Where's the promised harem of Heroic Spirits? Why is it all just me?

Back in the room, Bree had returned to her original form, and the host's home, which had been a bit messy, was now much cleaner.

Before and after drawing Tamamo, the so-called virtuous wife, Bree did a thorough cleaning at home for the first time in a long time.

Originally, the original body or other clones would feel impatient and lazy when cleaning the room, but when using the Tamamonomae clone to do the work, there are not so many negative thoughts, but it is quite stress-relieving.

This may be the same as Kama's temper, which is a slight influence of the clone on the original body. It will not make people schizophrenic, but will make life more interesting.

Bree walked into the bedroom. The sheets that had been messed up by the previous indulgence were now unusually clean and tidy. Unfortunately, because she knew everything, she didn't feel much surprise in her heart.

Tamamonomae lay on the sofa, squinting her eyes peacefully. She was not really asleep, but just trying to concentrate. The clones that had nothing to do would often either be put away or enter the "power saving" mode like this.

As Bree walked to the bed, Tamamonomae, who was in power-saving mode, was also "woken up" and walked to Bree's side, helping him undress.

Seeing such a beautiful girl taking off her clothes so obediently, Bree couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness even though he knew it was him.

After taking off his coat, he carried Tamamonomae to bed, but he didn't do any more mechanics research on her. He just used her as a pillow to sleep.

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When Bree woke up again, she had turned into a blonde loli.

Originally, he held Tamamonomae in his arms before going to bed, but this time when he woke up, he was buried in the fox's arms.

"Haa..." Bree did not linger on the softness. She yawned, put away Tamamonomae, and sat up from the bed.

Compared to the tragedy of the second sister and Mozi, or the helplessness of Gama and Nightingale, Lanise's dream is nothing exciting.

She had been at the center of a magical family since birth, the only major change being the death of a distant cousin when she was five.

After Kayneth died in the Holy Grail War, Lainis became the sole heir to the El-Melloi classroom and even the title of monarch. However, although she liked to intrigue with the old foxes, she was still too young after all.

Finally, Laness found her cousin's apprentice, Weber, and adopted him as her brother, allowing him to temporarily inherit the title of monarch of El-Melloi until she came of age.

From then on, until he woke up from the dream, Bree did not experience any major setbacks, and did not even experience death.

What a pity. He originally thought that he would dream about Sima Yi. He really wanted to witness the famous scene of Luoshui farting.

After Bree changed back to her original form, she went to the bathroom to wash her face, which had become her habit after every dream of heroes.

The system panel floated into view, and the true name of Lannis's Noble Phantasm had been awakened. This was undoubtedly exciting good news.

Having one more True Name for a Noble Phantasm, even if the degree of its use is low, is equivalent to having one more trump card. You know, whether or not a Heroic Spirit can unleash the combat power of a Noble Phantasm makes a world of difference.

In addition, there is another good news. After a night of rescue operations, Nightingale's performance rate reached an astonishing 28%.

According to the original plan, if the recovery reaches at least 30%, they can try to completely cure Sakura and Kariya.

At this point, they were already very close to their goal, so Bree decided to set off tonight and go to the old bug's mansion again to completely settle the matter of Matou Kariya.

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102. Encounter at the Vegetable Market

There was still some time before evening when Bree transformed into Tamamonomae, carrying a shoulder bag and walking down the street like a lady.

She changed into a rather modern neutral outfit, wearing a loose windbreaker and a large baseball cap on her head to cover her ears.

The weather is not very warm now, so just take care of the fluffy hair on the tail and wrap it around your waist so that it won't be seen.

In the original work, Tamamonomae should have the ability to directly hide her non-human features, but perhaps because of her lack of acting skills, Bree cannot do it now.

The reason for going directly to the street is also part of the bride's activities to enhance her role-playing. As we all know, a frugal homeowner should buy his own groceries.

What Bree wants is the process of going to the streets, otherwise he can exchange it directly from the system.

However, until she squeezed into the queue and bought the vegetables, her improvement in acting was still limited. Perhaps Tamamonomae herself did not think that going to the street to buy vegetables in person was part of her bride's training.

It seems I still need to go to bed more often.

The road to acting is really long and arduous.

Bree sighed inwardly as he paid.

Just as she walked out of the market and was about to go to the flower shop, she suddenly noticed a familiar pair passing by.

It was Altria, dressed in a suit, who was strolling around the market with the white-haired young woman.

With a poor heart and a handsome appearance, he looks quite young in this suit.

"..." Bree thought for a moment, walked around the market, and then found a hidden bathroom.

Not long after, two girls of similar height came out from a hidden place. One of them was dressed very elegantly, but the other behaved like a naughty child.

Irisviel and Altria hadn't noticed the impending crisis yet. They were standing in front of a vegetable stall, where a young woman was looking at a column of eggs in front of her with curiosity.

"Does Ellie think that eggs grow from here?" Seeing that Irisviel was stunned for a long time, Artoria said jokingly.

"How could that be? I have common sense too." As if feeling looked down upon, Irisviel puffed out her cheeks. "I just... yearn for it. If these things didn't happen, I'd probably be dealing with these things every day, too."

These things might be referring to the Holy Grail War.

Irisviel is an artificial human created by the Einzbern family specifically for the Holy Grail War. She was born to die, and even the daily necessities of ordinary people are not something she can hope for.

"...Do you want to get rid of this?"

"No, I'm honored to dedicate everything to fulfilling my family's long-cherished wish." Irisviel shook her head and said, "It's just... I feel a little emotional—huh?"

She was still pondering life when she suddenly noticed Saber appeared opposite the stall.

Saber was wearing very casual clothes, with her blonde hair tied into a frizzy ponytail like a puppy's, and she looked at this side with a shocked expression.

No? That's not Saber?

Irisviel watched as Saber's shocked expression across from her turned into anger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Arthur—"

Mordred shouted like a panting cat, leaping up on the spot and flying an astonishing distance across the entire vegetable stall, passing by Irisviel.

"Maud..." Before Altria could even react with shock, her neck was strangled.

"Saber!" The girl following Mordred and Irisviel shouted in shock at the same time, but it was obvious that they were not calling the same person.

Two girls who looked very similar fell to the ground together, scaring the vegetable vendors around them so much that they all looked over.

At first, Altria was pinned to the ground by the flying Mordred, but she had rich combat experience after all, and Mordred's strength was far less than that of her original body.

Soon, Altria counterattacked Mordred and pinned her down.

"Mordred...we are in public!" Artoria sat on Mordred's stomach and pressed down on her elbow.

Mordred acted as if he hadn't heard her, opening his mouth to bite her.

"Not good..." Artoria noticed that Mordred was very emotional and seemed to be about to summon spirit clothes from under him.

If the Holy Grail War were to be exposed in public, it would be very troublesome to deal with it afterwards.

at this time.

"Saber, calm down."

The childish voice was obviously not Irisviel's, but Mordred beneath her did indeed seem to change his expression and instantly softened.

She fell to the ground with her head tilted back, breathing heavily.

Altria turned her head and saw that the girl who had been following Mordred had run over. She was wearing loose clothes and had her hands hidden under her sleeves.

“You are…” Irisviel was slightly stunned.

"We'll talk about that later...Sisters shouldn't fight if they have any conflicts, okay?" As she said this, she extended her hand to Saber.

Altria noticed that there was a black Command Seal on the back of the girl's hand, like a tattoo, but unlike ordinary Command Seals, there was only a blood mark on it.

"..."

She looked down at Mordred, who had calmed down and only had grievance in his eyes.

No wonder he was able to calm Sir Mordred's wrath, and wasted a Command Spell just to stop her from revealing the secret?

"I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone." Instead of holding Lanis's hand, Altria stood up and apologized to the onlookers around her.

Seeing that the matter was over, everyone lost interest in watching and dispersed.

Mordred lay on the ground as if she had lost her soul. Lannis showed an expression of disbelief and forcibly pulled her up.

"Let's go. You almost got into trouble, you know?" She pulled Mordred as if she was teaching a child a lesson.

"Wait a moment." Irisviel stopped her and trotted over to Lanis. "Um...are you the Black Master?"

"What do you think?" Lanis turned to look at her.

"...I'm sorry that you wasted one because of this..." As she said this, Ellie looked at the hand between her sleeves.

"What do you have to apologize for? The rules stipulate that daytime is a peaceful period. Besides, winning or losing is a trivial matter. It is only natural to sacrifice some interests to a certain extent for more important things, right?" Lanice raised her head and looked at the lights on the top of the vegetable market and said.

Her expression was that of a defender of magic who placed it above herself.

Artoria couldn't help but admire in her heart that people who are willing to sacrifice themselves to defend the sacredness in their hearts are worthy of admiration no matter where they are.

Mordred lowered his head, still looking lost. Irisviel looked at the girl, then turned to look at Altria, who looked very similar to her. Suddenly, she clapped her hands and said, "Well, this is a rare opportunity. Let's go have a meal together."

103. I really want to leave

In a Western restaurant that was extremely high-end in its decoration, two pairs of Masters and Servants sat at a table.

They didn't sit opposite each other. Two girls who were almost identical except for their hairstyle and clothing sat on the same sofa, separated by Irisviel, who looked helpless. They didn't look at each other as if they were having a quarrel.

Mordred supported her cheek with her hand, leaned against the window, staring at the scenery outside the glass, and looked angry all the time.

Altria also silently lowered her head and savored her coffee, as if she didn't notice that someone was angry here.

Irisviel was stuck in the middle, looking left and right, her face full of embarrassment and difficulty.

The little blonde girl who was sitting alone on a sofa opposite seemed completely oblivious to the awkward atmosphere. She stared at the menu and ordered from the waiter with great interest.

"And this baked snail dish... Can I visit your kitchen? I can pay for it, please?"

Lanis seemed to be completely oblivious to Irisviel's pleading look as she asked the waiter with a smile.

"Why bother? Our kitchen is open to the public at any time." The waiter said gently.

"Thank you." Lanis stood up under Irisviel's desperate gaze and followed the waiter to the kitchen.

There were only three people left at the table, and the atmosphere was quiet and awkward.

"Um..." Irisviel decided to say something to break the deadlock, "You are...you are mother and daughter, right?"

"Huh?" Mordred turned his head, looking unhappy.

"No... sorry?" Irisviel didn't know what she was angry about.

Seeing her frightened and soft face, Mordred sighed helplessly and raised her head: "Don't treat me like a girl."

"I'm sorry..." Irisviel apologized again. She rolled her large eyes and looked back and forth between the two Sabers. "So... are you... father and son?"

She remembered that Artoria had also been moving around as a man.

Mordred seemed to still be dissatisfied, but he did not attack Irisviel again. Instead, he looked at Artoria, as if he wanted to see how she would answer.

"..." Artoria put down her coffee, her tone a little cold, "Don't ask such meaningless questions, Ms. Irisviel."

"...Sorry?" Irisviel apologized again. She felt extremely embarrassed.

"Why don't you want to admit it?" Mordred immediately straightened up like a furious cat and spoke in a fierce tone.

"Don't be so angry..."

"I have no obligation to answer you, the knight from the enemy camp." Artoria didn't even look at her.

"Don't be so distant..."

Irisviel slumped over the table with a headache.

Why am I here? Someone please save me...

Fortunately, although Mordred made a lot of noise, he did not resort to violence like he did at the vegetable market. It seemed that the effect of the Command Spell was very strong.

Exquisitely presented plates were brought up one after another. Modred didn't even use a knife and fork, he just grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Um...pay attention to your table manners, okay?" Irisviel whispered.

"It's... so troublesome." It seemed that he wanted to yell, but considering Miss Ellie's feelings, Mordred suppressed his tone.