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

Sola-Ui could no longer maintain her cold facade, her face filled with fear of the unknown. It was just her and Jiuan in the bathroom. Even Kayneth and Diarmuid next door hadn't noticed anything, and she had carefully rinsed her mouth several times afterwards. How did this woman find out?

Lin Jiuan studied the woman holding Sola-Ui. She had short silver hair, her features were sharp and heroic, yet she exuded an indescribable, alluring aura. Her ample white chest strained against her white shirt and unbuttoned black coat. The half-buttoned shirt revealed a sliver of pale midriff, with a clear line of abs running down to her alluring navel, disappearing into black hot pants that barely covered her thighs. Below, her legs were plump yet perfectly proportioned, long and slender like wine glasses full of ruby-red liquid, making one want to take a sip.

Finally, Lin Jiuan's gaze fell on the three crimson lines of a Command Spell on the back of the hand holding the gun. Having completely confirmed her identity, he spoke coldly, "What do you want?"

Natalia Kaminski. Kiritsugu Emiya's foster mother and mentor. Though a magus herself, she was a bounty hunter who hunted for profit. She was arguably the biggest influence on Kiritsugu. She had accepted a commission from the Mage's Association to hunt down Norikata Emiya, tracking him to the Southeast Asian island where he and his son were hiding. There, she coincidentally saved Kiritsugu and, at his request, helped him kill his father. Afterwards, she negotiated with the Association, allowing Kiritsugu to partially inherit the Emiya family's Magic Crest. Then, she adopted him and taught him all the skills and knowledge needed to be a 'hunter'. And then... then, during a mission on a plane that went wrong, just as she was about to retire and become his 'mother', she was killed by Kiritsugu in the name of greater justice, plane and all.

Though he didn't know why she hadn't died at Kiritsugu's hands and had come to Fuyuki to participate in the Holy Grail War, that was clearly not important right now.

"Oh, you know me, cutie pie?" Natalia looked at him with interest.

Lin Jiuan ignored her, instead looking at the panicked Sola-Ui and explaining, "She has partial succubus blood. She's extremely sensitive to that sort of thing. She probably smelled the residue you didn't clean out of your mouth properly. But don't worry, this woman won't hurt you."

With that, Lin Jiuan turned a cold eye on Natalia, his presence suddenly as imposing as a six-foot man looking down, not a hobbit. "Spit it out. Who's behind you, and what do you want?"

The words had just left his mouth when he felt an exceptionally soft body press against his back. His pupils contracted. When? He had been concentrating his senses on his surroundings, able to detect even Kiritsugu at close range, but this woman... he hadn't sensed her presence at all, not even when she hugged him.

The soft body wrapped its arms around his shoulders, resting its chin on his shoulder and blowing hot air onto his earlobe. "It's me, little one."

It was a girl's voice, so pleasant that all the words in the world couldn't describe its beauty. Lin Jiuan stiffly lowered his head. The hands... they were like perfect works of art, the skin fair, the fingers long and slender, without a single flaw. So perfect that even a gay man, upon seeing them, would be cured of his orientation and become a hopeless hand fetishist.

"Who are you?" Although he didn't sense any killing intent, only a great deal of seduction, Lin Jiuan didn't dare to let his guard down. The more beautiful the woman, the crazier she was. This had been perfectly proven by Gilgamesh.

And from what Lin Jiuan knew of Type-Moon, for female Heroic Spirits, 'Beauty', 'Power', and 'Sanity' formed an impossible triangle. A female Servant could only possess two of the three. And considering the need to sell merchandise, Type-Moon, a Japanese company, had never produced an ugly female Servant. Since this woman could embrace him from behind without him noticing, her power was clearly far beyond his current level. That meant the 'tag' this woman couldn't possess was obvious. This woman is definitely insane!

"Take a guess," the girl's voice giggled. Every breath that caressed his ear made his own breathing quicken uncontrollably.

Lin Jiuan looked up at Natalia, who was now holding Sola-Ui, covering her mouth and rendering her completely immobile. She could only make muffled, angry noises, forced to watch him being teased. The person controlling him was definitely Natalia's Servant. Considering Natalia had succubus blood, and the immense power of the person behind him, her beautiful voice and hands, her ability to predict his teleportation point, her flirtatious way of speaking, and her wandering hands... it wasn't hard to guess who she was.

"Merlin," Lin Jiuan said coldly. "What are you trying to... fuck?!"

A sudden assault on his earlobe made him jump. He tried to struggle free but couldn't break the embrace of her slender arms. He could only listen to the muffled, resentful voice so close to his ear. "My name is Merli, you know."

"Jiuan, you're so mean. You even know little Natalia's name, but you pretend not to know mine."

"Is there a difference?" Lin Jiuan gritted his teeth, his voice trembling. He felt his body burning up, a fire he couldn't suppress rising in his lower abdomen. The more he thought, the angrier he got. This succubus was clearly named Merlin, yet she was playing word games with him. He figured that even if he called her Merli, she would just say, "But my name is Merlin!" In short, this damn succubus was just trying to mess with him!

"What do you really want?"

"Of course I want to do you, cutie pie."

This again?! Can't you women come up with something new?!! Fine, from now on I won't use that word anymore, dammit!

"Mmph, mmmph?!" Sola-Ui watched as her Jiuan was held and shamelessly molested by another woman right in front of her. Helpless, she could only watch, two lines of humiliated tears streaming down her cheeks. No!!!

....

Joine support me to read the story in advance

My patron: patreon.com/ImNova724

HP : The Frail-Looking, Iron-Fisted Beauty of Harry Potter 40 Chapter

In Type-Moon: Creating a Magecraft Family Lineage 100 Chapter

Type-Moon, is this really not the Reverse Side of the World? 69 Chapter