Medusa, I Choose You

As he died, his eyes were filled with fear and rage.

This Devil had actually broken his promise.

Lin Luo curled his lip.

An old monster, not a pretty girl—did he really not know where he stood?

"Uncle Devil, lying is bad."

Sakura Matou blinked and reached out to pat Lin Luo's arm.

"Sakura, you don't have to keep promises to bad people."

Lin Luo patted Sakura Matou's head. "And don't believe anyone else's words except mine."

Sakura Matou looked a little confused, but finally nodded. "Got it, Uncle Devil. Everyone except you is a bad person."

"..." Lin Luo.

This kid wasn't secretly sinister beneath that innocent exterior, was she?

Shaking his head, Lin Luo led Sakura Matou deeper into the mansion.

"Uncle Devil, aren't we leaving?"

Looking around, Sakura Matou edged closer to Lin Luo.

"You only wanted to leave because of Zouken Matou, right?"

Lin Luo smiled and explained, "He's dead now, so whether we leave or stay makes no difference, does it?"

"Yes, you're right, Uncle Devil."

Sakura Matou nodded, gazing at Lin Luo with admiration.

He understood exactly how I felt. Uncle Devil is the best.

She really knew how to make someone feel appreciated.

Lin Luo unconsciously started patting her head again.

Mm!

It felt better and better, too.

As they ventured farther in, they saw no one.

That was because, although the Matou Family was a distinguished family within the Magic Association,

and appeared to be thriving to outsiders,

in truth,

throughout these past few hundred years, the entire family had consisted of Zouken Matou alone.

The other family members had been nothing more than a facade.

Now that Zouken Matou was dead, all of it naturally fell apart.

"Actually, that's not quite right. This little girl should be the owner of this place now."

At that thought, Lin Luo instinctively glanced at Sakura Matou.

At least legally!

Sakura Matou was the true owner of this place.

And what belonged to his familiar belonged to him.

There was nothing wrong with that logic.

Chapter 44: Medusa, I Choose You

The Mato Mansion.

The underground library.

"This place really is well hidden."

Surveying the dazzling array of books around him, Lin Luo remarked, "Without Zouken Matou's directions, I probably would've had to demolish the entire mansion to find it."

"Uncle Devil, it's so boring here."

Sakura Matou brought over a little stool and sat on it, swinging her legs.

"These are for you!"

A Magic Circle flashed in Lin Luo's hand, and a huge pile of snacks covered the floor.

"Long live Uncle Devil!"

Sakura Matou cheered, her eyes already sparkling.

"A child through and through."

With that remark, Lin Luo casually picked up a book and began leafing through it.

[Origin +5]

[Origin +10]

As expected of the long-established Matou Family. They had quite a collection of magical knowledge.

Watching the messages continually appear before him, Lin Luo smiled.

"Huh?"

After finishing another book, Lin Luo's expression sharpened, and he raised his left hand.

A strange sensation coursed across the back of his hand.

The next instant!

As though an invisible force were gathering, a faint mark began to emerge, eventually becoming clearly visible.

"This...?"

Lin Luo stared at the mark on his hand, momentarily stunned.

Could it be that the Holy Grail War was taking place right now?

And the Greater Grail had chosen him as one of its Masters and granted him a Command Spell?

"But I'm a Devil."

Lin Luo murmured under his breath, "Could this also be because of Origin Magic?"

In this mishmash of a world, many things had been patched.

The Holy Grail War, for instance—at the very least, there had never been a precedent for a Devil participating.

Still, this seemed pretty good.

Could those Heroic Spirits be converted into Devils?

And that corrupted Holy Grail—would the sins of this world count as Origin?

A spacious living room!

An enormous Magic Circle radiated waves of light.

Lin Luo stood atop it, his left hand raised high.

[I hereby declare!]

[Your body shall be under my... entrust my fate.]

[Heed the summons of the Holy Grail...]

[Clad in the three great words of power, come forth from... guardian of the scales.]

As Lin Luo spoke in a low voice, the light from the Magic Circle grew ever more brilliant.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

After an unknown length of time, crisp footsteps rang out.

A tall figure slowly emerged from the light of the Magic Circle.

She had strikingly long purple hair that nearly reached the floor.

Most eye-catching of all, however, were her eyes, firmly concealed beneath a blindfold.

"Servant, Berserker. I have answered your summons."

The woman turned her head. Although her eyes were covered, her gaze still seemed sharp.

"Berserker?"

Lin Luo studied her, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Her class did not matter at all.

Even if she was a Berserker, it was fine as long as she retained her reason.

Most importantly, he had already recognized her.

The monster from myth and legend, Medusa.

This Servant was good. Very enticing.

"I get the feeling you're thinking something extremely rude."

Medusa frowned slightly. "And for a mage, your Magic Power is absurd."

"A mage?"

Lin Luo wore an odd expression as he replied, "No, I'm a Devil."

"Stop joking. How could a Devil possibly participate in the Holy Grail War?"

"But it's true."

Lin Luo grinned, and a sudden whoosh sounded.

A pair of black bat wings unfurled.

An intensely sinister aura filled the entire room.

Behind her blindfold, Medusa's pupils widened rapidly. She was utterly bewildered.

A Devil?

He really was a Devil?

What was going on?

How had a Devil managed to participate in the Holy Grail War?

"Either way, I'm very pleased with you."

Lin Luo looked her up and down. "At first, I was worried I'd summon a man."

Medusa came back to her senses and instinctively asked, "What difference would that make?"

Lin Luo said, "I'm a Devil who plans to build a harem. I'm allergic to men."

Medusa paused, then said speechlessly, "You really do follow your desires."

"Of course."

Lin Luo smiled. "And you're one of my targets, too. You're exactly my type, after all."

"..."

Medusa did not answer, but her cheeks flushed slightly.

It was her first time having someone confess to her like this.

She instinctively looked herself over.

But does he really like me? I'm too tall.

Being petite and cute is what makes someone beautiful.

But since he's said all that... I suppose I could give him a chance.