I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

What are the nouveau riche most afraid of?

Nothing? No, no, because it is a rapidly accumulated wealth, this group does not take wealth very seriously, otherwise there would not be so many nouveau riche who like to throw away money.

What they fear most is that their efforts will not be recognized for their achievements. No matter how low my status was before, how eager I am to be the center of attention and be recognized after I suddenly become rich.

Therefore, Medea not only shattered Atram's trump card and self-confidence, but also destroyed his entire life, his entire career as a magician, and all the efforts he made in his youth to defeat many competitors and become the head of the family. Everything was shattered - to put it simply, Medea denied the person Atram and the entire Galli Asta family.

This made Atram feel angry, detached anger, anger followed by panic, panic based on the huge difference in strength between the two. She had exhausted all means, prepared for such a long time, and spent countless money to do something, but she actually did it with a wave of her hand.

This absolute gap caused his already fragile self-esteem and self-confidence to suffer unprecedented damage - more serious than when the students in Al-Meloy's classroom were hit, more serious than when he was ignored by Orange, and more serious than when he was ignored by Orange. The clock tower received even more cold treatment!

However, the powerful witch knew nothing about this and still spoke in a calm tone.

"Although you have done something excessive, please stop using this workshop. Abusing your life is a bad idea. As a magic user, you cannot ignore the imbalance of income and expenditure in the workshop."

Every more word he said hurt Atram more, and the anger in Atram's heart became more and more, and at the same time, the panic increased. The gap between the two is so huge that it cannot be filled no matter what means are used.

It is true that a master-slave contract was concluded between the two, but no matter how powerful the contract is, it needs to be based on strength. If the gap between master and slave is too large, it is difficult to guarantee that the slaves will not produce some bad things. idea.

In particular, his servant is the witch Medea, who is famous for her betrayal and ruthlessness. She betrayed her family twice, killing her brother, her husband's father, and her own children. Now it seems that one more betrayal and one more person will be killed. It’s nothing—after all, her Noble Phantasm as a Heroic Spirit was sublimated from this experience.

At this time, he was no longer complacent about summoning Medea, but regretted it instead. It was not good to summon anyone, but I was obsessed with Yu Long and summoned such a terrible witch who was difficult to control. In case she betrays me, I should—by the way, I still have the Command Seal and the power of absolute command. As long as I use this, no matter how terrifying the witch is, I have to obey.

Under the dual influence of fear and anger, Atram made a decision. He smiled while quietly injecting magic into his hands.

"No, I really don't understand things like Servants. With my Command Spell, I hereby order that you are not allowed to use your Noble Phantasm on me."

When he heard this sentence, Medea's surprised expression made Atram feel extremely happy.

"If you are attacked by a betrayed witch, you won't be able to eat anything and walk away."

But this way, he was still not relieved, so he went up and punched Medea in the face, just like he had done to those weaklings.

Medea was silent and was knocked to the ground without resistance, like a lifeless doll.

Yes, this is the right way. I am the master and you are the follower. The master-slave relationship must be clear and hidden dangers must be eliminated.

Of course, he also knew that doing so would mean completely breaking up with his followers. There were only two strokes left of the Command Seal with absolute command power, which was not enough to suppress this terrifying witch. If she finds any loophole, the consequences will be disastrous. Medea is not the kind of good person who repays evil with kindness.

Not long ago, he had announced to the canaries around him that Medea used the witch's fire to burn down his love rival and the city. If it fell on him - no, this woman cannot be kept, even in the beginning Losing a follower cannot leave such a hidden danger. Although doing so may not guarantee victory, the latter is more important than your own life.

Atlam was thinking, using a magician's thinking and a businessman's instinct to find a way to solve hidden dangers and maximize benefits. Soon, he really came up with the idea of ​​using his biggest competitor, another Master sent by the Clock Tower.

I am warning him, and he must also be warning me. If I can get rid of my biggest opponent in this way, the opponent will definitely be happy to help, and even willing to pay a certain price, as long as I can show the greatest sincerity, For example, in the form of mandatory certification.

Although he didn't know the identity and purpose of the other participant, Atram had already thought of a way to find him - through the church, where the priests were responsible for supervising the Holy Grail War. Magic from a clock tower like his The teacher will definitely go there to register.

Speaking of which, I haven't registered yet after completing the summoning, so I might as well complete it this time.

With the decision made, Atram acted quickly. Because of the "farce" with Medea, the long night has ended. Daytime is the default safe time. Atram does not need to worry about his own safety. He goes to the church to register and negotiate alone.

Although the supervisor seemed to be a newbie, which made people a little uneasy, the negotiations went smoothly and the other party promised to send the message as soon as possible. Atram's mood also improved a lot.

Finally, I can finally get rid of this terrible woman. Next, let's see if we can get other servants.

However, when he returned with satisfaction, he found that his stronghold was gone. The loyal subordinates fell to the ground in pieces, and the proud workshop was filled with flames.

With blue-white flames, the woman who set the fire was standing at the center of the workshop, looking at him quietly.

"What's going on?" Atram asked angrily.

"I demolished the workshop on my own initiative." Medea's voice was still so calm, "As for the position, I will take you to a more suitable place than this."

"It's been demolished. What to do with the remaining sacrifices? There should be about 50 people left."

"Because I don't need them, I have already released them."

Atram made a weird hum: "So, what better place than here?"

"The center of this ritual, where the Great Holy Grail rests, is a natural fortress that is difficult for followers to approach." When Atram was out, Medea was not idle, "From now on, if you can Just obey me and I will take you there, Master!”

Take orders? Do you want me to obey your orders?

"That's not okay."

Atram's suppressed anger was finally completely ignited, and at that moment, he made a decision. Stop striving for the greatest interests, stop considering other things, and eradicate this hidden danger first. He raised his right hand and injected magic as before.

"That's it for me and you, Medea. With my command spell, commit suicide, Caster!"

According to his expectation, this abominable witch would kill herself with her own hands out of anger and unwillingness. It might be magic or a sharp blade. However, this scene did not happen. Medea still stood there with a sarcastic smile on her face.

"What's going on?" Atram was anxious, "Isn't it effective to just give the order once? Use my Command Spell to give the order again and commit suicide, Caster!"

The last command spell disappeared, but the ending remained unchanged. Medea still had the intention to take action, but she laughed even louder. It was the first time she laughed so heartily after being summoned, and her laughter was full of sarcasm.

"What a stupid Master, have you forgotten what my Noble Phantasm is?"

"Ruler Breaker!"

Atram thought of the information that came when the contract was concluded. It was the embodiment of Medea's life, the Noble Phantasm that could break all contracts, the thing he feared the most.

"But that should have been prohibited by the Command Seal."

"Yes, I couldn't use it on you, so I used it on myself and cut off the contract with you."

Upon hearing this answer, Atram's face instantly turned pale.

It was only then that Atram discovered that there were obvious blood stains on Medea's chest, which must have been the marks left by the Noble Phantasm piercing her body. And the reason why I didn't notice it was because Medea secretly used some kind of magic. With her ability, it was too easy to hide it from herself.

"Impossible, impossible, this is a suicidal behavior for you. In this case, you won't even be able to save your own body!"

Atram roared hysterically, but Medea remained calm, seemingly not caring about her second life.

"Yes, but so what? This has nothing to do with you who are about to die here."

After saying this, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed. The burning workshop turned into a dark maze, surrounded by thick Greek-style murals - women holding bloody blades, creating an ominous atmosphere.

Atram ran around in panic, yelling.

"How could it end like this? How could I die here? The Holy Grail War hasn't even started yet, and there hasn't even been a battle. I just--"

He is afraid, he is unwilling, he is angry! However, no matter what he did, he could not change his escape until he was exhausted and mentally exhausted.

At this time, Medea's voice finally sounded, making the final judgment.

"That's right. For someone like you who has planned the outcome from the beginning, this is the most appropriate ending."

"You traitorous... witch."

The desperate Atram uttered his last curse, and then he found that his body was ignited with flames, blazing flames, that was the real witch's fire. This fire has reduced many people to ashes, and now there is one more among these people - Atram Gari Ashtar.

"Witch...a witch again...so are you, and so is he. Everyone calls me witch."

Medea whispered, walking. Just like this, I walked through the sea of ​​fire, walked past the corpses on the ground, walked out of the building, and walked into the dark sky.

She didn't know where to go or how long she could hold on. She just relied on her own feelings and walked forward until her magic power was almost exhausted and she couldn't walk anymore and fell to the ground.

"Ah hahahahaha, this is what happened. I was arbitrarily expelled, exploited, and despised as a traitor. I obviously just wanted to..."

At this time, it was already a night with a thin moon and stars. She stretched out her hand towards the sky, trying to grab something.

"I'm just going back to my hometown."

His consciousness gradually faded, and this body that had lost its support seemed to have reached its limit and it was time to disappear - it was really unacceptable to leave this world after just one night.

Just before closing her eyelids, she heard a faint sigh.

PS: I finally completed the plot of Atram and Medea in two chapters. There is no plot in the FSN game, but it was completed by the UBW animation. The traitor also combined the story of Atram and Medea with the "Second Event Book" Shape it in every aspect and complete it again.

PS2: If it were FSN, the People’s Teacher picked up Mother C and brought her back to heal her demons and capture her heart. Of course, this would not be the People’s Teacher.