Chapter 86: So Don't Stop!!!
[Ahahaha! Look at Mo-chan's face, she's so pissed she's about to cry!!!]
[Well, this is her chuunibyou phase. No, actually, it's the early stage of chuunibyou.]
[Holy Sheet! Mo-chan just spammed NP straight at the screen—I almost had a heart attack!]
[I dropped my phone and shattered the screen… my three months' worth of savings, huhu.]
[Was that just an effect, or did they actually use props? Mo-chan just wrecked all that expensive-looking equipment around her.]
[Getting exposed on a livestream with her dark past on full display… Even through the screen, I can feel Mordred's despair.]
[Friendly reminder: No need to hold your phone away. Even if it's a Noble Phantasm, it won't shoot out of the screen.]
[Can't believe Mordred had such an adorable side.]
[You bastard! My Mo-chan is always adorable!!!]
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[System: 'British Trouble Kid' has sent 100 Saint Quartz!]
[Message: Your Mo-chan?????? OURS! PRINCESS!]
[System: 'Drama Addict' has sent 300 Saint Quartz!]
[Message: Mordred's social death, muahahahaha!]
[System: 'The King's No.1 Chef' has sent 100 Saint Quartz!]
[Message: Now, now, I can't wait to see Jeanne-chan's reaction when she watches her original self act like a Holy Maiden! The host's company is about to go up in flames, muahahaha!]
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The livestream room was filled with laughter, but outside, chaos reigned.
Finally, with the combined efforts of Mash and Martha, Mordred was barely restrained.
But the room had already been utterly destroyed by Mordred's rampage. The wrecked equipment and supplies left Dr. Romani on the verge of tears.
Da Vinci, on the other hand, had long since slipped away like a ninja, leaving only a decoy mannequin behind.
"Ahem, well, everyone, that's it for today's broadcast."
Ethan sat slumped in a chair, his face exhausted, with the ruins of the room behind him.
"I wonder if our audience enjoyed today's event?"
On the screen, a flood of "???" comments flooded in.
[Nya-ni? It's over already?]
[No way! Keep reacting!]
[Yeah, that was barely anything! Jeanne-sama hasn't even burned anything down yet!]
[There are still so many dark history clips of Mordred and Jeanne! Please keep going!]
Ethan glanced at the chat, his smile twitching.
You guys are just here to watch the drama unfold, aren't you?!
If he hadn't stopped it in time, Mordred would've nearly used Mana Burst combined with Clarent to unleash her Noble Phantasm!
Sure, he did accidentally fast-forward to that scene, but did the reaction really have to be that intense…?
"For certain unavoidable reasons, today's livestream will have to end here. See you all tomorrow! I'll be randomly selecting a 'lucky cast member' from our company to chat with everyone. That's all—ciao!"
Ethan quickly wrapped up and turned the camera toward Mash.
"Here, Mash, say goodbye to everyone."
"Uh, thank you for watching today… Goodbye… Uwaa!!"
Too nervous, Mash bowed too fast, slamming her forehead against the desk once again.
"Uwuu… That hurts…"
She clutched her now red forehead but still managed to wave at the camera.
Phew…
After Ethan ended the stream, he immediately rushed over to check on her.
"Mash, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine… Did I mess up the livestream, Senpai?"
Mash rubbed her forehead, eyes filled with concern.
"Not at all. Not even a little bit."
Ethan stole a quick glance at the stream's statistics.
"On the contrary, you just gave me a huge boost."
...
Right After the Stream Ended
The number of concurrent viewers had almost reached 70,000 by the time the stream ended. Not to mention, thanks to Mash's unintentional actions, the amount of gifts sent skyrocketed.
'System, tally up the stream points.'
[Ding! Compiling statistics...]
[Compilation complete.]
[Total livestream points earned: 33,000.]
[Total gifts received: 21,000.]
Ethan was stunned. He'd only streamed for a short while and already earned this much? Compared to racking his brain trying to find topics to talk about, this was way more efficient.
It seemed like his audience was full of people who thrived on watching others suffer.
Still, he couldn't rely on this type of content too often.
—
"Ethan, Mash."
Dr. Romani approached them with a serious expression.
"How… are things looking?"
Ethan nodded and gave a thumbs-up.
"That's a relief."
Without warning, Dr. Romani grabbed Ethan's hands tightly.
"But could you please be more careful about which Servants you invite next time...? If this keeps up, I'm afraid Chaldea will collapse before we even fix the last Singularities."
As if to punctuate his point, a chunk of the wall behind him suddenly fell off.
"...I'll do my best..." Ethan scratched his head awkwardly.
"Alright, I need to contact logistics. We still have issues with spiritron transmission, not to mention expanding the operational area..."
Watching Dr. Romani sigh as he returned to his office, Ethan let out a sigh of his own.
He was right. If they kept doing reaction streams of the Holy Grail War…
The profit from the streams might skyrocket, but Chaldea's destruction would accelerate just as fast.
But I'm sorry, Doctor!!!
Before heading into the next Singularity, Ethan had to rack up enough points. At best, he needed to unlock a Divine-level Servant.
So he couldn't stop.
As long as he kept going, the road ahead would stretch even further!!!
For a moment, a melody echoed in his mind—Hana wa Saku. A female voice, followed by a male voice…
Ethan quickly shook his head to banish the thought.
—
"Yo, Master!"
Suddenly, Ethan felt a weight on his shoulders. A voice full of barely contained rage rang out from behind him.
Mordred had approached him with a seemingly friendly stance—but in reality, she had subtly blocked off all possible escape routes.
A true Knight of the Round Table!!!
"M-Mordred, what's up?" Ethan responded immediately.
"About what happened earlier… do you have any thoughts on it?"
"Thoughts?!"
Feeling the overwhelming pressure, Ethan instinctively stood at attention like a soldier.
She must be talking about the clip where Mordred was seen worshipping Artoria's ahoge.
His thoughts on it?
Well… it was a heartwarming display of familial love, obviously!
But if he said that, he might not leave this encounter in one piece…
On the surface, Ethan looked calm, like a seasoned veteran.
But deep down, he was panicking like hell.
His brain started working at full capacity.
Time for another round of Bullshit-no-jutsu.
"I think... it was an incredibly proud moment."
"Proud?!"
Mordred looked utterly shocked.
"Master, are you out of your damn mind???"
"Senpai! Please don't say things that will make Mordred-san even angrier!"
Mash whispered anxiously from the side.
"It's because of these deeply ingrained memories that you ultimately became the Knight of Treachery. And because of that, you've grown stronger than even King Arthur. That's why I believe these memories are something to be proud of! Even if others see them, they are definitely not a shameful dark history!!!"
"Master, you…"
Mordred's expression gradually softened. Her grip on him also loosened slightly.
"That's right, Mordred. Even if others see these memories, they're not something to be ashamed of."
"ARE YOU TREATING ME LIKE A KID?!?!?!"
"M-My neck! I CAN'T BREATHE—!!!"
"Yame-YAMEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"