Little Garden 51-55

Title: The Death of Matou Zouken

A Heroic Spirit? No, the Holy Grail still needed nearly a year to gather sufficient Mana.

Could an early summoning be done like this?

Besides, Sakura didn’t even have Command Spells on her hands.

“Is that so?”

Zouken twisted his grotesque face into a sycophantic smile, despite being old to this extent.

But he wasn’t senile, so he didn’t believe Aslan’s words.

Although Aslan appeared to him as bright and powerful as the sun.

He gripped his cane, standing in place to buy time.

Meanwhile, he controlled his core insect to flee frantically.

After gently calming the frightened Sakura, Aslan slowly turned and looked at Zouken.

“Truly disgusting.”

A rotten, filthy, foul soul immediately came into Aslan’s view. On Zouken, the only thing worthy of praise might be his original ambition.

But that original desire had, in Aslan’s eyes, turned into an obsession for life.

“Wait! I’m your Master’s grandfather—“

Zouken instinctively wanted to beg for mercy and gain time.

But how could Aslan give him this chance?

He had set up a Barrier from the beginning, precisely to prevent Zouken’s escape.

Yet his body—his body made of insects—died of fear when facing Aslan’s malicious intent.

Zouken didn’t even have time to utter a word before instantly turning into a pile of rotten flesh.

Finally, it was completely burned away by Aslan’s flames. He didn’t even use Golden Wing Flame.

He felt that using Golden Wing Flame would be an insult to a divine fire like Golden Wing Flame. Karyou would kill him if she found out.

However, after Zouken’s corpse had completely turned to ash,

Somewhere beneath the roots of a tree in the Matou Manor garden,

A creature with extraordinary vitality recovered from a state of apparent death.

This creature was Zouken’s core insect. As long as this insect didn’t die, Zouken wouldn’t die.

“Ugh... light like that—it’s clearly not a Servant, not a Magus, and not a Phantasmal species. What kind of existence is that?”

The sticky, grotesque insect spat out a large mouthful of blue blood. Just from seeing the light emitted by Aslan,

Its soul suffered considerable damage. And that was only a small amount of malicious intent radiated by Aslan.

That light, that will, that ability to see through souls—

This made Zouken think of only one kind of existence: a God.

Why had a God appeared within the Matou family?

Thinking this, Zouken froze for a moment. His core insect desperately tried to escape.

Though he didn’t know why the other party wasn’t chasing him, he was certain that with divine sight, the other party must be able to see that he wasn’t dead.

If the other party pursued him, no matter how many tricks he had, they would be meaningless before a God.

As long as he escaped and delivered the news of a God descending in the modern age to the Mage Association,

He would surely gain unimaginable benefits from it.

With these benefits, the next Holy Grail War would certainly have hope.

Thinking thus, Zouken’s core insect accelerated its wriggling speed, desperately crawling outward.

But as it was about to leave the Matou Manor, as its body passed through the entrance of the manor,

A flame ignited within it, burning the core insect and its soul.

In an instant, its soul and the remaining insects were completely incinerated into ash. Even Aslan didn’t realize Zouken had already died.

“What? Already dead?”

Aslan froze for a moment. If he hadn’t felt the darkness that had shrouded the Matou family for hundreds of years disappear, he wouldn’t have even realized the Barrier had been triggered.

“So, Zouken was only this much?”

Aslan shook his head helplessly. Indeed, he had overestimated Zouken too much. He thought the other party could use some tricks.

Then Aslan looked at the little black-haired girl, Matou Sakura, clinging to him and gripping his sleeve.

Or rather, Sakura, still young and not yet modified by the Crest Worm.

“It’s alright, Sakura. Everything’s fine.”

Aslan adjusted his posture, supporting Sakura with his arm so she’d be more comfortable in his embrace.

“Umm, are you the knight who came to save me?”

Perhaps influenced by the bright aura Aslan carried, or perhaps because the grandfather who brought fear and shadow to her had disappeared,

The darkness shrouding the Matou Manor had also vanished. Sakura had now regained some of her vitality.

Facing the little black-haired girl’s eyes, hidden with hope and fear,

Aslan gave a faint smile, gently stroked Sakura’s head, and showed a gentle smile.

“Knight Arthur has come to protect his Master.”

Sakura’s eyes immediately sparkled brightly. After hesitating briefly, she jumped down from Aslan’s arms.

Following the story from the picture book she’d read with her older sister, Tohsaka Rin, she awkwardly bowed to Aslan.

Then she placed her small, soft hand onto the hand of King Arthur • Arthur • Aslan.

“Mother said, in times like this, we must say thank you!”

Only, when she mentioned her mother, Sakura’s eyes dimmed for a moment, but she quickly brightened again.

“Thank you, Brother Arthur.”

“Hiss, I still feel a bit uncomfortable.”

Hearing Sakura call him Arthur, Aslan felt a chill. But facing Sakura’s shining eyes, he endured it.

“Let’s go, Sakura. From now on, we’ll live together.”

Aslan squatted down, lifted the little black-haired girl, and carried Sakura out of the underground chamber that had once been an insect nest.

Hearing this, Sakura obediently nodded.

“Umm.”

As Aslan carried Sakura and exited the underground chamber, a gloomy blue-haired man wearing inappropriate clothing looked at Aslan and Sakura.

“Who are you? Why are you holding my adopted daughter? Where’s my father?”

The gloomy man was actually Matou Byakuya, the current head of the Matou family. He was also Sakura’s adoptive father.

A man who only drowned himself in wine and desired the Matou family’s wealth and a worry-free life.

“Your father? That old insect is already dead.”

Byakuya froze for a moment, then burst into extremely joyful laughter.

“Hahahaha! That old insect is finally dead! The Matou family’s wealth is finally mine!”

“Hahahaha!”

“So, can you move aside?”

Aslan said, slightly disgusted. He found the man’s laughter extremely unpleasant and slightly painful to his ears.

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Title: The Filial Sons of Matou Zouken

“Of course, please come in.”

Byakuya quickly controlled his emotions. As a descendant of the Matou family, he wasn’t useless.

Or rather, aside from his magical talent being useless due to incompatibility with the environment, in other aspects—whether business or social—

No descendant of the Matou family was without genius. Unfortunately, they were born into a Magus family. This talent had no chance to shine.

Facing the strangely dressed knight who had killed his “father” and the pillar of the Matou family, Byakuya knew very well that someone who could so easily kill his father wouldn’t have any difficulty killing him either.

An existence like this wouldn’t possibly stay long in the Matou family.

Afterward, Byakuya led Aslan to the reception room of Matou Manor, personally made tea for Aslan, and brought some snacks favored by little girls for Sakura.

These were preparations he had made when he learned the Matou family would adopt Sakura.

“Sir, may I confirm once more—did my father truly pass away?”

Byakuya suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and asked sincerely.

Although Zouken occasionally showed the kindness of an old man, compared to the dark and evil aura he had long accumulated,

Byakuya preferred his father to be more liberated.

Though he didn’t know what obsession Zouken had clung to, he could confirm this obsession was no longer in its original form.

“Dead. Completely dead.”

Aslan lightly sipped his tea. He couldn’t taste anything.

He still preferred Immortal Joy Tea.

“He even gave me a little surprise.”

Aslan hadn’t expected Zouken’s death to actually grant him the Magic: The Gathering card • Five Hundred Years of Obsession.

A tool capable of forcibly altering and temporarily sealing another’s Gift.

[Long ago, there was a man with great ambition.
Yet the passage of time transformed everything about that man into a strange form.
His appearance, his soul, even his ambition.]

An interesting tool—Conceptual Formalcraft.

From this, it could be understood that Zouken had no possibility of revival.

“Good, good.”

Byakuya restrained his “grief” and spoke with a “choked voice.”

“Thank you, Sir, for liberating my father. As a token of my gratitude, I, as head of the Matou family, will give you Matou Manor.”

Byakuya spoke wisely. He knew Matou Manor might be the most valuable asset in the Matou family, and it also contained a Magic Workshop and magical books.

But he knew even better that he had no qualification to maintain these inner-world assets.

The Matou family’s visible wealth was already enough for him to live lavishly for life.

As for Matou Manor, he would give it to the man who had killed... ah, no—liberated his father.

“Hmm....”

Aslan lightly sipped his tea, not uttering a word.

“Fine.”

Aslan gave a slight nod. Coincidentally, he was slightly interested in the Holy Grail War, so he’d interfere a little.

“Father?”

“Son, this is no longer our home. We must leave.”

After gaining Aslan’s approval, Byakuya immediately packed his belongings and took his son away from this gloomy house—well, not gloomy anymore.

After all, now it housed a Sun Star Spirit Divinity. As a god leaning toward solar attributes, as long as Aslan sat there, the place would become one evil dared not attack. Even the original cold atmosphere of Matou Manor had vanished, becoming warm and filled with the scent of sunlight.

However, there was something called scenery-triggered feelings. To reduce the sorrow caused by his father’s death, to avoid feelings triggered by the scenery, Byakuya decided to quickly sell the Matou family’s assets and leave as soon as possible.

He took his son and immediately went overseas, leaving behind this “sad place” in Japan.

His speed was so fast it even made Aslan slightly embarrassed. Was he this efficient?

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In less than three days, Byakuya immediately sold all the Matou family’s assets and wisely left half of them for Sakura.

Of course, the deed to Matou Manor was also registered under Sakura’s name.

Although left for Sakura, the actual guardian was Aslan. Aslan would manage these funds.

In an instant, Aslan also had sufficient funds to live a fairly luxurious life, though it meant nothing.

“Let’s go. Time for shopping today.”

The food supplies left in Matou Manor weren’t much. Though Aslan had some, going out to buy them felt better.

After three consecutive days of researching Magecraft in Matou Manor, he felt himself becoming gloomy.

“Alright, Brother Aslan.”

Sakura immediately jumped off the sofa. Since she hadn’t undergone Crest Worm torture, and with Aslan’s timely arrival, she was now quite cheerful.

As long as her former parents weren’t mentioned.

Tokiomi committed a great sin. Truly deserved to be the source of this world’s troubles.

Yet Aslan could still see the undeniable attachment in Sakura’s eyes, and she regarded him as the knight who saved her.

It was likely that if Aslan left, he might have to take Sakura with him.

After all, his community also had a group of little kids. Adding one more wasn’t too much of a problem.

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On the streets of Fuyuki City, Aslan strolled while holding Sakura’s hand. Rather than saying shopping, it was better to say they went out for a walk, so he wouldn’t grow moldy at home.

Passing by a children’s clothing store, Aslan looked at Sakura, stroked his chin, and thought for a moment.

“Come on, Sakura, how about I buy you some clothes?”

Sakura was still wearing the purple dress Byakuya had bought. What kind of taste did someone who only drowned in wine and sex have?

Though Sakura looked cute in it.

“I also want to pick some clothes for Brother Aslan.”

Sakura blinked her sparkling eyes and looked at him.

Since Aslan bought her clothes, she had to buy for him too. That was only fair.

Aslan gently patted Sakura’s head, messing up the hair Sakura had carefully styled.

“Alright, I surrender. Sakura must choose well. If it doesn’t perfectly show off my charm, I won’t wear it.”

“I know, narcissistic Brother Aslan.”

Sakura puffed her cheeks. She had painstakingly learned from TV how to style hair that showed off a girl’s charm.

(Brother Aslan is really annoying. I’ll pick the ugliest clothes for Brother Aslan.)

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Title: Do Something Interesting

Although Sakura thought this way, she was actually very serious about choosing clothes for Aslan.

“What’s wrong? Hasn’t Sakura finished choosing yet?”

Aslan wore a well-fitted blue suit and spun around in front of Sakura as he spoke.

The neatly tailored suit, tall posture, golden hair shining like sunlight, combined with a handsome face—he looked like a prince or knight straight out of fantasy.

“Umm...”

Sakura sank into her thoughts.

(Brother Aslan is too handsome. He looks good in anything.)

Especially now, Aslan had already attracted the attention of many women.

Sakura didn’t feel too happy about this, feeling as if someone else might steal her Brother Aslan.

“Then, this one.”

After making her decision, Sakura immediately took Aslan’s hand and went to the cashier.

But when Aslan reached to pay, Sakura stopped his hand.

“Brother Aslan, these are clothes I bought for you. Of course, I’ll pay.”

Saying that, Sakura took out a bank card from her small wallet and handed it to the cashier.

For some reason, this made Aslan feel as if he were being taken care of, even though it was Sakura’s money.

It was property left behind by Byakuya for Sakura.

In a sense, Aslan was now completely dependent on Sakura for food and drink.

Being taken care of by a rich girl didn’t seem so bad.

Still, Aslan felt the glances of people around them change—from originally kind looks to suddenly scornful ones.

He’s already so grown-up, yet still spending a child’s money.

Some even said they could do it too.

Of course, Aslan and Sakura didn’t care.

After storing the clothes Sakura had bought for him, Aslan held Sakura’s hand and bought food along the way back to Matou Manor.

Of course, Sakura paid and fed him. It seemed Sakura enjoyed being fed?

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In front of the Matou Manor gate.

A suspicious man in sportswear and a hoodie was crouching, seemingly preparing to enter Matou Manor.

Not quite accurate. Rather than saying “enter,” he looked more anxious and slightly fearful?

Yet he quickly gathered his courage and prepared to kick the door open and enter boldly.

“Umm... Although I don’t know your purpose, I must remind you there’s a Barrier here.”

Aslan gently poked Kariya’s shoulder and reminded him.

A simple Barrier he’d learned from Karyou. If anyone unauthorized tried to enter, they’d be instantly incinerated upon crossing the threshold.

The reason it was called a “simple” Barrier was because the object didn’t limit its power. Once threatened, it would instantly explode with a powerful counterattack.

Of course, the old insect was too weak—couldn’t even trigger the Barrier.

Kariya was also startled, nearly falling in. But Aslan pulled him back. Otherwise, the Barrier might have truly been triggered.

Aslan also decided—to prevent accidents, he’d set up a new Barrier later.

This was a Barrier he’d casually set upon first arriving, to prevent the old insect from escaping.

“Let’s go, Sakura. Time to go home.”

Before Kariya could recover, Aslan immediately carried Sakura inside.

He left only Kariya, deep in thought, standing at the door. He wanted to go in and find out what had really happened, but he didn’t dare enter.

Though he and the old insect were no longer connected, his relationship with his older brother Byakuya was still good.

When he learned that Aoi’s daughter, Sakura, had been adopted by the Matou family, Kariya was angry, despairing, and guilty.

No one knew better than him what Matou family Magecraft was like.

But when he learned from Byakuya that Zouken was dead and Sakura was being well cared for, Kariya was confused.

Especially now, Sakura was truly fine and showed no signs of abuse.

If so, should he take Sakura back to Aoi’s side and continue protecting her?

“Uncle Kariya? Why aren’t you coming in?”

Sakura turned around and looked at Kariya in confusion.

Aslan nodded, signaled him to enter, and adjusted the Barrier.

“Come in. After all, this is your home too.”

After receiving Aslan’s permission, Kariya finally dared to enter Matou Manor.

“Umm, although this is very impolite, I still want to ask you to return Sakura to her biological parents.”

Kariya bowed deeply to Aslan.

“And then? To be sent away again by Tohsaka Tokiomi?”

Aslan scoffed and countered. Although if so, it seemed it might give Sakura a fairly good future.

Adopted by the Edelfelt family—perhaps that could be considered a good future.

But Sakura now, having experienced abandonment and being thrust into an insect nest, could no longer reach that future.

Besides, why should Aslan chase away such a cute and wise Sakura?

“I...”

Kariya fell silent. He didn’t know what to say.

He could do nothing. Could change nothing. He could only watch in silence.

When he learned Sakura was sent to the Matou family, he’d even felt a bit of joy—a bit of joy that if he saved Sakura, Aoi would acknowledge him.

“You really only think of yourself.”

Aslan sighed, no longer paying attention to Kariya. He turned, picked up Sakura, and walked into the room.

“Still one year until the Greater Grail gathers enough Mana?”

Aslan stroked his chin and calculated. But waiting a whole year here felt too long.

It might also not be very interesting.

“How about we speed it up?”

Once the idea came, Aslan felt intrigued. After all, if he truly had to wait a year, he might as well cross to another world.

Anyway, the Greater Grail also gathered power through Fuyuki City’s Spiritual Veins. But for Aslan, the Mana the Greater Grail gathered over sixty years wasn’t even as much as the divine power he possessed right after obtaining his Divinity.

Not to mention, the quality of divine power far exceeded the Mana gathered by the Greater Grail.

Now, it couldn’t be compared at all.

So, as long as he gave the Greater Grail a bit of energy, he could truly accelerate the Holy Grail War.

Only didn’t know what kind of Heroic Spirit would be summoned by his Arthur Divinity?

Would he steal Saber?

Or summon Old Sword?

Or summon another Heroic Spirit? Aslan was slightly curious.

Of course, there was also Angra Mainyu. That also seemed interesting.

Maybe he could do something interesting.

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Title: Did I Become an Outer Demon God?

After all, after three days of research, he had nearly digested all of the Matou family’s Magecraft, including records about the Holy Grail system.

Though this was meaningless, at least it let him know how to recharge the Grail, right?

He could casually create several Command Spells and illegally summon a few Servants.

After slightly recharging the Greater Grail at Ryuudou Temple and helping the Holy Grail gather the Mana needed to start the Holy Grail War early,

As expected... no Command Spells appeared on Aslan’s hand.

“No, where are my Command Spells? That’s impossible?”

Looking at his smooth backhand, completely unmarked, Aslan fell into deep thought.

“Brother Aslan?”

Sakura beside him gently tugged Aslan’s sleeve, wanting him to look at her.

“Hmm? What is it, Sakura?”

Aslan squatted down and gently stroked Sakura’s head. At that moment, he saw the Command Spells that had somehow appeared on the back of Sakura’s hand.

Aslan froze for a moment, slightly confused and lost in thought.

(I was the one who recharged the Greater Grail, altered the Servant summoning system, and prepared to participate in the Holy Grail War.)

(In the end, the Command Spells didn’t appear on my hand. Instead, they ran to Sakura’s hand.)

For a moment, Aslan almost laughed in anger.

Someone must have cheated—more precisely, they clearly didn’t want him to summon a Heroic Spirit.

“These are Command Spells? Sakura, have you become a Master?”

Sakura nodded slightly, but her expression wasn’t as cheerful as before—even slightly sad.

As if she already knew she would be abandoned.

“Brother Aslan, will you leave me too? Like Mother, and Grandfather?”

Sakura was still a child after all. She couldn’t hide her feelings.

The moment Aslan recharged the Greater Grail, Command Spells suddenly appeared on Sakura’s backhand. Along with the Command Spells came a message from the Counter Force.

The Counter Force asked her to participate in the Holy Grail War and summon a Heroic Spirit to help them expel an Outer Demon God who had suddenly appeared in this world.

As for who this Outer Demon God from another world was, though the Counter Force didn’t say, Sakura’s intuition already told her the answer.

It was Aslan, who had suddenly saved her.

So, Aslan wasn’t actually from this world?

“Brother Aslan, can you take me with you when you leave? I’ll obey.”

Tears welled in the corners of Sakura’s eyes. She tightly gripped Aslan’s sleeve and spoke with a sobbing voice.

Right now, she only had Aslan.

“Although I don’t know how Sakura found out. But I swear, I’ll definitely take Sakura with me when I leave.”

Aslan squatted in front of Sakura, gently wiped the tears from her face, then extended his hand.

“We can pinky-swear.”

After making a promise with Aslan, Sakura laughed while crying. She also told him what she had just experienced.

“Tsk, so this is all the Counter Force’s doing?”

“Why did I suddenly become the villain?”

Aslan fell silent for a moment. With the Counter Force pulling such tricks, he didn’t know what to say.

Aslan thought for a long time but couldn’t understand why the Counter Force targeted him so heavily.

Was it just because he could completely explode this planet in one second?

So angry he trembled. When would the Planeswalkers finally rise?

They couldn’t possibly think a god or hero of Four-Digit level like him could be defeated, could they?

Never mind, don’t think about it. Just let it go.

Anyway, he couldn’t possibly be defeated unless the Goddess of Emptiness or an Outer God of God-level acted, or someone from the Servant universe jumped out.

If it really couldn’t... he could just call Little Garden’s Central Core to deal with those Oni and Dragons.

After all, for him, it was only a matter of gaining more or less achievement.

But since it was the Counter Force’s order, Aslan also became curious. What exactly would the Counter Force summon to oppose him?

“Let’s go, Sakura. Let’s summon a Heroic Spirit.”

Aslan held Sakura’s hand and walked toward where the old insect had died—inside the insect nest.

“Brother Aslan, is this really okay?”

Sakura was also slightly worried that the summoned Heroic Spirit might attack Aslan. If anyone dared harm Aslan,

Whoever it was, she’d make them pay.

“Don’t worry!”

Aslan stopped drawing the Heroic Spirit Summoning Array. He turned and gave Sakura a thumbs-up. No way he’d be defeated.

Before summoning, he specially optimized the Command Spells on Sakura’s hand.

The coercive power of the Command Spells was greatly enhanced, and the amount of Mana in them was replaced with high-quality Divine Power.

Seeing Aslan, Sakura could only nod firmly, then continued watching Aslan squatting on the ground, drawing the Array with chalk.

Since the Heroic Spirit was summoned by the Counter Force, did that mean the energy used for summoning was also covered by the Counter Force?

As for using valuable materials, it was completely unnecessary.

Especially for Aslan, who had a slight hoarding tendency.

“Alright Sakura, use the incantation I gave you.”

Looking at the crooked Array drawn on the ground, Aslan happily clapped his hands. He planned to test how heavily the Counter Force targeted him.

If even with this, a Heroic Spirit could still be summoned, then he’d really have to consider whether he should teach those two little girls a lesson.

Sakura obediently stepped into the center of the Array. She raised her hand, holding the summoning incantation written by Aslan for her, and began reciting.

“Listen well.”

“I give you Mana, you work for me.”

“Those captured by the Counter Force, those who share my views, and those who can hear—speak.”

“I will say it here.”

“I might do good things, or I might not.”

“I have three Command Spells. Listen to me well for seven days. After they expire, return to your origin and ask the Counter Force to cover your travel expenses.”

Though Sakura was slightly doubtful whether such impolite words could really summon a Heroic Spirit, based on her trust in Aslan, she still recited the incantation Aslan gave her.

Not the original incantation provided by the Counter Force to her.

Yet at this moment, dazzling silver-white light still flickered within the Magic Array originally drawn with chalk.

The next second, Aslan felt a pull of rules, a pull of Divinity.

Though for him, rejecting the summoning was extremely simple.

With just one thought, he could stop this magical ritual.

But this pulling sensation came from beside him.

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Title: The Surprising Wisdom of the Counter Force

(So Sakura summoned a Heroic Spirit. Why do I feel like I’m the one who was summoned?)

(What exactly is the Counter Force trying to do?)

Out of curiosity to see what the Counter Force was doing, and concern for Sakura, Aslan released the suppression on Sakura’s summoning of him.

The next second, dazzling, enchanting white light descended. Immense power shook the entire underground chamber.

But what surprised Aslan was that before he could descend, a knight wearing magnificent armor and holding a precious Holy Sword studded with jewels had already responded to the summoning.

“You? Arthur Proto?”

Feeling the resonance from his Divinity and the familiar sensation given by the golden-haired man before him, Aslan recognized the other’s identity.

He came from another world. A Heroic Spirit granted by the Grand Spirit Origin, descending into this Holy Grail War as Grand Saber.

Arthur Pendragon.

(But why must you call yourself Arthur Pendragon?)

Aslan sighed slightly helplessly. After all, in a sense, his current self, possessing the Arthur Divinity, and the Arthur before him, were existences of the same essence.

His Divinity was on a Four-Digit scale, far more noble and greater than Arthur, who had even been granted the Grand Spirit Origin.

Existences of the same essence weren’t allowed to coexist in large numbers within the same space and time.

Especially since his Divinity was built upon the convergence of himself across parallel worlds.

So the situation was extremely awkward.

Aslan had barely greeted Arthur Proto when his figure completely vanished like snow.

Even the original Heroic Spirit connected to him was entirely digested and absorbed by Aslan.

“Another Arthur, the important task of eliminating the demon from the outer world and saving the world—I entrust it to you.”

Arthur, facing the absorption and digestion of his other self, felt no sadness or despair. He even willingly surrendered his Spirit Origin, his Spirit Core.

To him, Aslan was the same Arthur as himself, and Aslan was far stronger than he.

Moreover, under the resonance of Divinity, he also saw how noble this “Arthur” knight was.

Therefore, handing everything over to his other self, he didn’t regret it at all.

Only Aslan, now holding the Holy Sword of the Stars and wearing the armor brought by Arthur Proto’s Spirit Origin, sank into deep thought.

“So, am I now Arthur Proto?”

[Heroic Spirit: Arthur Pendragon
Class: Saber
Strength: A?
Endurance: A?
Agility: A?
Mana: A?
Luck: A?
Noble Phantasm: EX

Class Skills:
-Magic Resistance EX
-Riding A

Personal Skills:
-Instinct A
-Shining Journey B
-Mana Burst EX
-Charisma B
-Giant Beast Hunting A

Noble Phantasm:
-Wind King Barrier C
-Excalibur: The Sword of Promised Victory EX (Holy Sword of the Stars EX)]

“Umm, so, Counter Force, can’t you open your eyes?”

The Counter Force’s actions left Aslan speechless.

With the information provided by Arthur, Aslan finally understood how this Arthur was summoned.

He was originally going to participate in another Holy Grail War. But for some reason, the summoning power here seemed stronger than in other Holy Grail Wars.

Combined with the Counter Force’s request and plea, he rushed here with the Holy Sword.

As for the reason, of course, it was Sakura, who had become a Holy Relic.

Sakura had interacted with him for several days. Her body was also filled with the “scent” of Arthur.

In this situation, it was perfectly normal for the Counter Force to summon Arthur Proto through the Holy Relic.

The Counter Force quickly realized their mistake and immediately withdrew their support for Arthur.

Feeling the world’s support vanish, Aslan immediately laughed in anger.

“Okay, you guys are really impressive. Why don’t you just take back his Grand Spirit Origin?”

Facing Aslan’s mockery, the two main Counter Forces didn’t care, showing no reaction at all.

They even voluntarily severed the connection between the Grand Spirit Origin and themselves.

After being completely speechless at the Counter Force’s actions, Aslan also stepped out of the Summoning Array.

He smiled and looked at his Master who summoned him, Sakura, and greeted her.

“You are my Master?”

Upon stepping out, Aslan froze. His face turned pale.

Because the one standing before him wasn’t Sakura, but a girl with pale blonde hair, covering her face, curiously staring at Aslan.

“No, who are you?”

Aslan also realized that perhaps because Arthur Proto had come to the wrong place, combined with his own Space Divinity and Planeswalker Spark,

Crossing parallel worlds was easy for him.

So, unknowingly and under the interference of two annoying Counter Forces, he had also come to the wrong place.

“What kind of feeling is this?”

Sajyou Manaka touched her rapidly beating heart and gazed at Aslan’s face in fascination.

Aslan’s appearance brought new color to her pale world, which had been like a blank sheet of paper.

Color? No, it was a new canvas. As long as she was by his side, everything in this world seemed unknown.

Manaka’s entire body trembled, and she froze.

Her initially rational, shallow, transparent eyes suddenly radiated a blazing light, as if they would melt everything, after seeing this man who didn’t belong, who seemed to forcibly enter this world.

“Saber?”

Manaka’s mouth slightly opened, showing a cute, surprised expression.

This was truly beyond Manaka’s expectations. A situation she’d never imagined suddenly appeared before her.

It completely caught her off guard!

Uh... aahh! What is this?

The excited Root Princess couldn’t help but quietly extend her small hand and touch Aslan, who still looked disgusted and seemed lost in thought.

Throughout this process, Manaka’s face had flushed red to her ears. For the first time in her life, she felt what a girl’s shyness was.

“Do you need my help, Saber?”

As she looked at Aslan, she instantly believed that this man before her was a life completely outside this world.

He was an existence rejected and feared by the Counter Force. But precisely because of the Counter Force’s fear, she had the chance to see her dream prince at this moment.

Yet Aslan didn’t notice the situation around him. Even due to dimensional reasons, he didn’t recognize this as Sajyou Manaka.

After slightly confirming his coordinates, Aslan immediately tore open space and returned to Sakura’s side.

He was still very aware of Sakura’s mental state. Though she appeared very normal while he was there. But appearing normal was the greatest anomaly. How could Sakura, who wouldn’t let go of his hand while sleeping and didn’t want him out of her sight, be normal?

However, psychological wounds like this could only be healed with time.