Chapter 15: Conquer?

Haruki woke up with something supple under his head. His pillow wasn’t this satiny, and this delicious scent… His eyes flew open. Medea’s sleepy face welcomed him.

‘Ah, I fell asleep on her lap.’

It was a test, and he half expected her to push him away. But she let him sleep on her lap for four hours! Now he was reluctant to leave these soft thighs for school, but Shinji will order Rider to create a magic formation to suck the magic power of students. He was fine with him messing with everyone except for Sakura. That girl will stubbornly attend school even if he told her not to.

‘I’ll ask Semiramis to take over the Ryuudou Temple.’

The people there will die anyway when the Grail materializes, so he was doing them a favor by robbing their homes.

Medea stirred and glanced down at him. The tiny red on her cheeks looked adorable as hell.

“Master?”

“Morning. Sorry for sleeping like this.”

She lightly shook her head. “It was partially my fault for teaching you in that state.”

‘Taking the blame for my laziness… What a beautiful woman. Jason, you fucking bastard. How dare you exile this kind woman!’

An abrupt stack of blue windows blocked Medea’s face.

Generating a Task from your desires…

'Conquer Medea’ Task is now available.

Task #3: Conquer Medea

Objective: Achieve a ‘Lover’ relationship with Medea.

Difficulty: C-Rank

Rewards: 1 X Premium Gacha Coupon

Would you like to accept this Task?

‘Stop reading my feelings!’

“...Ever heard of the term ‘automatic’?”

He released a sigh. He had started to like Medea after the time and effort she put into teaching him. He was still a healthy male with an extreme passion for mature women. Medea was the perfect combination of crazy sensuality and innocence.

How could someone not like her?

‘Am I a scum for having these feelings for two women?’

“Giving up so easily? Didn’t you think of becoming a harem protagonist after you realized this was an anime world?”

‘Yeah. I did. Then reality slapped me into submission because a certain goddess forgot to activate my cheat skill.’

“I didn’t…”

‘What?’

“Nothing. Are you accepting the task?”

‘Yes…’

He’ll just have to be stubborn when his mother returns. He was sure she would yield if it’s only one woman… probably. He could imagine her saying, “It’s fine if it’s one.”

With optimism fueling his desires, he accepted the task. The windows vanished, and he made eye contact with a frowning Medea. She touched his forehead and felt his pulse.

“His Od is like boiling water. Is he suffering from the aftereffects of summoning?” Medea thought out loud, her voice tinged with worry.

Her concern provoked a smile from Haruki. “I’m fine. Just a bit tired.”

“Then, rest. I… mean not on my lap. A bed would be more appropriate.”

He chuckled and left her lap. He repeated his plan to leave Ryuudou Temple to Medea. She readily agreed to escort him to school in her spiritual form.

He headed off to shower. The cold water always brought a strange clarity to his thoughts. Other than Golden boy Gilgamesh, he had to keep an eye out for Illyasviel and her Berserker Servant, Demigod Hero Heracles. Stemming from his legendary twelve labors, Berserker could resurrect twelve times. Each resurrection granted him immunity to the attack that killed him. Though not perfect as Saber’s Noble Phantasm took several of his lives in an instant. Medea and Semiramis will probably kill him two or three times at most before the madman crushes them.

The threat of losing Medea filled him with more motivation. He needed more battles to become strong!

The Dragon Heart skill said dominating battles increased the awakening, not on the losing side. So sparring with Medea wasn’t the best option. He had to ask Medea if she could create any strong familiar. Her Item Construction skill had no limitations like Semiramis.

‘Where should I do it though?’

This house was too crammed for fights. Outskirts of Miyama town rarely had visitors, an ideal place for some morning chaos.

Back in the bedroom, he found the sorceress flipping through the pages written by him with a grin. She looked a little creepy with her eyes hidden behind her hood.

“Medea, can you summon something to improve my battle skills?”

She looked up. “Uh. Why would you fight with two servants on your side? You’re tired too.”

“Having servants doesn’t mean I can’t help you two.”

“Okay… I can summon the golden dragon my father kept to guard the Golden Fleece. However, I cannot control it.”

‘Golden dragon, huh. It could be a good pet in the future.’

“I meant something weak that any average magus could kill.”

“With your current strength, dragon tooth warriors. I can create any amount you desire.”

“Dragon tooth warriors? The mob familiars?”

They sounded overpowered, but in fact, were skeleton soldiers with weapons. Shirou Emiya dealt with them with a reinforced pipe.

“Do not underestimate them, Master. They have the magical energy of a dragon. A legion of these warriors can sweep through most modern magus.”

She wasn’t wrong. Unless a mage specialized in taking down hordes, they’d be crushed to death beneath the bone warriors.

“Alright. Let’s go.”

He dragged her out of the living room and headed out. Semiramis could take care of the house in their absence.

“Where are we going?”

“The forest where you saved me.”

She pulled his hand, stopping him dead in his tracks. “Master, you should have told me.”

Her robe leaped at him, pressing him against her slender body. He made full use of the opportunity by rubbing his cheeks on her warm breasts. After suffering several seconds of sexual harassment, Medea lifted the robe and pushed him out.

She shut her eyes and breathed a long sigh. “We are here.”

“Huh?”

He turned around to find the chair on which he almost broke down in tears. I forgot that Medea could fly and even teleport. Though the latter had restrictions attached to it.

‘Wonderful.’

He moved to the open area amidst the trees and took his stance. “I’m ready.”

Medea snapped her fingers. A thin blue layer expanded beyond the trees. “I placed a bounded field around us. Ordinary people won’t disturb us.”

Medea tossed several fangs on the ground, and the skeleton soldiers rose, holding swords and lances. Five in total.

“Don’t disappoint me,” Medea said and retreated a step. Her hood couldn’t conceal the thin smile dancing on her lips.

Losing to these mobs? The mere thought made his blood boil. His final aim was Gil’s head since he was the biggest obstacle between him and his mother.

‘Like hell I’d lose!’

He wasn’t nominated to the national jūjutsu competition for nothing. He just had no wish to leave his mother all alone and fly over to Hokkaido, so he could only reject.

As the skeletons had weapons, he had to wait for their attack and disarm them. But the dragon tooth warriors remained frozen in their place.

“Medea?”

Medea also seemed confused. “They aren’t heeding my command to attack you.”

Haruki had a good guess why they did it.

“Ufufu,” Arch giggled. “How cute.”

‘Are they respecting the hierarchy?’

“Yes. Even a barely awakened dragon like you is well above in the hierarchy.”

He groaned at the hopeless situation and punched the dragon tooth warrior's chest. The murky bones snapped before its entire skeleton broke down. Five points of strength could hit with almost the same force as a shotgun. What about Berserker with over fifty points in strength? The thought horrified him.

“You have something else for me to fight?”

“I can create basic skeleton soldiers with the Item Construction skill.”

“Please do.”

A horde of skeletons rose from the ground. Haruki cracked his knuckles.

‘Let’s see how far I can go with these mobs.’