"There's no saving her anymore."
Watching Galacta, who was unable to extricate herself from eating and drinking, Artoria felt that this person seemed to be hopeless; there was simply no room for rescue. With a sigh, Artoria changed her clothes, threw away the pants that had been torn by Galacta, and turned to go back to the company. Recently, she planned to add some new games. With her love for games in her previous life, she would also release these games in this life. Now that her company had such strength, releasing more games would not only bring people joy but also encourage microtransactions. This would also satisfy Artoria's wicked interests. What could be more painful than seeing a ten-pull without a guaranteed drop?
"Artoria, are you free lately?"
Just as Artoria was reviewing documents, Gwen suddenly snuck up to Artoria's side and asked her. The warmth flowing in her beautiful eyes wasn't restrained at all as they rested on Artoria. If it weren't for Artoria's intuition not detecting any problems, she would have felt that Gwen was about to 'eat' her. This made Artoria's brow furrow. She had never seen Gwen like this before. Had her personality suddenly changed, or was someone impersonating her? Artoria instantly dismissed this idea; no one could disguise themselves so well in front of her.
"No time, goodbye."
Artoria, whose heart was in a bit of a disarray from Gwen's actions, directly hit Gwen with a double-shot of steel, then walked out of the office without looking back. This caused Gwen's expression to instantly stiffen because she heard the mocking laughter coming from her earpiece. Helpless, Gwen could only shrug and continue the work Artoria hadn't finished. Anyway, it was usually thrown to her anyway; Artoria was often a hands-off manager, so Gwen didn't feel particularly helpless. She just felt a bit of emotion that her beauty, which worked on outsiders, had failed to have any effect in front of Artoria, especially the words just now, which had directly sealed away any good mood for the future with cement, leaving not even a crack.
"I failed. It's time for the next one."
Failure was failure. Gwen didn't make excuses for herself; she very stoically reviewed the documents in the office, leaving the remaining opportunities to the others. This was the agreement between them, and not one of them would fail to comply. Since she had failed this time, the next opportunity fell to Helen Cho. They were now taking turns launching their offensive against Artoria. After all, they had been together for so long, and it was time to prepare to take that step to make their lives happier, especially with what 'Mother-in-law' had said—she didn't seem to mind if Artoria's partner was of the same sex.
"Are these women really crazy? Why are they all so passionate?"
For a whole day, Artoria hadn't had a single moment of peace in the company, which distressed her greatly. But more distressed than Artoria, apart from this group of women, were the two women inside Artoria who remained very clear-headed. At this moment, Kiyohime's small fan covered the lower half of her face, while the upper half was completely obscured by her bangs, sinking into shadow. However, red light flickered from time to time where her eyes were, proving that she was extremely angry. This group of shameless little hussies who didn't know where they came from actually dared to covet her Master; it was absolutely detestable. Now, Kiyohime wished she could use her fire to burn this bunch of people to nothingness. That wasn't enough—anyone who dared to touch her Master would be burned to ashes. Her Master was Kiyohime's Master alone.
Compared to the murderous Kiyohime, Scáthach on the side had a very calm expression. What storms hadn't she seen? Furthermore, their folk customs were fierce, and the mindset that the strong could possess everything had long been instilled in her soul. For example, one of her squinting disciples was such a guy, possessing multiple wives; no one would think this was an abnormal thing, but rather believe this hero's strength was great, and he deserved such treatment. Watching Artoria surrounded by a crowd of women, she had no feelings whatsoever. However, there was one girl who made her feel a powerful force; the power within that little girl named Wanda was definitely not simple. Thinking of this, Scáthach's heart burned with heat. Perhaps the person who could kill her was out there in the outside world.
"Scáthach, when can we go to the outside world?"
Kiyohime really couldn't stand the undisguised desire of a group of women for her Master. The only one who could mate with her Master was she, Kiyohime. Unable to suppress her inner anxiety and wanting to be by Artoria's side, Kiyohime asked Scáthach, who was leaning against a stone pillar nearby. Here, her abilities were the weakest, and only this woman before her, who had opened up this world, could ensure she could go out, be intimate with her Master, and drive away those women who dared to covet her Master.
"The bridge connecting to that world has been grafted; all that remains is to wait."
Facing Kiyohime's almost accusatory tone, Scáthach didn't show any signs of blame. Having spent so much time together, she understood what kind of personality this girl had. As long as it was something related to the Master, she would manifest the crazy side of a Berserker and lose a portion of her reason. To tell the truth, she was actually quite curious about how this girl named Kiyohime, who was in a class without reason, managed to retain her reason. Usually, such characters in history were famous enough, and a certain achievement of theirs was done extremely well. Having spent so long together, she also understood that Kiyohime couldn't be considered a Heroic Spirit, but was merely a vengeful spirit. It was quite nice to keep her around for entertainment; otherwise, she would have eliminated her long ago.
"Wait~ wait, I can't wait anymore."
Seeing such a slut seducing her Master, her heart couldn't help but surge with anger. She even wanted to activate her Noble Phantasm now. She didn't know what her Master was thinking; their combat power as Heroic Spirits was so strong, why not use that instead of relying on external forces that could be taken away at any moment? That glove embedded with gems did indeed possess strong power. The energy flowing from these gems nurtured Scáthach's Demon Realm, making the connection between Scáthach and Artoria even closer. Soon, Scáthach would be able to directly possess Artoria by force.
"You need to stay calm. Even if we go out, I don't want you acting recklessly. These people are all the Master's friends. Even if they want to become the Master's spouse, they are not for you to touch. If you really kill them, I don't think the Master would ever sign a contract with us. Such behavior is undoubtedly stupid."
It had been a long time since she had spoken so much. Scáthach's string of words made Kiyohime's face alternate between red and pale, but she had to admit that Scáthach was right. If she really did that, since her bond with the Master wasn't as deep as this group of women, she would just be playing the villain. Kiyohime was smart, not a fool, so she ultimately chose silence. The two of them just stood quietly in the palace, where a golden card was still pinned tightly to the wall by a red spear.
"Such a creature is truly interesting."
Victor was attracted by the characteristics of the Symbiote upon his first contact with it. If used well, such a creature would absolutely be something incredible. It seemed his choice this time had not been wrong; cooperating with S.H.I.E.L.D. was definitely a wise decision. He decided to build a powerful Symbiote suit for himself, and then 'properly repay' S.H.I.E.L.D. for their help. How could he not feel the gaze of that green-eyed Barton? He had known all along that S.H.I.E.L.D. would never trust him so easily, but so what? Inviting him over just showed that these guys were helpless against such a lovely creature. They couldn't control such a perfect being, so he would be the one to do it!
Leaving such a perfect creature in the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D. would be a waste. Victor decided to carry forward the Symbiote's abilities. He was determined to make that bastard Reed taste the bitterness of failure and then kill him when he was at his most painful. No one knew Victor's inner thoughts. Nick probably hadn't expected that Victor's first reaction after coming into contact with the Symbiote was to seek revenge on someone, with no intention of cooperating honestly at all. Just like Nick didn't trust Victor, Victor didn't trust Nick. Between these two, once the Symbiote suit was completed, there would surely be a winner and a loser, and this outcome would appear very soon.
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