Type-Moon, What Do You Mean You summoned Tiamat?!

Snowfield City Police Department, Chief's Office.

Orlando Reeve stood with his hands clasped behind his back in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing down at the city swirling with undercurrents.

"After the Clock Tower's Lord got off the plane, instead of establishing a magical workshop, he came alone to the police station… That was completely unexpected."

Finally, Orlando slowly turned his head.

His sharp, hawk-like eyes coldly stared at the long-haired man before him as he spoke in a tone filled with unconcealable killing intent. "Do you really think you can walk into my office and walk out unscathed?"

Waver Velvet.

Just a few days ago, upon learning that the Clock Tower had dispatched personnel from the "Sealing Designation Bureau" to Snowfield City, this overworked acting Lord had immediately made repeated highest-level appeals.

In the end, the Department of Law and Politics reluctantly agreed to Waver's request to accompany them.

The only condition for the exchange was that he must not interfere with Flat's sealing operation designated by the Mage's Association.

At this very moment, inside the dimly lit office.

Despite the sheriff's threatening attitude, Waver's expression remained unchanged.

He took a metal lighter from the pocket of his trench coat and slowly lit his cigar with a click.

In the dim light, the flame flickered unsteadily.

He took a deep drag from the cigar and slowly exhaled a smoke ring. "Chief Orlando, please discard that meaningless hostility. Believe me… I didn't come all the way here for your political independence plan. I only came to bring that idiot Flat back home, and incidentally… to uncover the truth behind another disciple's death."

Another disciple…?

Orlando paused for a moment. A strange light flashed in his eyes as he quietly uttered the name. "Matou Yuu…?"

He coldly shook his head and countered, "Even so, this is an internal affair of the United States, and the Clock Tower has no right to interfere."

At that moment, footsteps filled with chilling killing intent could be heard from outside the door.

They were the twenty-eight Clan Calatin who had completely sealed off this floor..

With a single order from Orlando, this powerless Clock Tower Lord would be instantly blown to pieces.

Orlando stared at the El-Melloi II and said, "Lord El-Melloi, I admire your qualities as a teacher who would risk his life for his student... However, this irrational courage is often also called arrogance or blindness."

"If I were you, I would never do something as foolish as charging into the enemy's stronghold alone."

The main purpose of the U.S. organizing this Fake-Holy Grail system was to completely break free from the Clock Tower's magical patent monopoly in the future and marginalize them.

Even if something went wrong in this war, they would never allow Clock Tower intervention — whether for political dignity or the principle of secrecy.

However, despite being surrounded outside the door, Waver remained calm and quietly stared at the man before him through the swirling smoke.

"Even if... this world is facing an apocalyptic crisis, do you still intend to deal with this problem behind closed doors under the pretext of so-called confidentiality agreements?"

"Back then, there was conceptual black mud that could have swallowed the entire Earth and the rampaging Mother Goddess of Creation... Chief, you're not trying to fool me by saying you suppressed them with just a few military Apache helicopters and missiles, are you?"

Faced with these two extremely sharp questions, Orlando drew in a breath and fell silent for a moment.

Without giving Orlando time to catch his breath, Waver slowly delivered his next bombshell. "And... Chief Orlando, you probably don't know what kind of forbidden monster is sealed inside that idiot Flat's body, do you?"

"If the 'thing' lurking inside him fully awakens, the entire ecosystem on Earth will face the threat of extinction... Do you want to experience the urgency of a world-ending crisis once again?"

The office fell into silence, heavy air lingering.

Orlando stared at the tired-looking man before him. After a while, the murderous aura emanating from the man finally disappeared.

"You said earlier that you came to pick up two disciples, right?"

After a moment, Orlando broke the silence and slightly narrowed his eyes. "However, as far as I know... Lord El-Melloi, your purpose in risking your life tonight is probably more than that."

"Just a few days ago, the magical surveillance network set up at Snowfield City's borders and airport customs intercepted an extremely unusual entry alert. Two VIPs from the Clock Tower secretly infiltrated the city using some secret route."

Orlando paused for a moment before slowly continuing. "According to subsequent investigations... one of these uninvited young ladies is the current leader of the El-Melloi faction and your nominal younger sister. The other is your disciple, Gray, isn't she?"

A dramatic change finally appeared on Waver's usually expressionless face.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he slowly raised his eyelids. "It seems the information efficiency in Snowfield City far exceeds my expectations."

"That's right... The two of them sneaked in."

Waver let out a long sigh. The moment he said those words, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

If his memory was correct, the two acting on their own was probably Reines' idea.

In the Clock Tower, Gray and Matou Yuu had built a very good relationship. Perhaps that was why Reines and Gray had hit it off and decided to investigate the truth behind Matou Yuu's death.

Flat and Matou Yuu's unauthorized actions had already caused him a lot of trouble, but after learning of Matou Yuu's death, the two girls couldn't sit still and took advantage of his momentary lapse to secretly depart for Snowfield City.

Flat and Matou Yuu had already met with misfortune. If Reines and Gray met the same fate... he wasn't sure if he could endure such a blow.

Thinking this, Waver sighed inwardly.

Flat had disappeared into Snowfield City without saying a word.

But Matou Yuu... Despite being warned multiple times, that useless disciple still refused to listen and acted on his own, ultimately ending up like this.

"If you want to find them, I'll help you."

At that moment, Orlando's voice suddenly pulled Waver back to reality.

He unconsciously raised his face and looked at the man before him with a slightly surprised expression. Then he gradually calmed his gaze and asked, "What's the condition?"

Under Waver's incredulous gaze, Orlando let out a long sigh and delivered a message that shocked Waver to the core.

"Your disciple, Matou Yuu... is not dead."

He raised his face and stared at Waver as he said in a low voice, "If you find him, I want you to take him out of this city. That's my condition."

…

Avalon, inside the tower.

The surroundings were filled with an unbelievably ambiguous and sweet scent.

Hearing the seductive voice mixed with humiliation and depravity coming from beside him, and seeing the "affection" that appeared before his eyes, Matou Yuu slowly turned his gaze to the resisting succubus next to him and fell into deep thought.

Without the system's affection reminder, he probably would never have imagined that this Avalon witch, who always acted arrogantly and manipulated people's hearts, not only didn't hate this level of training but actually enjoyed it immensely.

...For some reason, he felt like he had accidentally helped her awaken some extremely strange and perverted fetish.

Just as Matou Yuu's mind was filled with various thoughts, Merlin suddenly stared at the young man with an unbelievably complex and resentful gaze.

"Matou Yuu, I've completely lost this time... From the Age of Gods to the modern era, you are the first human to make me suffer such a great defeat."

She bit her plump lower lip, trying to maintain her last shred of dignity as she said, "But next time, I won't give you another chance like this."

As she said this, her palm twitched slightly, and an ornate staff suddenly appeared. This clearly indicated that she intended to escape from here.

After finishing the extremely comfortable "deep soothing" session, her cheeks were flushed with a dreamy red, her cherry-colored lips were vivid and slightly plump, and her originally captivating pink eyes sparkled brightly, making her even more alluring.

"Don't move."

Suddenly, Matou Yuu grabbed her wrist.

Merlin's face instantly stiffened in surprise, and panic appeared in her eyes.

Despite being exhausted after the intense "healing" session, the other party showed no signs of fatigue just a few minutes later. Instead, he looked full of energy.

Her voice trembled slightly with hesitation. "…What else do you want?"

Matou Yuu nodded. "Not enough."

"…?"

…

Two hours later.

Completely exhausted and with a dramatically changed mental state, Merlin crawled out of bed on trembling legs.

She could barely hold her staff and, with great difficulty, lightly tapped it in the air.

Buzz—!

In an instant, the sea of flowers and towering buildings before her eyes rippled and shattered. The highest-level illusionary boundary that could even deceive the world disappeared in this pitiful state.

The two figures reappeared at the dimly lit entrance of the Crystal Hill Hotel.

Merlin leaned against the wall, carefully twisting her body while feeling the softness of her figure and the indescribable lingering pleasure. She couldn't help but furrow her brows.

She stared at Matou Yuu, but this time she couldn't say anything more. She instantly transformed into a dance of pink petals and hurriedly disappeared into the air.

Soon, her disheveled figure appeared on the rooftop of the skyscraper she had used to observe the city's conditions upon first arriving in Snowfield City.

At that moment, Francesca was comfortably sitting on the outside of the railing at the edge of the rooftop, swinging her small feet clad in white stockings.

Noticing the commotion behind her, she slightly turned her head and grinned. "Exactly what one would expect from Britain's court magus. Tonight, you suppressed a monster outbreak of this scale without shedding a single drop of blood. Your outstanding skill is probably a hundred times better than that of Mr. Merlin in legitimate human history."

"So, that Matou Yuu really is quite a handful, isn't he?"

Francesca paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled. "But... even for a nightmare star like you who treats life like a bedtime story, he can still be easily manipulated, right?"

For the first time, the gentle smile gradually disappeared from Merlin's face.

Under Francesca's puzzled, blinking gaze, she gritted her teeth.

"Hmph!"

…

Inside the luxurious suite's living room at the Crystal Hill Hotel.

Matou Yuu sat on the leather sofa, feeling refreshed as he poured chilled champagne — a special gift from the hotel — into a glass.

He took a sip of the champagne, feeling the cold liquid slide down his throat, and couldn't help but inwardly shout, "Merlin, that was really delicious!"

However... Although this "physical training" had directly and significantly increased her affection, given Merlin's awkward personality, it was impossible to know whether she would develop thoughts of revenge like "killing to silence" out of embarrassment.

Well, whatever. He had already angered plenty of people, so one more wouldn't make much difference.

He secretly shook his head, placed the wine glass down, and while lost in thought, opened his faintly glowing system inventory.

A line of text written in small characters appeared before his eyes.

[Pet Fence Design and Expansion Needs Guide]

[Note: Zookeeper, the breeding area construction permit has been obtained, but the Multidimensional Starry Sky Grape Cluster's communication frequency band is outside the human magical network's communication range.]

Current Status: Disconnected / No Signal.

[Expansion Necessity: Please be careful of books with tentacle-like textures circulating in the market.]

In other words, to communicate smoothly with this "Multidimensional Starry Sky Grape Cluster" shown in the system diagram, he first needed to find a "signal antenna"?

He had no idea where to find one...

While Matou Yuu was thinking about such trivial matters, the firmly closed door of the master bedroom in the suite was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

He raised his face and was surprised by the extremely luxurious and decadent deep crimson color.

At this moment, Draco had changed into a seductive red dress woven as if with blood and gold thread.

The skirt was luxuriously and exquisitely made. Beneath layers of overlapping lace spread skin as white as cream, radiating a dazzling brilliance against the red background.

Her unbelievably beautiful golden-haired face was flawless and naturally exuded an arrogance that looked down on all living things.

Behind her, a deep crimson dragon tail swayed faintly in the air, as if asserting territorial sovereignty.

Although her aura was very dangerous... she somewhat resembled the system's description of the "little fire-breathing lizard."

Matou Yuu couldn't help but chuckle.

However, at that moment, he suddenly remembered something extremely dangerous, and the smile on his face instantly disappeared.

Wait...

He must not forget that he had "pet" Merlin for more than two hours just recently.

Was he now enveloped in Merlin's unique scent?

The sense of smell of Beasts — predators that feed on emotions and desires — was terrifyingly sharp.

Thinking this, Matou Yuu's muscles instantly tensed, and he faintly steadied his breathing.

Fortunately, Draco didn't seem to notice. She quickly shifted her gaze to the champagne on the table — the hotel's special gift.

She walked barefoot across the soft carpet, headed straight for the leather sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling panoramic windows, and sat down leisurely like a queen.

"Draco, are you satisfied with this place?" Matou Yuu asked with a smile while suppressing his guilt.

"Hmm, it's barely passing."

Draco raised her chin with a satisfied expression and said, "Compared to my Rome made of gold, it lacks even the slightest magnificence... but as a temporary palace offered by mere humans, I shall graciously accept this modest luxury."

As she spoke, she picked up the crystal wine glass on the table and took a sip.

Eventually, she narrowed her eyes with satisfaction and said, "Indeed... this supreme wine, made with vanity and gold, is truly a rare treasure. Moving to this hotel was a very wise decision... I can feel the power inside my body becoming more active than before."

Matou Yuu stared at the golden-haired girl in the red dress sitting on the soft sofa. The red skirt dragged on the floor, and her delicate white feet swayed gently in the air.

Although he hadn't formed a contract with Draco, he could clearly sense that her magical energy was much stronger than when she first arrived in the city.

But why?

He was initially puzzled, but upon seeing the happy expression on the golden-haired girl's face, a sudden thought flashed through his mind, and he vaguely realized something.

As the Sixth Beast, Draco essentially embodied the fallen aspect of Sodom's Beast. Her source of power lay in humanity's prosperity and greed.

Therefore, the more the place she lived in was filled with "desire," "money," and "decadence," the stronger her power would become.

The Crystal Hotel was located directly beneath a massive casino that generated enormous profits every day. For Draco — a "predator" that fed on desire — there was probably no better place for growth in all of Snowfield City.

It seems I accidentally found something wonderful...?

While staring at her beautiful red dress swaying and the delicate white feet faintly visible beneath the hem, Matou Yuu fell into thought.

Faced with such an extremely insulting gaze, Draco paused slightly.

She looked at the young man with amusement but also a dangerous air. "Come to think of it... you've been staring at my feet from the very beginning... Are you a pervert?"

As she said this, she stared at the young man with strong curiosity and suspicion and said with an uncomprehending expression, "Hmm... You seem a little strange... Even though you're being looked at like garbage, you don't feel any disgust toward me?"

"No..."

She extended her slender white fingertips and gently touched her plump lips, tilting her head slightly. "Actually, you seem a little... excited?"

Thinking this, Draco suddenly felt a wicked impulse and placed her translucent white, delicate feet on the table. A color of contempt and provocation appeared in her ruby-like eyes. "Could it be that this usurper wants to lick them?"

True to Beasts who symbolized "decadence" and "prosperity," their very first words were filled with the sensation of "decadence"...

Faced with this direct provocation from the yandere loli, Matou Yuu met her gaze without flinching and smiled as he said, "If I really licked them, what would happen next would just be..."

"Your feet?"

"..."

Draco was surprised. She had originally wanted to see the young man panic and embarrass himself, but instead, an unnatural expression instantly appeared on her delicate face.

As if she had been electrocuted, she pulled her feet back and snorted coldly to hide her panic. "As expected... You really are an incorrigible, rude scoundrel."

Seeing her forcibly maintaining a calm appearance, Matou Yuu couldn't help but think of a tsundere kitten.

He silently reached out and naturally covered Draco's smooth blonde hair with his palm, gently stroking it along its curves.

"Hmm~..."

She was momentarily stunned, then finally understood what was happening. Although her body enjoyed the sensation of being "cared for," she still complained with dissatisfaction, "This is outrageous... This is completely rude... Who gave you permission to touch my dragon horn?!"

Matou Yuu showed a surprised and then perfectly timed disappointed expression. He quietly withdrew his hand and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry... I thought that since you came to me today and called me 'Master,' you had already accepted me... It seems I was being presumptuous."

"..."

Seeing the young man withdraw his hand with a slightly disappointed look, Draco suddenly felt uneasy.

"I... didn't mean it like that..." she muttered softly, then gritted her teeth and glared at him. "Besides... I didn't tell you to stop, you idiot! Who gave you permission to pull your hand back?!"

Even so, the stubborn and defeated Beast took the initiative to step forward, pressed her small head against the young man's palm, and rubbed against it vigorously, slightly narrowing her eyes like a reassured kitten.

He hadn't expected her to be this much of a tsundere... Matou Yuu couldn't help but smile at the soft warmth in his palm.

Then he suddenly remembered something important and asked, "Come to think of it... That big red dragon summoned by Sajyou Manaka — is that the other half of the beast you were looking for? You clearly encountered it today, so why didn't you absorb its power?"

For just a moment, Draco's previously happy expression seemed to fade somewhat.

She slightly lowered her eyes, and a complex, dark look appeared in her ruby-like eyes.

"Yes, but I'm not interested."

"I have absolutely no interest in gaining greater power or becoming the true 'Beast of Prosperity' that destroys everything," she continued, her tone carrying an unconcealable sense of fatigue.

Matou Yuu stared at Draco before him. A sudden thought flashed through his mind, and he vaguely recalled something.

In his memory, aside from the First Beast Goetia and the Second Beast Tiamat, most other Beasts seemed to have two sides and were natural enemies of each other.

Before thinking deeply about it, it hadn't been a problem, but now that he seriously considered it, Matou Yuu's scalp began to tingle.

In modern-day Snowfield City, besides Koyanskaya, Goetia (recently kicked to death and currently reconstructing his spiritual origin in the Temple of Time), and the "Alien God"...

There was Tiamat (larva form), Draco, the Great Red Dragon, Kama, Sesshōin Kiara... and even Sajyou Manaka with her own unique background. Everyone was crowded together in this city!

For now, each faction was still in a stage of mutual restraint, and no large-scale battle had broken out yet... But if a real battle did break out, wouldn't not only Snowfield City but the entire human society be half-dead from terror?

However... in this chaotic situation, there was one thing that was certain.

The majority of Beasts desperately wished to devour or complete their missing half to become their complete selves.

But... did Draco, who symbolized desire and prosperity, have absolutely no interest in this?

[Ding! Hidden Training Guide Activated: Psychological Trauma Intervention for Problematic Pets!]

[System Notification: Healthy pets require not only physical care but also psychological care. This fire-breathing lizard is showing severe self-loathing and evolutionary resistance. The zookeeper is requested to patiently investigate the underlying psychological trauma.]

[Task Requirements: Provide detailed psychological counseling and behavioral correction to the target, resolve internal conflicts, and ultimately help them grow into a fully healthy individual!]

Matou Yuu looked at the system task, then immediately shifted his gaze back to the golden-haired loli before him. She was hiding anxiety and unease beneath her arrogance.

"Draco, there's something I've been wondering about, and I'd like to ask you."

Noticing the questioning look in Draco's eyes, Matou Yuu quietly asked, "Most Beasts would do anything to become their complete selves... So why do you mock the idea of devouring the Great Red Dragon and becoming the true 'Beast of Prosperity'?"

"There's no particular reason. I simply have no interest."

Draco averted her gaze while holding the wine glass limply and said, "In fact, you — a human — should consider yourself lucky... After all, if I manifested as true form as the Beast of Prosperity, your fragile humanity would be completely destroyed in an instant."

"But for now, I don't have any particularly big ideas about destroying Human Order."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the firmly closed master bedroom door from the corner of her eye.

The blue-haired loli who was currently sound asleep in the bedroom, recovering her energy, was always trying to attract her master's attention, but for now... she seemed quite satisfied with this decadent lifestyle of being "kept" in the human world...

Seeing that the other party clearly didn't want to answer, Matou Yuu wisely didn't press further, but a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

It seemed Draco had been carrying some kind of serious mental trauma even before accepting the summoning and descending into this world...

After all, Draco was the embodiment of the fallen aspect of the Roman Emperor Nero. Without distorted emotions, she probably wouldn't have manifested in the form of a Beast.

However, since this injured "little fire-breathing lizard" didn't want to talk about it now, he would have to wait and conduct psychological counseling later.

After all, wasn't this also part of a zookeeper's responsibilities?

…

That night, 12:30 AM.

For Snowfield City, built atop the desert, night was when this "city that never sleeps" truly awakened.

The most developed industries in Snowfield City were tourism and gambling, and most casinos operated 24 hours a day.

Ordinary tourists and gamblers squandered money and lived dissolute lives in the late-night gambling halls.

Among the dazzling neon-lit streets, the most lively and vibrant building was undoubtedly the Crystal Mountain Hotel — Snowfield City's landmark.

At this very moment, inside the presidential suite on the top floor of the Crystal Mountain Hotel, the Hero King Gilgamesh was casually playing with the wine glass in his hand.

His crimson snake-like eyes peered out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, coldly staring at the hazy night sky. His expression seemed somewhat restrained.

"Your Majesty... Are you still thinking about what happened today?"

Tiné stood respectfully beside him and asked in a low, cautious voice, "Could it be... that the enemy who appeared tonight is also someone difficult for you to deal with?"

"I'm not thinking about tonight's opponent. In fact, the only reason I came here tonight was to enjoy watching that incompetent goddess make a fool of herself."

After Gilgamesh finished speaking, he stood up and walked to the edge of the terrace.

His gaze went straight down from the top floor of the hotel, as if piercing through hundreds of meters of void, and reflected the figure of a golden-haired girl in his crimson eyes.

"I'm a little surprised. It seems this hotel has even more noisy guests than before."

Tiné paused for a moment, then quickly took out a specially made military telescope from her magical storage and followed the king's gaze downward.

Through the high-magnification lens, she was shocked to see the figure of a beautiful, seemingly innocent girl.

She had dazzling shoulder-length short hair, snow-white skin, and wore a light-colored dress that accentuated her elegant figure.

At first glance, one might mistake her for a young lady from a prestigious family out for a walk.

At that moment, the golden-haired girl in front of her seemed to have noticed something.

She very naturally raised her face and directed a gentle smile at Tiné from hundreds of meters away.

As if electrocuted, Tiné immediately pulled the binoculars back, cold sweat breaking out on her back. She muttered in disbelief, "She... really noticed me?!"

It should be noted that the surroundings of this penthouse suite were not only covered by dozens of optical camouflage and defensive barriers, but all aura detection was also completely blocked.

Even looking up from the ground, nothing could be seen.

How could that ordinary-looking girl see through all the disguises at a glance and accurately sense her presence?!

"Your Majesty... Could that person possibly be...?"

"Ah... She is one of the Masters in this Holy Grail War."

Gilgamesh slowly swirled the wine glass and said with a cold smile.

"However, don't be surprised yet. She isn't the only one gathered here tonight."

…

Inside the magnificent lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

Sajyou Manaka stood smiling at the front desk, obediently waiting for the staff to complete the check-in procedures.

While waiting, the girl — whether intentionally or unconsciously — glanced at another VIP counter a short distance away.

To be precise, she was looking at the purple-haired girl standing in front of the counter.

She was wearing a high-quality pure white long dress. The dress had a form-fitting design with only a thin black ribbon tied at the waist. This dress not only perfectly accentuated her slender waistline but also further highlighted her captivating, full, and firm chest.

Pure white and deep black intertwined, giving her a gentle yet dignified, delicate yet fragile mature charm.

Matou Sakura received a golden-embossed electronic room key from the receptionist.

Then she turned around and walked toward Sajyou Manaka with elegant, composed steps.

Just as she was about to pass by Sajyou Manaka, she paused slightly.

"Miss, you've been staring at me from the very beginning... Excuse me, but do we know each other?"

"No, it's just that I felt like I'd seen you somewhere before."

Sajyou Manaka smiled and extended her white hand, saying very naturally, "Nice to meet you... My name is Sajyou Manaka. If you don't mind, please call me Manaka."

"Hello."

The purple-haired girl also wore a perfect, gentle smile and extended her hand to gently grasp hers.

"Matou Sakura."

"Matou...?"

The moment she heard the surname, Sajyou Manaka showed a suddenly realized expression and said with a bright smile, "I knew you looked familiar! Ah, I see... You're the cute little sister that Matou-kun——"

However, before she could finish speaking...

"Sajyou-san, I think you're mistaken."

Matou Sakura maintained her gentle smile and gently corrected her. "I am not his sister."

She slightly tilted her head and watched as Sajyou Manaka's smile gradually faded.

"I'm his fiancée."

…

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