Type-Moon, is this really not the Reverse Side of the World?

"Heh." Lin Jiuan returned her expression with a cold sneer. What a joke. Even if I can't beat you, as long as my will is strong enough, do you think a woman like you can force me? Today, I, Lin Jiuan, will show you who is the master of this bo—

RIP!

Magical energy swelled. Moonlight spilled in. Gilgamesh's skin was snow-white and delicate, flawless from head to toe. The parts that should be full were perfectly so, and the parts that should be slender were perfectly lean. Her body was like the singular, most perfect work of a biased god who had poured all his effort into it.

For a moment, Lin Jiuan was lost in a daze.

"Heh."

It wasn't until Gilgamesh let out a disdainful laugh, her blood-red eyes filled with mockery, as if to say, 'Hah, men,' that Lin Jiuan snapped out of it. He looked down and was instantly filled with grief and indignation. My little brother, what are you doing?!

Just as Gilgamesh sat down, all sound suddenly ceased. A pitch-black light blotted out the moon. Golden armor instantly appeared on Gilgamesh's body, a golden shield in her hand. The next second, a pillar of light filled with an evil and corrupting aura tore through the courtyard wall, the house wall, and the furniture, smashing into the shield. The immense impact sent the unprepared Gilgamesh flying backward.

"Jiuan, are you okay?" Irisviel ran in from the breach, tenderly embracing the au-naturel Lin Jiuan. "I'm sorry, I failed to protect you."

"I'm fine." It would have been better if you'd been just a little slower, though. Lin Jiuan forced a smile, his gaze falling on Artoria, who was wielding a jet-black longsword and wearing jet-black armor.

Sensing his gaze, she turned to look at him, a bewitching smile on her face as she licked her lips with her pink tongue.

Lin Jiuan: "???"

"Saber!" Irisviel didn't notice Artoria's small gesture. Her full attention was on Lin Jiuan. Holding him, she ran to Artoria's side. "It's almost dawn. Let's go."

During the day, fighting between Masters and Servants was forbidden. This was a decree from the Mage's Association and the Holy Church to prevent the exposure of mystery to ordinary people. Violators would be targeted by all other Servants, Masters, the Church, and the Association.

"Alright." Artoria scooped them both up, one in each arm, and with a single leap, disappeared from the ruins. The next second, countless Noble Phantasms rained down on the spot where she had just been standing.

Gilgamesh emerged from the smoky ruins, her blood-red eyes filled with unconcealed fury. A strange, cruel smile appeared on her lips. "Good. Very good."

"Your Majesty?!" Just then, Aoi's panicked figure ran out from the ruins. "Have you seen Jiuan? I can't find him."

"Saber took him," Gilgamesh said indifferently.

"What?" Hearing this, urgency filled Aoi's eyes. She subconsciously wanted to ask Gilgamesh to get him back. But before the words left her mouth, a ray of light pierced the darkness in the corner of her eye. Day was breaking.

A look of struggle between reason and desire appeared on Aoi's face. Finally, looking at Gilgamesh's extremely cold expression, Aoi advised, "Your Majesty, perhaps we should wait until tonight to teach them a lesson and get Jiuan back."

"Oh?" Gilgamesh looked at Aoi with interest. "What, have you grown tired of him?"

"No, Your Majesty! Jiuan will always be my favorite child! I would never give him up, even if I die."

Aoi retorted, explaining, "However, from my contact with Irisviel, although I despise that wicked woman for seducing Jiuan, she probably won't harm him."

"And the Holy Grail War forbids Servants from fighting during the day. Otherwise, they will be besieged by other Servants, Masters, and even the Holy Church and the Mage's Association," she continued. "Although your great power fears none of these—even a great number of enemies are but ants to you—at that time, Jiuan, my two daughters, and the Tohsaka family will have no place left in this world. So, I hope you can, for our sake, restrain your anger just a little."

"Oh? And what if this king insists on going now?"

Aoi lowered her head and said without hesitation, "I will go with you to take him back."

That had been a rational statement born from her love for her daughters. But in reality, Aoi desperately wanted to hold Lin Jiuan in her arms again, right now, to keep him within her sight at all times. If Gilgamesh insisted, she would just run away with her and Lin Jiuan. The Mage's Association and the Holy Church, no matter how depraved, wouldn't take their anger out on two children like Rin and Sakura.

Gilgamesh tilted her chin up slightly, her blood-red eyes looking down on Aoi. The corners of her lips, once a flat line, slowly curled upwards until she burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Aoi, this king is growing more and more fond of you!"

A person driven purely by reason is too dull; one can see through them easily without even using Clairvoyance. A person driven purely by desire is just a mindless lunatic, disgusting to behold. But someone like Aoi Tohsaka—whose desires were incredibly strong, who, after long repression, pathologically craved pleasure, yet could still rely on her love for her daughters and her reason to barely suppress those desires and make a relatively correct choice, but who could still go wild when necessary—that was the most delightful kind of toy!

"Rest assured, Aoi." Gilgamesh stood upon the ruins, the rising sun becoming her backdrop, willingly adorning her from behind.

"Tonight, he will return to your side once more."

The Einzbern Castle.

Irisviel had just left Lin Jiuan's room when she saw Artoria standing not far down the corridor. "Saber, what are you doing here?"

"Surveying the terrain, so that I can rush over immediately if an enemy Servant infiltrates for a sneak attack." Artoria, looking no different from usual aside from her changed hair and eye color, explained seriously, "When in an unfamiliar environment, familiarizing oneself with the local terrain is a knight's duty."

"Saber is so reliable." Irisviel smiled gently, then, as if remembering something, said, "Oh, right, I also need to conduct a thorough inspection of this workshop. Would you like to join me, Saber?"

"No, I will stand guard here, to prevent anyone from sneaking Jiuan away."

Irisviel didn't suspect a thing and nodded with a serious expression. "You're right. We must be careful. After all, Jiuan is so cute, and there are too many bad women outside who covet him."

Watching Irisviel's retreating back, a flash of guilt crossed Artoria's eyes. It was as if two little figures were at war in her mind.

Angel: Artoria, what about the justice and chivalry you've always upheld?

Devil: To hell with chivalry! Can chivalry defend a country? Go! Follow your desires! No, this is to obtain more power! This is for the Holy Grail! This is to save our country!

Angel: Can you do this to Iri and still face her?

Devil: Look at what Archer and her Master have already done to him. One more person won't make a difference. Besides, it's fine as long as Iri doesn't find out, right?

Gradually, the struggle and guilt in Artoria's eyes were replaced by intense desire. After the sound of Irisviel's footsteps had faded for some time, Artoria reached out and gripped the doorknob.

I'm sorry, Iri. I'm a bad woman, too.

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