With a single thought, Adam activated the system panel and deployed her.
The cost meter instantly filled to 16/16.
Ereshkigal materialized out of thin air before everyone's eyes. She blinked in confusion, glancing around at the ruined landscape.
"Huh? Where am I…? I was doing a livestream at home just a second ago…"
Her gaze swept over the group and instantly locked onto Adam.
"Master?!!"
Adam quickly explained the current situation to her.
The others watched him summon yet another Servant, each reacting in their own way.
Ritsuka Fujimaru didn't seem too surprised. She had already connected it to how the veteran Mash had suddenly appeared earlier, though she still had no idea what it truly meant.
Mash, the veteran Mash, and Olga Marie were far more stunned.
The veteran Mash in particular narrowed her eyes.
She didn't recall Adam ever having the power to summon Servants directly like this.
But thinking back… she herself had probably been brought here the same way.
If he could summon Ereshkigal so easily, did that mean he could call forth the rest of Chaldea's Servants too?
She suddenly felt a pang of worry for Adam's chastity, remembering how many of those Servants back home looked at him like starving wolves.
Olga Marie could only stare in disbelief. First the advanced puppet techniques, and now the ability to summon multiple Servants at once.
Damn it… Just what kind of treasure did the me from that parallel world pick up?!
A wave of envy toward her other self surged in her chest.
[Mash Emotion Value +10]
[Olga Marie Emotion Value +10]
[Veteran Mash Emotion Value +10]
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Once Adam finished briefing Ereshkigal, he turned to the group and introduced her properly.
"This is the Mesopotamian goddess. Mistress of the Underworld—Ereshkigal!"
"Goddess?!"
Olga Marie's eyes widened in shock.
Mash looked equally stunned.
"Can the standard Servant summoning system even call forth actual divine spirits?!"
In Olga Marie's understanding, Heroic Spirits were supposed to be famous figures from human history at best. So how was Adam able to summon literal gods from myth?!
First copies of existing Servants, and now genuine deities. The jealousy she felt toward her parallel-world self grew even stronger.
Adam simply shrugged with a calm smile.
"Let's just say I'm… a little bit special."
He quickly changed the subject, turning back to Olga Marie.
"As for your soul issue—if your consciousness will dissipate the moment the Rayshift ends and you return to Chaldea, then we'll simply preserve your soul before that happens. Once we're back, I'll prepare a new body for you."
While Adam was speaking, Ereshkigal had already walked over to Olga Marie and carefully examined her. After a moment, she nodded toward Adam, confirming she could do exactly what he asked.
Everyone breathed a genuine sigh of relief.
"That's wonderful, Director! You're saved!" Ritsuka said brightly.
Even though Olga Marie had treated her harshly before, the Director's decision to throw her out of the Command Room had inadvertently saved Ritsuka's life by keeping her away from the explosion.
"Yeah, Director," Mash added warmly. The Director had always looked out for her in her own strict way.
Olga Marie's emotions had been on a complete rollercoaster for the past thirty minutes—facing death, being rescued, learning she was already dead, and now being given hope once more.
And every single time, the person behind it was Adam.
He had saved her twice now.
The feelings swelling inside her chest toward him were impossible to put into words. She was so moved that tears threatened to spill over.
Still clinging to her pride as Director, she forced them back and spoke with as much dignity as she could manage.
"Thank you, Adam. In the name of the Animusphere family, I swear I will never forget this debt."
Adam looked at the girl still desperately trying to hold herself together.
He remembered all the crushing pressure she had carried every single day as Chaldea's young Director.
In the end, she was still just a girl in her early twenties.
He gazed at her with the gentlest expression he could manage.
"Don't worry. I'm here now."
"You don't have to be so formal with me. In the other world… our relationship is actually quite close."
He reached out and gently stroked her hair.
The simple gesture shattered what remained of Olga Marie's composure.
The overwhelming urge to throw herself into his arms and cry out every last bit of stress she had carried for years surged through her.
Adam opened his arms without hesitation.
"It's okay to let it all out. You don't have to keep forcing yourself to be strong. Running an organization like Chaldea at your age… it must have been incredibly hard."
She couldn't hold back any longer.
Olga Marie threw herself against his chest. Warm tears quickly soaked through his shirt as he gently cradled the back of her head, murmuring soft words of comfort.
Ritsuka and Mash stared in stunned silence. They had never imagined the proud and strict Director could look so fragile and vulnerable.
Both the veteran Mash and Ereshkigal wore similar complicated expressions.
The same thought ran through their minds at the same time.
Oh no… Another one.
A long while later, Olga Marie finally cried herself out.
She wiped her eyes with her sleeve, her face flushed bright red like a ripe apple.
She couldn't bring herself to meet Adam's eyes.
She felt completely exposed, as if she had stood naked before him.
It was unbearably embarrassing.
Yet at the same time, a deep, unshakable sense of dependence had taken root in her heart.
"Thank you…"
She whispered softly.
Adam smiled at how adorable she looked right now and patted her head again.
"It's nothing. If you ever feel overwhelmed again, you can always come to me and let it all out."
Olga Marie could hear her own heartbeat thundering in her ears, racing faster and faster until it blurred into one continuous roar.
Emotionally speaking, she had already been completely shaped by him.
[Olga Marie Emotion Value +10]
[Olga Marie Emotion Value +10]
[Olga Marie Emotion Value +10]
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