Chapter - 25

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Chapter - 25: Onee-san

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A/N: I'm sick with fever, so I don't know if more chapters will come out in a few days...I only have one chapter ready. 

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[Sanjou Mansion]

[Third Person]

The golden eyes of Otakemaru locked onto the piercing crimson gaze of the woman before him. Their unwavering exchange seemed to freeze time for just the two of them in that moment.

The woman glanced at him briefly, then continued past him as if the other Master standing nearby held no interest for her. "I suppose you should, Lancer," he replied with an intense smile. "Do you appear strong enough?"

Scathach, he thought. He didn't know much about the legend of the Witch of Dun Scaith, as he usually didn't concern himself with matters outside his domain. However, in this case, the knowledge from the Throne of Heroes was undoubtedly useful.

She was known as the teacher of the demigod Cu Chulainn, the Son of the Light of Ireland, and his equal in combat. Rumor had it that she was a close contender for the same kind of fighting skills as the legendary Greek hero Herakles. That was something he could respect.

Curiosity got the better of him. He wanted to gauge the firepower this Servant possessed, so he decided to tap into the vast knowledge at his disposal, which was said to be equivalent to a thousand magics. This would allow him to access her Servant statistics.

As the evil incarnation of Azi Dahaka, he possessed the entire knowledge of humanity, encompassing all technologies that had ever utilized even a trace of malevolence.

All the ever-changing techniques from the history of black magic, alchemy, science, and more were stored within Otakemaru's mind, ready for him to access at any moment.

As he examined Scathach's Servant statistics, he couldn't help but be intrigued by what he found.

[Scathach]

[Strength: A++]

[Endurance: A+]

[Agility: EX]

[Mana: A]

[Luck: C]

[Noble Phantasm: A+]

Her physical attributes were exceptional, surpassing most Servants in this Holy Grail War in terms of raw strength, endurance, and agility. Her mana capacity was impressive as well. The fact that he could see the ranking for her Noble Phantasm was also noteworthy.

It seemed like he might finally have a worthy challenge, and that excited him. Additionally, he could see her class skills and personal skills, all of which were quite interesting.

[Magical Resistance: A+] [Primordial Rune: -] [Wisdom of Dun Scaith: A+++]

Each of these skills was fascinating and potentially useful in various ways. However, one skill in particular piqued his interest the most.

[God-Slayer: A]

The implications of this skill were profound. It indicated that Scathach had once slain a god during her lifetime. The thought of facing someone with such a formidable achievement excited him more than anything else in this Grail War had so far.

"Are you done mocking me with that voyeuristic spell, boy?" Lancer huffed, her voice devoid of emotion but possessing an otherworldly beauty. There was a hint of admiration in her tone.

Otakemaru broke the spell at her words and smiled, revealing fangs that could have startled even divine beasts. "I took a good look, I must say, I am impressed," he admitted, acknowledging her strength. She might be the most powerful human he had ever encountered.

"You are not a Servant, But this is very close to your real body.... An incarnation just so you could somehow face me?"

She was no ordinary Servant; otherwise, she wouldn't stand a chance against him. Otakemaru's existence was on a level far beyond that of anyone else, and no one could fathom of the abyss within him.

However, the Servant before him had been summoned in a unique manner. The summoning she had layered multiple versions of herself upon each other to create a "vessel" as close to her original form as possible. Only a Grand Servant could rival her in this aspect.

Lancer huffed, her spears disappearing in wisps of blue light, and she crossed her arms under her ample bosom. "Cute and smart, the way I like them," she commented, her expression bland but with a hint of approval. "I was called through the Root Vortex to face people from foreign lands on equal ground. I have come to pierce your heart."

*Silence*

Otakemaru moved slowly towards her, taking leisurely steps. Their height difference was evident as he approached Lancer. He reached out and gently caressed her cheek, as if she were a delicate object that might break at the slightest touch.

Lancer narrowed her eyes but allowed him to continue, sensing the complex emotions behind his actions. "Touching Scathach without permission, you really have some courage, kid..."

"Then I'll crush you to make it up to you," he murmured, seemingly unconcerned. "It's just that you look so much like her... A fearsome force with overwhelming beauty that could leave the gods open-mouthed in amazement, like those fairy tale princesses. And on top of that, a charisma that could charm even one's enemies."

Scathach didn't appear to be upset by the physical contact or his words. Instead, she seemed rather excited by the prospect, as if death held no fear for her.

Lancer snorted with disdain but wore a smile that held a hint of arrogance and warmth. "Sorry to disappoint you, kiddo, but this Scathach is unique~~"

She lifted her arms to wrap them around his head, creating an unexpected intimacy. At first glance, she came off as cold and aloof, but underneath that icy exterior, he could sense a touch of maternal warmth, like an approachable older sister next door. "For a monster destined to bring about the end of humanity... you're really too cute~"

"Many people have told me that, just before I devoured them whole to satisfy my hunger," Otakemaru replied with a longing smile. However, he paused abruptly when he felt her hand gently stroking his head.

"..."

*Slap*

Otakemaru swatted her hand away and turned away from the servant girl in front of him, who wore a teasing expression and had a small, knowing smile in her burgundy eyes. From an outsider's perspective, it looked like an older girl playfully seducing a younger boy.

[A/N: For those who haven't figured it out yet, Otakemaru has a preference for "Onee-san" women.]

"However, with your presence finally here, we can begin to really enjoy ourselves," Otakemaru affirmed, putting aside nostalgic memories and rediscovering his monstrous side. "The Demon King's banquet can finally begin..."

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