Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

"Your mom's business trip location?"

"Yeah, it's my mom's business trip location." Illya nodded, looking anxiously at Ruby clutched in her hand. "Is it really dangerous there?"

"Absolutely, it's incredibly dangerous. Without exaggeration, Fuyuki has most likely turned into a living hell!"

"And my mom... my dad..."

Upon receiving such distressing news, Illya's excitement for tomorrow's morning program instantly vanished. Her legs went weak, and she plopped down on the ground like a duck.

In Illya's imagination, Fuyuki had already transformed into a wasteland within a sea of fire, like a hell on Earth!

"If you rush to Fuyuki now, there might still be some hope..." Ruby didn't elaborate too much, leaving it at waiting and hoping.

"But even if I want to go, how can I get there? It's on the other side of the Earth, in Japan!" While Ruby's words offered some hope, Illya quickly realized that she couldn't go to Japan alone.

"Ha!" Suddenly, Ruby burst into laughter, a proud grin forming on its face.

"What do you think I am? I am the Starry Sky-Ruby! Crossing just half the globe, I can make it in twenty minutes!"

Hearing this, Illya's spirits lifted. She urged, "That's great! Let's leave right now!"

"Ok~!"

"Top ace pilot, requesting... huh?!" Before Ruby could finish its pre-launch announcement, it felt something gripping the back of its metaphorical neck, controlling its destiny.

"Stop blabbering!"

Illya pouted, threatening with a hint of annoyance, "If you blabber again, I'll make you smell my stinky socks. Watch me eat something delicious!"

"Okay okay, let's go!" After Illya's physical reminder, Ruby dared not continue with unnecessary chatter and time-wasting antics.

In this moment, Ruby truly missed its previous master, who had a penchant for stirring up trouble. It was Illya's name, and from an outward appearance perspective, they were likely of the same age, so why such a huge difference in behavior?

"3..."

Suddenly, two jet thrusters similar to Okita J. Sōji's appeared on both sides of Illya's waist. Their emergence resembled a blue hologram projection before solidifying into two incredibly futuristic rocket thrusters the next moment.

From an external perspective, these thrusters even appeared to be an upgraded version of Soji's, and if one were to wonder why this felt the case, well, it could be summed up by the word "pro" written on the side.

The apertures of these two rocket thrusters were immensely large, at least as wide as a bowl, and the amount of thrust they emitted during ignition was undoubtedly substantial.

"2..."

As Ruby began its countdown once again, the two rocket thrusters started to emit a faint blue flame slowly. Initially, the thrust was so intense that they nearly launched straight away, but Ruby quickly adjusted the force of the propulsion, as if it was preheating for the real thing.

To put it simply, they could have taken off directly, but they decided to follow the procedure—well, just for the fun of it.

"1..."

As the countdown reached 1, the rocket thrusters began to increase their power gradually. Ready for liftoff, even though there wasn't really a need to prepare.

"Wu Hu!!!"

Ruby's final shout marked the moment when the apertures of the two rocket thrusters simultaneously expelled fierce flames. The thrust was so powerful that there was no need for a gradual liftoff; they shot off like a streak, soaring into the sky!

"Boom!!!" Accompanied by the explosive sound of the rocket thrusters, Illya burst out of the atmosphere in a flash, reaching a speed of Mach 20!

In the blink of an eye, Illya had disappeared entirely from the Earth's surface. If one were to look up at the sky at this moment, they would see a pair of closely packed, super-bright stars—a seemingly binary star system. In reality, these were the flames expelled by the rocket thrusters.

"So fast... Ah ah ah... It's too fast!" Appearing in the vastness of space, Illya's small face turned pale as a sheet. It was her first time going to space, let alone being in the midst of the cosmos.

However, amidst her fearful expression, for some reason, Illya felt her heart beating rapidly, like a continuous pounding. It wasn't due to fear, but rather... excitement.

"Just you wait, Mom, Dad!"

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Near Fuyuki City, Japan, within the EUO Super Deluxe Seaside Paradise.

As a certain individual passed by, the pedestrians around all turned their gazes toward the man, sparking a flurry of discussions.

Indeed, the center of attention, the most eye-catching guy on the street, was none other than the world's savior - Bai Song!

"Damn it... Don't look at me! This is so embarrassing!"

Feeling the peculiar glances around him, Bai Song's face reddened. These grand scenes were just right for someone with social anxiety, but for him, a social recluse, it was still too early.

So, here's the question. He had an average appearance, but he thought of himself as extremely handsome. Even traveling all the way to Guangdong just to hear someone call him handsome, he ended up being referred to as "hairy" by the locals. Why did he manage to attract the attention of the entire place?

The reason was simple - Bai Song's current attire was just a bit too... alternative, or you could say non-mainstream.

At the moment, Bai Song was wearing a hooded hoodie with a torn hem and pockets, along with patched pants that Jerry fixed for him while waiting for Spike and Tom. For ordinary people, wearing patched clothing did indeed increase one's visual appeal in an intangible way.

But please believe me, patched clothes and pants were the most normal attire Bai Song had on.

Around his neck, there was a perfectly wrapped cat, and a mouse was poking its head out from his pants pocket, looking at the scenery outside. Although it was somewhat strange, it wasn't too bad.

He had a bag slung over his right shoulder, riding on an electric scooter, slowly moving forward. In his left hand, he held a sharp crimson lance.

The most crucial point was what he had on his head - a balaclava that only bank robbers or terrorists would wear, revealing only his eyes and mouth. He looked like a complete criminal.

Perhaps if he added two cat ears to the balaclava, people might mistake him for a budget version of Batman in a cosplay.

And oh, don't ask why the scooter had no battery yet could still move normally. The reason was simple - there was a dog pulling the cart ahead.

With so many elements in play, even bystanders turned to look, yet they were unsure of how to best comment on the situation.