"CUTIE~~~!!!"
"Mmmhhh!!! It's nice to meet you again, Big Brother Igo."
After the winning concert, Rice Shower was visited by team Minaz and team Zenith. The young man immediately ran toward the winner and gave her his most powerful bear hug. The cute assassin can feel the warmth of his body and his enticing fragrance, too.
"She is still sweating after the race, Igo Heita."
"That's the best part!! SSSNNNIIIIIFFFFF!! IT'S THE BEST SMELL IN THE WORLD!!"
"Cocoon is right. You are a creep."
"You can't be normal while being better than everyone, Senior Riko."
"Arguable."
"Rice isn't protesting anyway, right?"
"Ahahahaha… That tickle…"
"See?! She loves me."
"She shouldn't."
The entire team Minaz could only hide their faces in their hands out of sheer embarrassment at what their trainer was doing. It's like when a father is doing something stupid in front of his daughters' friends.
"You should let him go, Igo Heita. She hasn't met her grandfather yet."
"Her grandfather?"
The young man can't be helped but be piqued with the mention of Rice Shower's grandfather. If she remembers correctly, there was never a mention of him in the young man's previous world. It's a reasonable expectation that this world is going to expand on the umamusumes' families, unlike in the previous world, where getting the license for the horses might not be easy.
"Ah!! Grandpa!!"
The young man feels an incredibly strong and cold killing intent from behind him. It's a feeling only a few can strike into the young man after his many brushes with death. The sound of heavy metal clinking against the floor only heightened the tension on the young man's body.
As expected. Taking Rice Shower won't be easy. But nothing is going to stop me!! I WILL CONQUER ANYTHING TO HAVE RICE SHOWER AS MY BRIDE!!!
The young man has the full intention of winning Rice Shower's grandfather's heart when he turns around, but his body's temperature quickly drops when he sees his would-be adversary.
What stands behind him looks as if he emerged from the mist like a curse given form. Cloaked in a tattered robe, which drags across the ground as he walks forward, the towering figure stood over everyone at 2,2 meters. Under the robe is an entirely dark set of armor that glows an eerie shade of blue, as if the twilight is forever following his presence. He wears a skeletal visor with glowing blue eyes that pierce through the thickest of lies. In one hand, he carries a massive broad sword, and in the other, a shield with thick black thorns threatening anyone who comes close.
"The evening bell has tolled thy name, Heretic Igo Heita."
"The First… Hassan… I Sabbah…"
"Ah! You know grandpa, Big Brother Igo?"
"Uuuh… Sort of…"
"Rice, attend us. Herein is coin for thy charge—take thou all others with thee and depart forthwith. Grandsire hath words he would speak unto this young man."
"Ah! Okay, grandpa."
"Senior Riko, can you take care of Chizuru for me?"
The young man wants to join Rice Shower and the rest, but he knows he will never get a chance like this ever again. Facing a Grand Assassin like him would mean certain death, but if he ever wanted to walk down the wedding aisle with Rice Shower, then he needed to talk with him one-on-one.
Let's do this, old man of the mountain. I'll be the first one to defeat a Grand Servant!
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"GATE OF BABYLON!!!"
Hundreds of golden portals appear behind the young man, before all sorts of weaponry launch themselves out toward the young man's enemy. The old man of the mountain held his mighty shield up, and tank all the weapons coming at him. The Old Man watches for the slightest bit of chance, and swung his massive broad sword.
"KUH!!"
The swing doesn't even connect with any of his portals, but the next moment, all of the young man's portals grey out and crack into millions of pieces. The Old Man of the Mountain has killed his portals.
Azrael is a pain in the ass to deal with!
"Come out: Excalibur!"
The young man pulled out a golden sword from his massive treasury and instantly charged it up with magical energy. The sword's blade shines brighter and brighter as more magical energy is poured into it, and the young man screams its name as he swings it with all his might.
"EXCALIBUR!!!"
A powerful wave of golden magical energy is directed out of the sword's blade toward the Old Man of the Mountain. The Old Man once again brings up his shield before he is engulf with the golden light. The young man smiles for a moment before the wave of energy turns gray and crumbles before his eyes.
"I must needs confess, thou art no common youth. Of all those whose necks have felt the bite of my blade, thine standeth among the stoutest and most unyielding."
"Pant! Pant!! Pant!! Hahaha!! Thank you for the compliment, but you know what I want."
"Indeed. Thy faith in thyself doth rival mine own. A pity it serveth thee not in the matter of thy manners."
"PANT!! Pant!! Pant!! Manners maketh the man, or whatever. Pant!! Pant!! I may not be polite, but I'm honest. You can't say the same to those who stand at the top with all their politeness and fake behavior, no?"
"My will admitteth no choosing betwixt evils, for my resolve standeth absolute and unshaken."
"Pant… Pant… Choices are for the weak, the strong make their own. I guess we both have something in common after all."
"Perhaps so."
"I will show you that my resolve to have Rice Shower as my bride is as solid as your resolve to uphold your religious belief."
"Come forth and make proof of thy words, thou Man of Heretics. Show thy worth not in the clamor that issueth from thy mouth, but in the sweat and toil of thy deeds."
"Hahaha… Come forth: Excalibur Morgan."
Another sword of a similar nature to Excalibur pops out in front of the young man. The holy sword itself is a complete mirror of the holy sword he is currently wielding. It is overflowing with dark energy that chokes those with weak will.
"HERE I COME!! HASSAN-I-SABBAH!!!"