"Your body shall be placed under my command, and my destiny shall be attached to your sword."
As soon as the time came, Artoria connected her magic power to the magic Circle, enlarging the dining table... the round table and placing it in the center. As Artoria chanted the spell, magic power began to gather on the magic Circle and the round table. Using the round table as the medium and the magic Circle as the auxiliary, the Marvel Universe's first Heroic Spirit Summoning Ritual began. Artoria didn't know if it was right or wrong to rashly hold such a ritual without a Holy Grail, but even if it was wrong, no one would step forward to criticize Artoria. This was because Gaea, the Will of the Earth, stood by Artoria's side, let alone the Consciousness of Humanity. In this world, the highest-level existence should be the Old Man. As an elderly person who loves to play pranks, he wouldn't care about such novel things; he'd be too excited! How could he possibly stop it? This meant Artoria's summoning wouldn't draw the attention of those Big Shots.
"Cross the Wheel of Suppression and appear! Guardian of the Scales."
Under Artoria's abundant magic power, this Summoning Ritual was very simple. Artoria's body didn't feel any abnormality. Perhaps this was the difference between human Mages and non-human Mages! Some powers used by Mages require a price, especially during a summoning like this, where they must endure pain that ordinary people find unbearable. But Artoria felt absolutely nothing unusual. Isn't that infuriating? If a certain Young Lady knew about this, she might be so angry her chest would explode.
As Artoria's final incantation came to an end, the magic power absorbed by the magic Circle seemed to have reached saturation and stopped drawing Artoria's magic power. In addition, three Command Spells appeared on the back of Artoria's right hand. Seeing the appearance of these three Command Spells, Artoria felt that this was a success. Immediately afterward, the power of the magic Circle began to erupt. Artoria's body also emitted a faint blue light, and dazzling light began to appear above the round table. When the light dissipated, two figures appeared before Artoria.
"Z... Master, Kiyohime."
The appearance of two Servants at once truly surprised Artoria, especially since she had borrowed the power of both of these Servants before. Artoria suddenly felt that this matter might not be simple. If other Servants had appeared before her, Artoria wouldn't have thought much of it, but with these two—if only one had appeared, it would have been fine—but them appearing together in a Bundled Manner made her feel like there was a conspiracy.
As for Kiyohime, as a special 'Berserker,' although she maintained a clear self-awareness, when it came to conspiracy, it certainly wouldn't involve her. Could this matter be related to Scáthach? Thinking this, Artoria focused her attention on Scáthach. The two had not yet fully recovered from the Traversal State. Scáthach, relying on a Warrior's intuition, quickly checked her body using magic power. In less than a second, she opened her eyes and looked at Artoria, who was observing them both. At this moment, she displayed a mysterious smile.
"Lancer-class Servant, Scáthach. Nice to meet you, Master."
Not reciting her in-game lines, she slowly walked up to Artoria, like an elegant Queen. Her haughtiness carried an inexplicable sense of danger, making her seem mysterious, especially dressed entirely in purple. One must know that purple represents a mysterious and noble feeling, which indeed harmonizes well with Scáthach's temperament. But Artoria dared not take her lightly; this Purple Old Woman, when cut open, was darker than pink!
"We finally meet, Master. Kiyohime missed you so much."
Just as the two were looking at each other, Artoria suddenly felt a tightening around her waist, as a soft, fragrant object hugged her tightly. Two small, white jade-like horns appeared in Artoria's vision. Looking down, she met a pair of golden eyes. The fervent emotion emanating from these golden eyes made even Artoria feel an extraordinary heat. The fact that Artoria, who could swim in lava, could feel this heat showed how extreme this person was.
"Alright, you can let go of Master now, Kiyohime."
Just as Artoria was racking her brain trying to figure out how not to provoke a 'Berserker' into losing control, Scáthach's voice came from the side. Although the words were kind, the tone was extremely cold. Kiyohime's arms, which were tightly holding Artoria, loosened. This greatly surprised Artoria. Master, could you tell me how you trained a 'Berserker' to be obedient? If possible, please teach me as well, so I know how to calm down a 'Berserker' without harming them, allowing me to soothe the Berserker Class when you are not around.
"Artoria Stark. You could say I am a Heroic Spirit, or you could say I am a Master. Now, I think both of you should be my Dogs... ahem! Servants. We will have plenty more time to get along in the future."
It is well known that Chaldea is a 'peaceful' and 'friendly' organization. Artoria Daguko no longer has that identity, but she was a Chaldea Master and fought a painful battle against Tiamat in the Seventh Chapter. Artoria's mouth slipped just now because looking at the familiar figures in front of her, she felt as if she was back when she first arrived at Chaldea. How youthful the Kohai was back then, how charming the Director's long legs in stockings were, and the Doctor was so... useless! Forget the Doctor, let's talk about that Unscrupulous Merchant! Draining Father's salary wasn't enough; he also wanted Father's liver. But Miss Okita's long legs were truly beautiful, Queen Sheba's chocolate dark skin was truly alluring, and Jack's little milky voice was truly pleasant to hear. Of course, the main point was that Lancer Artoria's tempting heart was truly fragrant. All of this made Artoria nostalgic, and she almost blurted out, "Be my dog!" But Artoria held back.
"Chaldea no longer exists. Would you like to build your own Chaldea, Master?"
That is definitely something worth trying. Scáthach's suggestion is excellent. Artoria had also considered forming a round table Knights organization in this world, but some things must be said: the idea is beautiful, but reality is harsh. Artoria's Bad Luck is extraordinary; rarely does anything useful appear. Therefore, to avoid waste, Artoria hasn't pulled from the Gacha Pool in a long time. Because whenever she sees the Gacha Pool now, Artoria feels a Liver-aching Sensation. This feeling appears every time she sees the Gacha Pool in her Sea of Consciousness. Artoria feels that if she doesn't get a good drop soon, she will definitely go crazy.
"We'll talk about it later! I will arrange a quiet place for you both. You should first study the knowledge of this world, and then slowly integrate into it. To be honest, the world we are currently in is not much better than the one that needed Human History Restored."
Artoria sighed internally. She also wanted a majestic Knight Order, but unfortunately, she had the resources but not the destiny. She hadn't managed to obtain a single Spirit Origin. Besides these two in front of her, she hadn't summoned a Heroic Spirit in a long time. She didn't know where that Golden Card had gone, which made Artoria feel even more Liver-ache. She used her Smart Watch to notify Saturday, who bought a Villa in a remote location, arranging for the two of them to stay there. Once they both understood this world, she would proceed to have them join it.
"Master, Kiyohime wants to be with you."
Even though she had just seen Master, she had to separate again. Kiyohime was very unwilling, saying this while childishly tugging on Artoria's sleeve. But just as she finished speaking, she felt a chill down her spine. Turning her head, she found Scáthach looking at her with a very 'kind' gaze. This made Kiyohime's expression stiffen. That Dead Woman! I only indulged you back then because we were trapped together and had no choice. Do you really think I, Kiyohime, am afraid of you? Only I, Kiyohime, need to be by Master's side. You Old Person, go stay wherever it's cool! Although she thought this internally, Kiyohime still released her hand. This wasn't cowardice, absolutely not! How could she, Kiyohime, possibly admit defeat?
"Rest assured, Master. I will 'properly' teach Kiyohime."
Artoria turned to look at Kiyohime, but Scáthach placed both hands on Kiyohime's shoulders from behind. Facing Artoria's questioning gaze, Scáthach guaranteed that she would take good care of Kiyohime. To be honest, Artoria actually believed this statement, because Scáthach's teaching level was quite high, having trained many 'dogs' and Xiaogang. Although she said that, Kiyohime's reaction was unusual in Artoria's eyes. Have you ever seen calves wrapped in White Silk constantly trembling? It wasn't like she was hiding some pink round object. Why this reaction? Artoria found it strange, but didn't dwell on it. Handing Kiyohime over to Master (Scáthach), Artoria felt very reassured.
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