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"They are in there?" 

In front of the museum, A young girl with a blue T-shirt, wrapped in a hoodie and wearing jeans, stood as her gaze observing the entrance. People walking in and out in crowds as it was a popular place for tourists. 

"..." 

Giving her no answer, he stood behind her with his spiritual body. 

"Mister, could you feel their presence inside?" 

This time, the woman's tone became more humbled as she asked him with their link. 

"It is forsooth so." 

This time, he replied. The moment she had her confirmation, the woman nodded and walked inside. Asking one of the guides, she found that her objective would be in the Babylonia section. Without waiting any longer, she proceeded to where her target would be. 

After a few minutes, she saw her. A woman with auburn hair and a man with golden hair, stood together as they were talking about something. Walking to them, The woman took out a talisman. This magical talisman was something she made to store her podao, and would be able to equip her weapon anytime she invoked the chant. Talisman ready in her right hand, she called to them loudly, 

"Nice to meet you, magus of another country. I'm Meng Xixi, master of assassin, would be here as your opponent!" 

Gilgamesh gazed at the newcomer in pure exasperation. Another measly brat challenging his Master once again. What is up with them and ambushing others? Are they that so eager to compete and destroy everyone before even the third day comes?

Yet again, this is War-- a battle that preys on the weak, and eradicates each until one sole victor stands at the highest peak. Lowly tactics aside, it was a battle that cares nothing for the destruction it brings. The thought made him grit his teeth.

Suddenly, his Master shifted around his arms and stopped on her motions. She didn't thrash anymore, nor can her pants can be heard. Instead, her body rigidly began to stand, her face shielded by her fringe. Gilgamesh assisted her as she stood, gradually standing upright as well as he gazed upon his Master's expression.

What... could she be thinking of...?

Unexpectedly, Shaltea inclined her head and curtsied towards her supposed opponent. As soon as she lifted her head, no signs of tears could be seen in her appearance. In place of her once miserable, shameful state, was a soft and mirthful smile upon her lips--

"Greetings, Miss Meng Xixi. I suppose our introduction is long due..." Shaltea replied, eyes flickering towards up and behind her. "I am Shaltea Juséaltine Lladhov'na, delighted to finally meet you..."

--That hides the subtle, dull and dangerous gleam that passed through her eyes.

"...It's a pleasant day, isn't it?" 

"....." She saw him? Although it was only for a glance, he can feel her sight upon him. Moving his gaze towards his contractor, he silently sent some telepathic message for the woman who shall be his opponent. 

"Thine eyes sharper than thy look."  

But then, she's more than what she appeared to be. 

"Thine blood reek of thy curse." 

Materializing his body and ignored the surprised look of his contractor and his opponent's servant alike, he continued in his mind, 

"Thou who hath weathered time." 

Slowly proceed to stood in front of her, with the wary gaze of his servant's opponents that shield her with his body, and his contractor stared at him in confused and panicked gaze, this time, he said loudly for all to hear, 

"What art thou?" 

Gilgamesh stood in front of Shaltea, shielding her from the sudden materialization of their opponent's Servant. Knowing well the identity of this particular servant had him wary of what will soon take place. He had to take this battle towards another area, somewhere that could be to their advantage.

However, as if reading his mind, Shaltea placed her hand on top of his shoulder and shook her head. Unfazed about his disagreement, Shaltea stepped in front of him and faced the servant who loomed in front of her.

Without a word, Shaltea gradually placed her index finger in front of her lips and smiled.

"Shh..."

The other two people that have been reduced into a bystander now, watched their quiet interactions more warily. Why did he suddenly appear in the middle of a public place? Thankfully, there were no people near in sight. However, the astonished look in the other Master's face made Gilgamesh cautious of the situation. 

Including the fact that instead of asking her who his Master is, he emphasized to her the word 'What'...

Looking up towards his enormous stature, Shaltea brought her hands behind her back and continued to smile. Her dull eyes glowed like heat that sparked in a dying pyre. She didn't even seem afraid of his countenance, at all. In fact, she seemed much more amused.

So, what... is she really thinking of...?

"Indeed, what a pleasant day it is, especially now that I have the honor of coming across Assassin's prestigious self." After saying so, Shaltea feigned a thoughtful look as she pursed her lips. "However, that's not good, you know? Having to appear so suddenly..."

Shaltea spoke after a few moments of silence had passed. Her composure remains unfaltering, her bearings full and carefree. Yet the air that surrounded them was full of tension. It was like...

"Innocent people will hear us if you speak like that..."

...Another person was standing in front of them.

"It'll be a shame if we were to scare them off," Shaltea added, her fingertips hovering over her lips as she stared at the corner in hidden satisfaction.  

"They are wonderful... curious... beings, after all."