Shinji Matou at Your Service-Chapter 1051: From Duel to Brawl

The few people closest to the scene possessed excellent insight.

Though they didn't know about the ancient Eye of the Moon that had existed for 4.6 billion years hanging above them, they could still discern whether Shinji was being truthful or not.

For instance, Altera repeatedly tried to break free from Shinji's hold, but each time, Shinji detected her efforts and dispersed her power before she could fully unleash it. This alone was enough to prove that Shinji's understanding of Altera was exceptional.

It was important to note that Altera's body was often referred to as a physical embodiment of instinct — a perfect form that allowed her to increase the strength of any part of her body at will. Ordinary holds and restraints were completely ineffective against her.

Lorelei glanced at Altera, who was being pinned to the ground, then at Shinji, rubbing her temples as she tried to calm her swirling emotions.

"Alright, I understand you know my Servant very well, but could you please stop sitting on her? It's quite impolite to treat a woman like that."

Indeed, Shinji's method of subduing Altera involved sitting on her lower back and using his body weight to hold her down. This was a technique Altera herself had taught him when he had struggled against her physical embodiment of instinct in their early battles.

At first, Shinji had felt that such a method was a bit inappropriate, but since Altera didn't mind, he didn't overthink it. After all, she was even flatter than Rin... Cough cough, scratch that—if Altera heard that, she would go berserk. Shinji had already suffered once for that slip of the tongue.

Time for a different excuse, a different excuse...

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Scathach's warrior teachings included a principle: In battle, there's no distinction between men and women. The only thing you should focus on is how to achieve victory.

Yes, that's it.

Altera held a similar viewpoint—just replace warrior with weapon. Throughout their hundreds of battles, the two had come into physical contact countless times, including sensitive areas, yet neither had ever entertained improper thoughts. This extended even to Shinji using Altera as a human cushion right now.

However, just because the two of them didn't mind, it didn't mean the bystanders didn't care. At the very least, Lorelei and Waver found the situation improper.

Feeling the odd stares from around him and hearing Lorelei's increasingly cold words, Shinji quickly stood up, explaining: "Sorry, sorry. Force of habit."

"Habit?"

Shinji immediately regretted his words. Why did he have to run his mouth and tell the truth? Now the looks around him had shifted to ones of disgust, as if they were staring at garbage.

Altera, however, who had stood up from the ground, remained expressionless. She nodded seriously and said, "This is indeed the best way to subdue me. You do know me. Are you my enemy?"

"Whether we're enemies depends on you and your Master's attitude."

Shinji, with one hand gripping his spear, handed the tri-colored sword back to Altera with the other. Earlier, he had used his spear as a distraction to snatch the sword from her.

"The battle isn't over yet."

Lorelei's voice had lost all warmth, and her eyes, charged with heavy pressure, now encompassed not only Shinji but also Altera, leaving Altera slightly puzzled.

"Master? What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

"If I order you to fight him, could you do it?"

Altera's response to Lorelei's question was simple and calm.

"I am a weapon of destruction. I will crush all enemies. If he is my enemy, I will destroy him."

"Is that so? Then go ahead."

With a wave of her hand, Lorelei summoned a spear made entirely of light into her grasp. This was the true form of the magic spear.

"Understood!"

Altera unhesitatingly adjusted her stance.

"Hey, hey, are you two serious? This is getting out of hand."

Shinji felt a headache coming on. Both of them were people with whom he had deep connections. Honestly, he didn't want things to escalate this far.

Unfortunately, neither of the two powerful and decisive women was willing to listen to him. In the next moment, the Queen of the Clock Tower, armed with her magical spear, charged at him.

At the same time, the King of the Huns swung her wrist, extending her tri-colored sword to a length that swept across more than ten meters, cutting off Shinji's escape. The title Scourge of God wasn't just a fearful moniker in Europe—it also described Altera's brutal attack style.

Seeing this, Shinji sighed helplessly.

"Shishou, I need your help. Even though you're still injured, I can only rely on you right now."

"It's fine. I'm used to this sort of thing."

Scathach, unbothered, used her uninjured left hand to effortlessly parry the magic spear while still having enough energy to lecture her disciple.

"And by the way, you really should sort out your messy relationships with women. After all, this situation is entirely of your own making."

"I would love to, Shishou," Shinji said as he swung his spear, using a powerful strike to block Altera.

"But I honestly have no idea what to do! Maybe you could help me?"

Knowing exactly what kind of trick he was trying to pull, Scathach snorted coldly.

"Are you hoping things aren't chaotic enough? Want me to join the group beating while I'm at it?"

"Please don't!"

Shinji's quick surrender eased some of Scathach's anger, but it only fueled Lorelei's—why was he so agreeable with other women but always gave her such a hard time?

As her fury grew, so did her magical energy, drawing out violent gusts of wind that cut and shredded everything in their path.

"Oh? I didn't expect a modern magus to wield magecraft on this scale. Not bad, little girl named Lorelei. Not bad at all!"

Despite her words, Scathach's movements didn't slow down. Even with her bandaged right arm hanging naturally by her side, she effortlessly traced runes that calmed the raging winds with ease.

Lorelei wasn't about to give up, however. She unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks—close-range, long-range, magecraft, mystic code—utilizing every method at her disposal to launch round after round of fierce assaults on Scathach.

Yet all of these attacks were neutralized by Scathach.

This wasn't a reflection of Lorelei's weakness. On the contrary, she was incredibly strong.

With her body strength enhanced to its absolute limit, her magical energy and magecraft reaching the pinnacle of what modern magus could achieve, her combat skills rivaling Shinji's, and her equipment—comprising artifacts so rare even gods might struggle to gather them—Lorelei had the power to face off against almost any Servant.

The only reason she wasn't gaining any ground was because her opponent was Scathach, the immortal queen whose mastery of magecraft and martial arts was absolute.

The martial and magical techniques Lorelei's Barthomeloi family had accumulated over generations? — Have I not lived longer than any of them?

So what if she had divine artifacts? It wasn't as if Scathach hadn't seen or fought against those before. Just look at the curses wrapped around her—each one left by gods or artifacts. Scary, isn't it?

Unable to match her opponent's combat skills, magecraft, or divine artifacts, how could Lorelei hope to win?