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My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [55]

BOOM!

A spear shot forward, piercing straight through Laurent’s head and dropping him instantly. Jeanne Alter looked down in satisfaction at the motionless body beneath her.

“Even if he didn’t get the chance to beg for mercy—which irritates me—it’s still most satisfying to kill them with my own hands.”

Still wearing that cruel smile, Jeanne Alter leapt from the dragon’s back and approached. She pressed her boot against Laurent’s chest and yanked th...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [54]

“—I hereby declare."

"Your body shall serve beneath me; my fate rests upon your sword."
"By the summons of the Holy Grail, if you accept this pact, answer my call."
"I swear here—I am the one who will spread all evil for eternity."
"Yet you shall drown yourself in chaos…"
"Come forth! Guardian of the Scales—!”

Gilles de Rais watched obsessively as the dark Holy Maiden beside him busied herself summoning other Servants.

This was the saint he truly desi...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [53]

Jeanne didn’t leave the place of execution.

She simply sat there, silently holding Laurent.

The soldiers who had tried to rescue her were driven away, leaving her alone on the ground, cradling his body in quiet stillness.

“The king is dead!”

Someone shouted first.

“Kill the woman who murdered the king!”

The carefully rehearsed script had gone off course. Some soldiers hesitated, unsure what to do with Jeanne.

She looked around at the crowd, ...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [52]

“Rescue the Holy Maiden!”

From within the crowd, a group suddenly surged forward, weapons in hand, charging toward Jeanne.

Someone shouted first—

“That’s a miracle!”
“It must be God punishing the demon!”
“Our brethren—save the Holy Maiden!”
“Viva la France!”

They followed the script exactly as planned.

And upon that platform of execution—

As the Luobishi divine sword pierced Laurent’s heart, he reached up, touching his...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [51]

“I wish Laurent and everyone in the village happiness.”

From then until now, her prayer had never changed. It wasn’t meant for any god in particular—just a simple, heartfelt wish.

The corners of Laurent’s mouth lifted into a smile, the kind that looked more like a demon’s grin.

“How tragic. Not long ago, His Majesty the King collapsed from exhaustion under the weight of his duties. Sadly, he never rose again from his desk. But despite our grief, we must continu...

little annuoncement + winner of command seal

HALLO i missed a days update, probably gonna miss the one today too why? BECAUSE IVE BEEN SOOOO ENGROSSED WITH

EMIYA SHIROU DOESNT WANT OVERTIME!

ive translated up to chapter 500! as of this announcement, yeah ive just been focusing on it because i CANT PUT IT down, yeah i do admit theres misinfo about how things work but its just.... I CANT PUT IT DOWN STILLL anyways, i might skip tomorrows update too but dont worrrrryyyyy ill be bacK

anyway the winner for the command se...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [795]

Although most members of Bal Masqué had already been dispatched elsewhere, and some like “Tempest Hoof” Fecor had left long ago on Bel Peol’s orders, there were still quite a few Crimson Denizens remaining inside Seireiden when Nitocris took down the Trinity.

Seireiden was Bal Masqué’s stronghold; those chosen to guard this place were no weaklings. Nitocris, whose Power of Existence had been largely drained, replenished herself considerably by harvesting their remaining forces...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [794]

Fecor refused to believe Bel Peol's words, stubbornly determined to take her along as they fled.

His Unrestricted Spell, Magnesia, also known as "Iron Wall," created perfectly formed cubes nearly impossible to break. In the original timeline, he'd been severely wounded and carelessly killed by the abruptly awakened Tenmoku Ikko wielding Nietono no Shana, a blade that could sever any Unrestricted Spell.

The army of undead—whether heavily armored skeletons, pries...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [793]

“I have never once overlooked you.”

Nitocris withdrew her gaze from the wretchedly battered Sydonay, turning instead toward Bel Peol. Calmly, she said, “In my eyes, you and Hecate are far more important than Sydonay, whose only standout trait is his brute force.”

After all, Nitocris’s goal was to locate the God of Creation, the Snake of the Festival.
For that, she needed the strength of Hecate and Bel Peol. As for Sydonay—well, he hardly mattered.

At these wor...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [792]

BOOM!!

Alongside this heaven-shaking roar, an entire corner of Seireiden’s palace was pulverized by incomparable ferocity. The strongest Crimson Lord’s terrifying aura—like a roaring flood, a crashing tsunami, an erupting volcano—finally burst forth without reservation, sweeping every inch of Seireiden.

As if a primordial beast, asleep since ancient times, had finally opened its eyes.
In the opening and closing of its massive jaws, a dreadful howl threatened to...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [791]

Here was originally a wide-open space, yet it felt cramped, cluttered with countless strange devices whose purposes were indecipherable. At the very center floated the Reiji Maigo, suspended silently within an apparatus, accompanied by several golden rings.

These golden rings flew from the device, connecting seamlessly to a chain held by a slender hand. Clearly, these rings were but parts of this chain—and the woman gripping it was their owner. Tall, elegantly dressed in Western attir...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [118]

Let’s pull back the camera a bit.

The moment Morgana informed Rinto that Momoka and Nina had vanished, he sprang into action.

With no time to waste trying out Palaces via the Navigation App, Rinto resorted directly to the "musician’s method"—blowing his own head open!

“...Hmm?”

After successfully entering the Metaverse by “killing” himself with a beast’s mindset, Rinto briefly froze, his instincts confused.

Usually, when he entered the Metaverse v...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [117]

Late at night, approaching midnight.

Rinto slid open the creaking, squeaky door and stepped into his shabby little doghouse.

“—We’re home~!”

Miss Shrimp-and-Celery slipped first through the gap under his arm, cheerfully bouncing into the entryway.

She straightened up, stood on tiptoe, and took a deep breath of the musty, mildew-scented old house.

It definitely shouldn't smell good, yet this silly girl still grinned foolishly:

“Hehehe, it smells so...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [116]

Let’s be real here.

When Nijika mentioned their guitarist kept finding excuses to skip practice, Rinto already sensed this would end badly.

Sure, maybe something genuinely came up, but the odds were slim. Most likely, it was deliberate avoidance.

But Nijika had a good heart—honestly, her best trait.

Even as she led the group toward STARRY, she kept worrying about the absent girl:

“If she's delayed by something minor, that’d be fine, but I hope nothing bad...

Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [105]

Another seven days had passed.

Thanks to the dragon servants pulling overtime shifts, the massive project originally estimated to take a month had shockingly reached its final stage after just a little more than one week.

“Next is decorating the city.”

“And then I shall personally hold the foundation ceremony for this city!”

High-spirited, Jeanne Alter announced the final task from within her lavish palace.

At the same time, sets of blueprints were distri...

Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [104]

Jeanne d’Arc ended up settling into this city.

This sounded like something unbelievable; even Jeanne herself, at first, couldn't believe she had integrated so smoothly into this "evil" city whose mere existence was fundamentally a "blasphemy against God."

Yet, once she truly started living here, things didn't seem nearly as awful as she’d imagined.

“Good morning, Miss Jeanne.”

Mash Kyrielight—a girl who seemed soft and tender—somehow gave Jeanne d’Arc a s...

Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [103]

Carrying an uneasy heart, the pure-hearted saintess finally stepped into this pure-white city she had imagined as hell itself.

It’s okay, it’s okay. God will protect me.

She silently prayed in her heart, hoping her soul wouldn’t be tainted by evil and corruption.

But nothing happened.

Jeanne d’Arc moved forward slowly along the main road, observing her surroundings as she walked.

She was a bit surprised to discover the city wasn’t near...

Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [102]

Enlightened Dragon Kingdom, inside the city.

The lively festivities lasted all the way into the next morning.

Elizabeth had sung through the whole night; now her hoarse throat couldn’t even utter a single word. Meanwhile, Jeanne Alter, still wrapped tightly in layers and layers of bandages, drank the entire night away—she’d come dangerously close to emptying all those vintages aged gods-know-how-long into an actual pool, staging a literal reenactment of a “jiǔchí-ròulí...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [235]

“It’s really been a long time since I last cooked for myself.”

Shirou Emiya quietly tidied up his futon, careful not to disturb Shana, who was still asleep next to him. He neatly folded the bedding away into the closet, then arranged the low square table in preparation for breakfast.

“You’re up early,” came Alastor’s steady voice from beside Shana, the pendant gently flickering with a faint red glow.

“You don’t need to sleep, Alastor-san?” Shirou asked so...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [234]

In a dimly lit space, the large courtyard bonsai continued to glow faintly, illuminating the lifeless faces of dolls arranged all around. The eerie air, heavy with unease, remained unchanged.

Friagne floated silently in midair, holding Marianne gently in his arms, eyes fixed upon the miniature garden below.

“Master…” The doll gazed up at Friagne from his embrace, voice trembling slightly with concern.

“No need to worry, Marianne. I was merely thinking about how to de...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [233]

“It was just a coincidence.”

“Coincidence?”

Clearly, Shirou Emiya’s vague answer didn’t satisfy either Shana or Alastor.

So many factors combined couldn’t simply be waved away as mere coincidence.

They stood before an old, somewhat rundown two-story apartment. Just from the rust stains spreading across its outer walls, one could tell how many years it had weathered.

Click…

With a quiet creak, Shirou pushed open the door to the middl...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [232]

“Eh!?”

Shirou Emiya stared at her with confusion, quickly glancing down at her pendant, only to receive a confirming flash from Alastor.

“You got a problem with that?” The girl glared fiercely at Shirou, irritated by his questioning gaze.

“No, no—none at all.”

Shirou shook his head hastily. Her short-tempered personality was somehow making him recall a certain red Saber.

“If it were someone unfamiliar, that would make sense. But even Alastor would...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [231]

“......”

Shirou Emiya genuinely didn’t know how to explain this to her. After all, Projection Magecraft wasn’t exactly easy to put into words, especially considering what Fiore had once told him:

Your Projection Magecraft is fundamentally different from normal Projection Magecraft. Don’t show it to other magi unless absolutely necessary.

Ah, right—he’d completely forgotten about her warning. Still, since he wasn’t currently in his own world, maybe it...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [230]

“Ugh—!”

A final groan echoed across the crimson space, clearly the sound of someone grievously injured. Immediately afterward, the vivid scarlet world rapidly began collapsing around them.

Because the battle had taken place inside the city, Shirou Emiya couldn't risk harming innocent residents by firing more powerful sword-arrows—he definitely couldn't afford to use a Broken Phantasm here.

Thus, the arrows Shirou Emiya had fired were ordinary ones, plain blades witho...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [229]

“Forgive me, Master! I couldn’t stop the Flame-Haired, Blazing-Eyed Hunter from approaching!”

A clear, crisp female voice came from Friagne’s side.

Along with the eruption of pale-white flames, an exquisitely crafted doll appeared next to him.

Given the blazing speed of the girl who had appeared before Shirou Emiya, it was clear she could have reached any location within this city within mere moments.

Yet she'd arrived only after Shirou Emiya and Friag...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [228]

At the precise moment Shirou Emiya halted, the chained shortsword hovered right in front of him.

The second set of Incursio Armor instantly finished assembling.

An immense pressure surged throughout Shirou Emiya’s body, a sickly sweetness filled his throat, as if something was about to burst out from within like a fountain.

His figure shifted slightly in mid-air, narrowly evading the dolls’ fierce strikes as they plunged downward past his body.

Crackle! Crackle...