Adam stood off to one side, speaking quietly with Stheno and Euryale, issuing a few quick instructions.
"I'm leaving this matter in your hands."
Euryale gave him a firm nod.
"Don't worry, Master. We've got it covered."
Stheno's eyes lingered on Adam, her gaze slowly turning playful and hungry.
"Once we finish this for you… surely there'll be a proper reward?"
Adam read the look in her eyes instantly and felt his hand drift unconsciously toward his waist.
A soft sigh slipped from his lips.
He clearly hadn't recovered yet.
There was no helping it—working all day and then "working" all night. No one could keep that pace forever.
The pleasure at the start was incredible, of course, and the end was just as blissful… but the longer it went on, the more the ache began to creep in.
The Leyline Craft Essence could only massively expand his maximum magical energy capacity. It did nothing to restore what had already been spent.
In short, it had stretched his mana bar longer… but left the new length completely empty.
That extra space would have to refill slowly through his own natural recovery.
And right now, Adam's mana bar was already bone-dry. Stretching it further accomplished exactly nothing.
Euryale heard Stheno's bold demand and immediately chimed in with a sweet smile.
"Exactly, Master. You'll have to show us some appreciation afterward, won't you?"
Adam's face grew serious. He drew in a deep breath.
"Fine!"
"Once I return to Chaldea in this world, I'll summon both of you immediately. Name any conditions you want—they're all granted."
Medusa had been listening to the entire exchange between Adam and her sisters. She realized they were about to vanish for the time being.
Her eyes on Stheno and Euryale were filled with reluctance—deep, aching reluctance.
She looked as if she wanted to speak but was forcing the words back down.
Adam caught the tiny flicker of emotion and gently exposed it.
"Can't bear to part with your sisters?"
Medusa's gaze darted aside.
"It's not that, I just…"
She hesitated, glancing at the other two, then finally whispered,
"Could I… spend a little more time with them?"
She understood perfectly: this Saint Graph could only exist inside this Singularity.
Once Adam returned to Chaldea and resummoned her, the new Medusa would have no memory of these events.
Would that version still be her?
It was a heavy question.
But Adam saw straight through her worry and offered a reassuring smile.
"Relax."
Progress marches on. The magical research division at his own Chaldea had already solved this exact problem with sweeping reforms.
The principle was complicated, but the result was simple: they could now intercept a dissipating Saint Graph mid-transfer and store it safely before summoning it straight to Chaldea.
Once back, Adam could call forth the Da Vinci from his Chaldea and upgrade this world's Heroic Spirit summoning system.
The improved system would preserve every memory a Servant had gained inside the Singularity.
He told Medusa exactly that.
Her eyes widened with hope—she could stay with her sisters for a long, long time.
The look she gave Adam was a mixture of gratitude and pure bewilderment.
"Why… why are you being this kind to me?"
Adam simply smiled.
"I know what happened to all three of you. I've never been able to stomach it. I can't change the past, but I can damn well make up for it."
He glanced at Euryale and Stheno, then back to Medusa.
"For instance, letting the three of you live happily together, undisturbed, for as long as you like."
Then, as if another thought struck him, he grinned.
"Though I might drop in and disturb you every now and then… haha."
(Truth be told, most of the "disturbing" would end up coming from the three of them.)
Medusa stared at him, so moved she could barely speak.
All she wanted now was to end this battle quickly and return to Chaldea—so she could finally spend real time with this Master.
"Master… please allow me to address you that way."
"If you'll have me, this body is yours. Forever."
Adam smiled at the solemn vow.
"No need to be so formal, Medusa. I prefer things light and easy."
To break the heavy atmosphere, he leaned in close, half teasing, half sincere, and whispered right against her ear:
"Truth is… out of the three sisters, you're my favorite, Medusa."
Medusa's head dropped instantly, cheeks burning. Thin wisps of steam rose from her hair.
She had turned into a full-blown steam maiden.
Euryale cut in with perfect timing.
"What are you two whispering about over there?"
Adam only chuckled at the sight of Medusa's bowed head.
"Nothing. Just speaking from the heart."
The steam around Medusa thickened.
Stheno and Euryale didn't seem to mind. They both flashed Adam sultry, half-lidded gazes—true goddess-level charm that made the air itself feel thick with seduction.
"It's a promise then, Maaaster~"
"Don't forget to summon us once you're back."
"I've already thought of a few… fun new things~"
Adam, long since used to their advances, remained mostly unaffected.
With a thought, he activated the system and dismissed Stheno and Euryale.
He watched them vanish into thin air in front of him, already picturing the scene that awaited him back at Chaldea—being "tormented" by the two of them.
And probably Medusa joining in.
He took stock of his current physical condition.
At this rate, facing all three of them would end in a crushing defeat.
No way!
Where would his dignity as Master be?
He refused to let them ride him into the ground!
With another mental command, Adam pulled up the Emotion Points Summon Pool.
If a Craft Essence that massively boosted mana capacity existed, there had to be one that accelerated mana recovery as well.
He checked his current total.
[Emotion Points — 10,000]
Only enough for fifty pulls—nowhere near enough!
He remembered his last sixty-pull disaster all too clearly. The utter garbage that had come out still haunted him.
Even after crossing worlds, his rotten luck refused to leave him behind!
One good pull after a thousand tries, huh?! He refused to accept it!
It had to have been bad gacha feel that time!
(Why did gacha pulls even have a "feel"? Don't ask.)
Adam decided then and there to stockpile the next hundred pulls.
Part would be exchanged for consumables.
The rest would all go straight into the summon pool.
What he desperately needed right now was obvious:
Emotion Points!
Emotion Points!
Emotion Points!
He began rapidly analyzing the current situation—figuring out which Servants they would encounter next and exactly how he could milk every last drop of emotion value from them.
Suddenly, a cheerful voice rang out.
"Hey, you lot."
"Not bad at all. You actually managed to recruit a Rider into your party."
Everyone turned toward the source of the voice.
It was Cú Chulainn (Odin).
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Hi everyone, I hope you're all doing well. I just wanted to let you know that right now I'm working on a really good and promising naruto fanfic. If you're interested in reading it, feel free to give it a try:
[Naruto: Pathological Liar]
Synopsis:
After reincarnated as a worthless member of the Hyūga branch family...
Fate handed me the worst possible script, but that's fine... I was born to be the greatest actor.
Are you ready?
My name is Hyūga Kumokawa.
I'm going to weave one enormous lie.
And make the entire ninja world dance to it.
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