Shinji Matou at Your Service-Chapter 968: The Cat and Dog Fight

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Chapter 968 - 968: The Cat and Dog Fight

Fou, also known as the First Seat of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles, is a super-powerful magical beast created by Gaia, a white beast with absolute killing power against primates, commonly referred to as the Primate Murder!

It is the strongest under Altrouge's command, the final guardian of the Black Princess, even stronger than Altrouge herself. Even the current Arcueid wouldn't dare to be careless, as both of them possess certain authorities directly granted by Gaia.

The pure white world slightly retracted, firmly protecting its master, its golden eyes staring intently in the same direction as Altrouge's gaze.

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One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Five seconds, ten seconds...

Soon, a minute passed, and the sisters' vision was still empty, with nothing appearing.

"..."

Arcueid remained cautious, but Altrouge was starting to lose her patience.

"Blood, where did Fou go? Wasn't it with you?"

"Uh, Princess..."

Blood, who was also dizzy from the fall, shook his head and answered softly, "It seems like Fou is fighting with White Princess's familiar."

This answer sounded utterly absurd to Altrouge.

"Fou is fighting with Len? I thought they got along just fine. Why would they suddenly start fighting?"

Shinji left in such a hurry that he didn't manage to take care of Len, so Len returned to Arcueid's side and has been following her ever since.

Even though Len and her master were starkly different in black and white, they hadn't been affected by the hostile relationship between their masters. They got along harmoniously, eating together, walking together, and even lying side by side to sleep. It was as if they were truly siblings.

Altrouge herself was quite fond of this well-behaved, cute black cat, and upon realizing what was happening, she immediately frowned.

"Fou is something, fighting with Len. A few scratches won't hurt it—how about we go have a look?"

The latter half of her sentence was directed at Arcueid. Arcueid, also a bit worried about Len, withdrew her magical energy.

"Alright, I'll let you go for now."

With the interference of marble phantasm gone, the chaotic physical rules returned to order, and Altrouge and Blood regained their usual senses. The three of them headed towards where the two familiars were.

Len and Fou were not far from the Emiya household, just on the path by the river two streets away.

As Blood had said, the two familiars were indeed fighting, but the way they were fighting looked... uh, rather comical.

Yes, comical.

Len's form in reality was that of a small black cat, capable of perching on Arcueid or Shinji's head.

Her opponent, Fou, was a strange creature with long ears, and curly white fur, somewhat resembling a mix between a rabbit and a dog. It was slightly larger than Len but not by much.

The battle between the two familiars was simple and primitive: they were circling each other, occasionally swinging their front paws to scratch at one another.

If this had been between two humans, with some artistic exaggeration, it might have looked like an "Ora Ora Ora" versus "Muda Muda Muda" scene. But with a small cat and a small dog, it could only be described as comical.

"..."

Altrouge's eyelid twitched at the sight.

It was one thing for Len to fight like this. After all, as a Nightmare Demon, a spiritual entity, her physical body was fragile, and her physical abilities weren't much different from an ordinary black cat.

But Fou was different! It was Altrouge's strongest trump card, a peak existence in the world of mystery, and yet it deliberately shrunk itself to this size to fight Len? If she hadn't known Fou well enough to see that it was serious, Altrouge would have thought Fou was just playing with Len out of boredom.

And so, the question remained—why were the two of them fighting?

"Fou, stop!"

The white beast paused for a moment at its master's command.

In that brief pause, Len managed to land a few more scratches, prompting Fou to resume its counterattack.

"Fou!"

Altrouge raised her voice, "I told you to stop! Len can't hurt you. Is it fun to bully her?"

"Fou—Fou—"

Fou called out to its master, but it didn't stop attacking.

"What? You're saying this isn't Len? But this is Len."

Though it was just a simple cry, Altrouge understood its meaning. Arcueid, standing beside her, also nodded in agreement.

"Yes, this is Len."

"Fou—Fou—"

Fou's cries became more urgent.

"Don't be fooled by him. That scoundrel is good at deception. He's taken over Len's body—fooled? He managed to deceive even my eyes?"

Seeing that Fou didn't seem to be lying, Altrouge activated her Mystic Eyes. At the same time, Arcueid also activated hers. In this state, they finally saw the problem.

"What are you?"

"Come out of Len's body."

The black cat, now exposed, finally stopped moving. A misty white fog emanated from its beautiful eyes. Suddenly, everyone present, both humans and beasts, could smell a faint floral fragrance.

Within the white mist, the figure of a man holding a staff and wearing a white cloak gradually became clear. Though he was an illusion, he emitted a very real voice—something Len was incapable of doing, as she lacked vocal cords.

"Ahahaha, so you've seen through me. The crimson sisters are truly impressive."

"You—"

"Fou—Fou—Merlin Special Punch!"

Before Altrouge could say anything, Fou had already launched another attack. It quickly climbed a nearby tree, then pushed off the trunk, its small body spinning as it shot towards Merlin's image like a bullet.

Since it was only an image without a physical form, of course, the attack passed right through it.

By now, Altrouge had also caught on.

"Merlin, go to hell... you're Merlin? The Magus of Flowers?* Fou's original master?"

"That's right, I am that Merlin, Ojou-chan, the magus of all magus! Good evening, beautiful ladies."

What he said was certainly true. Given Merlin's age, even Altrouge would be considered a junior in comparison. But that frivolous laugh—how could anyone not find it annoying?

Arcueid stared at Merlin with her golden eyes, her expression emotionless.

"I don't care who you are. Get out of Len's body immediately."

"Wow, so fierce, so fierce."

Merlin's illusion exaggeratedly patted his chest.

At this moment, Fou once again launched itself at Merlin with its Spinning Armor-Piercing Self-Destruct Dog attack, passing through the illusion once more.

"Fou—Fou—Merlin Special kick!"

"Hey, Cathy Palug, stop wasting your energy. This is an illusion created by magic. No matter how many times you attack, it'll be useless—seriously, after all these years away from the Avalon, haven't you learned to be smarter with your new master?"