Macho Harem Paradise Project

In the dim room, Toosaka Aoi gradually regained consciousness. She had no idea that she was almost caught by her own daughters.

She gently used her slender fingertips to take out the liquid that had not yet solidified, and then caught it with her other hand. She slowly raised her little hand and looked at the turbid liquid in her hand with some fascination.

There was an irrepressible impulse in her black eyes. Aoi held it close to her mouth, which made her inner desire even hotter. "Ah..."

She gently lowered her head, as cute and obedient as a cat licking milk. Her small tongue stretched out from her mouth, carefully licking the liquid in her hand into her mouth bit by bit, and only closed her mouth contentedly after taking it all into her mouth. She swallowed it reluctantly until the saliva mixed in her mouth became more and more diluted. Feeling the touch of the liquid sliding down her throat, Aoi slightly raised the corners of her mouth, not caring about the dirty bed, and straightened her somewhat tired body.

That's right, I made a deal with that Heroic Spirit for the sake of the Tōsaka family.

There's nothing we can do about it.

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"Aoi, how are you doing?"

As soon as Yang Mingxiu walked into the room, he had just prepared a meal and asked the little sisters to eat first. If she kept pestering him, he would not be able to know what the lady's condition was, which was not good.

"It's OK... but I don't have much strength."

The frail lady showed off her delicate beauty. Now the desire to destroy had disappeared, and only the desire to protect remained.

"I'll have Sakura and Rin come find you in a bit. I have something to go out for, so you guys just wait here for me."

"···"

Aoi didn't say anything.

Yang Mingxiu couldn't tell for a moment whether she was in a bad mood because of... him or because of something else, so he still showed his usual strong attitude and gently held her in his arms.

"Don't think too much, just stay with your daughter. Since you are already my woman, don't worry, I will take good care of you."

?997 Gun and Sword

"I will be back before tonight. You can decide whether to return to the Tousaka residence or stay with Sakura and me at the Einzbern residence."

Yang Mingxiu held her and changed the room.

It's like a considerate husband gently telling his wife that he has to go out to work, and explaining things to her with some concern.

Toosaka Aoi was a little dazed.

She watched Yang Ming Xiuyi walk out of the room, and her consciousness became hazy.

——I did many things to him, very intimate things, things that even my husband had never done.

And she did for herself what her husband had never done for her.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? I heard from Brother Yangming that you are very tired?"

"Mother···"

The two sisters opened the door and rushed in.

Home...this home.

It would be great if he played the role of the husband.

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The spearman once again faced off against the swordsman. Both of them respected chivalry and were upright people, so they were naturally looking forward to this meeting.

Looking forward to chopping off the opponent's head.

The moment the spear tip and the sword edge collided with each other, the two men clashed with powerful force. The only change was that Altria's sword felt particularly light today compared to the heavy feeling during the first confrontation.

"He still has such strength even after losing his left hand. He is truly worthy of being the legendary King Arthur!"

"The injury from last time will not affect my efforts to defeat you."

"May the glory of your knight's sword live forever!"

The spearman looked very happy. As a heroic spirit, his long-cherished wish was not to win the Holy Grail, but to be incomprehensibly loyal to his monarch. At the same time, he himself was also a noble warrior. This spirit made him excited when he saw Altria, who was also proud of his chivalry.

"Diarmuid Odin, the vanguard lancer of the Fianna Knights, challenges you to a duel!"

"I accept, King of Britain, Altria Pendragon accepts your challenge."

"Hehe... Facing the Knight King, I am the challenger."

Altria, who could only use her right hand, and Diarmuid, who was in full condition, faced so many unfavorable conditions, but she still faced the enemy in front of her with a smile.

The magic spear and the holy sword were fighting fiercely in the dim corner. This was not the first time the two had fought each other. However, this time there were no extra bystanders. The people standing on the battlefield included the heroic spirits and their masters.

Kenneth peeked at the confrontation between the two men from the corner, feeling secretly anxious.

——Why can’t he win? It’s obvious that his opponent’s arm has been injured by the spearman. Even though the swordsman’s attributes are balanced and powerful, the spearman, as one of the three knights, should be able to decide the outcome quickly.

And now, Kenneth's mind is not here.

If there is no real possibility of victory, then the first thing to do is to escape with the Master.

This is Kenneth's current state of mind after his dignity as a magician was severely trampled upon by despicable outsiders.

Through the Lancers, he saw more realistically the cruelty of the Holy Grail War. This was not just a simple fight between village magicians, but a real war. Every Heroic Spirit had powerful strength and characteristics, and among them, there were even monsters that far surpassed ordinary Heroic Spirits.

Yang Ming Shuichi, the berserker, actually killed the huge sea monster summoned by the magician with just a technique similar to the release of magic power. That was a monster that even the spearmen were helpless against, and even the heroic spirits without large-scale lethal treasures would be very troubled by it, but it was destroyed so easily.

The spearmen who had originally planned to fight alongside them did not take action that day because Kenneth let the spearmen go on the pretext of gathering intelligence.

As a noble, Kenneth was frightened by the magician who had the nerve to retreat so weakly in his heart.

That Berserker was already so strong that it exceeded the upper limit of this Holy Grail War. He was uniquely strong. Not to mention the Lancer alone, he felt that even if the other Heroic Spirits rushed forward they would not stand much chance of winning. This meant that the outcome of this Holy Grail War had already been decided.

And now, facing the swordsman with only one arm, the spearmen were unable to quickly win the battle, which further proved that the reason for them to be here was lost. And there was also the madman who directly blew up the hotel...

These are all crazy people and monsters.

He used his magic gift "Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid" to protect himself and his fiancée Sora who were the audience. He watched for a while as the swordsman suddenly attacked him, sighed helplessly, and turned to look at his beloved woman.

He was cheering for the Lancer with an obsessed look on his face.

The sigh intensified again, and Kenneth was filled with anguish.

Perhaps as long as the Lancer was defeated here, he could take Sora away from Fuyuki City, and his life could return to normal. As the ninth head of the famous mage family Archibald and a genius in the mage family, although he was in a miserable state, it was a way out to preserve himself.

"Ding!"

"Huh? Who?"

Kenneth looked at his magic suit in surprise as it automatically defended against the attack. Was that sound from a gun?

Damn it, he should have guessed that the person who blew up the hotel was related to the swordsman, otherwise why would he find him immediately after the lancer injured the swordsman that night.

"Sora, don't leave my surroundings."

Moon Spirit Marrow - allows the mercury filled with magic to memorize a variety of action patterns and set it to make the most appropriate response to various situations. It can be considered a combat golem.

Although the high functionality of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid can be called an all-purpose weapon, it is ultimately just an automatic machine, and once the rules of action are understood once, it can be easily dealt with. In addition, the magic power consumed during operation is proportional to the complexity of the form, and it must be maintained in a simple form as much as possible. If it becomes a form that is difficult to convey with hydraulic pressure, the reaction speed and power of the next action will be significantly reduced, and the magic power burden spent on that is also quite large.

This magic outfit is indeed powerful, even reaching the threshold of a Noble Phantasm, but it also has burdens and limitations. He originally wanted to use it at the critical moment to assist the spearmen in killing the swordsmen, but now it seems that he is also restricted.

Don't act rashly. This is the message conveyed by the opponent's shot.

If most of the magic costumes I brought with me had not been destroyed in the explosion...

Looking at Sora's worried face, he didn't know whether he took what he just said to heart.

Perhaps it would be a good idea to let the Lancer take Sora and I to retreat now...

?998 Consider it

But can you get rid of the swordsman's pursuit? Can you get rid of the sight of the person who is watching you from the dark?

The veins on his forehead bulged with thinking and tension, and Kenneth felt deeply that he was in crisis.

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"What are they doing here?"

Yang Mingxiu looked at his cell phone and saw a message from the lovely wife of Einzbern.

"Altria and I are going out. Mr. Yangming, you can wait for us in the castle. I have already told the maid."

As an ally, it is indeed a good habit to proactively inform him of your movements, but it is still a bit awkward. It would be better for him to just tell him where you are. He is not the kind of person who cares about such trivial matters.

Golden pupils emerged, and the young man quickly discovered the upright Dou Qi and the pure lady who had been tainted with his own flavor.

"The magic suit... looks like it can't be easily destroyed for now."

Kiritsugu Emiya saw the defense of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid clearly. He was sure that neither Kenneth nor Sora, who were magicians, noticed his attack. So there was only one possibility, that this ceremonial suit had the function of autonomous defense.

This directly put an end to the idea of having Artoria drag the spearmen while he personally dealt with the other master.

However, it would be a big mistake to think that you can sit back and relax just because you have the magic costume.

Putting down the sniper scope temporarily, Kiritsugu Emiya took out an ancient and exquisite pistol from his arms. This was also the essence of his magic circuit, a composite attribute of "cutting off" and "combining".

Because Kiritsugu's origin does not mean "repair". For example, the thickness of the knot of a line that is cut and then joined together will change. In other words, the act of "cutting and joining" will cause the object to undergo irreversible "deterioration". When making his own ceremonial clothes, Emiya Kiritsugu made the most of his extremely unique "origin". The first and second ribs on his flank were removed. The removed ribs were ground into powder, condensed using soul engineering, and sealed into sixty-six bullets as the core.

Before the Holy Grail War, Kiritsugu had used up thirty-seven of the sixty-six bullets, without wasting a single one, and had completely destroyed thirty-seven magi using bullets made from parts of his body.

And Kenneth will be next.

"This gun is nice. Is it your favorite gun?"

The sudden voice behind him made his back soaked with cold sweat, but after carefully analyzing the data of this voice, he relaxed again. Perhaps it was very difficult for a magician killer to entrust his trust, but this heroic spirit, Yangming Shuichi, gave him a completely different feeling.

"Yes, this is my magic costume."

"Magic costume, what an elegant name."

Yangming Shuichi stretched out his hand very naturally, which made Emiya Kiritsugu wonder if the other party was going a little too far.

No matter how familiar the relationship is, you can't just hand your cards to the other party...

But he still obediently handed the gun in his hand to the young man.

the reason is simple.

He can't beat it.

At this distance... this young man was very accustomed to close combat, and the energy released from his fists was in no way inferior to that of high-level treasures. So under this kind of pure violent suppression, he had to agree.

At this point, it is no longer a matter of trust, but rather a matter of accurate self-judgment and human submission to violence that is far beyond one's reach.

"Hmm... Cutting and combining are very powerful properties. For a magician like you who relies on magic circuits, this is a killer move."

Even some Heroic Spirits who rely on Magic Circuits will be severely affected.

If the magician uses magic to change the trajectory of the origin bullet or to block it, the magician's magic circuit will be cut off, and then simply reconnected roughly, causing the magic circuit throughout the body to short-circuit and run wild, thereby achieving the purpose of destroying the opponent, with a very high probability of instant death.

"Mr. Yangming, have you had enough fun?"

For this cold man, perhaps this is all the emotion he can express.

"Enough fun."

Yang Mingxiu returned the gun to Emiya Kiritsugu and just sat at the sniper point, watching the battle between the swordsman and the spearman.

It was a pure fight, and even though the technique had obvious flaws, it was still a very enjoyable fight to watch.

"Mr. Yangming, don't you plan to help Altria?"

"Interrupting a duel between knights will make people angry."

The young man looked back at Kenneth who was looking around to detect the enemy's situation, and his panic was evident in his words.

"You should pay more attention to these romantic things for people. If your justice needs to be maintained above destroying these romances, that is not the salvation that people expect."

As soon as Yang Mingxiu took a look at the layout of the scene, he knew why Kiritsugu Emiya asked Altria to come to fight. He thought that he also wanted to force the spearmen camp to withdraw in one fell swoop.

"Are you denying me?"

There might be a difference in power, but Emiya Kiritsugu was still able to keenly perceive what the other party wanted to convey.

Whether it is glory or justice between knights, as long as the ultimate goal can be achieved and everyone can be saved, that is the ultimate justice.

"No, no, no, you are a person with great ideals. How could I deny you?"

Yang Mingxiu smiled.

"But have you ever thought that being rescued by force is no different from being coerced?"

"What's the meaning."