“Are you sure?”
Surtr asked back.
“Of course. The only person I know with the surname Matou is a guy, so he definitely wouldn’t be called that name.”
Tohsaka Rin nodded with utmost certainty.
Surtr scrutinized her face for a moment, confirming that she really wasn’t joking.
“Then where is Tohsaka Sakura, your younger sister, right now?”
It was a rather offensive question, but Surtr felt she still needed to figure it out.
“Why should I tell you this? What are you planning to do to her?”
Tohsaka Rin’s tone turned serious.
Her younger sister was her absolute taboo, and if anyone wanted to do anything to her, she would never let them off.
“Is it at the Edelfelt’s?”
Without caring about the other’s change in expression, Surtr spoke on her own.
If she hadn’t been adopted into the Matou Family, then it could only be the Edelfelts, who were relatives of the Tohsaka Family.
“…”
There was no response, but seeing the momentary change in the other’s expression, Surtr knew she had guessed correctly.
It seemed she had no choice but to reconsider the candidate for Rider now, along with Matou Zouken—with no successors left, what would he, with his days numbered, do with the fragments of the Holy Grail?
It gave her a slight headache, but she was genuinely happy for that tragic girl.
At least she wouldn’t have to go through hell.
“Don’t make that kind of expression. I don’t plan to do anything to her, I just purely want to confirm a few things.”
She looked at Tohsaka Rin, whose expression right now was quite gloomy.
“Is that so? Then what was the result?”
Tohsaka Rin’s tone didn’t relax.
“Not very good, but you don’t need to worry. I still strictly follow the rules and don’t plan to do anything to ordinary people.”
Surtr stepped back from the doorway.
Since Matou Sakura wasn’t here, there was no real need to stay here any longer.
“Goodbye.”
Surtr waved at Tohsaka Rin and walked toward the school gate with Medea.
“Hey, you’re really being too self-absorbed.”
Miss Tohsaka stood in place and stamped her feet.
‘Should I chase after them?’
“No, there’s no need.”
Glancing at the backs of the two, Tohsaka Rin shook her head.
“Although it’s just a conjecture, there’s a high probability they are targeting the Matou Family. Just keep an eye on that side afterwards.”
‘Mhm.’
Homurahara Academy Teaching Building.
After walking around a circle, Surtr and Medea came back into the school.
“Class 2-C, this should be the right place.”
After asking a few more students, Surtr finally found the location of a certain hero of justice.
Although Matou Sakura wasn’t here, she wasn’t the only important person in the school.
Emiya Shirou, a powerhouse who upgraded from a third-rate mage to cutting off arms in just over ten days.
Making some preparations early on was necessary.
The things she was going to do next shouldn’t be known by Tohsaka Rin, so she deliberately pretended to leave and then made a sudden return.
Through the window, she could faintly see that there was only one person left inside, which actually made things convenient for their operation.
“Medea, when we go in later, don’t give the other side a chance. But try not to hurt him, just knock him out.”
Surtr actually had quite a favorable impression of this hero of justice, so even if they were hostile, it wouldn’t come to taking the other’s life.
“Understood, Master.”
Inside the classroom, Emiya Shirou dumped the last bit of trash into the trash can, arranged his tools, straightened up, and let out a long sigh of relief.
“Finally done.”
The person on duty with him today had a sudden emergency, so there was no help for it; he had to clean up all by himself.
However, he was already used to these chores at home, so it wasn’t particularly difficult.
In the end, he just needed to throw these trashes into the disposal site.
Bending over, Emiya Shirou picked up the trash bag.
Just as he turned around, he saw a slender figure standing outside the door at some unknown time.
On the other’s beautiful and glamorous face, a pair of blue-purple eyes emitted an eerie glow.
His hair stood on end, and a sense of crisis eroded his brain.
He wanted to do something, but he had nothing in his hands except a bag of trash.
But before he could even raise his hand, he heard an unquestionable command beside his ear.
“Sleep.”
His head felt as if it had been struck by a hammer, his consciousness grew dim, and Emiya Shirou collapsed to the ground without even a chance to resist.
No, that didn’t happen—Miss Surtr grabbed the other’s collar at the very last moment, preventing his skull from making intimate contact with the floor.
“Master, is there anything special about this boy that requires us to specifically come looking for him?”
Medea looked quizzically at Emiya Shirou, who had been placed on the desk by Surtr.
No matter how she looked at him, the other was just a third-rate wild mage.
“His Magic Circuits are indeed a bit special, but that’s not the point. Coming here this time is mainly for the thing inside his body. Barring accidents, the scabbard of the holy sword of the stars should be inside him. See if you can take that thing out.”
“Of course, if it’s not there, just pretend I never said anything.”
Surtr quietly added afterwards, sounding not all that confident.
After all, Matou Sakura had already proven a miscalculation.
“A scabbard?”
Medea’s voice suddenly rose by a few notches.
“You’re saying that avalon is inside this mage who doesn’t even qualify as third-rate?”
“Barring accidents.”
“What good luck.”
Medea lamented the other’s luck.
To put it bluntly, this was no different from handing a divine artifact over to a beggar.
Even though the scabbard required the wielder of the holy sword to unleash its full power, as the top-tier Divine Construct, its research value alone was immeasurable.
“Can it be taken out?”
“No problem.”
Medea nodded and stepped forward to check him, looking somewhat impatient.
Surtr took the opportunity to find a chair and sit down, casting her gaze toward the light screen before her eyes. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
[Client: Emiya Shirou]
[Quest: Want to become a hero of justice]
[Rewards: 2000 Primogems, Random Reward × 5]
A quest appeared again.
The rewards were rich, but Surtr glanced at them and threw them to the back of her mind.
Even more outrageous than an endless supply of gems—let the Counter Force go help him fulfill a wish like that.
No matter how many rewards there were, if it couldn’t be done, it couldn’t be done.
Speaking of rewards, she had seen a few quests on the street earlier, but compared to ‘protagonists’ like Tohsaka Rin, the quest rewards were much fewer, only a dozen or twenty Primogems.
Clearly, the difficulty of the wishes was about the same.
Why was that?
[Aside from quest difficulty, the stronger a person is and the greater their impact on the world, the more rewards are gained from fulfilling their wish.]
The system popped up to explain.
Surtr understood.
Checking the body didn’t take long; shortly after, Medea’s somewhat excited voice came over.
“Found it, Master.”
As she spoke, Medea reached her hand into Emiya Shirou’s abdomen.
The word wasn’t used wrongly; she literally reached into it, just like dipping a hand into a basin of clear water.
From this angle, it looked extremely bizarre.
Fumbling for a moment, Medea pulled her hand out, and along with it came a magnificent scabbard half a person’s height.
The scabbard used gold as its base material, decorated with gorgeous blue enamel.
The luxurious appearance made this scabbard less like a weapon and more reminiscent of a crown, scepter, or other treasures displaying the power and prestige of nobility.
The inscriptions carved in the central part were long-lost fairy characters, proving that this scabbard was not a handicraft forged by humans.
The scabbard, avalon.
“Truly beautiful.”
Medea reached out to stroke the inscriptions above.
Even for her, facing a Conceptual Weapon constructed by the planet itself, it was hard not to feel excited.
“Mhm.”
Surtr’s gaze was also drawn to the scabbard; the scabbard before her eyes was more exquisite than any artwork she had ever seen.
Although Matou Sakura wasn’t there, her purpose for coming to school could be considered half-achieved.
Taking out the scabbard was to avoid it being acquired by Saber.
Arthur plus the scabbard equaled invincible; Surtr firmly believed in this.
Saber’s own high luck made it not impossible for her to retrieve the scabbard in adversity, at least that was how the Saber route in the animation went.
It would be very troublesome when the time came, so she simply took it out in advance.
As for whether the other would still summon Arthur afterwards, honestly it completely didn’t matter, because
Surtr looked at the back of Emiya Shirou’s right hand.
There, three faint red marks were present.
That was the omen of Command Spells about to appear.
“Medea, can you…”