Nathan coughed a few times: “Father Kotomine, don’t forget that Tohsaka Tokiomi also taught you magic for a year.
He’s your teacher too.
You should make him a portion as well, right?” Kirei nodded: “That’s necessary.
I haven’t really repaid my master much.” ‘Holy crap?!’ The chef’s look toward Kirei became even more suspicious, ‘This guy was practically a master-betraying fiend!’ But in the end, the chef still decided to teach Kirei how to cook, because the money he offered was simply too much.
“As for accepting you as a disciple, forget it.” The chef said sternly.
“You’ve paid so much money, you’re a patron, a big patron.
We can’t be master and disciple!” Clearly, the chef was also worried about being backstabbed by Kirei after becoming his teacher.
Just then, two stunningly beautiful young women also walked into the Hongzhou Feast Hall.
They were Artoria and Irisviel.
With just a momentary clash of glances, Artoria immediately moved Irisviel behind her.
She stared unflinchingly at Scathach and at the Hassan of the Hundred Faces, who was enduring the Mapo Tofu hell.
Without a doubt, they were both Servants.
Artoria sensed trouble.
Although she was very confident in her skills, that purple-haired woman was undoubtedly a formidable opponent.
Plus, she could smell the scent of shadows on the Hassan of the Hundred Faces.
‘That guy was a bit like an Assassin.’ ‘If that were the case, I might not be able to protect Irisviel during a fight.’ Nathan was also stunned.
Hair as brilliant as sunlight, a majestic and beautiful face, and emerald-green eyes.
The Servant Irisviel had summoned was none other than King Arthur, Artoria Pendragon.
‘But why did this Artoria have breasts?
And such large ones!’ ‘This must be Lancer Artoria!’ Nathan recognized her.
The only two Artorias with breasts were Lancer Artoria and Lancer Artoria Alter.
Undoubtedly, the one before him was Lancer Artoria.
Having forsaken Excalibur and taken up the holy lance Rhongomyniad, becoming a storm god roaming the earth.
Thus, her once-fixed body was allowed to mature, developing into a state overflowing with humanity.
She’s a King Arthur who understands the human heart!
Nathan felt his heart stir.
He had never been that interested in Artoria, because she was too flat.
But the Lancer Artoria standing before him had a perfect figure, a more mature face, and was essentially the ultimate form of Artoria herself!
Of course, Nathan didn’t forget Irisviel beside her, with her moonlight-like silver hair, ruby-like eyes, and a white fur coat, she looked like a spirit of the snow.
“You really don’t need to be so wary.
It’s daytime, a ceasefire.” Nathan beckoned.
“How about joining us for a meal?
I’m very interested in you, Miss Irisviel.” “No, thank you.” Artoria said.
“As opponents in the Holy Grail War, no matter how you look at it, there’s no need for you to be friendly with us, is there?
Especially since your Servant is very strong, and you don’t need an alliance either.” “Really?
But I can save Irisviel.” Nathan interlaced his fingers, calmly looking at Artoria.
“Irisviel was created as a homunculus, a small Holy Grail.
Each time a Servant dies, their soul enters her body.
When enough Servants have died, her personality will disintegrate, and she will become the true Holy Grail.” “Simply put, from the moment the Holy Grail War begins, her life is on a countdown.
Artoria, do you want to watch your Master die?” Kirei, very perceptively, left the room and closed the door.
The Hassan of the Hundred Faces dematerialized and left the room as well.
The chef’s eyes were glazed over…
Nathan had already placed a suggestion spell on him, so he hadn’t heard any of that.
Irisviel said in a cheerful tone: “Although I don’t know how you know this, sir, I’ve already understood all of that.” “After all, it’s the Einzbern Family’s mission.
There’s nothing to be done about it.” However, Artoria sat down, right across from Nathan.
She pulled Irisviel down to sit beside her.
Artoria asked calmly: “You can save her?” “Yes.” Nathan said.
“I imagine you noticed at the Einzbern’s headquarters that they are all homunculi.
The way to save Irisviel is actually simple: find the organ containing the Holy Grail’s fragment and replace it with a new one.” “I happen to be very skilled in puppetry and can create various human organs.
With Healing Magecraft, I can save her.” Artoria fell silent, considering whether there was a trap in Nathan’s words, but she found none.
It was indeed feasible.
“So, what’s the price?” Artoria said.
“Is it to obtain the Holy Grail fragment inside Iri?” “That’s not possible.” Irisviel said.
“To ensure victory in the Holy Grail War, the Holy Grail fragments cannot be given away.” Her face showed no shadow of worry, still wearing a sweet smile: “So, if that’s the price, I can’t accept it, even if the consequence is my death.” “I don’t need that kind of thing.” Nathan said.
“I simply fell in love with you at first sight, Irisviel.
Would you like to have a drink together tonight?” “Is this a confession?” Irisviel covered her cheek with one hand, her fair face turning pink, looking especially cute.
“But Lily won’t let me go out with boys at night.” “That sounds like a worried father worrying about his daughter.” Nathan laughed.
“But in legend, King Arthur was indeed a father.” Artoria’s eyes narrowed.
She didn’t expect Nathan to have already figured out her identity.
“Enough with the jokes.” She said seriously.
“State your purpose.
As long as it’s not excessive, I’ll agree.” “Why do you think I’m joking?” Nathan spread his hands.
“Being attracted by beauty is the most natural thing in the world.
If you’re really uneasy, how about we form an alliance?
We can eliminate the other participants together, then settle the score between us to decide the Holy Grail’s owner.
How about that?” Artoria stared at Nathan and said: “You’re different from other Magi.” The ones she had seen at the Einzbern Residence were all cold and mechanical.
Seemingly guessing what Artoria was thinking, Nathan said: “The homunculi in the Einzbern Family are different from ordinary Magi.
The Clock Tower has its own share of scheming and desires.
You could think of Magi as humans with even lower bottom lines.” “The Einzberns are simply robots programmed with commands, but their bodies are made of flesh and blood, not steel.” “So—” Nathan turned his gaze to Irisviel.
“Want to go on a date?
It’s not dark yet anyway.” “Isn’t this moving a bit too fast?” Irisviel bit her finger, trying to recall the romance books she had read.
“I remember you need to know someone for a while before you can date.” “Don’t worry about such small details.” Nathan said.
“Look, we both have silver hair, our eye colors are similar, and we’re both participants in the Holy Grail War.
That’s fate.
So we can skip the prelude and jump straight to the date.”