I want to just drift through life in Type-Moon.

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“Hehe~ Ling, could it be that you had some connection with the Einzbern family before?” Da Vinci looked at this scene. It was clear that this was Ling’s first time meeting the Einzbern family, but it seemed that his status in the Einzbern family was very different.

Olga was also a little concerned. To be honest, she was startled by the maid's actions. She looked at Ling and said irritably, "Now that the maid has jumped down, how are you going to explain this later?"

Ling waved her hand, indicating that she was also a little overwhelmed. The current situation was a complete mess. Finally, she walked to the edge of the amniotic fluid pool and looked into the pool.

Inside, there were still countless abandoned androids, all with their eyes closed but strange smiles on their lips. Although Ling wasn't scared, the sight still gave her the creeps.

Therefore, he looked for less than five seconds before decisively turning around and walking back. What he didn't see was that when he turned around, all the androids opened their eyes and imprinted that back view on their faces.

Seeing Ling holding the clothes in her hand, unsure whether to wear them or not, Olga casually said, "If you don't want to wear these, you can wear the clothes I wore before."

Ling glared at her, annoyed. "Would I be crazy to wear women's clothes? I'm not Astolfo!"

Olga knew that Astolfo was one of Charlemagne's Twelve Paladins, but what did that paladin's matter have to do with what they were talking about now? So she only noticed Ling's rejection of her proposal and became a little unhappy.

"What?! I gave you another suggestion because I saw you were so hesitant! And you don't even dare to wear your Master's clothes! What kind of Servant are you?!"

Le Zhengling looked at Olga with a horrified expression. Only then did he realize that Olga's suggestion was serious. "Olga! Your idea is dangerous! Let me make it clear first, I admit that I am your Servant, but I am not your toy. As for playing with women's clothing, you can play with those cross-dressing masters after Chaldea summons them!"

Then, Ling pointed to Leonardo da Vinci and said, "If you really can't wait, you can play with Leonardo da Vinci first. I think she would never mind!"

Actually, he said that just to distract Olga. After all, if a girl gets stuck on something, there's no way a boy can convince her. So the best solution is to steer her away from the issue, and right now, the best scapegoat is Leonardo da Vinci.

Chapter 311 The Rhine Gold (Part 2)

"I said! You're still bringing up whether I'm a man or a woman, aren't you!" Da Vinci knew that Ling was trying to shift the blame. Watching the show was fine, but if the fire got to him, it wouldn't be so interesting.

"Anyway, Da Vinci-chan, your body is the ultimate in beauty, already transcending the boundaries between men and women. Among all the people I know, you are the only one who can wear women's clothes without any shame—I mean, without any burden—so what's wrong with being Olga's dress-up doll? And don't you want to get along well with Olga?"

Ling didn't want to wear women's clothes. He was already very self-aware of his appearance, not to mention that he was very clear about one thing: there was only zero times or countless times when it came to women's clothes. Many straight men had taken the first step and then could never turn back.

"I'd rather catch a cold, be naked, or even wear this outfit than cross-dress!" Ling looked at Olga with righteous indignation. Since she couldn't shift the blame, she could only refuse firmly.

"What? I'm not insisting you wear it! I was just offering a friendly suggestion! Why are you reacting like this?!" Olga felt like she'd been given the cold shoulder. She'd thought Ling's attitude towards her had improved, but now she realized it was all a misconception!

"—Olga, I think you have a serious problem with your common sense. Do you think a man would casually wear women's clothing?" Olga's attitude was less about finding fault and more about a difference in values ​​between the two.

“Of course not, how can a man wear women’s clothes?” Olga crossed her arms, looked at Ling with disdain, and glanced at Da Vinci several times out of the corner of her eye.

Da Vinci, of course, noticed Olga's little gesture. Her lips twitched a few times, but she held back and didn't argue. Shion, on the other hand, had no intention of expressing her opinion at all. In her view, it was best to just keep quiet and record such a little drama.

This is the best way to make a fortune quietly. Perhaps these materials will become a valuable piece of history in the future, and you'll have a considerable sum of pocket money then.

"Since you know that men can't just wear women's clothes, why do you still have such perverted thoughts?" Ling looked at Olga's large forehead with extreme suspicion, as if trying to see through it to see if there was something wrong with her head.

Girls are exceptionally sensitive to the gaze of those they care about. Although she was quite confident in her appearance, every girl is well aware of her own flaws. Even if she has countless strengths, she will still magnify this flaw in her mind. Olga's self-identified flaw was her wide forehead.

Olga hurriedly fiddled with her bangs to cover her forehead. "Don't look at my forehead! And I'm just suggesting you wear my clothes, not forcing you to wear other women's clothes. Other women's clothes are obviously not allowed, but mine are fine!"

Ling was stunned by her powerful theory, so powerful that he was speechless—this double standard is just too damn amazing!

"What kind of look is that! Is it rude of you to wear my clothes? I just took them off!" Seeing Ling's indescribable gaze, Olga walked up to him unhappily. The two were close in height, so their eyes met easily. Ling instinctively flinched, but Olga reached out and pressed his hands on either side of his face, preventing him from turning his gaze away.

“I am your Master, and you are my Servant! You have seen through me inside and out, and there are no secrets about me to you. As for the so-called relationship between Master and Servant, who is the master and who is the servant? Don’t you understand? Everything that belongs to me already belongs to you. All I have left is this pride.”

As Olga spoke, her eyes were filled with intense unease. "So even if it's just for a moment, I want you to smell like me, to feel that in this moment you belong to me. Is that wrong?!"

"—You've been reading too many romance novels. I thought it was just wishful thinking that all rich young ladies liked romance novels, but I didn't expect it to be true." After hearing Olga's words, he gently pushed her hand away. "I advise you to wake up. Reality is not a fairy tale. So-called sadomasochistic relationships are written for naive girls. If you apply them to reality, I can only say that you're out of your mind."

Seeing Olga's relentless gaze, Ling awkwardly took two steps back. "Let's leave this topic at that. I'll have Einzbern prepare other clothes later!"

After these words were spoken, a loud chorus of boos erupted from Chaldea. Da Vinci and Shion both showed expressions of regret. They had expected to see Ling wearing Olga's clothes, but instead, she escaped in this way.

Honestly, the women who remained in the control room felt like they were watching a sweet and sour romantic comedy about teenage girls, and by now, they had all become captivated by the two leads.

After all, the female protagonist is the director of Chaldea, and the male protagonist is a figure similar to a Chaldea urban legend. Many people are seeing Ling's true appearance for the first time. After all, there were not many people present during the summoning in the summoning room back then, and afterwards, an order to destroy the image and silence her was issued. Therefore, Ling can be said to be full of mystery.

Today, after seeing Ling's true appearance, all the men and women in the control room doubted his gender. Only after he repeatedly emphasized this and even took off his clothes did the women believe that this handsome Ling was a man.

However, after a period of jealousy, they couldn't help but be attracted to Ling. His outstanding appearance and mysterious temperament, as well as his occasional discomfort with women, made them find Ling to be very interesting and contradictory. In particular, when listening to his conversations with Da Vinci, Ziyuan, and Olga, Ling's actions and tone of voice were a mixture of childishness and maturity.

Those subtle differences are really peculiar. Many people think that when Ling returns to Chaldea, they must find him to chat with and tease him.

Finally, regarding Olga, if before this they had no feelings for Olga, or even thought she was dispensable, now these female employees have accepted Olga.

At Chaldea, Olga acted too seriously and seemed too unapproachable, so even the female staff kept their distance from her.

Now, they saw another, more human side of Olga, and seeing her sometimes arrogant, sometimes willful, and sometimes brave actions, they naturally wanted to encourage her.

Women are emotional creatures, and that's certainly true. In just half a day, Olga's earnest efforts resonated with everyone. They didn't care about Olga's identity or whether humanity would be destroyed in the future; all they wanted to see was how the director's little romance would end.

Hearing the hiss, Ling turned to look at Da Vinci. He knew the control room had been watching. "Are you all a bunch of love-struck fools? If you're so bored, go find something else to do! What's the point of watching this place?!"

"Oh dear, my disciple, are you getting angry?" Leonardo da Vinci feigned surprise. "To utter such outrageous remarks, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

“Hum, I also feel something’s not quite right. My impression of you has dropped by one point.” Ziyuan shook her head repeatedly with a serious attitude.

Ling rubbed her head in frustration. "I feel like there's something wrong with the art style on your side. Shouldn't Chaldea be a serious and composed organization with a strong sense of mission? What are you guys like now? Is it because Shion came to Chaldea that it became comedic?"

“I don’t know you well, so I’m not hesitant to sue you for defamation.” Ziyuan pushed up her glasses. “I’ve always been serious and meticulous in my work. Otherwise, why do you think you could still communicate after entering the Einzbern headquarters? By the way, communication costs are higher now.”

Seeing that Ling was no longer paying attention to her, Olga stopped pressing the issue. After all, she had made her stance clear, and no matter what Ling did next, she had no way out. Since he had said he didn't want to dwell on the topic anymore, she went along with him and ended the conversation.

Ultimately, this topic was just a way for her to express her current attitude. She and he had made a Star Oath, and no matter what the future held, Ling could no longer abandon her. As for Ling's secrets, she would have plenty of time to uncover them later.

Thinking of this, Olga put down her worries and relaxed. More importantly, she heard the so-called special advisor mention some kind of communication fee, so she asked Da Vinci about it. When she heard how the other party had found her, Olga's face showed a hint of something. Then, when she learned just how high the so-called communication fee was, Olga's face turned deathly pale.

"This cost is outrageous!" Although Animusfia's family is wealthy, they are not so wealthy that they can spend money recklessly, especially since she has not returned to that world and therefore has no way of knowing Animusfia's specific situation.

After all, it's unimaginable what kind of chaos would occur when a family loses its leader.

Da Vinci noticed Olga's concerns, so she said, "Don't worry, there's nothing seriously wrong with Animusfia. After you went missing, Director, we notified Animusfia's family immediately. They've already sent people to the Clock Tower. Until we confirm your situation, everything will be fine."

After hearing Leonardo da Vinci's explanation, Olga finally felt relieved, but the thought of the expenses incurred in finding her still caused her great pain. She turned her head and looked at Shion with a hint of sadness in her eyes, "So, how much has been spent so far?"

Ziyuan casually stated a number that made everyone's heart skip a beat in front of everyone, and then gave her prediction, "Hum, you can't accept this? You should know that this connection may continue until you return safely. Although it's not a 24-hour uninterrupted connection, at least it can't stop before the world coordinates on your side are completely locked. It will take seven days."

Da Vinci calculated the number, and even as a Heroic Spirit, she was still astonished by it. She looked at Olga, who was completely numb, with pity, and considered whether she could lend Olga a loan in the future so that she could repay the money. Even for Animusphia, the expenses incurred after Olga's return would be enough to cripple her.

"Actually, I'm not some kind of devil. After all, it seems this link will continue until you come back. Before that, I will further optimize the spell to reduce the cost as much as possible. You can also pay in installments. I can even deduct a portion of the cost as an information fee when your Servant named Ling provides something interesting." Shion waved her hand, pretending to be generous.

Upon hearing this suggestion, Olga turned around abruptly to look at Ling, who was frowning at Ziyuan. "This so-called intelligence fee, you didn't set the price yourself, did you?"

"Rest assured, I guarantee that this price is very fair. You should know that what you mentioned before, when converted to euros, is enough to cover all the communication costs up to now, and there would be plenty of money to spare."

Upon hearing this answer, his brows furrowed even more deeply instead of relaxing. Only then did he realize the value of the intelligence he possessed. "Then why should I use my own money to pay for this so-called communication fee? In the end, your target is only Olga, and I'm just an afterthought, right?"

“Hum, you’re right too. In that case, let’s pretend I never said anything before. As for the Animusfia family, I’ll send the bills to your house after you get back.” Shion didn’t show the slightest disappointment and went along with what Ling said.

"Ling!" Olga, of course, did not accept this outcome, so she glared at Ling and shouted his name loudly.

"Okay, okay~ I was just kidding, alright..." Ling raised his hands towards Olga. In the end, he couldn't get the so-called intelligence fee right now, so he might as well use it to do a favor. Besides, he also understood that Ziyuan's suggestion was actually a reminder for him not to talk nonsense.

However, Shion could not understand Ling's current plans. In his eyes, there was no problem with so-called information as long as the key points were not revealed. Moreover, he also wanted to know whether the Chaldea world line would change after he revealed these things. He even had an urge to reveal everything about the burning of humanity and see if the burning of humanity would still happen.

Fortunately, he was still rational enough, and the burning of human reason was a very important part of his plan. If it hadn't happened, he would have asked Atlas for help.

Just then, the sound of slightly hurried footsteps echoed through the stairwell behind them, drawing everyone's attention.

Old man Ahad walked into the amniotic fluid pool first, completely ignoring the presence of Olga and Rin. He walked directly to the pool and bent down to look down. Behind him were Kiritsugu Emiya and another woman who had not appeared before. The woman was holding a little girl in her arms.

After seeing the little girl, Ling couldn't help but stare at her intently. The little girl also noticed Ling's gaze. She was so frightened that she hugged her mother's neck and shrank back. Then she cautiously peeked at Ling. After realizing that Ling's gaze was not malicious, she boldly met his gaze.

"Hello, lovely little lady, can you tell me your name?" Ling looked at the little girl, who was only about six or seven years old, and spoke in a voice that was gentler than ever before.

The little girl looked at this person she was meeting for the first time, yet who made her feel incredibly close to her. After glancing at her mother and seeing her nod slightly, she whispered, "Illyasviel, my name is Illyasviel von Einzbern."

"Really? What a lovely name. May I call you Ilya?" Although she had already guessed who she was, now that it was confirmed, Ling still felt that the world was truly full of malice.

Are beings born from the union of androids and humans considered human or androids?

Just as Ling was about to say something more, a shadow fell over him. Ling immediately turned around and looked at Ahad, who was standing behind him. "What do you mean?"

Ling sensed an unprecedented killing intent from Ahad, but when he saw the clothes in Ling's hand, the killing intent subsided like a tide.

"—Rhinegold, is this your choice, Justisa!"

Chapter 312 An Unfortunate Curse (Part 1)

"Wait! What did you just say this thing was again?" Ling could ignore Ahad's murderous intent towards him because he had never trusted the other party, but the proper noun he had just mentioned made Ling pay close attention.

"—, I imagine you must be a little tired, guest. I've already had a room prepared, and we Einzbern have also prepared a special banquet to entertain you. Before the banquet begins, you might as well go and rest for a while." Yubustakuhaid didn't answer Ling's question immediately, but instead clapped his hands as if nothing was wrong. From the incubation room next to the amniotic fluid pool, two newly activated androids walked out and entered one after the other.

"Are you mocking me, Ahadeon—" Ling squinted at Yubustakuhaid. Olga also sensed that something was wrong and cleverly moved closer to Ling, then went into battle mode.

Kiritsugu Emiya immediately stepped in front of his wife and daughter, reaching for his specially made Glock 17 pistol at his waist. Although the muzzle wasn't pointed at Ling, the meaning was clear—if Ling didn't follow orders, this assassin wouldn't hesitate to fire a 9.02mm enhanced round at him.

The most emotionally sensitive one was Ilya. She sensed the tense atmosphere and, although she didn't understand why, tears welled up in her eyes, and then she burst into tears.

The crying became a signal. Ling grabbed Olga's waist and jumped to the side, throwing the clothes in her hand towards Kiritsugu Emiya. The clothes blocked the first bullet fired by the other party. The bullet hit the robe that was unfolding in mid-air, but did not penetrate it. It sparked and bounced to the side.

The battle-hardened Kiritsugu Emiya was not discouraged. His eyes quickly caught the landing point of the bullets, and his wrist reflexively turned, firing a second bullet within 0.3 seconds.

Holding Olga, Ling's expression changed drastically on the spot, but when he realized that he could clearly see the trajectory of the bullet, he remembered a fact—yes, he had become different.

Ultimately, my fear stems from my past understanding. As a modern person, I have an instinctive fear of firearms. Although I have faced them before, it is precisely because I have witnessed them that I am more aware of their power.

— Ah, speaking of which, I wonder how that interesting group of bandits I encountered when I went on an archaeological expedition are doing now?

While suspended in mid-air, he recalled those precious memories of the past, and following his predicted trajectory, he reached out and caught the bullet, just like in the movies he had seen before.

Ling felt a little heat in her palms, but nothing else. Finally, with her feet on the ground, she reflected on her experience and concluded that it would be better not to use such an open-ended evasive tactic as jumping away in the future.

"Olga! Listen!" Dr. Roman saw this scene when he re-entered the control room. He couldn't help but shout in surprise. What had just happened was dazzling, and the Chaldea members were also shaken.

After Olga and Ling had finished dressing, Da Vinci let the group of men back in, but no one expected this scene to occur, so the entire control room became a bit noisy.

"Alright! It's not a big deal, calm down!" Rafe glanced at the control room below and shouted. After hearing this, everyone gradually calmed down.

Da Vinci glared at the doctor, a hint of exasperation in his eyes. "As the acting director, I don't expect you to completely control your emotions, but at least don't lead the way in panicking!"

The doctor, after being told off by Da Vinci, looked disappointed and muttered to himself, "It's not like I wanted to be the acting director, and I was only concerned about the two of them. What did I do wrong?"

Da Vinci felt a wave of helplessness wash over him. "I simply cannot imagine what you will become—"

Da Vinci stopped herself at that point. What she wanted to say was that she couldn't imagine Roman becoming like Ling Shuo, leading the entire Chaldea to complete the restoration of humanity, but at least she remembered that Leif was also there, so she stopped herself.

The conversation between the two went unnoticed by the people in the control room. Even after Rafe re-entered, he stared intently at Ling and Olga, his eyes flashing with an uncertain light.

During his brief absence from the control room, he contacted Geitia and submitted everything he had seen and heard to the Bureau of Control. The seventy-two demons were divided into several factions because of Ling, and several even raised objections to whether the burning of human reason should continue, because they wanted to see Ling—or rather, they wanted to get more information from Ling.

After a brief meeting and vote, Getia, as the head of the General Administration, ordered that preparations for the burning of human reason continue, while observing and recording all of Ling's actions. If Ling really returned, then a representative would be sent to make contact. This so-called representative was undoubtedly Rafe himself, which is why Rafe was looking at Ling so nervously.

Meanwhile, at Einzbern Castle, the atmosphere was already tense enough to be described as deadly. Rin's gaze towards Kiritsugu Emiya began to carry murderous intent. Seeing this, Yubustaukhaid's ever-changing expression finally returned to its cold indifference, clearly having made a decision. Before Kiritsugu could attack again, he swiftly raised his right hand, "Enough! Kiritsugu! You've been extremely rude! I'm very disappointed in you!"

Ling gave Yubustakuhaid a sarcastic look, then gently put Olga down. He opened his right palm upward, and a bright yellow bullet lay quietly on it. Then he clenched his fist and flicked it, and the bullet shot into the feet of Emiya Kiritsugu with a speed no less than when it left the barrel before.

Kiritsugu Emiya's expression remained unchanged; he still held his pistol pointed at Ling.

"Kiritsugu—" Irisviel couldn't help but call out. After hearing the worry in his wife's voice behind him, he finally lowered his gun, but remained on guard.

Ling stopped looking at him and whispered to Olga, "Take care of yourself, Olga, and don't stray far from me."

The reason for saying this is that Ling was not very confident that he could take care of Olga in the event of a full-scale conflict with Kiritsugu Emiya. He had already discovered that his "Illusion of One Cooking" was unusable when Kiritsugu Emiya drew his gun.

Normally, as long as he can activate this magic, physical damage can be completely ignored, and even those within his range will be protected by this ability. However, just now, when he habitually activated this ability, he couldn't remember how he used it in the past. He didn't know if it was because he had gained a body, but the only thing he was sure of was that without this ability, he could no longer cheat.

Chapter 313 An Unfortunate Curse (Part Two)

Olga nodded to indicate that she understood, but in her heart she was confident that she could block the bullet even if it was aimed at her, and Ling's previous actions were completely unnecessary. Even if she couldn't block it and was hit, that kind of gun couldn't possibly harm her, after all, the enhancement magic she had cast on her wasn't just for show.

Seemingly noticing that Olga was underestimating firearms, Ling sighed while remaining vigilant. "Olga, abandon your so-called magician's pride. I don't know how much you know about science, but think about the year you were born—it's already 2013 over there! No matter how ignorant you magicians are, the power of scientific weapons is undeniable! Without preparation, or with insufficient preparation, even ordinary firearms are enough to threaten a magician's life!"

Hearing Ling's serious tone and seeing him speak to her with such profound meaning, Olga finally perked up and made sure to keep his words in mind.

"Small-caliber pistols are suitable for assassination, standard-caliber pistols are suitable for self-defense, and large-caliber pistols can already threaten a prepared magician, not to mention that the person you are facing is an assassin known as the magician killer. You can't even imagine the methods he uses to deal with magicians."

As if deliberately retaliating against Kiritsugu Emiya, Ling turned to look at him. "This man's trump card against magicians is called the Origin Bullet. For a magician, as long as it hits, regardless of whether the opponent can survive, their life as a magician is over."

"—Why?" Olga could tell the seriousness of the matter, so it was only natural for her to ask.

Meanwhile, Chaldea quieted down after confirming that Ling and Olga were both perfectly fine.

"Origin Bullet, as the name suggests, is ammunition made using the Origin attribute. It should be his special magic. Although the Emiya family is only the fifth generation under his leadership, for some reason the Emiya family has the ability to determine the Origin of the eldest son when he is born. Interestingly, Kiritsugu's name is based on his Origin."

Upon hearing these words, Kiritsugu Emiya's gaze turned unusually dangerous, but he made no further move. Irisviel glanced at her husband worriedly and, seeing that he really had no intention of making any more moves, she listened intently to what Rin had to say, after all, she was still very interested in her husband's past.

"Kiritsugu Emiya's origin is roughly a dual attribute of fire and earth. To be more specific, it is a composite attribute of cutting and combining. That is the soul form he was born with, which is the true nature of his [origin]. Kiri and Tsugu mean cutting and combining. When his origin was determined, even his father was at a loss for words because of that strange result."

"This property isn't about repair. For example, when a line is cut and then rejoined, the thickness of the knots changes. In other words, the act of cutting and rejoining causes an irreversible alteration to the object. And I don't need to explain how this alteration affects a magician's magic circuits, do I?"

Olga understood what Rin was trying to say, and after shivering, she looked at Kiritsugu Emiya with extreme vigilance.