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

But just as the clothes were thrown onto the bed, the bedding beside Emiya suddenly moved, revealing Melyuchina's sleepy face.

Nono: "..."

Chapter 112 I will attack in the form of Sengo Muramasa!

"Why are you sleeping here? I'm waiting for an explanation."

The moment Melyuzina emerged from the quilt, Nono pulled her off the bed and pulled her aside to question her.

Nono remembered that he had made Melyuchina a spirit, but he didn't care about it after that.

Because I heard that spiritization is to transform the Servant from a physical state filled with magic power into an unobservable ghost state. This can prevent the Servant from being discovered by ordinary people and even prevent physical interference. At the same time, the spiritization state also saves magic power.

When Nono heard that this was possible, she wished she could keep Melyuchina in spiritual form 24 hours a day during this peaceful time...but that didn't mean she would let Melyuchina sleep in her bed.

Melyuchina wiped her eyes dazedly and yawned silently, "To... um, observe... observe the effects of the dragon blood bathing ritual for Emiya..."

"And you just stood there and watched, all the way to the bed?"

Nono shouted righteously, instantly seizing the obvious logical flaw in the cunning defense, barking out the bizarre contradictions as if speaking the law of heaven and spitting out the golden rule. However, the suspect, Melyuchina, refused to accept his challenge, and her rebuttal was completely unconventional, like a barrage of baseball punches:

"Because I'm sleepy!"

Melyuchina replied with a resounding voice, "I'm sleepy, so I just want to sleep in."

The next second, she seemed to feel a little embarrassed about doing so, and continued cautiously:

"This bed made by humans is so comfortable. It feels much better than sleeping on the ground. It's so enjoyable that I couldn't help myself..."

"???"

Nuonuo kept holding back, then retreated again and again, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer. What kind of dragon had she summoned? A dragon that loved to eat and sleep, the kind that couldn't move when it saw the bed and wanted to lie down and sleep in?

"Melyucina, remember, I am the Master!"

"Cough cough!"

Emiya's cough interrupted the conversation between the two. He saw that he had already changed into clothes, but the collar was a little wide and the size of the clothes didn't seem to fit him well... Because it was Old Tang's, Emiya didn't need to ask much. He knew the style of this flashy clothes clearly at a glance.

Just now, Emiya was thinking about whether he should prepare two more sets of clothes to prevent additional damage during the battle. While thinking, he picked up Nono's culinary creation and took two bites, and then...

Ahem, this porridge has a lot of room for improvement!

"Nono, actually... no one is omnipotent. Everyone has their own strengths. The most important thing in life is to have a positive mindset, not to force yourself to have talents you don't have, and to be down-to-earth when it's time to be down-to-earth..."

"Tsk! I know that Chef Emiya's skills are unparalleled in the world. My skills are really nothing compared to an amateur's," Nono raised her hands high. She looked helpless and lazily fell on the sofa.

"I won't make it again next time. I won't make it again. I can't handle all the pots and pans. Being a godly chef is not what I want!"

Although he complained verbally, Nono was actually thinking in his heart that as a genius like me, how could there be anything I couldn't handle?

Forget it, I won’t bother with these kitchen utensils that are stupid enough to refuse to respond to me. After all, we don’t need two master chefs under the same roof, right?

After a while of idle chatter, Emiya finally asked about the dragon blood baptism. "So, with all the arguing going on just now, couldn't someone tell me what happened before I woke up?"

"Dragon blood baptism."

"what?"

Nono curled her lips. "It's just like the story of Siegfried slaying the dragon. After killing the dragon and bathing in its blood, one can evolve... According to Melyuchina's explanation, it should be similar to this example."

"Yes," Melyusina confirmed. "The practice of dragon blood bathing is essentially the infusion of the blood of a pure-blooded dragon into the human body as a blessing. 'Blood' is the medium through which this power is transmitted. Back at the bottom of the sea, I used the dragon's power to enable you to evolve."

Emiya was surprised: "Huh? So..."

Now, I am a dragon too?

No, that shouldn't be the case. At most, they are humans who possess the dragon factor, like Siegfried and Artoria in their lifetime.

"Have you become invulnerable and powerful now? Or have you gained some special abilities?"

Nono also looked at Emiya curiously. It was not uncommon to see mixed-bloods claiming to be descendants of the dragon clan these days, but this was the first time she had seen someone being baptized with dragon blood like in the dragon-slaying legend.

Magic, heroic servants, and now a magical ritual that appeared in epic legends... Nono felt that there were so many outrageous things hidden in this world. Ever since she left the Chen family, her worldview seemed to need to be updated from time to time.

"My physical fitness has definitely improved, but I'm not invulnerable to swords and guns." Emiya projected a small knife and tested it, confirming that he did not have an outrageous iron wall defense like Siegfried.

"Wait, it seems there is a new ability!"

Emiya held the knife in his hand, and suddenly, a fierce orange flame shot out from his hand, streaking across the air, and gradually dissipated before it hit the ceiling and created a charred area.

What is this, a fire ability? Wasn't that dragon's ability to control water and create ice? How could it become fire-breathing in his place?

"Hey? The knife in your hand seems different?"

"Knife?"

Emiya raised the knife again. The edge, scorched by the flames, radiated a new, intense heat and a new sheen. A closer look revealed the subtle patterns and reflections of the blade's finer edges. But the changes didn't stop there.

The knife exudes a mysterious aura. To be more precise, it has a small amount of inherent spiritual elements, just like... just like the Dragon-Breaking Platform!

Yes, although the scale of this level is very small and insignificant compared to the Dragon-Severing Platform, this small knife has reproduced everything that a treasure should have on a very small scale.

He only repaired the Dragon-Breaking Platform's treasure for the second time based on the existing information, and the help of the Dragon-Breaking Platform itself was indispensable, but this small knife can be said to be a brand new treasure that he completed from start to finish by himself without paying attention!

In other words, this new ability of flame is not just an ability to fight enemies, it can also easily help him forge various treasures!

"I got it!"

Emiya slapped his thigh.

Isn’t this Sengo Muramasa’s skill “Flame”!

Oh my goodness, so he's going to follow Sengo Muramasa's skill tree... Emiya thought to himself, could it be possible that he will develop into a wholesaler of various Noble Phantasms, including the Kusanagi sword!?

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The next day, Emiya and Nono went out into the streets again, with Melyuchina following silently in spirit form.

Emiya's goals for this trip were very clear: first, to prepare a few more sets of clothes for himself, and second, to find a relatively uninhabited place to test the difference between the real "Noble Phantasm Creation" and the previous one...

But common sense says that shopping with a clear purpose only exists when men go out alone. If women are added to the mix, shopping will obviously turn into a long and tedious journey that consumes time and energy...

However, many women have a special liking for this way of killing time, which is an irrefutable truth in the world.

Just like now.

"How about this one?"

When Nono asked Emiya the same question for the 23rd time, the latter glanced blankly at the double-zippered casual sweatshirt in the girl's hand and nodded.

"is acceptable."

"What's the point? You're not even looking closely! This is for Melyuchina!"

Nono pouted and waved the hanger.

She had also changed into a fashionable outfit, a long, thin white windbreaker with black tights underneath, revealing a pair of long, white legs. Despite this fresh new look, someone was still lost in thought, his thoughts drifting off to his own affairs. Even when the heavily made-up, glamorous beauty was right in front of him, he ignored her.

"what?"

Emiya finally came back to his senses from sitting in the guest chair. He looked at the sweatshirt in Nono's hand... It was completely children's size. After all, Melyusina was less than 1.5 meters tall, and the normal adult size was completely unsuitable.

But isn't this sweatshirt a bit too trendy? Can kids these days wear something so avant-garde? When I imagine Melyuchina wearing the knight armor she's made of her own skin, the contrast suddenly hits me.

"...I think it's a very bold choice, but it's worth a try."

After saying that, Emiya became curious again. Nono had a few arguments with Melusina when he just woke up yesterday, and he thought that the relationship between the two masters and servants was not good!

"Hey! Don't let your imagination run wild. I didn't say I was going to have a falling out with Melyuchina or anything like that. Those are all misunderstandings, misunderstandings!" Nono defended himself seriously.

In fact, she thought that this little female dragon seemed naive, but was actually difficult to deal with. If hard tactics didn't work, she would try soft tactics... Attacking the city was the second best, conquering the heart was the best, brushing up the favorability and doing PUA. After all, she was the master, so she used both methods. She didn't believe that she could do nothing about Melusina even after all this?

"By the way," Nono suddenly had an idea. Under the shocked gazes of the others, she pulled Emiya and the two of them hid in the small dressing room. She whispered, "Do you know what happened to Melyuchina?"

"Hmm?" Emiya was confused by Nono's behavior. "Aren't you the Master? Why don't you ask yourself?"

"She said her memory was incomplete, and that 'Mellucina the French Fairy' wasn't her original name, but a given one... She also said that she was originally an ugly monster, and that she was simply given a new life by an adult. Is that normal?"

"It might be a problem with the abnormal summoning. It can indeed cause malfunctions in the Servant's memory," Emiya recalled the story of the Fairy Lostbelt. "...If she can't remember it, then she can't remember it. Maybe that's a good thing."

Aurora is really not a good person. She disrupted the entire lossbelt with her own desires until the situation became increasingly worse. Yet, she naturally portrayed herself as a decent "Madonna".

"If you must tell her something, you could tell her to read the story about the French knight Lancelot. She'd be interested."

"Lancelot? From the Arthurian legend?"

Nuonuo's tone was strange. In fact, when she was in the Chen family, she had read a lot of big books, including "The Death of King Arthur" and "The Eternal King" and other things, but at that time she was only interested in the bizarre love stories...

For example, the forbidden love of Lancelot x Guinevere...

Chapter 113 Let Me Try the Knife!

Lancelot, the "Knight of the Lake" who appears in the Arthurian legend, was said to be a young man from France. He crossed the sea because he admired King Arthur's reputation. He became a famous general who joined the Knights of the Round Table relatively late but was trusted by King Arthur.

(Actually, it is a new version of the story of King Arthur that was embellished by the French poet Christian)

Lancelot is as tall, handsome, gentle and considerate as those chivalric novels praise him to be. He is also a martial arts expert, brave and good at fighting. However, his love affair with King Arthur's wife Guinevere is as famous as his chivalrous virtues and battlefield achievements, and even more so.

This was precisely what Nuonuo understood best, having even read through various novels, including folk tales and novellas. Thus, the rosy memories of forbidden love surged through her mind like an unstoppable spring, stirring up a cascade of emotions...

Nono forced herself to suppress her overflowing romantic fantasies, her already blushing face hardening to a halt. She couldn't help but roll her eyes in a rather flirtatious manner, righteously rejecting Emiya's proposal:

"What do you mean by letting Melyuchina watch that kind of bad stuff?"

It is understandable that girls love romance and gossip, but if the fire of gossip falls on themselves, that is another matter.

She vaguely felt that if she and Melyusina, who were in a master-servant relationship, were replaced by King Arthur and Lancelot, then Lancelot would have committed adultery with King Arthur's consort, Guinevere...

Hiss, I can’t put myself in this situation anymore. If I continue thinking along this line of thought, I’m going to feel sick!

"What do you mean by bad things? There are so many chapters in Lancelot's story, but you just focus on his love with Guinevere, right?... I want Melyusina to learn more about Lancelot's human virtues, such as gentleness, generosity, piety, and courtesy."

"Since you're already preparing the clothes, you can't let her wear them and still maintain her dragon demeanor, right? Teaching Melyusina the etiquette and norms of human society is also an important part of the process."

Melyuchina's memory is incomplete, so learning etiquette and morals is also a necessary part of integrating into life. Her lifestyle as a dragon is too "close to nature" and is quite disconnected from the behavioral order formed in human society over a long period of time.

In addition, in the fairy lossbelt of the FGO world line, Meleuchina was given the name "Fairy Knight Lancelot" by Morgan, the ruler of the lossbelt. This knight was born in France, which can be corresponded to "French Fairy Meleuchina".

"Nono, you don't want her to crawl into my bed every time just because she doesn't understand the rules of human society, like today, do you?"

"—Just crawl! As if I care who sleeps with you every night!"

The locker room was small and cramped. Emiya knocked on Nono's head. Nono, who said one thing and meant another, shook his head in dissatisfaction and tried to avoid it, but accidentally bumped into the wooden partition of the locker room.

Ouch! Nuonuo subconsciously changed direction with a headache, but there was no extra space for him to dodge or move in the small dressing room.

So she just turned around and ran straight into Emiya's arms, her long windbreaker swinging open, and the black tight short top stretched out her chest and waist curves. She rushed straight towards him with two short and warm breaths, and the touch was like the milky white tender pears freshly picked from the fragrant orchard.

Emiya was quick-witted and quick-handed, knowing that his arms couldn't be fully opened in such a narrow space, so he stretched out his hands and used the crook of his arms to hold Nono's leaning momentum. The leather material squeezed the fat and wrapped up a delicate and tender youthful outline. Facing him was a delicate face that looked like a bud about to bloom, with some simple and light makeup on.

"..." Nono wanted to open her mouth to speak but found herself facing Emiya's calm face. Her eyes moved a little nervously and her lips pursed. In the charming atmosphere, she could only quietly blush on her cheeks.

"You just hit your head. Are you okay?" Emiya easily adjusted her posture. As a martial arts master, he was well aware of the principles of human balance. In a short while, their postures returned to normal.

Nono was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that the atmosphere would be so tense, but Emiya didn't take the opportunity to do anything. He even said something that seemed insignificant to her, which was like a sharp blade, piercing the beautiful imagination in her mind like pink soap bubbles.

She suddenly narrowed her eyes and stomped her feet silently on the smooth floor. She gritted her teeth and spit out a few words from between her mouth, "I'm fine, thank you!"

About ten minutes later, under the curious gaze of occasional passing customers, red-haired men and women with trendy clothes and beautiful faces walked out of the store carrying large and small packaging bags.

The shopping mission is finally completed.

Emiya, who had successfully changed into a windbreaker similar to the one Nono was wearing, felt relieved and thought that perhaps, facing a nightmarish and exciting battle would not be as torturous as the long time required to accompany a girl on the street.

Because compared to all these, what he wanted to do more was to see how much his new ability was comparable to that of Senko Muramasa.

Nuonuo walked in front without saying a word. No, in fact, if you look closely, you can find that her lips are moving quietly and making a whispering sound.

Emiya knew that she was secretly talking to the invisible spirit Melyusina. Although it was a little eccentric, it could at most be regarded as a monologue. If she spoke loudly, it would seem strange.

The three of them got into a newly-arrived azure blue Koenigsegg. The red Ferrari that had driven onto the Zero Viaduct last time had apparently gone all the way and had buried the entire road at the bottom of the sea, unable to return.

In the morning, Nuonuo and he took some time to go to the Black Prince Group to compensate the original owner of the car, Mr. Shao, who had a noticeably developed figure.

But the latter obviously didn't care about the money. He even asked Nuonuo how he was doing recently. He said that they were all elementary school classmates and they should keep in touch when they had time. He also asked if he needed to borrow another car...

Emiya looked at Mr. Shao, who claimed to be Nono's elementary school classmate, and the more he looked, the more he felt that this man showed signs of being a bootlicker.

At that time, Emiya rejected Mr. Shao on behalf of Nono, who was a little tired of being entangled. Mr. Shao saw that the two had the same hair color and thought that Emiya was Nono's biological brother. He had no hostility towards him and even had the bold attitude of wanting to become brothers with him. However, his tone made it seem like he was just adding drama to himself.

Wei Gong could only frankly advise Shao Gongzi that the white moonlight he had in elementary school would always be just an untouchable white moonlight, and the beauty in his memory would only exist in his memory forever.

When this thought becomes reality, it doesn't seem so perfect, like the red rose in my memory becomes a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white rose becomes a grain of rice stuck on my clothes. Think about it carefully, isn't this the truth?