[center][h2][color=ffffff]EMILIA WAROV[/color][/h2][/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]"A Servant walking in the open without a Master nearby, as well as a suspicious child observing from a vantage position," Emilia repeated Caster's words as she mused on her Servant's findings. This setup was far too suspicious. In fact, it had all the signs of a trap of some sort. Needless to say, Emilia was well aware of that but, what kind of mage would she be if she was unable to find a way around such a simple-minded ambush?

"Caster, wait here for a moment, please. You can turn back to your spirit form if you want to. I'll go fetch us a distraction," Emilia said to Caster before taking her leave towards one of the houses closer to the feet of the church's hill.

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A couple of minutes later, she arrived at her destination. The [URL=https://drive.google.com/open?id=1vTG_3tBN42O2tpTWzAvQov24JkiPMzx-]childish-looking Magus[/URL] didn't bother with pleasantries. After all, the homeowners seemed to be preparing to go sleep, if the dim lighting coming from the windows was any indication.

Emilia unlocked the gate and front door with magic and walked inside nonchalantly. The house's dog barked and tried to pounce her as soon as she crossed the door's threshold, only to be swiftly dealt with; decapitated by Emilia's threads.

The commotion didn't go unnoticed by the owner, who turned out to be a twenty-something, single mom with a boy slightly younger than Emilia's apparent age. Both of them of vaguely European, probably Italian or Greek, descent. When the dark-haired woman came downstairs to check what was the source of the commotion, holding a pepper spray can with shaky hands, she was met with nothing but a splash of blood on the floor. She had to cover her mouth with both hands, dropping the can, to hold back a frightened shriek and avoid both startling her sleeping son and triggering whatever criminal broke into her house.

"I—I don't know what you want; if it's money, everything I have is inside my bag, next to the TV. P—please, take it and leave us alone. I promise I'll not call the police," she said with a teary voice.

Sadly for her, the mysterious assailant wasn't looking for her savings...
[center][h2][color=ffffff]ARCHER[/color][/h2][/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]"While I admire your effort, you don't have to put a brave face just because of our relationship status, Master," Euryale said as she and her Master approached the restaurant. She paused for a moment as her lips curled into her characteristic grin once more before adding, "it's because 'you' are flawed that 'We' are able to be perfect. Please, don't push yourself too hard or you may as well end up breaking."

"I haven't told you yet, but—if my Goddess intuition is right— this stop may as well be able to sate more than your stomach's hunger," Euryale added as the two of them were within sight range of the front of the shop where a midget-in-nun clothes and a strange, white-haired girl talked over what looked to have been a monumental meal. How in the world could anyone that wasn't at least Minotaur-sized eat that much?

"By the way, just for this occasion, I'll allow you to behave like we are on a date if you feel it. Just be sure to treat me well. After all, it's not every day that one of 'you' have the chance to go out with a literal Goddess, right?" Euryale said, in a tone that would leave it for her Master to decide whether the Archer was telling her to play pretend in front what might as well be an enemy duo, or being serious in her offer.
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