"Scáthach, I am the Alter version of Okita Souji. As for my titles, they are not worth mentioning. But before this, I was also an agent working for Alaya."
Hearing Scáthach's self-introduction, Okita took the initiative to be the one to speak next.
Her expression was indifferent and rather cold, she only showed much emotion when with her master, especially when exercising with him.
Scáthach held her chin while looking at Okita, "I know that, but you are too humble. You are a strong swordsman, you even defeated Artoria of the Saber class not long ago."
Okita did not say anything about that, but Artoria Lancer looked at the other version of herself with a bit of condescension.
"I feel ashamed because of that."
"Huh?!"
Artoria Saber reacted quite violently when she heard what the older version of herself said.
She refrained from glancing at her extremely voluptuous figure with envy and glared at her face.
By the way, the other party was taller than her.
She was a little uncomfortable being the shortest among them.
"What do you mean, Lancer?"
She had heard the name Artoria and knew she was her version of the Lancer class.
Artoria Lancer did not change her expression, but she lowered her head further before saying, "You don't understand? My younger self, your intelligence is even lower than I thought."
"Take back your words, old woman!"
"Hoh? What did you call me?" Artoria Lancer raised one of her eyebrows.
Artoria Saber continued to stare into her eyes fearlessly, "Are you deaf? Oh, that's natural. After all, you are older than me."
"Your eyesight is bad even though you are young, Artoria-chan. Look at this figure and face, this is the ideal figure of a female King."
Artoria Lancer said as she folded her hands under the plump breasts, the corners of her lips raised.
Her mature and mature aura made Artoria Saber a little overwhelmed.
How could this woman be so big?
Wasn't it the same as her, she also drew Excalibur when she was young? Due to the magical effects of Excalibur and Avalon, her physical age should have frozen at the same time.
That was exactly what she experienced.
Her physical age was stuck at 16 years old.
But the Lancer version of her...
Scáthach, Medea and Okita were standing on the other side of the courtyard.
They were watching the two blonde figures facing each other with great interest. With faces so similar to each other, they felt like they were watching a pair of bickering sisters.
"Don't call me that name, only Eiji can do that!"
"Why not? With your identity and appearance, you should be considered my younger sister."
"Nonsense! I don't have an older sister like you, Lancer!"
"Call me big sister."
"That will never happen."
Artoria Saber continued to glare at the woman in front of her, the ahoge on top of her head standing tall and reflecting her frustration.
Artoria Lancer covered her mouth with one hand, "Pfft!"
"What's so funny?!"
"It's you, you're funnier than I thought. With you being like that, no wonder you failed to save your country and gave up."
"...!"
Artoria Saber staggered back slightly, she seemed to have received a mental attack just because of what Artoria Lancer said.
She gnashed her teeth like a lioness whose tail was stepped on, Excalibur appeared in one of her hands and she brandished it at her.
Artoria Lancer did not panic, she was still calm and even cool. She casually pinched Excalibur with her finger.
With a strength that Artoria Saber could not resist, she snatched it from her hand and raised it upside down. In the eyes of Scáthach and the others, she was like an adult stealing candy from a child.
"Give me back my Excalibur!"
"Is this so important to you? Then, take it yourself."
"You...!"
Artoria Saber was enraged, she tried to reclaim her sword with a swift movement.
But Artoria Lancer was faster, she kept dodging every helping hand from her younger self.
Her movements were graceful and she did not let her clothes get touched in the slightest.
Artoria Saber should have benefited from her small figure, but her agility was still inferior to her older self.
"Hey, isn't this a bit much?" Medea asked anxiously.
Artoria Saber came with her to this world, so she felt like she was watching her friend being bullied.
"Don't worry, Artoria Lancer is not bullying her younger self. Not completely."
"So she's still bullying her a little?!"
Scáthach did not answer.
Medea knew what she said was true.
Okita was silent, she was the quietest of the Servants.
"Why? Why do this to me?"
Artoria Saber continued to move until the ground beneath her feet shattered.
"Why?" Artoria Lancer was still easily dodging attacks from her younger self.
She threw Excalibur in her hand into the sky while doing a back flip, her body spinning 360 degrees backwards in the air. Artoria Saber frantically dodged the kick that was about to hit her chin.
Her balance was slightly disturbed and before she could look back at her opponent, Artoria Lancer had recaptured Excalibur and was pointing it at her neck, almost decapitating her.
Artoria Saber froze, she was defeated with just that?
If Lancer wanted to kill her, she would have been dead already.
How high were her stats compared to her? Why was the power gap between them so large?
She was annoyed and increasingly envious of the other version of herself.
"That's because you are too weak and naive. Unlike you who is so dependent on Excalibur and stopped your aging for long term political gain."
"I immediately put away my holy sword after pulling it out of the stone and used the holy lance, Rhongomyniad since the beginning of my reign."
At the mention of her favorite weapon, a silver spear appeared in her other hand.
Eiji had actually returned it to her before he left for the world of Fate. That was why now, she could wield the holy sword and holy lance simultaneously.
Artoria Saber was surprised to see a familiar weapon in her other hand. She knew the Rhongomyniad, but what she knew had a larger size like a pillar of light or a tower that tethered the reality of the human world to the Other Side.
Sometimes she used it to carry out large-scale attacks on her enemies.
But due to its size and type of conceptual weapon, she didn't use it as a primary weapon.
Even so, on the last battlefield before Mordred stabbed her, she found out that Rhongomyniad could be transformed into a spear and used it to stab Mordred.
If she had realized it earlier...
"Rhongomyniad is stronger than Excalibur, you should know this. Because of that, I can defeat all the enemies and unify our country in about 10 years."
"It also only took me about 10 years when I used Excalibur as my main weapon!"
Artoria Saber was beginning to think Artoria Lancer was overestimating herself just because she used Rhongomyniad as her main weapon.
However, Artoria Lancer shook her head and looked at her younger self with a dismissive expression.
"I'm not comparing the speed between us. But the fact that you didn't choose Rhongomyniad as your primary weapon. If you did, you would at least be more useful to Eiji."
"Y-You think I'm useless? I only lost to Okita!"
"....." Okita wondered if she was wrong for being too strong a swordsman?
She probably should have held back a little earlier.
"Not only that, do you know what happens to me when the collapse of the kingdom comes? Unlike you who failed and was killed by Mordred. The Rhongomyniad enabled me to kill all traitors and those who opposed me. I cling to my holy lance until I have a better end than you."
Artoria Lancer looked into the distance as if reminiscing about the past. For a moment, she seemed to return to being the emotionless Goddess Rhongomyniad.
"What?! You managed to do that with Rhongomyniad?!"
Artoria Saber was struck by lightning (that's a metaphor), she did not expect the difference in choosing the main weapon to enable another version of herself to have a better ending than her.
Her regret grew.
She couldn't help but think that if only she had chosen Rhongomyniad in the first place...
Her kingdom would not have collapsed and perhaps only a few of her comrades would have died on the battlefield.
Artoria Saber stood like a statue with a blank expression.
Medea glanced at her anxiously and again asked Scáthach, "Are we not going to stop them now?"
"Medea, this is a matter between Artoria Saber and Artoria Lancer. As long as they do not kill each other, there is no need for us to interfere."
Somehow, Scáthach had become a leader among the Servants.
Medea even obeyed her words like a good subordinate.
Understood, boss!
"You could also do it if you weren't so naive and were gentle with the traitors. For example Lancelot, his affair with Guinevere created a rift in Camelot."
"Unlike you who didn't punish him properly after giving you the green hat. I perforated his chest with my holy lance and made an example of him to anyone who dared to betray me."
Artoria Lancer's words sounded so cold, she didn't even have a hint of good feelings for Lancelot after what he did.
"As for Guinevere? I told her to kill herself and she did. The result was maintaining trust and loyalty in my kingdom."
"After that, only Mordred was foolish enough to lead a massive rebellion to seize the throne with those who were dissatisfied with Guinevere's death."
"They all died under the holy lance attack."
"....." Artoria Saber.
Compared to Lancer's version of her, her life was full of failures.
Everything she did was almost like the opposite of Lancer.
Regret and jealousy turned into anger, she clenched her fists and looked at her other self coldly.
"So what, what do you want me to do by saying all that?! Kill everyone who betrayed me in the past like you? I would do it if I could! But the Holy Grail is troubled and can't grant my wish!"
"Simple, you don't need to bother changing the past and the defense of your current mind. Don't let yourself be gentle to the people who betrayed you again because you are me. That's what I want."
"???"
What Artoria Lancer said made Artoria Saber have several question marks above her head.
Artoria Lancer then threw the Excalibur in her hand back into the hands of its original owner.
But not only that, she took out another Excalibur and threw it to her younger self as well.
Artoria Saber caught both Excalibur reflexively and asked, "What is the meaning of this? Why did you also give me your Excalibur?"
"That's not my Excalibur, I threw it into the lake a long time ago. What you are holding now is the Excalibur I received from Eiji and it is stronger than our Excalibur combined. Use it from now on, you need it more than me."
Artoria Lancer indifferently put away her beloved holy lance and snorted before walking back towards the others.
Artoria Saber held both Excalibur in her hands with a dumbfounded expression. Ever since she met Eiji, she was always surprised by unusual things.
For example, where did he get Excalibur that was even stronger than hers and Lancer's?
And he gave it to Lancer just like it was a cabbage.
Lancer also now gave it to her.
Could it be that Excalibur wasn't worth much in this world?
From now on, she should probably learn the double sword technique.
"Are you done giving your younger sister lessons, tsundere? Ah, Artoria."
"Scáthach, do not mock me. And you misunderstand, I am doing this only so that she does not shame me with her weakness."
Artoria Lancer glared at the purple-haired woman wearing a tight black bodysuit.
Scáthach smiled amusedly.
Whether she believed it or not, Artoria Lancer knew and refrained from continuing to argue with her.
Artoria Saber walked towards the group, she looked at her older self with a complicated look.
She suddenly felt a little grateful to her.
But in the end, she didn't say it.
At least not before she avenged the bullying she did to her.
"Artoria-chan, congratulations. You have two Excalibur now."
"Medea, are you mocking me?"
"Of course not, I don't dare."
"....."
She didn't believe in the woman nicknamed the Witch of Betrayal. Compared to her, former Alaya agents like Okita were more trustworthy.
Not long ago, they had even had a threesome with Eiji.
...
Eiji did not know the relationship of his servants was getting better.
At that time, he was actually immersed in the pleasure of Grayfia's service. After an hour passed, he immediately drove one of his cars.
This time, he used his dark blue Lamborghini and attracted the attention of the women on the street.
Soon, he arrived at a cafe and walked in.
"Eiji! Eiji, here~!"
Marin stood up and waved her hand from one of the tables.
In this meeting, she was wearing a mini skirt with a dark blue plaid pattern combined with black stripes.
The skirt was paired with a plain white shirt top under a relaxed black crop top that showed her belly button. Combined with black socks and sneakers, her fashion style was that of a Harajuku girl.
"Sorry to keep you waiting so long, Marin. By the way, you look really cool today."
Eiji said that casually after he sat down in front of her.
This was a skill that he had honed hundreds of times and was highly effective.
The proof was Marin blushing slightly and asking, "Really? This is actually the second time I've tried the fashion style of the girls in Harujuku."
"I never lie when complimenting a girl."
[Especially your stomach and belly button, it looks beautiful, Marin.]
Hearing Eiji's inner voice.
Your focus is on that?!
Eiji, you pervert.
Marin complained in her heart, but she didn't feel disgusted and was actually happy that the boy she had been waiting for for so long praised her appearance to that extent.
"Can I order first? I'm a little thirsty." Eiji asked.
"Of course!"
How could Marin refuse?
As a high-level extrovert, she even recommended some specific drinks for him.
Eiji chose one of them and drank it. After the atmosphere between them completely blended with the other customers in the cafe. Finally, he asked, "So what do you need from me?"
"This..." Marin looked hesitant and embarrassed to say it.
After all, they had only met twice in person and while he was busy changing many plots in the other world.
He did not reply to many of her messages so he might not be sure if her request was too shameless.
"Just say the word, Marin. I'm not narcissistic enough to think a girl as pretty as you invited me to meet at a café just for a date."
"At least for now."
Eiji's words sounded humble.
But any girl would feel embarrassed hearing them and Marin was no exception.
[Our king, do it! This girl is beautiful and sexy, she deserves to join your big family.]
Ahem! Leme, we're just friends.
[Friends? You seriously said that?]
Miss System, we're definitely just friends now.
Now, but in the near future...
Needless to say, anyone who knew Eiji knew how every woman who met him ended up becoming his woman.
"Then, can you help me with my cosplay project?!"
Marin was so excited that she shouted inside the cafe.
All the stares of the other customers were directed at them because of that.
She didn't realize it, now she was staring at Eiji's handsome face with a more expectant gaze.
She had been holding back on asking for his help in this matter ever since finding out he had god-level sewing skills.
She didn't know if it was true, but she was sure he wasn't lying in his heart.
"Cosplay? I remember you once said it was a hobby of yours. Well... Okay, I don't mind helping. Is this about making costumes?"
"Yes! Eiji, I love doing cosplay but I'm not good at sewing..."
"You're asking me for help with sewing?"
Eiji knew this day was coming, but he still pretended to be surprised.
Marin nodded her head. For a moment, there was an illusion that made her look like a chibi version of herself.
She looked so cute.
"Sure, but I was wondering how you knew I could sew?"
[I'm sure I never told Marin that I have god-level sewing skills.]
[After all, I'm a humble person.]
The other heroines: "....."
Many of them couldn't believe Eiji was such a humble person.
Marin suddenly panicked and it took a while for her to answer, "I just guessed and didn't expect it to be true."
"Oh."
[You thought I would believe it? But forget it, I can't refuse a request from a pretty girl.]
Yey~!
Marin seemed to cheer silently.
In the next second, they discussed the details of the cosplay project.
For example, what character she wanted to portray, she unhesitatingly replied, "I want to cosplay as Shizuku-tan!"
She then informed Eiji that Shizuku-tan's full name is Shizuku Kuroe. She is the main character of her favorite eroge manga, Slippery Girls 2 (Saint Slippery's Academy for Girls).
Eiji remembers that in the original work, Shizuku-tan was Marin's first cosplay made by Gojo.
Speaking of the protagonist of My Dress-Up Darling, he glanced at a boy with short black hair who happened to have just come out of the barber shop across the street.
He couldn't believe this was a coincidence, this was destiny created by some halo above his head.
When their gazes met, strangely the other party's face froze and his skin color gradually turned green.
[Interesting, I haven't used my Future Insight since returning to this world, so I don't know what's wrong with protagonist Gojo.]
Marin: "?"
Gojo? Which franchise's protagonist is that?
She doesn't think she has anything to do with him.