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

And there's that ridiculous "magic absorption" skill. Norton thought that if he could really create something like this now, then his "Seven World-Destroying Weapons" could also be created. In this way, there would be no need to hold the Holy Grail War, and he could just go and fight the Black King with the World-Destroying Weapons.

The rising mercury curtain began to dissipate, which meant that Norton on the other side of the cross-time and space communication was pressing the "hang up button".

"Wait a minute, Norton! We have something to discuss!"

Xia Mi looked anxious. Her great giant god plan couldn't die in the womb like this!

"What else do you want?"

"Norton, how about instalments? I think it would be okay to get the 'Heroic Attila' vest out first, right?"

The other party was silent for a moment. He had seen the design drawings of the Heroic Spirit Attila. Although it didn't have the outrageous skills of "Giant God Attila", the shape of the God of War Sword that this Heroic Spirit Attila carried was truly too strange...

The blade is made up of three colors: red, yellow and blue, and can be bent and stretched at will like a whip, destroying everything on earth like the "Whip of God".

Wait, sabotage? Norton seemed to understand.

This destructive power that ravages the earth seems to be somewhat similar to Jörmungandr's martial arts that destroys the stress structure balance with bare hands, thereby destroying things?

Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem impossible...

"Well, I can approve your plan for the heroic spirit Attila," the big boss Norton finally spoke in affirmation, which made Xia Mi, the worker, breathe a sigh of relief.

But that wasn't the end. Norton continued, "The overall design of your Heroic Spirit panel is fine, but there's a small part that needs some minor revision."

Generally speaking, Norton felt that Attila was just a simple numerical monster with the Saber class. It did not require technical operations like Caster, and was very suitable for people like Xia Mi who liked the gameplay to be unchanged.

As for the part that needs to be modified, it is the skill "Emblem of the Wandering Planets". Xia Mi's solution is to absorb the lives, buildings and concepts that he destroyed as nutrients, so that he can continue to grow bigger in stages. No matter how you look at it, this content is a complete copy of the giant god's skills.

So Norton erased one word from the Wandering Star Emblem and changed it to "Star Emblem".

The effect was changed to controlling the alchemical lines on the body and consuming magic power to enhance the performance of any part of the body.

The prefix of the Noble Phantasm "Tear Star·Sword of the God of War" was also erased, becoming "Sword of the God of War".

Xia Mi's design was to designate a location, and then drop a huge beam of light from a distant high altitude to carry out wide-area annihilation. To put it bluntly, it was a laser attack from satellite orbit.

Norton thought to himself, how could he afford to build her a satellite railgun?

It would be better to turn it into a beggar's version of the treasure "Sword of the God of War". The effect of activating it is that she herself rushes forward with the sword.

In short, after being weakened several times by the ruthless Master Norton with his invisible axe, the freshly-baked "Heroic Spirit Attila" panel reappeared in front of Xia Mi.

The latter's face stretched long... How come this super vest she had been looking forward to so much had been reduced to this state by Norton?!

"Why are you glaring at me? I only made this much for you, take it or leave it."

"..." Xia Mi clenched her fists. She resisted the urge to stretch forward and smash the face of the person opposite her, because they were thousands of miles apart and could not hit each other.

Just wait, one day, I'll tear this thick, fake barrier apart with my bare hands! And give you a good smack in the face!

Chapter 132: You’ve been ruined by Takeuchi’s face in this life!

the next morning.

After Nuonuo woke up Xia Mi again, she was surprised to find that Xia Mi's face looked even worse. Compared to the slight tiredness of the previous day, her expression was now faintly mixed with a sense of resentment and humiliation.

Of course, this expression is not obvious. It is the state of the other party that Nono judged using profile perception during a short period of contact, and it is highly credible.

There must be something fishy about this matter!

Nuonuo led Xia Mi, who had gotten up late again, to have breakfast with full of suspicion. During the breakfast, she carefully calculated the days they had lived together in the past two days. The time when Xia Mi was not under her supervision was not very long.

Apart from sleeping time at night, it is only during the day when Emiya and Xia Mi are alone in the quiet room working on magic research projects.

In other words, if it wasn't due to the time they were alone, then something was most likely going on between Emiya and Natsumi... but the emotions hidden between this girl's brows were anger and humiliation... Could it be that Emiya forced her...

Nono's heart suddenly jumped when her thoughts turned to this angle, but no matter how she thought about it, it didn't make sense. Emiya was obviously not that kind of person, but that wasn't necessarily the case. Xia Mi's appearance was too advantageous, even if it was just a flat chest... Damn it, men's nature, after all...

Nuonuo's mood was like a roller coaster, going up and down between different altitudes. She returned to her room in a confused mood.

As she passed Melyuchina's room, Nono raised her brows slightly. She saw a dragon's tail quietly peeking out from the crack of the sliding door, revealing a small black sharp object. At first glance, she thought it was a small black hard part, which was swaying slightly in rhythm with the breathing of the owner of the tail...

"Wake up! Lazy cousin!"

Nuonuo pushed the sliding door open with one foot, walked in and patted Melyuchina's sleepy face.

"Well?"

"There's no time for you to enjoy a lie-in these days. From now on, your morning rest period will be cancelled. I will arrange human etiquette lessons for you! You sleep all day and don't even look like you're sleeping. How can you be so lazy and still expect to integrate into human society?"

"...Ah?" Melyuchina was struck by lightning, her face wilted like a frosted eggplant, the only bad news left in her mind was "I can't sleep in anymore."

What Nuonuo was thinking was that there was a new person named Xia Mi living in the house. If Melyuchina showed her true colors in front of the other party, it would be difficult to explain. She couldn't say that she was just some kind of small toy for play, right?

"Ah, what? I'm doing this for your own good!"

As soon as Nuonuo opens his mouth, he exudes the flavor of a Shenzhou-style parent.

She had absolutely no intention of letting out even a little bit of emotion because of what might have happened between Emiya and Natsumi.

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"So, regarding that topic, what we should talk about today is..."

Emiya walked into the quiet room just like the day before.

The four eyes inside looked over at the same time.

"?"

Bang. Emiya took a half step back, closed the sliding door in an instant, and opened it again.

Still looking at him.

Strange, I didn't come to the wrong place.

Emiya blinked and looked at Xia Mi and Nono who were sitting opposite each other in the quiet room. This was indeed the usual quiet room, but for some reason, his seat was openly occupied by Nono.

"Nono, you took my seat."

"Yeah. Emiya, come sit here too."

"what?"

Emiya didn't understand what this crazy girl was doing. He shook his head speechlessly, closed the sliding door behind him, sat next to Nono, and squeezed together with her at the table.

Nono's long white legs revealed flexible white lines from under the skirt. Due to their close positions, they were pressed against each other, conveying a smooth, soft and warm touch on the side of Emiya's body.

"No, Nuonuo, Xia Mi and I are studying magic research topics. Are you sure you want to stay here?"

Emiya asked as he and Xia Mi sorted out various materials and records from yesterday.

Nuonuo stretched out her long legs casually, her smooth skin rubbing against the side repeatedly through her thin clothes, her smooth toes plump and round, tapping on the wooden floor.

"Why can't I just sit here and listen? Don't worry, even if I don't understand, I won't bother you. Or is your topic too embarrassing to be discussed...?"

Nono's suspicious eyes moved back and forth between Emiya and Xia Mi. The sorrow, resentment and other negative emotions that were hovering on Xia Mi's face at this time magically disappeared when she saw Emiya. What kind of secret is hidden between these two people... ?

"What do you mean by the topic is shameful? What kind of nonsense are you talking about? You're thinking about something groundless... Fine, you just want to come over and watch, right? Whatever you want."

Emiya thought that this was not a big deal, as long as Nono didn't suddenly have a brainwave and tear up the academic materials on the table... So he continued to discuss the theme of the new issue with Xia Mi, the true image of historical and legendary figures.

Emiya expressed and explained the "feminization" and "body deviation" of some characters in a more academic way.

"In fact, because historical figures do not exist in the same time and space as we do today, it is difficult for us to penetrate this layer of time and space and see the true appearance of people in the past. Relying solely on historical records is subject to deviations from the author's subjective point of view and tampering to cater to the rule of the rulers at the time..."

For example, the adult conqueror Alexander the Great was not short. He was a big, muscular man over two meters tall. As for Darius III, who fought with him in the past, his height was even more incredible.

But Napoleon was a real dwarf.

In addition, in the FGO world line, the reason why the dwarf becomes a tall and strong man of nearly 1.9 meters when summoned, and even his preferences are inconsistent with historical facts, is because the spiritual base composition of this Napoleon is mixed with part of his descendant Napoleon III, and part of it is anecdotes generated by the speculation of later generations.

Xia Mi was amazed when she heard this. She thought to herself, could body shape really be so casual? Then could she create a pseudonym and modify her breast data?

Tsk... Xia Mi seemed to hear the devil's whisper in her mind. Yes, you are the developer. Isn't it easy for you to squeeze a little bit of your own personal opinion in?

But the voice of reason came over at this moment, completely crushing the devil's whispers: No matter how big your breasts are, they are fake when you are wearing a vest. They are not real, so don't be obsessed with them...

Xia Mi reluctantly suppressed her reckless thoughts and decided to shift her attention to the next small goal of the project, which was to draw an image for each heroic spirit... just as to lay the foundation for the original painting of the pile of heroic spirit designs.

"Portraits... Do you want to make a Heroic Spirit Illustrated Book?"

Emiya was stunned when he heard this, then his eyebrows twitched and his expression changed, as if he felt certain memories beginning to attack him crazily -

Because he remembered that the images of the heroes in the FGO mobile game were drawn by different painters, which resulted in extremely inconsistent styles of character painting in this game. Some of the heroes' portraits were even very outrageous and abstract... For example, the "First Sun" Smoke Mirror in Aztec mythology.

(Smoke Mirror: Play FGO for me.jpg)

"Junior Sister Xia Mi, before you do this, are you sure that your painting skills are good enough?"

"Hmm? Painting skills? Although I can't reach the level of those famous painters, I have taken art classes, and I am quite good at sketching portraits. If you don't believe me, I can show you a sample."

Xia Mi started working as soon as she said she would. She picked up the charcoal and pencil beside her and began to draw smooth and tight lines. Her brushstrokes were steady and powerful, with a good balance of tension and relaxation, as if the brush was an extension of her body parts, and she controlled the weight just right.

It seemed she wasn't just a sketch artist at this moment; her hand had become a living printing press. The entire painting was practically completed in a single stroke, without any revisions. If it weren't for the need to avoid exaggeration, Xia Mi's fingers would have moved so quickly that afterimages would have appeared.

The king of the earth and mountains has such precise control over strength that she can easily grasp the strange and bizarre symbols taught in the magic classes of the aristocratic families, let alone a simple portrait.

"This is...King Arthur?"

Emiya, who was originally surprised by Xia Mi's mature painting skills, now saw a sketch of a girl with her hair tied up with a ribbon. The girl was wearing knight armor, and the skirt armor protected the sides and fit together with the hem of the clothes. A small tuft of hair was raised high as if blown by the wind, which perfectly presented the Artoria in the story Emiya had told before.

Nuonuo, who was watching from the side, was stunned. It was her first time attending a class and she didn't know the ins and outs of it. She was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.

Is this King Arthur?

That's not right... You're clearly drawing a girl. Do you think she hasn't read the legendary stories about King Arthur's death? King Arthur was clearly a man. Or do you, the researchers of magic, have the right to arbitrarily tamper with the images of legendary figures?

Nono suppressed her urge to complain, as she had agreed not to interfere with their discussion, but Emiya had something to say:

"Xia Mi, adding an illustration guide to your thesis is indeed an unprecedented idea... but are you sure you want to spend the time and energy? It doesn't seem to make much sense, and your style... won't be inconsistent with each other, right?"

"Brother Emiya, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't have the energy or the extra money to invite other artists to help, so all the paintings must be completed by me alone. The style must be consistent!"

Xia Mi tilted her head slightly, her sweet smile sounding like the singing of an oriole in the woods, and her ponytail swung playfully. She then whispered in a joking tone:

"And as you can see, I'm very quick and effortless. If I draw more often, it's almost like mass production! Who knows, even the facial shapes might become similar!"

Emiya: “…”

Takeuchi face, right? If you ignore the hairstyle, hair color, and other subtle differences, all the different characters have the same face.

Forget it, forget it... As long as the finished product is not a smokey mirror face, it's fine.

Chapter 133: All rolled up, please roll up

In the end, Nono did not find out what secret had happened between Emiya and Xia Mi.

After repeated observations for an entire afternoon, she found that the vaguely gloomy look on Xia Mi's face had disappeared. It seemed that when this little assistant was with Emiya, his worries would disappear miraculously.

It was as if Emiya was a human-shaped automatic dust collector. Once any difficulties or bad mood came to him, they would be sucked away like dust and disappear.

What the hell is this!

Nuonuo couldn't understand, and she wouldn't understand. She didn't know the mountain of Heroic Spirit design work Xia Mi was carrying, nor did she know that Xia Mi was plagiarizing Emiya's ideas under the guise of completing an academic research project...

So the afternoon classes ended, and when Xia Mi said goodbye and said she was going to the city library to look up some information, Nuo Nuo was still planning to test the waters with this little assistant.

Unexpectedly, the latter's face was filled with anxiety, and it seemed that there was not even a moment's rest. Nuonuo had no choice but to let Xia Mi leave. After a while, the girl ran away in a hurry.

Nuonuo finally decided to give up pursuing the matter for the time being. She walked through the long wooden Japanese-style corridor with thumping footsteps and saw a white figure.

The soft white hair is like the willows on the bank being blown by the summer breeze. Unfortunately, such a beautiful and rare scene is completely ruined by the lazy posture of the owner of the white hair.

Melyuchina was leaning against the wall at this time. She seemed to have wanted to stand on the side in a serious posture like a knight, but now her shoulders looked like a curled up white-haired pet, and her little head was dozing off little by little.

It was obvious that Melyusina had gotten used to the comfortable life in the Emiya family house where she had everything provided for her at an astonishing speed. In such a cozy environment where there was no need for intense fighting, even sleeping in had become an essential part of her daily life.

Although Nono had forced her out for a etiquette lesson in the morning, Melyusina refused to suffer any loss and quickly tried to make up for the lost sleep time.

"Melyuzina, how are you doing with the etiquette lesson material I asked you to memorize? Remember to have it ready tonight. I'll take your turn reciting it!"

Nuonuo's voice exploded like thunder. The little white-haired pet with a drooping tail, Melyuchina, twitched her ears and suddenly woke up. "Back whip? What is a back whip?"

The simple Melyuchina has not yet experienced the baptism of exam-oriented education unique to East Asian countries.

Nono's idea is very simple. How to make Melyuchina quickly master the knowledge and habits of integrating into human society and not be attracted by strange content and have wild thoughts?

There is only one answer, and that is to increase the intensity of her daily classes and homework!

Although Nuonuo remembered that she attended Eton College for primary school, the elite education she received as a girl was not uncommon, with a lot of cramming content. In addition, Nuonuo also remembered the aristocratic etiquette classes she took when she was in the Chen family.

...Although she didn't take the class seriously and basically gave back what she learned to the etiquette teacher, she still had a good memory. She prepared two sets of teaching materials for Melyusina based on the content at the time, and also added some courses on Western European knights and aristocrats.