GUARDIAN OF THE MARVEL REALM

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Although Mikoto Misaka was drawn out, Shen He was still very pleased.

Her strength was not weak, and her culinary abilities were on par with the best.

But there was the issue of Misaka Mikoto Alter, which created some awkwardness.

Misaka Mikoto at the same level could not stand up to Misaka Mikoto Alter at all. The two were practically identical—like having two five-star servants, with the same magic consumption and the same "dog food" shared among them. Their abilities overlapped so thoroughly that there was little distinguishing them. In a situation where reinforcements were scarce, the decision was always made based on the highest efficiency possible.

As a result, Misaka Mikoto remained at level fourteen.

Truth be told, this was a big blow to the already stronger Pao Sister. After Shen He explained the situation, she had been downcast for several days.

Shen He had considered comforting her, but he soon realized that she channeled her disappointment into a fierce training regimen instead.

From level 1 to level 5, Sister Pao had relied purely on her own efforts and was not one to give up easily.

That's good, Shen He thought to himself.

After summoning followers, the limitations that once existed no longer applied. This didn't just refer to their levels but allowed them to continuously grow and improve.

For example, Joan of Arc had taken it upon herself to teach magic to everyone.

It became clear that while not all magic could be learned, there were certain types that were accessible, particularly those specialized for enhancing one's magical abilities.

When it came to legendary spells, beliefs, and sheer willpower, however, they were useless.

It would be nice if he could summon a true magic master.

Shen He mused inwardly.

The elder Aleister was a true master of magic. However, the magic of the Forbidden World was tied to faith, and not even someone with Shen He's abundance of magic could learn it. The only practical use of his magic was to reinforce his followers or apply it to magical equipment.

Ah, how he longed for a master craftsman to be summoned.

But he held back his thoughts. After all, he was still considering summoning Black Zhen, Altria, and Icarus.

Just thinking about it was enough to make him impatient.

"Let's do a summon," Shen He declared suddenly when he returned to his room that night.

"Why summon now?" Jeanne asked, puzzled.

Shen He had originally planned to save his summoning stones for the future, banking on the possibility that a new partner would have a higher chance of appearing if more were accumulated.

"I feel so lucky right now. It feels like I'm bound to get a five-star servant," he explained, though he couldn't admit that his urge to summon came from his desire to obtain powerful cooks.

Jeanne's eyes widened, though she was quick to respond with support. "Then, let's try it."

Summoning was always about luck. Whether you summoned now or later didn't make much difference.

"Just one ten-fold summon," Shen He decided.

Despite his resolve, his hands were still trembling slightly.

Shaking the stone meant pushing luck to its limit. Most people who got caught up in such whims ended up regretting it. If the summoning failed, he could just act spoiled and let Jeanne comfort him in a swimsuit—at least that's what Shen He hoped. With that thought, he pressed the button for ten consecutive summons.

The pool was from the regular card pool.

The familiar summoning interface appeared, and the usual Samsung props flew out, many of them being common items.

But then, a sudden golden flash lit up the screen.

Shen He blinked, eyes widening.

Name: Death Note

From: Death Note

Rating: Four-star equipment

Effect: Write down the name of anyone, and you can kill them (if they are ordinary humans).

It was a four-star item, but its effects were less than impressive. Killing ordinary people? With their current strength, there was no need for something like this. The only advantage was the simplicity of the method—kill with no trace left behind.

But Shen He didn't give up. His eyes remained fixed on the summoning interface, hoping for the four-star guarantee to show something better.

When the ninth summon arrived, Shen He froze, his heart pounding.

Ding: Congratulations! You've summoned a three-star rare servant, Nakiri Erina.

Nakiri Erina? Who was that again?

Shen He's mind briefly went blank.

Ding: Nakiri Erina has declined the summoning request. You have ten minutes to make a decision.

—

Shen He almost choked on his own breath. This was too fast—it was like being hit by a truck. How could she reject the summon so quickly? It felt like a ghostly apparition.

However, with his exceptional memory, Shen He recalled who she was: Nakiri Erina, the heroine from Food Wars! (Shokugeki no Soma).

"What happened?" Jeanne asked, noticing Shen He's change in expression. "Did someone get summoned?"

"Yeah, but she rejected me right away," Shen He said with gritted teeth. "Wait a minute... I'll make her stay."

Though Nakiri Erina was a three-star servant from a non-combat category, who could reject the King of the Food World, especially one with such culinary prowess?

Shen He knew the value of the cook, and he couldn't let her go. Besides, he could already offer her ingredients from countless worlds. Perhaps this would convince her.

In a bid to convince her, Shen He sent a clear, seductive thought: "As a chef, you've been limited by the ingredients on Earth. Don't you feel frustrated? If you agree to be summoned, you'll have access to ingredients from all over the multiverse, reaching new heights in your culinary art."

He refrained from mentioning legendary kitchenware. That would have been too much of a temptation, even for a cook of Erina's caliber.

At that moment, Nagiri Erina, who was enjoying a long bath in a hot spring, felt a chill run down her spine. The voice in her mind seemed like an illusion, but as she stood up from the steaming waters, her flawless skin shimmered in the heat. Perhaps it was the recent cooking bottleneck she had been experiencing, but she felt an unusual restlessness.

She thought of dismissing the voice as a figment of her imagination. But then, a thought crossed her mind—What if there are ingredients from other worlds? Could it really be true?

The moment that thought surfaced, the surrounding environment shifted dramatically.

She found herself standing in a grand room resembling a castle, her gaze locking with the wide-eyed man in front of her.

For half a minute, the two stared at each other in silence. Then, the information flooded into her mind, and the realization dawned upon her. She let out a shrill scream, characteristic of a woman in shock, before instinctively kicking at the man before her.

Shen He, ever alert, caught her foot, his hand brushing against her wet skin.

"Damn it!" Shen He groaned inwardly. Why would someone agree to be summoned in the bath of all places?!

To make matters worse, this was in front of Joan

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