Great Britain's Sword Saint

"Yes, Mr. Merlin's swordsmanship is truly amazing! His opponent was the legendary King Arthur, wielder of the Holy Sword, and Mr. Merlin actually repelled her with just his swordsmanship! It's incredible!"

Mash recalled the epic sword fight between Merlin and King Arthur not long ago. In that moment, she understood what it meant for blades to flash and otherworldly beings to soar.

Merlin, the person in question, scratched his head and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha~ It's really nothing. I taught that girl all her sword techniques. She's really improved a lot since becoming a Heroic Spirit. Otherwise, back when she was still a king, she couldn't last twenty moves against me. Sigh, this time I haven't practiced in years, so I'm really out of practice. It took me over forty moves to completely gain the upper hand. Can't let that happen again."

Mo Shuying: "."

He truly lives up to his title as the Sword Saint of Great Britain. Merlin, don't you remember your Class is Caster?!

"Hehe~ Don't look at me like that. Even though I'm a Caster, chanting spells is too much trouble, and there's a risk of biting my tongue. It's just easier to use a sword directly."

Merlin added, and Mo Shuying's expression grew even stranger.

Look at him! Is that something a Grand (candidate) Mage should say? If you went for Grand Saber, wouldn't you easily qualify?

Anyway, there were so many things to pick apart that he didn't know where to start. However, thanks to Merlin's interruption, the atmosphere between Mo Shuying and Fujimaru Ritsuka became much more relaxed, and they quickly grew familiar with each other.

"Ah~ Mr. Mo, you single-handedly resolved that Singularity? That's amazing! We even had help from Caster Cú Chulainn and Lord Merlin, and it was still a struggle for us to succeed."

Mash's eyes filled with admiration upon learning of Mo Shuying's past accomplishments.

"I'm so envious! I want to become an excellent Master like Mr. Mo too!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt the same way. This battle had made her realize her own weakness, and her desire to become stronger was surging.

"You're already excellent. Have a little more confidence in yourself. Believe that you're the best."

Mo Shuying encouraged her. Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded at Mo Shuying, and her gaze gradually became fervent.

"Uh, it seems Dr. Roman is done with his discussion. Let's go see what the next plan is."

"Mhm! Mhm! Mhm! Mhm!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, now a fan girl, followed Mo Shuying over to Romani and the Director.

"You, I didn't expect you'd actually be willing to help."

The Director recognized Mo Shuying. She had originally received a warning from Mo Shuying, but hadn't taken it seriously. Otherwise, she might not have "died."

"Hey, I had nothing else to do anyway. Being idle is just being idle."

Mo Shuying said with a smile.

"You, that attitude won't do. Humanity is on the verge of destruction, and there are seven more Singularities that need to be fixed. We're short-staffed, so you're coming with us."

The Director stated it as a matter of course.

Mo Shuying frowned. He didn't like being ordered around.

"Are you ordering me? Little girl!"

Mo Shuying's eyes turned fierce as he glared at the Director. The Director's heart skipped a beat. Even though she no longer had a heart, she still felt a pang of fear!

Romani quickly stepped in as mediator, saying,

"Mr. Mo is a man of great righteousness! He has already agreed to help us deal with the Singularities. Director, you don't need to worry about this. Someone! Take the Director back to rest!"

Romani waved his hand, and two female staff members immediately ran over, coaxing and dragging the Director away.

Once the Director was dragged off, Romani looked at Mo Shuying somewhat awkwardly and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo. The Director didn't mean any harm, but that's just her personality. Please be understanding."

Mo Shuying actually knew the Director's personality as well. He waved his hand, not taking it too seriously.

"What's the plan next? Let me make this clear first: I agreed to help you, meaning I'm helping you. If that little girl uses that commanding tone with me again, I might have to reconsider my next steps."

Mo Shuying wasn't going to pamper the Director. He was a post-95, from a generation that would quit their boss on a whim.

"No, no! Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Romani wiped the sweat from his forehead. Suddenly, he felt that having the Director back wasn't necessarily a good thing.

"Next, everyone can rest for a day. After a short break, we'll head to the next Singularity again. After all, time is of the essence, and there's no room for delay. It's best to resolve this as quickly as possible."

Romani looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash.

"You two should also go get some rest soon. You've worked hard. I'll have someone deliver food to your rooms shortly."

"Okay, thank you."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was indeed very tired. She desperately needed a soft bed and pillow right now.

After that, it was rest time.

Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka were probably already in dreamland, but Mo Shuying and Merlin didn't choose to rest.

Mo Shuying was full of energy and didn't need to. As for Merlin, he was a descendant of nightmares. Sleep? What if he ended up in someone else's dream? Wouldn't that make him even more awake?

The two walked into the snow. Mo Shuying gathered a large pile of snow, preparing to build something else. As he piled, he asked,

"What do you think of Fujimaru and the others?"

Merlin stood to the side, looking into the distance, a smile playing on his lips.

"Very good. Limitless potential. Although they are still just a chrysalis now, they will definitely transform into beautiful butterflies."

"That's high praise."

Mo Shuying nodded, not refuting it. In his hands, a snowman quickly took shape, but without branches for arms. Mo Shuying turned to look at Merlin's staff.

"What are you trying to do?"

Merlin immediately put his staff away. It was his favorite one!

"Hmph, stingy."

Mo Shuying shot Merlin a disdainful look, then began searching through his own space. Soon,

"This will work!"

With that, Mo Shuying pulled out two antlers. These were spoils he'd gained after killing a luminous deer beast, and they were magical materials.

He used the pair of antlers, sticking them into either side of the snowman. Merlin's eyelids twitched, and then the snowman exploded, unable to withstand the antlers' Mana.

*"Bang!"*

"Damn it! What was that?!"

Mo Shuying looked at the shattered snowman with surprise. Merlin saw one of the antlers by his feet, and his eyes lit up slightly. Then, without anyone noticing, he put it away. This was excellent material, after all.

"Huh? Where's the other one?"

Mo Shuying was stunned for a second, then picked up the antler not far away, but he couldn't find the second one anywhere.

He looked at Merlin.

"Merlin, did you see the other antler?"

Merlin shook his head.

"No idea."

"..."

Mo Shuying narrowed his eyes at Merlin, feeling like Merlin was hiding something.

"Never mind. You can have this one; it's no use to me anyway. Oh, by the way, Hohenheim seems to be really good at making items—like, maxed-out item creation. So, can I use all the materials I have? I bet I could make a lot of good stuff. The Philosopher's Stone is still pretty enticing."

Mo Shuying turned thoughtfully, and with a flash, he was back inside Chaldea.

Merlin looked at the antler in his hand, deep in thought.

"He just said... he has a lot of materials?"

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