Xyrin Empire

Chapter 478: 478 The Thrifty Spirit of the Imperial Leaders

Chapter 478: Chapter 478 The Thrifty Spirit of the Imperial Leaders

Within the wreckage of the Emiya Shirou’s mansion, the barbecue party filled with snide remarks and merriment continued for almost two hours before it ended noisily. In the final event, as expected Saber and Sandora locked horns over who could eat more, the two gluttonous kings went head to head in a brutal dismemberment of the clearly excessive prepared meat. Just as I can’t understand Sandora’s stomach structure, in fact, Saber’s appetite has already exceeded what biology can explain. If it weren’t for Sandora’s bizarre hunting range, perhaps they really could have been evenly matched in terms of eating capacity.

Unfortunately, in the end, Saber was slightly outdone. The moment Sandora, with a triumphant smile, broke off a piece of metal from the grill, Saber’s defeat became a foregone conclusion.

“I admit defeat,” The King of Dai Mao sincerely lowered her noble head to Sandora. But seriously speaking, as the solemn and serious Knight King, do you think it’s appropriate to be led by a scatterbrained Queen Xyrin into such a bizarre competition?

Since the main house had been destroyed by the landing pod’s crash, the sleeping arrangements for Shirou and a bunch of other tenants became a huge problem. Shirou had always complained that the mansion was too big and felt empty living there alone, but now he no longer had to complain, instead, he was troubled by where to sleep at night.

But in the end, I politely declined Tohsaka Rin’s kind offer to let everyone stay at her place, because I could be absolutely certain that a certain Miss who pretends to have a big family business but is actually scared of poverty wouldn’t pass up any chance to exploit her tenants. Especially when Pandora miraculously pulled out a standard planetary residence pod from her Personal Space, the look in Tohsaka’s eyes sparkled like gemstones with frenzy. I bet that if there was the slightest chance, this poor Miss would unhesitatingly extort our “precious Alien Star wealth” down to the last screw.

So, less than three days after arriving in the FATE world and being inside the Emiya Mansion, we found ourselves sleeping in the steel barracks from the Xyrin Empire again. Although Shirou himself found this novel experience quite interesting and even Tohsaka Rin seemed eager to try it, I just felt a wave of Dan Dan’s sadness.

The next morning, we got up early to have Pandora retract the residence pod into her Personal Space as soon as possible. After all, having the Emiya Mansion destroyed overnight was shocking enough. If someone saw a row of high-tech, integrated residence pods just pop up in the yard, Shirou’s second half of his life would be spent in a research institute.

Then came the expected scene where Fujimura Taiga, who usually came over to freeload meals, was left speechless by the battlefield-like state of the Emiya Mansion grounds.

“Emiya—Shirou!!!” Fujimura’s high-pitched scream set off a car alarm in someone’s house next door. The formidable woman, known as Fujimura Laohu, hoisted the unlucky Mr. Emiya into the air with one hand while pointing at the ruins with the other. “Don’t tell me this was also caused by a gas explosion?!”

“Fujimura Sister, Fujimura Sister, you must stay calm!” Shirou, hoisted mid-air, hurriedly tried to pacify his guardian, who went ballistic. “This was just a regular gas pipeline explosion accident. The house was old and in need of repairs, plus the gas supply lines had frequent malfunctions. The explosion was just an unlucky accident, that’s all. The police also came to this conclusion when they came by this morning.”

The police who came by this morning? Sorry, they had already been “controlled” by the omnipotent Miss Tohsaka, using certain methods. For the Society of magicians, using unconventional means to deceive ordinary people and cover up the disastrous consequences caused by magical activities is quite common.

“Tell me the truth, did you mess with someone you shouldn’t have? The Mafia or terrorists?!” Still in a frenzy, Fujimura suddenly set Shirou down and then firmly grasped his shoulders, asking very seriously.

Although her speculation was bizarre, it seemed like she truly cared for her friend’s orphan. Faced with Fujimura’s genuinely concerned expression, Shirou, not good at lying to begin with, immediately silenced.

Should he admit that his house was bombed by aliens?

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