Chapter 33: Disaster With Women great failure
"Hmph, that really hurt."
Barghest displayed a composed, unhurried demeanor,
"You noble French lady, it seems your Spirit Origin isn't low, but you don't appear to be good at fighting, do you."
"This can't be helped,"
Marie Alter's voice was low, elegant yet cautious,
"After all, in the past I was only suited for court banquets, salons, or dazzling fashion. Even as a Servant, martial combat has never been my specialty."
"I see." Barghest nodded thoughtfully. "But as a lady, you shouldn't have chosen sneak attacks or violent competition to begin with."
Marie Alter only gave a faint laugh: "Don't complain just because a lady like me resorts to an ambush. Isn't your moral standard for a corrupted Avenger far too high? If you want a docile girl, then go find me back when I was still pure and young!"
"Fine! In that case, don't blame me for striking mercilessly!"
Barghest's heterochromatic eyes—blue and green intertwined—suddenly flared with a sharp killing intent.
Sensing the fierce battle spirit erupting from this fairy knight, Marie Alter furrowed her brows. Her pale face showed grave seriousness.
As expected of someone who once won first place in the speed race alongside Eikou.
Behind the meek and honest appearance of a knight lay a savage, feral beastly nature!
"Though I would prefer to uphold the quiet etiquette of the library, as long as I bring you down in an instant, there should be no problem, right?" — Barghest spoke.
"..."
Marie Alter clenched her jaw, bracing herself to endure an absolute strike.
Swish!
But at that very moment, a shadow suddenly darted past.
In the blink of an eye,
Jeanne Alter suddenly leapt from the desk, immediately swinging her hand down like a blade.
She had finally decided to make her move!
If she delayed any further, she would never again have a chance to claim the seat beside Eikou.
Caution? Shame? None of that mattered anymore—the seat was far more important than anything else.
She targeted Barghest's unguarded opening and unleashed a deadly blow.
With her Avenger Spirit Origin, Alter status, and Strength A, this hand strike could absolutely knock a Servant unconscious.
However, Barghest, who was already wary, perfectly blocked the attack.
"Your power is indeed not small, but your technique is still worthless!"
"Tch..."
A drop of cold sweat slid down Jeanne Alter's forehead.
"Actually..."
Only Melusine still sat obediently in her seat. She hesitated a little, wanting to say something,
"I think… everyone really doesn't need to fight this much..."
"What are you saying, in truth you just want to sit back and watch the tigers fight, don't you? Your seat has already been stolen, how could you have no reaction at all!"
Barghest forcefully rebuked.
"Uh..." Melusine obediently shut her mouth, but she still didn't show any intention of joining the battle.
A dense torrent of magical energy surged through the library hall, manifesting into the armor and chains of the Knight of the Sun.
In an instant, Barghest had donned a solemn stance as if ready to march into battle.
"Since things have already gone this far, now we can finally kill without holding back..." she said.
Jeanne Alter also didn't hesitate. She immediately shifted into her combat Spirit Origin, magical energy forming into black armor and a dark sword.
At that very moment, just as the battle was about to erupt, a majestic shout suddenly echoed through the library hall:
"What do you think you're doing in the library, put down your Noble Phantasms at once!"
Everyone simultaneously turned their heads toward the voice.
They saw a tall female knight with blonde hair and green eyes striding toward them, firmly gripping the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad in her hand. With an oppressive stance, she commanded them to immediately dispel their NPs.
It was none other than the trainee teacher — Artoria Lancer!
"..."
The moment they realized it was a teacher, the blood-hot Barghest instantly calmed down.
"Ah… what was I even doing just now, this is so embarrassing…!"
She obediently dispelled her armed Spirit Origin.
Although Jeanne Alter was unwilling, she still glared once before letting the Noble Phantasm in her hand fade away. Marie Alter also hurriedly followed suit.
"What on earth were you all doing? Causing such a ruckus!"
Artoria sternly scolded:
"Even Moriarty and Holmes, when they had a gunfight in the library, at least knew to put suppressors on their guns first!"
That's not the problem here! Jeanne Alter thought to herself. Having a gunfight in the library is way more outrageous than making noise! And those two are how old already, yet still playing real-life CSGO like elementary school kids?!
"Well then, can someone summarize for me what exactly happened?"
"Sensei," Baobhan Sith giggled, "these guys started fighting like crazy just to sit next to Eikou, they're all a bunch of idiots, right?"
Artoria's face showed even more confusion: "But he hasn't even arrived yet, why would you fight over a seat?"
Baobhan Sith quickly held up the reservation card she had stolen.
But Artoria's expression only grew more puzzled.
"How strange, I never had any intention of reserving anything. By default, Eikou always sits next to me for tutoring. Wherever I sit, he sits there."
"???"
So then… where did that reservation card for Eikou even come from?
"Sorry…" Melusine raised her hand, "actually there was never any reservation at all, I just randomly wrote that card myself…"
"..."
"..."
"..."
The entire library hall instantly sank into a terrifying, deathly silence.
Melusine's face flushed red, but she still stuck her tongue out and acted coy in a mischievous way, trying to play dumb to cover things up.
"Sorry everyone, actually I just wanted to take advantage of the fact that no one else had arrived yet, using that information gap to make Eikou sit next to me. Surely you can understand Meluko-chan's maiden's heart, right? When a dragon is in love, she gets really blind, ehe~?"
Ehe Te Nandayo!!
"No wonder you came so early today..."
Barghest let out a long sigh.
"So we've been arguing this whole time, all the way until now, just because of a completely meaningless signboard?!" Jeanne Alter shouted angrily. "How embarrassing, you bastard!"
"It truly is disgraceful,"
Artoria coldly swept her gaze across all of them.
"To make such a loud, ugly scene just over a seat—looks like I'll have to take you all to the principal's office for criticism. Everyone, follow me. I'll make sure to properly re-educate you!"
"No!!"
"...Uh, I don't really need to go, do I?"
Baobhan Sith quickly pulled back her smile and pointed at herself.
"My accurate Instinct tells me that you definitely had a deep hand in this. Once I find solid proof, I'll call your parent in." Artoria said coldly.
"Please, don't call Mother-sama to the school! I'll be scolded to death!"
The red-haired girl wailed out in tears.
...
Meanwhile.
In the home economics classroom, just as he tied on his apron and prepared to take the retest, Eikou suddenly saw a notification pop up in front of him.
[Commence one Disaster With Women check.]
[Result: EX, great failure.]
[Without you even knowing, you successfully avoided being caught in a bloody shurafield involving yourself.]
[Even Baobhan Sith, who wanted to stir up the conflict, couldn't escape (and even got her parent called in). Everyone was taken away by teacher Artoria for harsh reprimand and re-education.]
Eikou froze.
When I wasn't even there, what the hell did these idiots manage to do?
He thought to himself: if something this big could happen without me present, then what kind of disaster would it have turned into if I was there?
"What's wrong, Eikou?"
Seeing him a little absent-minded, Oberon, who was beside him, asked.
"I don't know… but thank heavens, looks like I escaped calamity today."