"I put the Golden Fleece on it? This catalyst should only be able to summon Medea?" Facing Roland's question, Medea raised her head and said seriously: "But I am Medea. Although I am still a young girl in my physical body, the legend of my future does overlap with me. To be honest, I am also very distressed, obviously I just graduated from my master yesterday, and suddenly I got the memory of the future, and I was given such a bad name." She knows what kind of tragedy her character will create. The memories of her teenage years make her unconsciously yearn for a love that started from a blind date, but her future memories are warning her that she must never give her love. Once love is given, the result in exchange is very likely to be betrayal. The superposition of double legends allowed Medea to have two completely different Noble Phantasms while having experience, but it also created her contradictory psychology. Unable to trust others, yet eager to fall in love, under this kind of mentality, she seems to be quite evasive, she doesn't care about things like the Holy Grail at all, she just wants to take one step at a time. If the master can still accept it, let's see what will happen next. If the master can't accept it, she will directly terminate the contract and wait for the magic power to be exhausted before self-destruction. "It turned out like this? How did it happen?" It's not that Roland doesn't understand the current situation. After all, he has also entered the game called FGO. In the singularity of the sea of ends, the opponent also appeared in a more immature posture. What he couldn't understand was how this could have happened.
"If you really want to find a reason, it can only be Master yourself," Medea paused, a charming smile appeared on her beautiful face. "For modern times, Master, you have a strange sense of incompatibility, whether it is magic power, soul, or the sense of abnormality that cannot be observed. Rather, you are destined to only summon abnormal characters." Roland quickly realized the ability that he had neglected among the abilities given by the Holy Lord. "A naturally noble personality?" Roland smiled irrefutably, "Forget it, it's not bad in terms of the result." Staring at the surprise and joy on Roland's face, Medea only felt a sweet sense of healing filling her empty heart. Even if the betrayed witch is really a possibility in her future, she is still a pure Medea now, so she should be able to choose to love, right? Even if the future is unpredictable, even if the past is always with us, but at this moment, the joy and trust that the man in front of him has for her who is labeled as betrayal is real, and that is enough. Suddenly, Roland felt that his trousers were severely pulled by a small hand. Matou Sakura hugged Roland's limbs like a koala, looked at him with resentful eyes, showing a very appetizing expression, as if a hard-working wife caught her husband who was having a good time outside Same. Roland patted Matou Sakura's head dumbfounded. "Okay, Sakura, today's mission is over, go to sleep." "don't want……" Although very precocious, Sakura Matou, who was still ignorant of many things, couldn't understand Medea's emotions, but she still instinctively sensed something was wrong. "It's okay, Master," Medea smiled, squatted down slightly, and said to Matou Sakura, "Your name is Sakura, right? From now on, let's get along well." Hmph, although she is still a young girl physically, she has the memory of the future, and she has already surpassed the dust in the practice of being a virtuous wife. Matou Sakura's mouth puffed up angrily, taking advantage of the gap between Medea's departure, she took advantage of the situation and crawled into Roland's arms, like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand. "Sakura, be obedient..."
Roland just gently touched Jian Tongying's head. Tongying's actions before the contracting lord time made him take off his guard against this child, and his attitude of being tolerant of what happened to him softened a lot. "sleep together……" Matou Sakura buried her head in Roland's clothes and said in a muffled voice. "What?" "I want to sleep with Master Roland, Sakura is afraid of being alone." "Today is a special case." Seeing Matou Sakura's clingy look, Roland sighed, and still fondled her hair. "Then I'll take Sakura up to rest first. Speaking of which, Caster's most proud ability is to decorate the workshop, so I'll leave it to you tonight." "Yes, master." While Medea verbally agreed, she followed behind Roland silently. "Why follow me?" "Because the center of this stronghold is the master's room, and using that place as the fulcrum of the enchantment, the effect will be even better." "Yeah?" "Of course, although I'm just a caster, I still know a thing or two about magic." Medea proudly raised her figure which had already begun to take shape. The perfect spherical shape was connected with the slender waist, outlining a seductive curve. Roland glanced at Medea suspiciously. Although his room is not a fulcrum with sufficient magic power, since it is the wisdom of a magician from another world, there must be nothing wrong with it, right? Roland, who had no intention of doing anything at first, settled Matou Ying, and sat beside her to accompany her. Although he was still a little unwilling, it was already late after all, and he had experienced many things today. After making the bed, Matou Sakura smelled the familiar smell from Roland's body, her tense body quickly relaxed, and after a while, she began to talk in her sleep. Seeing the girl's sleeping face and Roland who was by her side, Medea became quiet all of a sudden. It wasn't until Roland looked at her again that she hurriedly waved the staff in her hand. "Because the next step is to hide, master, I will give priority to the formation of enchantments that hide magic power. Although the range is insufficient, the concealment is first-class. Even if it is a heroic spirit, if you don't step into this stronghold in person No abnormalities can be detected from the outside world." After arriving in the area she was familiar with, Medea immediately regained her rhythm, "And an immature magician like you, master, can't even know that he is under the monitoring of the enchantment." "is that so?" Roland looked suspiciously at the invisible lines that crossed, flowed, and moved around in the air, and subconsciously stretched out his hand. Why does this enchantment feel so real to him? As if you could touch it. But before his hand touched the barrier, a pink arm, between illusion and reality, protruded from his fingertips, taking a step ahead, and accurately grasped the invisible barrier. —The bomb has been planted. The tactile sense from the soul reminded him that almost instinctively, Roland pressed his thumb. The next moment, without any hint of breaking, all the lines of magic power in the entire enchantment disappeared instantly, as if they had never existed at all. "My enchantment is gone! There is no hint of being broken or invaded..."
Medea, who was still concentrating on arranging the second, more powerful barrier, suddenly exclaimed and looked at Roland anxiously. "Master, is there an enemy invasion?" "No, strictly speaking," Roland also answered in a puzzled voice, calling out his substitute, "This should be called, double attack?" The usual request for votes! There will be an update at midnight tonight! Unexpectedly, some readers still struggle with whether it is a son-in-law or a mother-in-law. Mature adults must want them all. Thanks to Cayde6 for the 500 point reward!
