Chapter 232: The switch inside Medusa.
Click.
The door to the resting room slowly opened.
Artoria stepped inside, observing the room with a slightly worried expression.
The layout was the same as before; the other Servants weren't there. Only Eikou sat on the table—his face slightly red.
"Master, are you alright?"
Artoria asked with deep concern.
"I… um, I-I'm probably fine…"
Eikou stammered, his breathing a bit unsteady. "W-Why are you suddenly asking, Artoria? You, um… did you finish eating?"
"To be honest, I only ate about seventy percent…"
Still a glutton, Artoria rubbed her stomach, then cautiously scanned the surroundings.
"But I suddenly felt something urgent happening on your side, so I had no choice but to come check immediately."
That was the instinctual skill of the Pendragon bloodline—a silent warning that the rear had been breached.
"I see…"
Eikou let out a helpless sigh, thinking that her instincts were far too accurate.
But if she had arrived just one minute earlier, that would have been so much better…
Artoria looked around but found nothing unusual. Her attention only landed on the two cups of hot tea on the table, still steaming.
"Did someone come here just now?"
Knight King asked suspiciously.
"Umu, Medusa was just here, and then… mn~… cough."
Eikou gave a small cough, unconsciously shifting his body slightly, "and then… she went somewhere…"
He carefully lifted the tablecloth, glancing down at Medusa hiding beneath the table.
The voluptuous onee-san Rider with an outrageously good body was crouching under the table, wholeheartedly attending to him.
"...Master, if you don't like it, you can just tell everything to Artoria."
Medusa whispered from under the table, showing a seductive, meaningful smile.
At this point, what the hell could I even say anymore…
Eikou thought helplessly. You're not afraid of dying but I am.
These crazy fangirls—Jeanne, Scathach, and now Medusa—always doing things without caring about the situation, and in the end I'm the one who has to think of ways to hide everything for them.
On normal days I can still tolerate it, but doing something like this right in front of the noble and pure Knight King… it's way too embarrassing.
"Rider, huh…"
Artoria pretended to ponder and said:
"You'd better keep your distance from her."
"W-Why would you say that?"
Eikou tried to act calm while picking up a piece of cake from the table, but he no longer had any appetite.
"There's no special basis, it's just what my instinct tells me,"
Artoria's ahoge gently swayed, like an antenna receiving signals.
"Although I don't think she would harm you, her true nature is a very dangerous creature. When she was still a Lancer, she had to use all her strength to suppress that part of herself… But she knows this too, which is why she avoids getting too close to you, and doesn't want you to approach her either."
"But honestly, even when she was still a Lancer, she already looked at you with eyes full of admiration. That girl's gaze was a bit frightening, so you really shouldn't interact with her too much. Just treat her like a colleague. Otherwise, your relationship will become very complicated."
"…I understand."
He truly understood more than enough by now.
Her meaning was: Once you enter too deeply into Medusa's heart, you'll never escape — a type of extremely clingy, loyal hunting-dog Servant.
'So doesn't that mean… I was the one who accidentally flipped the dangerous switch inside Medusa's heart… even awakening desires she was desperately suppressing?!'
Only now did Eikou realize why Medusa always kept her distance. He thought she was just gloomy and antisocial, but who knew she had such deep reasons behind it.
"Thank you for telling me this, Artoria."
Eikou casually thanked her, thinking if only he had known sooner.
"Hehe, of course I had to tell you…"
The King of Knights holding the Holy Lance smiled gently and beautifully. "If that girl grows fond of you, it'll be a problem. I don't want to create a romantic rival for myself. You only need to like me."
"..."
Whether it was because of those words or because Medusa felt jealous under the table, not only her proud, soft breasts but even her lips and tongue started deliberately teasing him.
The sensation came too suddenly—Eikou almost couldn't sit still.
"Thank you for the reminder, Artoria. From now on I'll be careful… MN~!"
"…Master, why is your face so red? Are you running a fever?"
"No, it's just… I drank too much tea earlier… feeling a bit hot… Mn! Wait!"
"Why do you look like you're about to roll your eyes?!"
[Your heart pounds wildly, but after saying one thing after another, you finally manage to send Artoria away.]
[If the King of Knights discovered what just happened, both you and Medusa would probably die.]
[...]
[As Medusa wished, before the battle began, she went ahead and received a large amount of mana from you.]
[Clearly you only meant to have a heartfelt conversation with Medusa, hoping to encourage her to be more optimistic, so how did it turn into this—just where did everything go wrong...]
[The only thing certain is that from now on Medusa will be extremely loyal to you. Since she is unable to keep her distance from you, no matter what happens she has no intention of leaving you anymore.]
[You feel Medusa's complete trust, along with her intense affection mixed with desire.]
[Your Mystic Eyes E skill has increased to Mystic Eyes B.]
[Just like that, some time passes, and the finals of the League Tournament finally arrive.]
...
In the arena of the League Tournament, within the long and dark contestant tunnel.
The sound of the audience echoed from afar.
Everyone was prepared, but Eikou still seemed troubled by something.
"Fufufu..."
Beside him, Rider Medusa lightly touched her beautiful face, as if still drenched in the lingering warmth of being pampered.
She quietly walked toward Eikou.
"Master, to tell the truth… at first I thought that after the League Tournament ended and we obtained the Holy Grail, I would leave you. I never expected to stay by your side, nor did I hope you would like someone like me, but…"
Medusa whispered into Eikou's ear.
"Even after the League Tournament ends, I plan to continue following you. At that time, let us finish everything that we left unfinished."
[When Artoria approached to check on your condition, Medusa immediately obediently stepped back several steps.]
[Behind Artoria's line of sight, Medusa subtly pulled down the collar of her outfit, smiling seductively while discreetly revealing a mesmerizing view for you alone.]
[You swallow hard, your heart pounding uncontrollably, a fierce emotion surging inside you.]
[Clearly you know this is forbidden, yet your heart wavers—afraid that you will be tempted, slowly but surely falling...]
[Your morals and willpower are being pulled down bit by bit by these thirsty onee-sans.]
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