at her blankly, felt her cheeks burning. Trying hard not to let him notice, she spoke calmly, "What? Do you find this request difficult?"

She was extremely nervous at that moment. If she were still alive, she was sure her heart would jump right out of her mouth and bounce back and forth on the ground several times due to inertia.

What am I even saying? Will I be considered weird?!

Lost in her thoughts, she looked at the other person and wished she could disappear into the ground.

Mephistopheles just stood there, stunned, without saying a word for a long time.

Just as Olga Marie was awkwardly at a loss for what to do, Mephistopheles spoke up.

"No, it's not difficult. I just think you might have misunderstood something, Director." Mephistopheles laughed. "We really were just chatting last night. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't for now, otherwise it would harm her."

His answer secretly relieved Olga Marie. She really didn't know what to do if he hadn't answered, but Mephistopheles did, and he didn't seem to be offended by her, which reassured her.

Then, she grasped the key point of the passage.

"What do you mean 'temporarily not'? Otherwise, it will harm her?"

Mephistopheles immediately told Olga Marie that the toxins in his body had not been completely eliminated, but were only temporarily suppressed by the Angelic Power, and that he needed to wait for some time before the toxins were completely eliminated. Olga Marie felt a little scared after hearing this.

"Your method of learning True Magic seems fast, but it's also very dangerous. Are you sure you don't want to go to Romani for a checkup?"

Mephistopheles shook his head. "No need. I know my physical condition very well. Besides, I have the power of Archangel Raphael by my side, so there won't be any physical disintegration."

After Mephistopheles finished speaking, seeing that Olga Marie still looked a little worried, he added, "It should take about two or three days. I'll try my best to control my impulses then, so please don't worry, Director!"

Hearing this answer, Olga Marie confirmed that the other party was not lying. She glared at Mephistopheles and said, "Alright, I understand. You can leave now!"

"Okay, then remember to rest, although you're a ghost now and don't need to rest." Mephistopheles smiled, then immediately left the office, leaving Olga Marie staring wide-eyed.

Olga Marie gritted her teeth at Mephistopheles's words; she too longed for genuine fatigue, for a good night's sleep to truly relieve it!

If possible, she also hopes to regain her physical body so that she can better enjoy certain things.

While it's true that even a ghost's body would be acceptable, it still feels a bit strange and hard to accept if it's not a human body.

"Demi-Servant, a combination of a Servant and a human, that gives a human the qualities of a Servant..." Medea touched Mash Kyrielight's hand, a gentle gesture that made Mash Kyrielight involuntarily tense up.

"Don't be nervous, Ms. Mash Kyrielight. I'm just a little curious about your body."

Medea smiled; as a True Magic, Magecraft immediately noticed Mash Kyrielight's physical problem.

"When my clone saw you last time, I couldn't investigate much. First, there wasn't enough time, and second, it was just a clone, and its strength wasn't enough. But now it's different. Now that my true body has descended, I can easily see through your body."

Mash Kyrielight became even more nervous upon hearing this. She swallowed hard and whispered, "Is there a problem, Ms. Medea?"

"No problem, your body is very healthy. I can't see any hidden illnesses. It's like a perfect human body created by God. If your body were just an ordinary person, you might get sick, but you are already Demi-Servant, so you won't get sick anymore."

"After all, your body is a perfect human body, and your immune system is no different from that of humans. But now you have a perfect human body with the characteristics of a Servant, and your immunity is similar to that of a Servant. Ordinary diseases are no longer effective against you."