Book 6: Chapter 9: Erotica

Book 6: Chapter 9: Erotica

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: I only observed your life to better adjust to living as a human. After all, Ryougi Shiki hasn’t woken up yet, but she should in a couple of days, around the time of your college entrance exams.

He Who Knows Fate: College entrance exams...

Umaru-chan: Now that you mentioned it, I just remembered. He Who Knows Fate is still a student, only a year or two older than me.

He Who Knows Fate: What else would I be?

Kal’tsit: So, you’re so young, He Who Knows Fate; you’re about my age.

He Who Knows Fate: Huh? Who’s this now?

Kal’tsit: Guess?

He Who Knows Fate: I won’t guess.

Kal’tsit: Come on, guess.

He Who Knows Fate: Do you think I’m some divine detective? Identifying someone just from the way they type? I don’t have that kind of skill.

Kal’tsit: Do you remember how you tricked the child in the heart maze?

He Who Knows Fate: Nightingale?

Kal’tsit: Yes, Doctor recently allowed me to use her phone to chat. Kal’tsit and Doctor are working now, so I came online in their stead.

He Who Knows Fate: It has been a while, Nightingale.

Kal’tsit: It’s been a while, Husband.

Herrscher of Pufferfish: Huh?

Umaru-chan: Did Doctor take over again?

Efreet: The switches shouldn’t happen that frequently. Perhaps Nightingale got the joke too?

Kal’tsit: What joke?

Efreet: ...

Queen of Ice and Snow: If Nightingale doesn’t know the joke, why did she call Chen Heng Husband? That’s worth thinking about.

Queen of Ice and Snow: Considering what Nightingale initially said about the heart maze and tricking a child, an odd story comes to mind.

He Who Knows Fate: ...

Upon seeing this, Chen Heng closed the chat interface. After all, in such a situation, the more he tried to explain, the more chaotic it would get. The best solution was to ignore it. Once the excitement died down, his online friends would stop focusing on it.

Back in reality, Chen Heng noticed Sirin’s gaze on him had changed. She was now looking at him as if he were a scumbag or a pervert.

“Don’t look at me like that; it’s not what you think,” Chen Heng said, recognizing from Sirin’s gaze that she must be imagining something unclean. He responded by firmly flicking Sirin’s forehead.

“Ouch!” Although Sirin didn’t feel any pain, it didn’t stop her from acting cute.

“Okay, okay. Doctor Roman, Sirin, and Queen of Sheba, our main concern right now is finding a suitable place to stay. After all, we have to spend several days in this Holy Grail War. We need to find suitable accommodations.”

“Don’t change the subject, Elder Brother! What’s this about Nightingale’s Husband?” Sirin, who had been in Chen Heng’s arms, suddenly appeared behind him and clutched his neck. Of course, she did not use her strength.

“...Children wouldn’t understand. Don’t spend too much time in the chat. Hurry up and watch all of the Fate series’ Holy Grail Wars. Learn the plot. Even if the current plot is messy, it can still serve as a reference.”

“Elder Brother! Don’t treat me like a child; I’ve grown up already.”

“Yes, yes, I know. I know you’ve grown. I can feel it; stop rubbing.” Sirin was lying on Chen Heng’s back, so he could feel how mature she was.

Snap! The pen Kal’tsit held, while listening to Nightingale and working, broke.

“Nightingale, who told you about this?”

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Blank Never Loses: Anyway, I think Chen Heng doesn’t mind his sister’s brother complex.

Herrscher of Pufferfish: I’ll work hard.

He Who Knows Fate: Work hard, my foot!

Solomon: Enough, let’s get to business. Root, give us the exact locations of the reincarnators. We can eliminate them from our list. If they’re decent reincarnators, we’ll spare them. If they’re malicious reincarnators, we’ll kill them.

Lord of the White Night: Doctor Roman appears to be a decisive man.

Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: Well, that settles it. Kill them all. They’re not good people anyway. Also, if you want to know where they are, you’re better off having Chen Heng take you. His Absolute Precognition is particularly handy in this Type-Moon world.

Doctor Roman turned his gaze to Chen Heng beside him.

“Doctor Roman, why are you looking at me like that?”

“Do you know where the reincarnators are?”

“I do! You know about my Absolute Precognition, Doctor Roman. As long as I use it to see when I meet them in the future, then backtrack to see their past, I can know where they are now.”

“You can use the Absolute Precognition like that? Since you know where they are, why don’t you tell us so we can handle them together?”

“That’s because the reincarnators pose no threat. Don’t worry; leave it to me. I promise they won’t live past tonight.” Chen Heng patted his chest as he confidently assured Doctor Roman.

“Alright, then. Where are we going now?” Doctor Roman hesitated before choosing to trust Chen Heng. Even if he didn’t trust Chen Heng, he could at least trust Chen Heng’s transcender ancestor, right?

“I’ve got a destination in mind, but before we find a place to stay, let’s take care of the trouble that’s about to arrive. Queen of Sheba, protect Doctor Roman. I’ll be back soon.” Chen Heng stood up and brushed the dirt from sitting on the grass off his clothes.

“Don’t worry. The king’s safety is my responsibility.” The Queen of Sheba promptly agreed to Chen Heng’s request. Even without Chen Heng’s request, she would risk her life to protect Doctor Roman. After all, it was only a clone of hers that came, not the true body. If she died, she died. It was just that it would feel a little regrettable to end the journey this way. Who knew when they would meet again?

“Elder Brother! Elder Brother! What about me?” Sirin raised her little hand, drawing Chen Heng’s gaze to herself.

“You? Keep watching the Fourth Holy Grail War. Try to finish it before bedtime.”

“Oh, okay.” Although Sirin wasn’t satisfied with Chen Heng’s answer, it was indeed important. After all, she was Chen Heng’s Master.

Furthermore, she might even find ways to control her Servant more effectively from this anime. If that happened... Hehehe! Brother, don’t blame me. You were the first one to make a move.

If Chen Heng knew what Sirin was thinking right now, he would certainly leave her bedridden for three days, in all senses of those words.

Chen Heng turned around, stepped forward, and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he stood on a small path leading to Doctor Roman’s current location.

There, Chen Heng took out a relatively good quality, grade 4 flying sword from his spatial storage.

In the rapidly developing modern society, the cultivation world followed fashion trends closely. To unify the strength of all countries and prevent some small factions from rashly provoking the behemoths of other countries, the hidden world had jointly launched a variety of grading systems.

Since Chinese cultivators in Chen Heng’s world were rather dominant in the hidden world of various countries, and there happened to be ten realms below the immortals among Chinese cultivators, the hidden world followed the same system and classified everything within ten grades.

All weapons, medicinal pills, and so on were assessed based on this standard, ranging from one to ten.

Chen Heng’s grade 4 flying sword was quite a gem.

At the very least, it could clash with King Arthur’s Excalibur without being immediately broken.

Of course, if you ask if Chen Heng has a more powerful flying sword, the answer is definitely yes. However, Chen Heng was afraid that if he used it, it would break the weapons of all the Servants participating in the Holy Grail War.

The Chen Clan was a sword cultivator family, and the Chen Clan ancestor had specifically prepared some gifts for Chen Heng. How could these gifts not include the hallmark of the Chen Clan, swords?

Not to boast, but if Chen Heng dared to use those swords, it would drain him instantly. Then it would trigger the life-saving mechanism the Chen Clan ancestor sealed in the necklace.