“I'll take this to my master. Wait here.”
The young apprentice took the replica Incursio from Shirou’s hands and headed deeper inside, leaving Shirou waiting alone in the outer chamber. Even Revolutionary Army members had to follow certain rules here—no exceptions.
After all, the master blacksmith who ran this workshop had crafted several notable Shingu weapons. The Revolutionary Army had wanted to secretly escort him away to protect him, but the master stubbornly refused ...
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“This should be the place.”
Looking down at the map Najenda had provided him, Shirou gently knocked on the iron door.
“Excuse me, anyone here?”
An odd sense of familiarity washed over him, as though he'd knocked on a strange wooden door like this once before.
Shirou hadn't bothered hiding his presence at all. After leaving Night Raid’s hideout via a secret underground passage, he had boldly walked the Empire's streets openly.
Aside from a brief encounte...
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"Hic~~~!"
A chorus of satisfied hiccups echoed around the dining table. Even the usually stoic leader of Night Raid was clutching her stomach contentedly.
Clearly, the meal had surpassed everyone's expectations.
"I never expected Shirou-san to have such incredible culinary skills…"
Tatsumi sprawled back in his chair, wearing an expression of absolute bliss. He'd never eaten anything so delicious in his entire life.
Even Akame, notorious for her bottomless appet...
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Shirou’s body recovered swiftly. By the very next morning, he could already get out of bed and move around without much difficulty, apart from some lingering muscle soreness.
Not intending to rest any further, Shirou seized every available moment to strengthen himself—an absolute necessity in such a dangerous world.
Scritch, scritch, scritch!
Just as he prepared to leave the room, Shirou heard an unsettling sound that instantly put him on alert, eyes glowing fai...
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“I refuse!”
Shirou seemed utterly unfazed by the blade pressed against his neck; his voice remained unshakably firm.
Najenda couldn’t possibly alter Night Raid’s operational methods merely for Shirou’s sake.
Nor would Shirou join such a group merely to gain their assistance.
“Why?” two voices questioned simultaneously from across the table.
Neither Lubbock nor Tatsumi could understand Shirou’s stubbornness. They weren’t enemies, so why would Shi...
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Tracen Academy
Student Council President's Office
Symboli Rudolf sat at her desk, her eyes shadowed by heavy dark circles, wearily working through stacks of paperwork even taller than last time.
Aside from Rudolf, two other trainers waited in the office—one seated in a wheelchair, the other standing with crutches. Both wore serious expressions, clearly anticipating someone’s arrival.
Knock, Knock, Knock.
A gentle knock...
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The next day, Mizuno Sora woke up and opened his eyes, greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling.
Reaching to check himself, he noticed he wasn’t wearing his [Doctor’s Outfit]...
!!!
Mizuno immediately scrambled out of bed, pressed himself against the corner, and shielded himself defensively, ready for a desperate final struggle.
However, after carefully looking around, he relaxed with relief.
Thankfully, this wasn’t some basement—it was just his ...
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In a bright room, a sweet-looking goddess sat gracefully in a lavish chair. On the table before her were two steaming cups of black tea, seemingly prepared in anticipation of a certain guest.
Mizuno Sora stood at the doorway, puzzled about where he was.
“Please, have a seat.” Noticing Mizuno’s arrival, the goddess greeted him with a polite smile, gesturing gently toward the seat across from her.
Mizuno hesitated briefly, approached cautiously, and took the offered seat...
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“Hurry, Luck! Take away his [Doctor’s Outfit]! He’ll instantly be jumped by dozens of Uma Musume, and you’ll finally get the show you've been craving!”
This wasn’t a fair battle at all. Mizuno Sora not only lacked any means to harm [Misfortune Goddess (Beyond)], but even his [Doctor’s Outfit]—which kept him hidden—was under the control of Misfortune's ally, Luck.
If Luck simply reclaimed the outfit now, Mizuno wo...
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“Mm-hmm~ This power feels amazing! I feel so good I could sing—I’ve never been this hyped before!”
[Misfortune Goddess (Beyond)] reveled in her unprecedented strength, confidence surging within her.
At full strength, she could obliterate an entire city.
Even the excess misfortune energy leaking from her began distorting the surroundings.
The once-clear sky darkened dramatically as storm clouds gathered, thunder rumbling ominously. Moments later...
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[Side Quest Completed—Declaration of Independence.]
Description: In front of at least ten Uma Musume, remove the Doctor’s Outfit hood, raise both hands, and loudly proclaim: "I am incredibly handsome!"
Reward: [Doctor’s Outfit’s] extended by one month.
...
“Okay! Mission accomplished!” After committing his mischief, the irrational Mizuno swiftly pulled his ho...
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“Onii-sama?!”
Seeing Mizuno Sora collapse onto the ground, Rice Shower immediately panicked.
“Why did Onii-sama suddenly faint?!”
Anxiously, she crouched beside him, reaching out to check his condition.
But before Rice Shower could even touch him, Mizuno suddenly grabbed her hand.
“Hic~” Still dizzy, Mizuno slowly sat up, swaying slightly as he eyed the Uma Musume who’d just tried to touch him.
“Oh, it’s just Rice Shower…” Recognizing ...
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“I have to find Onii-sama!”
Rice Shower dried her tears and decided to go find Mizuno Sora.
Yesterday, during afternoon training, she overheard Mizuno mentioning that he’d be taking Haru Urara to a friendly match today at the training grounds.
She quickly changed clothes and rushed toward the training grounds.
But halfway there, Rice Shower suddenly stopped, reconsidering her actions.
She realized she'd misunderstood. What she was about to do wasn't what On...
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Friday night, Rice Shower had a dream.
She dreamed she was floating in the sky above the familiar training grounds of Tracen Academy.
The sun was already sinking toward the horizon, yet several Uma Musume were still training diligently on the track below.
From her vantage point, Rice Shower realized there was another "Rice Shower" down on the track, running alone, without the lucky charm around her neck. She seemed like the Rice Shower from several days ago.
Is thi...
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In the dimly lit room, a gloomy-looking goddess sat on the cold floor, eyes reddened, clutching a bag of tissues as she stared intently at the television in front of her.
She was the Goddess of Misfortune herself—her name was literally Misfortune—and she was currently engrossed in watching her favorite anime.
“You were two moves too slow, Kujo Jotaro.”
“The Joestar family derives strength from pride and courage in their bloodline, overcoming fate itself…...
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A young woman with curly, fiery-orange hair, large frameless round glasses, and freckles scattered across her face stood casually at a floor-to-ceiling window, watching with amusement as a teleportation array was energetically assembled below.
Suddenly, a knock echoed from the door.
“Master Latina, are you there?”
“Come in. It's unlocked,” the girl named Latina replied nonchalantly.
Despite her invitation, the door remained closed. Instead, the wall briefly glo...
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The next morning, Linen woke up as usual. After cheerfully offering breakfast to Miss Theresia and receiving the delightful reply, "Guh...just kill me," he happily pocketed his system reward and headed to class.
Just as he expected, the sudden disappearance of a random barmaid raised no eyebrows at Eden Academy.
Though the Academy boasted formidable resources and hidden depths, these were reserved for nurturing the Empire’s future leaders—not wasted on investigating t...
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Damn it, not again...
If the first time she awoke staring at the starry sky brought a sense of tranquility and detachment, then waking up this second time staring at a plain ceiling only filled Theresia with humiliation.
She recognized the layout immediately: this was a dorm room at Eden Academy. Clearly, Linen had dragged her here while she was unconscious.
What does that bastard actually want from me?
Theresia couldn't comprehend his motives at all....
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The chilly night air brushed gently against Theresia’s skin, sending a faint shiver through her as consciousness slowly returned.
When she opened her eyes, the boundless expanse of stars stretched above, reminding her vividly of the sky over a small town long ago burned to ashes.
As an assassin, she had long trained herself to avoid ever lifting her face to the sky. Now, staring upward again after so many years filled her with an odd blend of nostalgia and unease.
If only ...
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Although she'd agreed to assist Hysteria in tonight’s Shadow Duel, Theresia calmly probed for details about her previous matches.
She wasn't yet excited enough to lose her reason. Besides, when someone suspiciously presented such an obvious opportunity right as her patience was wearing thin, Theresia naturally grew wary.
Yet to her surprise, despite stumbling over some parts, Hysteria recounted other details smoothly and swiftly. This oddly lent credibility to her story in There...
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Wolvendom was vast.
Artem spent two days searching through dense woods, following his memory.
At last, he found his destination—a place like a trial ground.
To the people of Mondstadt, almost no one knew of this spot. Even most of the Knights of Favonius had never heard of it.
But among the upper echelons—especially the young knights with the potential to become one of the Four Winds Guardians—this was a place everyone had to visit.
The reason was simple: t...
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After the Dragon of the East flew off, the storm gradually subsided.
Silence returned.
The vast ruins of the Storm King’s city—no, they called it Stormterror’s Lair now—were in a state far worse than anything you’d see in the game.
Artem’s calculations had been precise. Every bomb had been placed to trigger the maximum chain reaction. With Alice’s handmade explosives, it had only taken ten to nearly obliterate the entire ruin.
Even Decarabian’s once-mig...
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“Doctor!!”
The lines on Varka’s face grew even deeper.
His earlier worries had finally come to pass.
The Doctor before him—
That unique round mask marked him as the so-called “Mad Medic” clone. An expert in Cryo manipulation. Rarely took action, but every time he did, the results were catastrophic.
Artem had speculated: this was one of the top three most dangerous segments of the Doctor. At the very least, someone approaching the power of a god.
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The Next Morning.
News of Bishop Seamus Pegg’s assassination jolted the people of Mondstadt from their sleep.
A pall of grief settled over the city.
The Knights of Favonius mobilized at once, sealing off every exit and entrance.
The Dark Division’s assassins and agents were deployed as well, keeping close watch on the Goth Grand Hotel—temporary home to the Fatui—and the formidable Adventurers’ Guild.
Inside Seamus’s room, Bar...
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The Church of Favonius.
Seamus Pegg, the Cardinal of Dawn, finished his day’s work.
After his customary prayer to the Anemo Archon, he returned to his office, exhaustion etched across his face.
Second-in-command of Mondstadt—an unenviable position.
Everything passed through Seamus’s hands: covert reports from Mondstadt’s Dark Division, the city’s daily affairs, and lately, not much intelligence from Snezhnaya at all since Artem Vetro...
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Just as Allen was about to release his [Longsword of Silence]—
A sharp, crackling sound rang out behind him—the sound of ice forming, shattering like glass as it spiderwebbed through the air and echoed into his ears.
Allen’s wrist lowered slightly, the flow of his blade halting.
He turned his head.
A massive blade of ice had burst from Sylphy’s outstretched fingertips—
And with a single strike, it cleaved straight through the attacker...
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Allen dispatched the first attacker in an instant—and with that one strike, he could already tell:
This was just a run-of-the-mill beginner swordsman.
How weak?
Weak enough that even Eris had already reached the same level.
And that earlier volley of arrows? Also full of problems—wild, disorganized, like a half-hearted prank. As for the one that happened to shoot through the window, Allen had sensed it clearly.
It was pure coincidence.
The arro...
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In the pounding rain, were the carriages moving quickly?
No.
But the forest was too close. In just this short span, they had already crossed the threshold—into shadow.
Into the cloying darkness of the downpour.
The wind carried with it an unfamiliar, discordant sound.
Allen looked out into the rain.
And then—
The rain stopped.
Literally stopped.
The falling raindrops froze midair, suspended in time, descending at a sn...
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Buena Village sat at the northernmost tip of the Fittoa Region. As a crucial site for crop production, maintaining the roads for easy transport had become something of a yearly tradition.
The road they traveled was smooth enough—broad enough for two carriages to ride side by side.
On a clear day, the ride would have been nearly bump-free.
But the storm hadn’t let up for some time now.
The path had turned into a muddy mess.
And inside the carriage, the ride wa...
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Allen was a little baffled.
He hadn’t expected that after staring at him in stunned silence for a few moments, Laws would just say four words—
And agree to let Sylphy go to Roa to “further her education”?
He hadn’t even had the chance to give the heartfelt speech he’d prepared.
But in the redness around Laws’ eyes, Allen saw a father’s sincere love.
So he only gave a single-word reply.
After all, taking care of Sylphy—of course that was so...
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