A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

Aaron is not the fantasy species that flew into the sky and became a dragon after the Age of Gods. Sakamoto Ryoma knew very well in his heart that she gave up the opportunity to ascend to heaven for him and to be with him. She accompanied him as an unfinished dragon and became his helper.

It is precisely because Arlong is an incomplete thing between a dragon and a snake, possessing the power of a dragon while also having some characteristics of a snake. She is not the strongest fantasy species, but she is definitely not at the level that ordinary snake monsters can reach, and her need for magic power is far more demanding than theirs.

With the magic power that Sakamoto Ryoma can provide, under such consumption, only the relatively short time of releasing the treasure can allow Aaron to exert his full strength...

Therefore, at this moment, Sakamoto Ryoma turned his head with some concern and looked in the direction of the house he came from, which seemed to have already merged with the surrounding houses. There, there was food that could make Aaron "full", and that food was even prepared for his familiars...

In other words, that man wasn't Berserker, but Caster... It seemed only Caster could create clones of such strength and summon two familiars that could remain calm in such a situation.

"How terrible..."

At the end, Ryoma Sakamoto was still muttering to himself, repeating the deepest feelings in his heart.

However... although the Servant he faced just now seemed to have tried his best, in fact, just as he had been attracting the Servant's attention and letting Aaron create some possible plans, those bullets containing special attacks against "mystery" and "humanity" were just ordinary means of attack, not treasures.

Having been able to escape from such a devil's den, Sakamoto Ryoma could no longer judge whether it was just good luck or the other party was really reasonable and let him go...

"Save that energy for the next person. That Archer seems to have discovered this place..."

Ryoma Sakamoto lowered the brim of his hat, disguising himself as an ordinary person as much as possible, and blended into the boiling crowd.

In front of him, a train, which was relatively new for that era, lay sprawled outside the tracks. The rising flames and thick smoke attracted a large number of people and media in this prosperous imperial capital. The noisy atmosphere became an excellent shelter for Ryoma Sakamoto.

However, when he caught a glimpse of the train lying on the ground through the crowd, Ryoma Sakamoto was still a little dazed.

That train was obviously the one that Caster and Saber had fought on, but until he followed Caster away, no such accident had happened on that train. Obviously, this accident happened after he left.

The rising flames seemed abnormal, with a hint of black in the red, and could not be extinguished by water or special fire-fighting dust. The magical reaction emitted from them was not obvious.

The ubiquitous weirdness made Ryoma Sakamoto stop for a moment, but Aaron beside him tilted his head and fell into deep thought.

"The blue flame...is it a will-o'-the-wisp?"

blue?

Ryoma Sakamoto's hair stood on end for a moment. Even after constant thinking, he could not get the answer. The body made of magic had long lost the physical functions of his human period, but at this moment he could still feel that his body had some reaction, which was a palpitation as if a flash of inspiration came to him.

In Sakamoto Ryoma's impression, there really is a person who is completely similar to the "will-o'-the-wisp" that Aaron mentioned.

But how did that black-haired girl manage to cause damage to the train after leaving the train, and even after he groped his way to the house and met the girl?

Sakamoto Ryoma felt like his head was about to split open. His rationality prevented him from thinking at the moment. What he was facing was the reality of passing by the girl in the red cape and military uniform with his hat lowered.

He...must retreat temporarily...

......

"Speaking of Yang Yuhuan, how on earth did you manage to get back before us?"

Duanmu Ye suddenly remembered the question he had forgotten to ask before. Even now, he was a little curious about how Yang Yuhuan had returned here faster than himself.

Yang Yuhuan stopped what she was doing, pouted her lips, and spoke angrily with some displeasure.

"Calling me by my name is so awkward! Although you're not my legitimate Emperor, you're still my Master after all. According to the rules of this Holy Grail War, it's only right for you to address me with a more intimate name! I won't be like Grandma Zetian, who would casually drag you down and force you to drink mercury just because you didn't address me properly!"

Yang Yuhuan's words left Duanmu Ye speechless. He seemed to have heard some royal secrets that were not secrets. As Wu Zetian's granddaughter-in-law to some extent, it was quite normal for Yang Yuhuan to know about Wu Zetian's evil deeds from Emperor Xuanzong's mouth.

But... this is not a question of naming, but of treating Van Gogh equally...

From the very beginning, Duanmu Ye noticed Van Gogh's wolf-like gaze, which was looking at her anxiously, as if questioning why she couldn't call her more intimately.

But Van Gogh is Van Gogh. If you call her by a more intimate name... With Duanmu Ye's ability, the words she can think of are better than nothing, or even a blank.

"But... speaking of which, you've been calling Van Gogh by his real name... doesn't that mean... your relationship isn't actually that good?"

Duanmu Ye took a deep breath. Just a few words had already made his face, which had seen many storms, turn a little red. As time passed, the redness began to deepen and spread...

Although it has long been known that Yang Yuhuan has always been helping others out of her own willingness to help, the nature of her job as a Foreigner has caused her behavior to become extremely unstable, and she may even end up doing something bad with good intentions.

She has no idea what kind of disaster her actions will cause. She just uses her talents, beauty or skills to bring self-righteous content to others, without realizing what kind of disaster her actions will cause to the people around her, just like now.

"Duan...Duanmu! Lady Yang Guifei is right! I also want...I want...a more intimate name!"

A more intimate name?

Does it refer to the word "Yu Yu" or "Tai Zhen" used to call Yang Yuhuan?

Duanmu Ye felt a little embarrassed, and even felt that the temperature around him was rising inexplicably. When he was sandwiched between the two girls, he was not as calm and composed as when he was facing Sakamoto Ryoma.

"Tingting, can you answer my question first?"

Duanmu Ye had a headache. He had never thought that there would be two unstable Foreigner servants in his house, and these two Foreigner servants had almost opposite personalities and cognitions.

He had actually anticipated something like this a long time ago, but Duanmu Ye hadn't expected it to come so suddenly...

Seeing this, Yang Yuhuan thought for a while and spoke reluctantly.

"I seem to have become a fairy due to a legend... Although my memory of this is very vague, I do seem to have seen something in a place that looked like a palace, and then I gained the power to control fire..."

Yang Yuhuan's tone was extremely gentle, but at the same time, as she said, it was discontinuous in many places because she was not completely sure whether her memory was completely correct.

For Duanmu Ye, these things can only prove one thing, that is, the purple jade dragon flute given by the "fairy" came from the "heaven" that Yang Yuhuan had visited, and the person she met who gave her the power to control fire might be "Kthugya".

Duanmu Ye did not choose to interrupt Yang Yuhuan, and she did not disappoint Duanmu Ye's waiting, and almost certainly opened her mouth.

"Master, you are also Han Chinese, right? You should know that we have something called the ideological foundation, from which we can gain powers that ordinary people cannot imagine..."

Yang Yuhuan paused, and this time, Duanmu Ye interrupted her impulsive action in this gap.

"So, you're saying... your power actually comes from your mindset, not Cthugha?"

Calling the god Cthulhu by his name is a negative example, but for Duanmu Ye, who is no longer a human being, he has learned a little bit of how to be bad.

But Yang Yuhuan tilted her head, somewhat confused.

"Who is that? I mean, I haven't connected to the thought base, but I do have this ability. It seems to be called the Five Elements Escape Technique, but only fire-attributed abilities can be used..."

The matter about Ketugeya was denied. Duanmu Ye was extremely surprised and even a little bit unbelievable.

But soon, he gradually understood, because there were some lies in this passage.

Whether it was Van Gogh or Yang Yuhuan, they were both sent down by the Outer Gods, not summoned by a restraining force. Certainly, some part of them had been interfered with by the Outer Gods, perhaps their bodies, their minds, or perhaps... their memories...

There are many conflicting statements about Yang Yuhuan, but it is undeniable that the Five Elements Escape Technique exists.

But now that he had the answer, Duanmu Ye had to face another problem...

"Yang, Lady Yang Guifei can be called Yuyu, but what about me?"

Duanmu Ye was speechless. After a period of intense thinking, he made a choice.

"If that's the case... then let's call her Little Sunflower..."

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Hiss, I originally wanted to write two chapters, but I was dragged out the door, so I typed out four thousand words on my phone... I'll see if I have time to write another 1 words to make up for it.

There is only one update today, I'm sorry everyone, I will update more next time to make amends!

Pipa, Flame, Sun: Chapter 16: Master Taizhen, I Want to Learn Fire Escape! / Disasters Due to Sudden Events

Silence spread at this moment. Both Yang Yuhuan and Van Gogh, who was looking expectant, fell into a dead silence at this moment.

Yu Yu and Little Sunflower seem to be the nicknames that best represent herself, but Van Gogh suddenly realized at this moment that as a Dutch person, her name could not be equated with Yang Yuhuan, a Han Chinese.

Yang Yuhuan could call her Yu Yu, or Yu Huan, or even Tai Zhen, which seemed to be a Taoist name, but she didn't seem to have any nicknames. Even in her own memories, the memories that included "Van Gogh", the only additional names for herself were some extremely indecent names like "Fu Re", which meant "madman with a red beard".

There is no doubt that Van Gogh did not hate the name "Little Sunflower". In fact, after using this additional name, he felt a surge of joy and happiness in his heart.

However, although Van Gogh liked this title very much, she always felt that something was wrong. She should be an adult, even if her body was so poor... But after all, she had inherited the memory and talents of an adult, so it was not an exaggeration to call her an adult...

"Still...just call me Van Gogh..."

Van Gogh responded weakly, shrinking back with a look of helplessness, which made Duanmu Ye shrug helplessly.

He had realized this a long time ago. After all, there are some differences between foreign names and Han names. Some methods like Yang Yuhuan's, which use a character from a name as a nickname, cannot be done on foreign names.

So from the very beginning, considering that there might be such a slight disagreement, Duanmu Ye chose to always call Yang Yuhuan or Van Gogh by their full names to avoid such a thing from happening.

However, since it has already happened, there is no need to dwell on it anymore. Even Van Gogh himself said that this sudden naming incident has come to a perfect end.

After simply comforting Van Gogh, Duanmu Ye did not forget to continue the previous topic with Yang Yuhuan. What she said was more or less very obviously contradictory, like a lie deliberately made up by a person, but there were also some real things mixed in it.

For example, she really went to a palace where someone existed and obtained the power to control fire from that person.

Combining this information with what "Yang Yuhuan" had said before, Duanmu Ye could easily deduce that the "someone" who gave Yang Yuhuan the power was Ketugeya, the "Lord Emperor of Heaven" she had mentioned before.

What she said was that she did not get the power from the ideological base, but she possessed a similar power, and just now she used the fire escape technique from the five elements escape technique to perform a space jump.

Just thinking about it like this, Duanmu Ye felt more and more that the magic in his ideological foundation was somewhat against the will of heaven. Whether it was Fire Escape or Water Escape, they all moved by folding space. Even Earth Escape, which already had practical cases, took people into the air to fly...

Although Yang Yuhuan believed that she did not actually rely on the thought key pattern, that is, the magic spells engraved in the thought base to possess such abilities, Duanmu Ye did not care about it, because what he needed was never the thought key pattern, nor the magic spells in the thought base.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, that was...

"Yuyu, may I ask, can you please share your Five Elements Escape Technique?"

That's right, Duanmu Ye longed for an ability that was not obtained from the skills of the "Outer God". No matter the many powers given by the "Noble Prince of Wind", they were like a special power lodged in his body, waiting for a certain moment to erupt in his body.

Duanmu Ye was well aware of such things. There had been many times before when his spirit, emotions, and mentality had undergone some changes and deviations due to the spiritual pollution of foreign gods.

Therefore, Duanmu Ye often avoids using this power too much, and only when he has to use this power will he show himself as the embodiment of this power.

As someone who has some understanding of the thought base, Duanmu Ye knows that as long as one becomes a disciple of someone who possesses the thought key pattern, even if it is just for one day, one can leave a little mark on the thought base and inherit some of the thought key pattern's abilities.

In other words... Yang Yuhuan, who once became a nun and was given a Taoist name, most likely possessed a thought key pattern. However, in her memory, she had never possessed such a thing. She clearly knew what it was, but she subconsciously denied that she had such an ability.

Based on this conclusion, Duanmu Ye guessed that Yang Yuhuan's condition was like Van Gogh's, and some other things were rubbed into her memory, resulting in many inconsistencies.

With this, he seemed to be able to obtain some abilities through Yang Yuhuan that were not from the inhabitation of foreign gods, so that at certain times he could use safer local spells instead of the somewhat risky powers of foreign gods.

At this moment, Duanmu Ye cast his first glance at Yang Yuhuan, revealing the possibility of something.

He... should also learn something else...

However, faced with such an inquiry, Yang Yuhuan's expression changed from confusion at the beginning to a bit of thoughtfulness, until after a few breaths after the words fell, she quickly responded with a smile.

"Of course! If something like this can help you, Master, I can still do it even if it's just a request of this level!"

Yang Yuhuan responded very casually, as if she was facing an extremely trivial matter, and gave an affirmative answer very casually.

Duanmu Ye was stunned. He hadn't thought that Yang Yuhuan would respond so quickly to his request to teach him the Five Elements Escape Technique, and even received a positive response. Logically, this kind of thing should have gone through some kind of apprenticeship process, but accepting it so casually... It made him feel a little guilty...

"only......"

Yang Yuhuan spoke again, her expression somewhat hesitant, and even her body became awkward.

Duanmu Ye breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved that Yang Yuhuan had answered his question so easily.

As the saying goes, there is a price to pay for gaining power and knowledge. The previous experience of seeking a way to deal with Nyar-Latotep and looking for Yog-Sothoth to trade was enough to prove to Duanmu Ye that whether it is to gain power or knowledge, there is a price to pay.

There is no free lunch in the world. Even though Yang Yuhuan is his Servant, Duanmu Ye firmly believes in this point of view. At this moment, when Yang Yuhuan said "but...", he was mentally prepared for what was about to happen next.

No matter how harsh the requirements for obtaining the Five Elements Escape Technique are, as long as there is no extremely threatening condition like "I need your body" that suddenly appears, Duanmu Ye is honestly aware that he has made sufficient mental preparation at this moment to face those conditions that may not be reasonable but can be achieved by himself.

"It's just that... I only know Fire Style... Is it okay if I only know Fire Style?"

"......"

Duanmu Ye was silent. He had thought of many harsh conditions to deal with, but the result was that Yang Yuhuan had no intention of raising any conditions at all. Instead, she regarded her defect of only knowing fire escape as her own shortcoming, and thus hesitated at this moment.

"This is not a problem."

Duanmu Ye was extremely serious and solemn. As if to be on the safe side, he told Yang Yuhuan everything he was worried about.

"The problem is, according to my personal principles, whether it's gaining power or knowledge, there's a certain price to pay. What I was waiting for just now was that you would make the request you wanted after this."

"Require?"

Yang Yuhuan tilted her head, somewhat confused.

Van Gogh, who was secretly eating the few remaining lychees on Yang Yuhuan's plate, also came up to Yang Yuhuan at this moment and nodded continuously.

"Lady Yang Guifei, let me tell you... Previously, Duanmu was in a very scary space. In order to defeat a very hateful guy, he used his own spirit..."

Van Gogh was only halfway through his words when Duanmu Ye physically stopped him. She covered her mouth with her hand and spoke apologetically.

"I'm sorry, this isn't something worth mentioning. Just think of it as me paying a painful price for doing something..."

Duanmu Ye didn't know whether giving his soul to the Outer God was a good thing or a bad thing. The bad thing was that the person being traded was Yog-Sothoth, but the good thing was that the person being traded was Yog-Sothoth...

But no matter what, at least I am still acting as the individual "Duanmu Ye". If it were Nia Ratotep, who knows what I would become.

Therefore, after explaining it this way, facing Yang Yuhuan who was tilting her head with a puzzled look on her face, Duanmu Ye added again.

"So, no matter what the cost, even if it's just running errands to buy something, it's considered an equal transaction for me."