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Emiya's words left several people frozen.
Cu Chulainn: "..."
Riveria: "..."
Hayato FĆ«rinji: "..."
Kazuma Satou broke the silence.
"Well, Darkness is an incorrigible masochist."
In the hot spring, Cu Chulainn's face twitched as he looked at Emiya.
Emiya nodded helplessly.
After all, what Kazuma Satou said was completely accurate.
Darkness really was a super masochist.
Loki spoke up.
"As expected of a born demigod. Slaying a dragon alone. If you weren't a Heroic Spirit, I'd seriously want you to join my Familia."
Cu Chulainn replied flatly, "Not interested. But I am interested in fighting you."
Hephaestus suddenly chimed in.
"Loki is a goddess."
Cu Chulainn: "???"
"...Then forget it. I never said anything."
Ever since being rejected by a goddess's love, then framed and killed by her, Cu Chulainn had developed a strong aversion to goddesses.
If not keeping a thousand miles away, then at least never getting close.
Hephaestus continued,
"Cu Chulainn, I'm very interested in your GĂĄe Bolg. If possible, could I take a look at it?"
"I just made a GĂĄe Bolg," Emiya replied. "Where are you? I'll send it over."
"I'm in my office."
"Wait there."
The next second, a window-sized spatial door opened.
On the other side was Hephaestus's office.
She sat in her chair, phone in hand, still looking at the chat.
When the door appeared, it immediately caught her attention.
As she looked up, a crimson demonic spear flew straight out of the spatial door.
"Here. Catch," Emiya's voice said.
Hephaestus raised her hand and caught GĂĄe Bolg.
Through the open door, she could clearly see Emiya and Cu Chulainn soaking in the hot spring, only their upper bodies visible.
Beside Cu Chulainn lay an identical demonic spear.
"You two look pretty relaxed," Hephaestus said with a smile.
Emiya smiled back.
"GĂĄe Bolg is yours now. Study it however you like."
The spatial door closed.
Cu Chulainn couldn't help sighing.
"Master, what kind of ability is that?"
"It's called a Devil Fruit," Emiya said. "A specialty from another world. Eat one, and you gain all kinds of strange abilities."
Cu Chulainn clicked his tongue.
"Other worlds... figures. The world really is full of wonders."
At the same time, the chat group lit up again.
Hestia: "Hey, Emiya's here. Want to come eat at my restaurant?"
Gin Dojima: "If Lord Emiya is coming, we'll give it our all."
Emiya thought for a moment, then agreed.
"Sure. But prepare a lot of food. We have a King's Stomach."
Loki immediately caught the key words.
"King's Stomach?! Saber?! Artoria Pendragon?! She's with you too?"
"Of course," Emiya replied.
Loki grew curious.
"Wasn't she Emiya Shirou's Servant?"
Emiya laughed.
"What's surprising about that? Even Cu Chulainn became my Servant. Naturally, Artoria did too."
Hephaestus chimed in.
"I want to study Excalibur."
"You should ask Artoria herself," Emiya said. "We'll be at Hestia's place soon."
"Understood. I'll come over."
"I'm going too!!" Loki added.
"Don't you dare!" Hestia snapped. "You're not welcome!"
"I want to see the poster girl of the Type-Moon world. No one's stopping me, not even you, little shorty."
Hestia felt the wound reopen.
"LOKI!!"
She decided to stop trying.
Now she just wanted to tear Loki apart with her bare hands.
Half an hour later, after finishing their soak, Emiya's group headed to the Goddess's Feast with their three Heroic Spirits.
None of them objected.
Especially Artoria.
The cowlick on her head swayed slightly when she heard there would be food.
She maintained a dignified expression, but anyone could see her anticipation.
Soon, they arrived at the restaurant.
Under Rindou Kobayashi's warm welcome, they were led into a private room on the second floor.
One exquisite dish followed another.
Then the door opened.
Hestia walked in, cleavage on full display, as if nothing unusual had happened.
"Welcome, Emiya."
Emiya nodded.
"Let me introduce you. This is Hestia, the goddess of the Hearth."
Medea looked her up and down.
Another Greek goddess.
Yet completely different from the one she knew.
Another world, indeed.
Cu Chulainn nodded politely, maintaining distance.
Artoria stood and greeted Hestia solemnly.
A goddess deserved respect. She wouldn't shame Britain.
BAM.
The door was pushed open again.
Loki swaggered in.
Her gaze swept the room and immediately locked onto Artoria.
She walked straight over and grabbed Artoria's hands.
"Please join my Familia, King of Knights."
"Please allow me to refuse, Lady Loki," Artoria replied without hesitation.
She had never met Loki before.
But she had heard of her.
Emiya had given Medea a phone.
Medea rarely spoke in the group, but she watched everything.
Artoria had seen it too.
Hestia burst out laughing.
"You deserved that, Loki."
She was delighted.
Loki mockingly scanned the room, her eyes finally landing on Hestia.
"Oh? Isn't that Hestia? Sorry, you're so small, little shorty. I didn't even notice you."
The malice was blatant.
Hestia lunged forward without hesitation.
Loki met her head-on.
She grabbed Hestia's face and pulled hard.
The two goddesses openly brawled in front of everyone from other worlds.
Artoria and the others were stunned.
Only Emiya looked completely unfazed.
If they didn't cause a scene, he'd feel uncomfortable.
Watching them, he nodded.
"That's the spirit."
The door opened for the third time.
Hephaestus arrived and immediately witnessed the embarrassing spectacle.
She was used to it.
Walking around the two goddesses, she greeted Emiya and sat down beside Artoria.
Artoria felt slightly uneasy.
She knew exactly why Hephaestus chose that seat.
Excalibur.
A holy sword forged from a planet.
Something even gods would covet.
Before long, Loki and Hestia ended their scuffle and sat down.
The dinner officially began.
Thinking about it, Emiya probably had the most awkward position.
Everyone else was either a goddess or a Heroic Spirit.
He was the only human.
But as a transmigrator who could freely cross worlds, he didn't really fall short.
No one cared anyway.
After eating and drinking for a while, Hephaestus finally spoke.
"Could I see Excalibur?"
"Just here, in this private room."
Artoria instinctively looked at Emiya.
"This is your choice," Emiya said calmly. "Agree or refuse. Either is fine."
There were plenty of divine weapons across worlds.
Excalibur wasn't the only option.
Artoria hesitated, then handed the holy sword over.
After all, it wasn't leaving the room.
Hephaestus accepted the radiant blade, eyes gleaming.
She analyzed its structure, running her fingers along the hilt.
Loki and Hestia leaned in, curious.
A planet-forged holy sword was rare even among gods.
Hephaestus studied it for a long time.
Then she flicked it lightly.
A clear, ringing sound echoed.
"As expected," she said, returning it.
"A holy sword forged from a planet. Incredible."
"Did you find anything?" Emiya asked.
"Not much," Hephaestus admitted.
"I can't use my full divine power here. I can't see everything."
"That's fine," Emiya said. "If there's a chance, you can see it in another world."
Hephaestus smiled and nodded.
Meanwhile, Loki still hadn't given up.
She kept trying to persuade Artoria.
But Artoria's gaze remained steady.
In the end, she refused.
She knew very well that even as a goddess, Loki was also an old trickster.
She had no intention of walking into a lion's den.
Loki could only sigh in regret.
She liked Ais Wallenstein.
But wouldn't it be even better to have two?
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