Heroic Spirits Challenge to Battle / I Treat All My Wings Equally

"After all, even if he was a devil, he really was handsome."

"No, what on earth am I thinking about a man I've only just met?"

Medusa's face grew redder and redder, as though it might start dripping.

"..." Lin Luo.

This woman certainly seemed to have a rich inner world.

Was she the secretly passionate type?

Chapter 45: Heroic Spirits Challenge to Battle

The Matou residence!

Because of the Holy Grail War, Lin Luo simply decided to stay there.

It would only be a few days, anyway. It wouldn't hold anything up.

The dining room.

"Medusa, your cooking is so yummy."

Sakura Matou spoke indistinctly, her cheeks stuffed full.

"It really is delicious."

Lin Luo praised her as well. "Plenty of hotel chefs can't match your skills."

"You're too kind."

Medusa sat on her heels on the floor and responded graciously.

You really wouldn't guess she had this sort of personality from her appearance.

Lin Luo marveled inwardly.

Compared with other proud, unruly Heroic Spirits, she was unusually easy to get along with.

And then there was that secretly passionate side of hers...

"Medusa."

"Hmm?"

"Have you ever heard of a lap pillow?"

"Huh?"

Medusa's lovely face flushed slightly. "You may have confessed your feelings to me, but I haven't said yes yet. Doing this is too... too..."

As a Heroic Spirit, she had been supplied with plenty of modern knowledge.

Seeing her reaction, Lin Luo lay down on her lap without waiting for an answer.

Immediately!

Softness cushioned the back of his head. Medusa protested in annoyance, "How could you do that?"

"You didn't say no."

"That's because I hadn't made up my mind yet."

"That means you agreed deep down."

"You... you're twisting my words."

Despite her complaints, Medusa gently stroked Lin Luo's hair, gazing into his wine-red eyes.

"..." Sakura Matou.

Does Uncle Devil really like this?

She blinked, then obediently sat down and patted her legs. "Uncle Devil, I can do it too."

"No, you're still too little."

Medusa immediately refused, even shifting her body forward a little.

This child is so tiny and adorable.

Absolutely not!

"Huh? Huh? Huh?"

Sakura Matou looked a little bewildered.

Why did Medusa suddenly seem so scary?

Meanwhile.

Feeling the softness against his face, Lin Luo froze for a moment, then took a deep breath.

He silently applauded her. Sakura, you get a thumbs-up from me.

Medusa kept everything bottled up inside. She needed a little push.

Hmm, I should let her meet the rest of my familiars sometime.

Only after a long while.

Did Lin Luo finally get up from the floor.

He stretched and headed outside.

"What are you going out for?"

Medusa hurried after him, asking instinctively.

"Didn't you sense someone issuing a challenge?"

Lin Luo grinned. "Since we've chosen to participate in the Holy Grail War, how could we ignore someone challenging us?"

"Hmm?"

Medusa looked slightly taken aback. Then, as though she had sensed something, her expression briefly stilled before she smiled. "Then I shall fight alongside my Master."

"As you should."

"Haha, has a Servant finally answered my challenge? You certainly kept me waiting."

Amid a sprawling cluster of warehouses, a man carrying spears slowly emerged.

Opposite him stood a woman clad in armor, with dazzling golden hair and a single unruly tuft sticking up from her head.

Their gazes met, almost sending sparks flying.

"What a fierce fighting spirit. Judging by your attire, you must be Saber."

"And since you wield spears, I take it you're this war's Lancer."

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne and Artoria Pendragon.

These two Heroic Spirits, whose illustrious names had gone down in history, met at this moment.

No further words were necessary. Their blazing fighting spirits said it all.

Bang! Bang!

The ground shook beneath them both as they shot forward like cannonballs.

Boom!

With a thunderous crash.

The two figures slammed into each other.

Sword and spear collided, sending streams of sparks flying amid a series of explosive reports.

In an instant.

Their fighting spirit surged in every direction, tearing the ground apart again and again.

At that moment!

Behind a distant shipping container, Kiritsugu Emiya and Maiya Hisau lay concealed.

This was the ideal position to set up.

The custom sniper rifle he had prepared for this Holy Grail War would let him take a shot at a moment's notice.

"Kiritsugu, is it really all right to let Saber act on her own like this?"

Maiya Hisau observed the battlefield through binoculars. "Apart from those two, no other Heroic Spirits have appeared."

"There's no helping it. She wanted to accept the challenge, and using a Command Spell in this situation would be too wasteful," Kiritsugu Emiya said impassively. "She and I are a terrible match."

In his original plan, it would have been best to have someone else pose as the Master in his place.

Unfortunately, there had been no suitable candidate.

As the Magus Killer, he remained alone to this day. No mage was willing to help him with something so dangerous.

"Wait, someone else has appeared."

Maiya Hisau spoke up. "There are two of them. One should be the Master."

"Have they finally shown themselves?"

A cold glint flashed through Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes as he placed his finger on the trigger. "Now, which one is the Master?"

Chapter 46: I Treat All My Wings Equally

Shipping containers were piled across the grounds!

Amid flashing blades, the armored warriors fought each other without restraint.

This modern setting seemed to have become a genuine battlefield of antiquity.

Every so often, the ground collapsed and shipping containers split apart.

Artoria and Diarmuid.

The mere shock waves of their battle were enough to destroy everything around them.

And yet!

Into this battlefield came a young man in a school uniform, carrying himself with an air of nobility, accompanied by a breathtakingly beautiful woman.

In contrast to the fighting in the distance, the pair strolled toward the battlefield as leisurely as if they were on an outing.

Interesting. Artoria is alone. Is this another change?

Watching the battlefield, Lin Luo's eyes took on a thoughtful glint.

"Hmm?"

Artoria's and Diarmuid's expressions sharpened, and they broke apart in unison.

"Though I don't know which of you is the Servant..."

Looking at the two newcomers, Diarmuid smiled heartily. "Since you've come here, I trust you won't begrudge me a battle."

He raised his spear high, his fighting spirit soaring into the sky.

Medusa was about to step forward, but Lin Luo gave her a look that said he would handle it.

After a moment's hesitation, Medusa whispered, "Be careful."

"Don't underestimate me."

Lin Luo smiled. "I am a devil, after all."

"A devil?" ×2

Artoria's and Diarmuid's eyes flickered.

Countless thoughts raced through their minds as they tried to determine which devil had manifested as the Heroic Spirit before them.

"Artoria, I've heard so much about you."

Lin Luo looked at that unruly tuft of hair and smiled. "At last, I get to meet you today."

"How did you know it was me?"

Artoria's pupils contracted, and she instinctively asked, "Have we met before?"