Chapter 47: The vixen Seducing Shirou, Illya Is Exploding with Rage

Medea was speechless.

"You think you're convincing like this, unknown Servant?"

"I wasn't playing with you," Shirou insisted on that sentence.

Medea's brain short-circuited from him.

'Can you only say this one sentence?'

Suddenly, she fixed her eyes on Shirou, staring at his emotionless face.

After a pause, as if realizing something, she began to laugh, "Hahaha!"

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is… really didn't expect this," she muttered to herself.

"What are you laughing at?", Shirou asked emotionlessly.

"Hehe," Medea stopped laughing and said in a good mood, "I thought you were a battle-hardened man, but turns out you're unexpectedly pure-hearted, and... a bit cute."

A question mark popped above Shirou's head.

'Am I... being teased?'

Just as Shirou was about to defend himself, Medea suddenly stood up. If he hadn't withdrawn his sword in time, she really would've exited the stage.

"As expected," Medea seemed certain of her understanding of Shirou, and smiled slightly, "Unknown Servant, let's cooperate."

Before Shirou could respond, she added, "As you've seen, my Master has already abandoned me. So, how about I go to your side? Although I don't know why exactly, it seems like you need a strong magus."

"Just now, I won't guarantee anything else, but in terms of magecraft, even the Holy Grail itself, as long as there's enough mana, I can create it."

"Same thing as before," Shirou kept his cold and aloof godly demeanor, "Give me a reason to trust you."

"You're not even suspicious about me saying I can create the Holy Grail?", Medea looked surprised, then laughed, thinking she hadn't misjudged this person after all, "You really trust others too easily, unknown Servant."

Under Shirou's (fake) cautious gaze, she took out her Noble Phantasm: Rule Breaker.

"Don't worry," Medea lightly smiled, somewhat as explanation, "If it were any other time, I might betray you. But…"

Saying that, she stabbed herself in the chest.

Magical light overflowed from her chest, and she let out a pained scream.

When the light faded, she weakly swayed as if she was about to fall.

Having just finished restocking, Shirou instinctively sheathed his sword and supported her.

'Are all women's bodies this soft?'

"Hmph! Hmph!"

Medea seemed proud, and said weakly, "Now I've severed my contract with that arrogant coward."

"..."

"You don't believe me?", Medea truly had no strength left as she leaned on Shirou.

Her fingers touched his chest, "You should be able to feel it, I'm almost out of mana."

"Planning to exit the stage just like this?"

"How could I," Medea's hand was already touching Shirou's chin. She raised her head and smiled like a fox, "This is just my token of allegiance. Otherwise, I'd have no way to make a serious guy like you trust me."

"Just so you know, my Master is far from here. That means you don't have the mana to bring me back to meet him," Shirou reminded her.

Medea's actions made him feel strange.

He originally just wanted Medea to reveal her Noble Phantasm, offer a token of loyalty, and then he'd bring her back to the Einzbern castle.

He didn't expect this girl to directly sever the contract with her Master. Then how would she survive?

For some reason, Shirou had an ominous feeling.

"Hmph! Hmph! How could there not be a way?", Medea pinched his chin, exhaling orchid-like breath, "Don't refuse, unknown Servant, if being with me benefits you greatly…"

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'I knew it… I knew it!'

Shirou's eyes went dull.

He wasn't clean anymore. He got forcefully kissed by another bad woman, and this time she even stuck her tongue in.

———

Meanwhile, at the Einzbern castle, Illya had completely exploded.

Holding a pillow, she was furiously venting.

"Get your mouth off him! You damned fox, how dare you, how dare you seduce my Berserker! I won't forgive you!"

"AHHHH!"

Illya exploded, really exploded.

"She even stuck her tongue in!"

"I'll kill you! I'm definitely going to kill you, you VIXEN!"

That night's breaking news: A luxurious castle in the suburbs of Fuyuki City suffered a huge explosion due to a gas leak.

———

"Enough!"

Shirou pushed away the no-longer-weak Medea, his expression unhappy, the mana she absorbed from him was all supplied by Illya.

"Oh, didn't like it?",NM Medea teased.

Maybe it was just an illusion, but Shirou seemed to see her lick her lips.

That left him speechless.

"Can't you… be a bit more self-respecting?", After thinking hard for a while, Shirou forced out this line.

He really didn't know how to deal with women.

"Seems like you're more angry about my flirtation," Medea slightly retracted her smile, "But even if you're angry, you only say something like that. Unknown Servant, sometimes being too kind is a bad thing."

"You're the last person I want to hear that from," Shirou said darkly, picking her up.

'Hosting-san, don't talk to her. Head to Einzbern Castle as fast as possible without being easily noticed.'

After switching to auto-mode, Shirou started moving.

His figure swiftly darted beneath the tall buildings of the city.

[Presence Concealment: E-]

Shirou: "..."

'Why does it feel like I am playing hide-and-seek?'

Medea, whom he was carrying, said a few words, and realizing Shirou had no intention of talking to her, also fell silent.

'Why did I do something like that?', Medea asked herself.

She wasn't the type to easily trust others, let alone do something so outrageous. Yet this time, she was unexpectedly impulsive.

'At the very least, I should've formed a contract…'

'Is it because he wasn't interested in my identity, didn't call me a witch, or didn't doubt what I said?'

'Clearly a serious guy, but pretending to be a cold-blooded killer.'

'It's really baffling where this Servant came from.'

———

Back at Einzbern Castle, before Shirou even set Medea down, he was attacked... by Sella.

Or rather, it wasn't an attack, it was contempt.

"Weird," Sella swung a broom, forcefully sweeping out the trash, muttering to herself, "Is the garbage too big? No matter how I sweep, it just won't go away."

"Sella… this," Liz took out the bug spray she had prepared.

Shirou's eyelids twitched, "Calling her garbage and a pest is going a bit too far, isn't it?"

"Tch!", Sella clicked her tongue in displeasure, "Filthy thing, don't speak."

"Berserker… not clean. Milady, orders, exterminate… pest!"

Shirou understood Liz's words.

Medea was being treated like a pest.

"Seems I'm not welcome here, Berserker," Medea chuckled, but deep inside couldn't help marveling.

'To possess such calm rationality and intellect, and yet appear in the Berserker class…'

'What kind of hero, with what kind of will, can control such madness?'

Even in Greek mythology, among all the heroes Medea couldn't handle, perhaps not even the great Heracles could manage this.

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