Chapter 620

Upon learning that joining the Crystal Palace would allow her to stay by her Master Sakura's side even more openly and legitimately, Medea agreed without hesitation.

She did not hesitate, decisively accepting Broly's invitation; the Crystal Palace's total membership reached fifty-nine.

The wives in the Group Chat Room were somewhat startled by yet another newcomer, so Broly explained the situation once.

Seeing that she was a guardian/attendant-type member similar to Ghislaine, everyone expressed their welcome but did not engage in much further conversation.

"Broly..."

Wearing red-framed glasses, Aozaki Touko — who appeared with a subjective, humane, and gentle personality — looked at him with expectation in her eyes.

"Here, the Killing Stone you wanted."

Broly knew what she wanted and directly fished out a piece of the Food Spirit World's specialty stone from the Crystal Palace.

"Thanks~"

Having obtained new otherworldly research material, the onee-san-style Aozaki Touko was very pleased; she leaned forward, kissed the boy on the cheek, then sealed the Killing Stone with magecraft and stuffed it into her pocket.

At first, becoming the boy's wife was somewhat forced, but now — having reached the Root, researching otherworldly demon flesh, and now acquiring a special stone said to contain the rules of the power of life and death — she could only say that eating this hard-earned rice bowl of Broly's was truly delicious.

Perhaps in the future she would have to endure the grown boy's thrust, but she was a woman, and given her previous personality, she most likely would never have had a marriage partner until death; however, being able to have a man who could let her experience a complete woman's life was also not a bad thing.

Coincidentally, she could also take the opportunity to research the subject of otherworldly Saiyan children being gestated by a mother body in this world.

"The food's ready, time to eat~"

After chatting a bit more with the Killing Stone from the Food Spirit World, Shirou Emiya, this little cooking man, finally finished the meal.

Along with the two male masters of the Emiya Old Residence — the human and the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu Emiya — they carried in serving basins larger than their faces.

Hisau Maiya and the two former Einzbern Family maids helped bring bowls and chopsticks, but the room couldn't fit this many people for a meal, so some ate out in the corridor — for example, Heracles, due to his large build.

"Another bowl."

This Archer-class Great Hero practically ate one bowl per mouthful; Shirou Emiya sat beside him, helping refill his rice and add dishes, the very picture of a virtuous wife and good mother.

"This food is really delicious."

"That's right, my little brother's Home Economics cooking grade in school was a perfect score."

Ilya tilted her head back, praising her little brother's culinary skill endlessly.

"As long as it suits your taste, that is best."

Shirou Emiya responded modestly; this Emiya family meal was eaten with great enjoyment.

At night, Broly stayed at the Emiya Residence, sleeping cuddled up with his wives.

Of course, toward Medea, whom he fundamentally did not know well, Broly had no intention of actively getting close.

He merely listened to little Sakura tell the other woman's story before bed.

"She fell in love with that guy Jason because she was struck by the Arrow of the God of Love; this is obviously no different from injecting drugs to control a woman's behavior..."

"Of course, if that guy had cherished Medea in the end it would be fine, but he went and dumped Medea — what a bastard, right?"

"Although we cannot judge the mindset and values of the Age of Gods from a modern perspective, it was indeed excessive."

"Exactly, even if he liked another princess, why couldn't he just marry both of them together..."

The nighttime room chat made Medea, participating for the first time, listen with her mouth corners twitching; although all her life's tragedies were caused by that man Jason, her reputation as the Witch of Betrayal was undeniably formed by her own deeds.

And asking her to serve one man together with another woman, even if that woman was also a princess — was this a joke?

On the contrary, this group before her, discussing her story so enthusiastically — they lived in modern society, yet they were remarkably open-minded about their partner having many wives.

This was something Medea, who had accepted modern common sense and knowledge infusion after arriving in this era, found somewhat difficult to understand.

Holding such doubts in her heart, Medea found a chance to chat privately with the girl the next day and asked: "Master, don't you think your future little husband has a few too many women around him?"

She was the Witch of Betrayal, a failed marriage veteran, but if she could do it over, with her experience of losing in love rivalry, she might not necessarily fail again.

Therefore, as long as her Master had the desire to compete for her partner's love, she would spare no effort in helping her Master defeat the other rivals and win that boy for herself.

"There are a few, but isn't that perfectly normal?"

"Eh?"

"Broly-niisan is outstanding, and he always brings happiness to others; it's only natural that many people like him."

Little Sakura explained.

"Master, don't you feel upset?"

"Eh, Medea-san, what are you saying? Why would I feel upset?"

"You love him so much, yet he attracts bees and butterflies; just yesterday he openly invited me to become his wife right in front of you."

"Oh, you mean that? He actually did it for the Happiness Points."

"Hm?"

Little Sakura looked at her Servant in puzzlement and explained the Crystal Palace's Happiness Points system to her.

Incidentally, she also told her about how she was saved from a terrible fate by Broly when she was little.

"Although the ever-increasing Crystal Palace members will divide Broly-niisan's attention, compared to something like jealousy, I hope more that he can live better.

In the words of Akame's group, we are actually Broly-niisan's wings; and most of those who can join the Crystal Palace share this mindset..."

【Rather than obtaining happiness for oneself, wanting the person one loves to obtain happiness?】

Watching the girl's happy appearance as she spoke of the boy, Medea gained some insight into so-called love.

【Love is selfish, but also selfless; the boy saved the Master in her childhood, and the Master has liked him ever since.】

【And if, when I was mired in a quagmire, someone had come to save me, would I have fallen in love with that person too?】

Thinking of this, Medea's thoughts paused — she suddenly realized that the person who saved her did exist: the girl before her eyes.

"Little Sakura..."

"What is it, Medea-san?"

"Let me help too; if making that child happy is your happiness."

"Uh, okay."

Sakura looked at the witch girl with a determined expression. Although she didn't know why the other was so eager, she still nodded in agreement.

"Broly, I'll feed you an apple~"

After entering the room, Medea began feeding the Saiyan boy.

Broly: "???"

Sakura: "???"

Others: "???"

Where was the promised escort-vassal-type wife? Why did she look like she was planning to rise in rank to become an official wife?

【Miss Medea, you really are betraying the witch, are you betraying me directly now?!】

Sakura had cut a fruit platter, intending to feed the boy herself, but her own Servant had moved first.

"Broly-gege, I'll feed you too!"

She hurriedly put down the fruit platter, picked up another piece of apple, and she and her Servant, one on the left and one on the right, held the apple pieces on toothpicks up to the boy's mouth.

Broly didn't hesitate, eating the apple piece in Sakura's hand in one bite. After making the girl beam with joy, he looked at the witch girl with a strange gaze and asked, "Miss Medea, what happened? Why are you suddenly being so attentive to me?"

"The Master's happiness is making you feel happy. I want the Master to be happy, so I'm trying to make you feel happy, so you can gain more Happiness Points."

Medea gave an answer. Although her answer was a bit convoluted, Broly still understood what she meant.

"Miss Medea, I must remind you of one thing. We aren't that close. You being good to me and feeding me things does make me happy, but honestly, just relying on apple pieces might make it a bit difficult to generate value-added Happiness Points from interacting with you on your end."

"Then, what should I do to make you feel happy?"

Medea asked seriously.

"You don't need to do anything for me. You just need to do something for yourself. As long as you can feel happy yourself, I will naturally receive the corresponding Happiness Points produced by you, and naturally be able to continue building the Crystal Palace's internal space, adding bricks and tiles for everyone's happiness."

"Do something for myself?"

Medea frowned.

"But how can I make myself happy?"

She asked.

"You'll have to ask yourself. What I can tell you is that even before you joined the Crystal Palace, you already had a Happiness Value. Obviously, you had been feeling happy before I came to this world."

Everyone looked at Sakura. Before joining the Crystal Palace, not everyone in the Crystal Palace was unhappy, but those who could have Happiness Value changes were basically those who had been in contact with Broly.

However, the current situation might be extended further. Official members who have already joined the Crystal Palace can actually replace Broly in capturing other targets recognized by the Crystal Palace but who haven't joined yet, and make them produce Happiness Values.

"I understand. Thank you for your guidance."

Medea was also a smart woman. After pondering Broly's words, she realized what her own happiness actually was.

"Master, I look forward to your continued guidance in the future."

After saying this to Sakura, Medea handed the apple piece in her hand to the girl, gesturing that the girl could continue feeding the boy.

"emmm, this feeling... if Broly grows up in the future and gets tired doing intimate things with Sakura, will she help push his butt from behind?"

"I'll push for you."

"Miss Karen, Miss Hua, please don't say things like that."

Asagami Fujino stood between the two, often feeling she wasn't sharp-tongued enough and didn't quite fit in with these two.

"I don't think Broly will get tired. Lifting his butt is the real deal."

Ryougi Shiki said from the side.

"Hey hey hey, you girls, can you stop being so lewd?!"

Fujimura Taiga had a headache. These high school and middle school students, each one bolder than the last.

"Fujian-sensei, Ryougi and the others are pubescent girls, please understand."

Aozaki Touko laughed hahaha, drinking beer while speaking to Fujimura Taiga.

The two were of similar age, and in the Crystal Palace group of this world, they got along.

Of course, limited to non-magecraft issues.

The Kiriyu Restaurant topic didn't continue in the room.

The arrival of the two guests interrupted it.

The visitors were a youth with long black hair and a burly man wearing a white T-shirt with "Great War Strategy" printed on it even in the middle of autumn. These two were none other than Waver Velvet and the King of Conquerors, Iskandar. Who else could they be?

And they, as the last victors of the previous Fuyuki Great Holy Grail War who had destroyed the polluted Great Holy Grail, also intervened when the Fifth Great Holy Grail Ritual was being prepared in Fuyuki City.

At first, Waver wanted to stop the polluted Great Holy Grail from being rebuilt and the ritual held, but later, after learning that Illya of the Emiya Residence's purpose was not for the Great Holy Grail, but to retrieve her mother's consciousness absorbed by the previous Great Holy Grail, they reached a deal.

The content was: they would help rebuild the Great Holy Grail system on this side of Fuyuki City, but after Illya achieved her goal of retrieving Irisviel's consciousness on her end, they would join forces to dismantle the problematic polluted Holy Grail.

And today they came because, after the Fifth Holy Grail War ended, Waver, while visiting the elderly couple he had once hypnotized, noticed the abnormality in Fuyuki City's sky last night.

"I suspect it's because the polluted Great Holy Grail wasn't completely dismantled cleanly. If left alone, it might trigger a disaster like ten years ago."

After hearing Waver's words, the expressions of Broly's Wives became somewhat subtle.

"Why do you have those expressions? This is a very serious matter."

Although Waver was almost thirty, he still had the sense of justice from his youth and was very dissatisfied with their nonchalant looks.

"Mr. Waver, regarding this, I think you really don't need to worry."

"What?"

"Because the one causing the abnormal celestial phenomenon is our home's Broly."

Rin Tohsaka pointed to the side, at the Saiyan boy behind everyone, and said.

"Huh?!"

Waver and the King of Conquerors looked in the direction Rin Tohsaka pointed. Upon seeing the Saiyan boy, their memories immediately returned to ten years ago.

Although they hadn't approached to witness it back then, they still knew about the shocking scene of the other clashing beams with the King of Heroes, which led to the arrival of the False Holy Grail era.

"Thank you. Without you, ten years ago, the final victors might not have been us."

Waver did thank the boy.

"Since that's how things are, then it's us who disturbed you."

He stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, kid Broly, want to spar a bit?"

The King of Conquerors proposed.

"Hm?"

Broly looked over.

"Hey, are you crazy, actually wanting to fight a monster... hm, terrifying powerhouse like that?"

Waver was very nervous, leaned in front of the burly man, and gave him a thorough scolding.

"I'm not crazy, it's just that the war back then gave me a feeling of winning without merit, of getting lucky, so I want to fight him."

"No, the situation back then, wasn't it enough for you to have a sufficient understanding of this person's strength?"

"I know, but not fighting leaves a constant feeling of regret, and if I fight, if I win, it proves I'm the genuine, undisputed final victor of the last Holy Grail War."

"What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I can also peacefully acknowledge that I'm just someone who won by picking up a bargain."

"What if you die?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, Waver, a super powerful guy like that shouldn't kill me just during a friendly spar."

The King of Conquerors finished speaking with a hahaha laugh, then looked at Broly: "How about it, kid Broly, want to have a spar?"

"Forget it, you look weak."

Broly had no interest.

"Ah, truly being looked down on."

The King of Conquerors scratched the back of his head, stood up.

The clothes on his body suddenly turned into a battle robe.

"King's Army..."

The King of Conquerors pulled everyone in the room into his Reality Marble.

"Then how about this, does it raise even a little interest in sparring with me?"

(Chapter End)