They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

"Hey, hahaha, I just thought I wasn't hungry yet, so I let you guys eat first—"

"Don't run!"

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Xia Mi felt like a prisoner about to be taken to the execution ground. She was forcibly brought into the "Emiya family" by Melyuchina and had a fairly sumptuous last dinner.

...something's wrong, it's getting more and more wrong.

As the Dragon King, her intuition told her that her behavior of sneaking out just now was too conspicuous, causing her to attract attention instead, and bad things would happen next.

"stare--"

It was really worrying that something would happen. When dinner was almost over, most people's eyes were focused on him.

Xia Mi sat upright at the dining table, put down the cumin-flavored grilled chicken wings she had not finished, and looked at everyone with a pair of big eyes that blinked blankly, looking innocent.

Damn it, she shouldn't have gotten into any trouble recently... Why are they all looking at her like this? Are these people taking advantage of her absence to form a small group behind her back?

Emiya's eyes were particularly sharp, and he spoke first, "Confess and be lenient; resist and be strict. Xia Mi... no, Jörmungandr, King of the Earth and Mountains, do you remember the contract between us?"

"Now that it's over, stop being vague. Tell me how you, the mastermind behind the entire Holy Grail War, organized this grand ceremony. Also, why did you end up having your peaches stolen by that false god Izanami... aka the White King?"

The atmosphere fell into silence, and a storm began to brew at the table.

Xia Mi wanted to glare back unwillingly, but she pointed at Emiya, her eyes lighting up in pure gold, the noble eyes that represented the first generation...

Emiya didn't respond, but pressed on.

"Look me in the eyes! Answer me!"

Look in my eyes! Tell me why!

Xia Mi suddenly felt a huge pressure coming, the blood alliance contract took effect forcibly, and her body began to tremble involuntarily. She even felt that she could not resist, just like an inferior dragon kneeling to the dragon king!

Impossible! Emiya's bloodline isn't superior to hers, so why...

No, it seems possible that he devoured the gods...

Chapter 256 Xia Mi's Family Affairs

"I I I..."

Xia Mi spoke haltingly, and her teeth seemed to be trembling, because she didn't want to follow the contract and answer him according to Emiya's request, but what shocked her was the coercive force of the blood alliance contract.

It was as if there was an unquestionable supreme power holding her head down and forcing her to submit!

How could this happen? How could this happen?

Wait, does that mean that the gods possess advanced powers obtained from the connection with the World Tree, so they are of a higher status?

Xia Mi couldn't accept it for a moment, because this meant that as long as the contract was not terminated, she would never be able to get rid of her identity as a worker or even a prisoner... However, there was no other way at the moment.

Nono, who was standing next to Emiya, also had her hands on her hips, her eyebrows raised, and she looked at Xia Mi with some annoyance. She still remembered how Xia Mi had fabricated a blatantly false identity and gotten away with it while she was using the profiling. Adding to what happened later, it seemed like this girl had been playing tricks on everyone around her!

Eri looked confused. Well, although she had been exposed to the Holy Grail War, she didn't know the twists and turns behind the scenes.

As for Su Enxi and Ling, they were just watching the show.

They acted as bodyguards, accompanying Eiry outside to eat and have fun happily. They felt so happy. They were the real winners in this Holy Grail War.

"Okay... I'll tell you what I'll tell you!"

Even though Xia Mi was extremely unwilling, she could not withstand the criticism from thousands of people.

"As for the Holy Grail War, I started preparing for it when I first arrived in Tokyo. Just to be clear, I'm just a hard-working errand boy, and the chief designer is actually from Norton's side—"

"Stop exaggerating and avoiding the main point," Emiya interrupted the spell. "Since you were able to grant me the Master qualification back then, it means you're not just an ordinary worker. You should be at least one of the core operators."

"But, but..." Xia Mi wanted to argue but couldn't find the words.

Damn, has she messed up too many times?

Why does it feel like Norton doesn't trust her? Now even Emiya is suspicious of her! Has she overdrawn her trust balance to this extent?

"No buts!" Emiya raised his hand and looked at him with emotionless eyes. He had achieved his goal in this Holy Grail War, but that didn't mean that Emiya would not pursue those mistakes.

"Think about it," he knocked on the table, and the exquisite rosewood dining table made a banging sound when he knocked on it.

"Let's not even mention the severity of the disaster in Tokyo and the heavy casualties. Xia Mi, everyone present here is forced to run around because of your negligence."

"And you're still hiding it. Do you want everyone to continue being fooled by you like an idiot?"

"Putting aside the fact that the White King was the mastermind behind the Holy Grail War going out of control, Xia Mi, as the original operator, don't you have any mistakes at all?"

Xia Mi thought, putting the facts aside, how could it be linked to herself?

...Oh, this is really possible... If we exclude the fact that the White King manipulated the Holy Grail War, then the only thing left is that I accidentally lost a part of the White King's soul fragment due to negligence, and couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked.

After a while.

Under Emiya's strong questioning and the inability to resist due to the contract, Xia Mi finally told the whole story.

"...That's it. This is my first time hosting a Holy Grail War, and I got too carried away. Who could have known such an oversight would occur?"

After hearing this, Emiya was speechless, "As expected of you..."

However, the Holy Grail War is indeed a very complicated matter. The Fuyuki Holy Grail War failed after three consecutive events. The following four or five events were also unable to make wishes due to the Holy Grail contamination left over from the three previous events...

Anyway, the Holy Grail War is rarely held normally.

Every time the Holy Grail War breaks out, there will be a cheater, a black whistle, a servant of an unclassified level, a Master who is better at fighting than the Servant... These all seem very outrageous but are actually normal situations.

"In other words, it was essentially because of your mistake that the god escaped and had the opportunity to cause trouble everywhere," Emiya remembered the black shadow who suddenly appeared next to Eri that day and claimed to be a god.

In other words, the black shadow did not parasitize Eri from the beginning, but found Eri later and took away her power.

After all this time, it turned out that this situation was caused by Xia Mi's mistake. Damn, you are such a troublemaker, you really deserve a beating!

Emiya thought he had a good temper, but after realizing the source of all this, he couldn't help but stiffen his fists. Even the best people get angry sometimes.

Boom!

Xia Mi suddenly heard thunder rumble amidst the rain outside the window, like a faint storm raging. She couldn't help but shivering from the cold in her hands and feet, staying indoors in the middle of summer.

What was going on? What had happened? Why did she suddenly seem frightened?

"From today on, Shami, Jörmungandr, the King of the Earth and the Mountains, you must accept punishment until you sincerely repent and behave properly!"

Xia Mi, please repent!

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"Wake up, Maid Xia Mi, you are 50 seconds behind your scheduled awakening time."

The next day, Xia Mi, with lifeless eyes, was woken up from her bed by the indifferent Ling. The first punishment she received yesterday was to wear a maid outfit and take on all the housekeeping work in the villa.

From cleaning the restaurant kitchen, to preparing berths for Emiya and others, to cleaning the balcony and indoors, she was responsible for all the work alone.

This is still a small matter, but the bigger problem is that in the future she may need to take on more unquantified duties, almost in the position of a menial servant who is on call at any time.

As for when I can escape this position, that depends on the mood of the God Slayer Emiya-sama. After all, whether my performance is good or not depends entirely on his words, and his final interpretation is irrefutable...

Wow... this is outrageous! How could she, a mighty Dragon King, be reduced to such a lowly position, stripped of even her dragon-like freedom and reduced to the status of a slave?

"Hurry up," Zero said before leaving the room. "We don't have any outdoor activities planned today, so change into indoor clothes. Emiya and the others will wake up in an hour, so you don't have much time to get ready."

Although Ling is small in stature, he has a very imposing aura.

In the past, Xia Mi would not have taken a mere mixed-blood seriously, but given the current situation... she had to endure it.

There really wasn't much time left for her to sigh.

Xia Mi quickly searched for the maid outfit she would wear today.

According to the basic requirements...she has to wear a "Katyusha" on her head, which is a maid headdress shaped like a soft hat. Currently, this headdress has a light yellow bow and looks like a modification provided by Zero or Eri.

Next, wear a pink short skirt and white stockings, and then put on a white ruffled apron on the outside.

...Originally, a traditional maid outfit should be worn with a long skirt, but Nono insisted on making additional requirements, saying that it should be made into two sets, one of which is to be worn indoors for her own people, and the skirt must be made very short.

Xia Mi then put on the short skirt version of the maid uniform with great difficulty. Feeling the cool touch on her legs, she couldn't help but shed tears of sadness. Was she selling her body like this?

Damn it, my fate is in my own hands. Whether I am a dragon or a slave, it’s up to me to decide!

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There was nothing to do today, so after breakfast, Emiya talked to Eri for a while.

He already knew that Nono had accidentally become a demigod during the Holy Grail War ceremony due to her clone nature, but what about Eri?

"me?"

Eri's fingers rested on her legs, a little flustered, fiddling with the hem of her skirt. Her large eyes revealed a look of deep thought. "It seems... my ability hasn't returned..."

She was talking about the ability to judge.

"But my strength has indeed returned, and my body has become very strong..."

"Is that so?" Emiya stretched out his hand. "Come, let me try."

"Okay, how about this?" Eiry held Emiya's hand without hesitation, and suddenly felt a faint warmth coming from her palm.

Emiya gently held the soft pair, "Divinity... the same divinity as Nono. Strange, why hasn't that ability returned?"

Since Eri was also affected by the ritual, taking on a divine aura, this suggests a similar connection between the two. With the false god's death and the contract severed, the ability should have returned along with the recovered vitality.

Either neither of them comes back, or both of them come back. It is impossible to distinguish the two as different things, one comes back and the other does not...

Or is it that the power has changed and is hidden in Eri's body but has not yet been activated, and needs to wait for her to develop it herself?

"Hello! Good morning, Emiya-sama and Eri-sama. Would you like some refreshments? Today we have special sakura mochi and freshly made kuri gold dumplings!"

A voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, and a beautiful girl wearing a cute pink pure sexy outfit, with an uneven chest, made a gorgeous appearance with a sweet smile on her pretty face.

Xia Mi maid said, it’s a grand serial!

If you think about it carefully, being a maid is just a part-time job. It's just a small case. How could it be difficult for Xia Mi, who was once a strong part-time worker?

Just look at how she uses her unparalleled beauty and superb serving skills to easily manage the Emiya family's financial affairs!

After Xia Mi finished speaking, she placed the tray on the table by the door, stretched out her hands, and performed a slightly exaggerated kneeling and skirt-lifting gesture.

Her fingers trembled slightly because it was very challenging to perform this etiquette in this short-skirt maid uniform.

This short skirt is very suitable for wearing in summer. The hem is not high enough to cover too much. When she crossed her legs and bent forward, the lifted hem of her skirt had already revealed a hint of spring light that could not be concealed.

Eri didn't react much to Xia Mi, her attention was completely diverted to the matter of having tea and snacks, and it was Emiya who noticed this whole thing.

He was a little nervous.

Fortunately, fortunately, Emiya pursed his lips subconsciously. He felt that if he had just been drinking tea, he might have been sprayed into Eri's face by Xia Mi's impromptu service performance.

"...Then why are you still standing there? Bring them up quickly."

Emiya glanced at Eri, and the girl glanced at the exquisite and beautiful Japanese snacks and hurriedly urged.

"Oh ok."

Xia Mi came over very considerately to serve tea and water, and thoughtfully placed a few more snacks for Eri.

She realized her improvisation, despite all the posturing, didn't seem to be working as intended. Hmm? How could that be? Was it because this wasn't strong enough, so he just ignored it?

Damn it, even the Demon King Emiya, the god-killer, could easily resist the benefits released by such a lovely me. It really is very difficult to satisfy him...

I still underestimated the punishment that Emiya casually arranged.

Xia Mi's genius love brain battle, the outcome of the first round, Emiya wins!

But don’t be impatient, don’t be impatient, the real decisive game will be held at night!

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Emiya had no idea how much drama was going on in this guy's mind, so he just gave him a puzzled look before turning back to Eri, "Did you enjoy your trip abroad? Did the food there suit your taste?"

Eri chewed on her cherry cake, her cheeks bulging with food. She blinked and thought about what her taste was, but in the end she couldn't figure it out. "Although it's different from the cafeteria, it's still delicious!"

"That's good. Has your brother contacted or met you recently?"

Eri shook her head again. "Brother has been very busy lately. He sent a few text messages asking about my situation, but there was no further communication."

"Is that so? He talks to me a lot."

Emiya pulled out his phone, and Eri leaned over curiously to look at it. She wasn't worried about losing control of her abilities anymore, and she could speak normally. After the Holy Grail War, the Snake Houses had lifted their restrictions on her, so Eri wasn't worried about her family urging her to return.

"This is... an invitation to attend... the funeral of the previous head of the family?"