Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 103: Ahoge: Excalibur!!!!!

At this moment, Artoria's momentum had reached its peak. Everything was waiting for her to unleash her Noble Phantasm upon the face of this super weird cat.

However, Artoria had some doubts despite feeling delighted about avenging herself. She didn't understand why, but releasing her Noble Phantasm should have been an instantaneous event. Why did she feel like it had been a long time already? Bai Song was even there in the corner taking pictures of her with a sideways glance and then starting to take selfies.

But now, she didn't need to worry about these things anymore because... her Noble Phantasm was ready!

Artoria raised her holy sword, Excalibur, with both hands and finally shouted the true name of her Noble Phantasm, "EXCALIBUR!"

In the moment her words fell, Artoria fiercely swung her holy sword towards Tom.

In an instant, a torrential flow of golden light, akin to a flood, surged towards Tom. Tom at that moment felt like a tiny boat in a raging flood, on the verge of being completely swallowed by the deluge.

And Tom the cat felt exactly the same way.

After witnessing Artoria swing Excalibur, the onslaught of light beams resembling a flood, Tom's mind went completely blank. From Tom's perspective, the time it took for the light beams to reach him seemed infinitely extended. Even though no one... yes, no one was aware of this fact, and it was impossible for them to be aware of it, Tom himself was unaware as well.

Then, the first thought that popped into Tom's mind was that it needed to dig its own grave and write a new will.

Thinking this, Tom immediately sprung into action, hurriedly retrieving a pen and paper from behind itself, and began writing its farewell letter. The letter read, "I voluntarily bequeath all my possessions to a charity organizationTom's Legacy."

Tom scanned the farewell letter back and forth, making sure that not a single letter was written incorrectly.

However, just as Tom finished writing the will and was about to affix its seal, it suddenly remembered a very serious matter.

Did it... before going into battle, perhaps while its owner Bai Song was asleep, engage in playful antics with Jerry and end up destroying several rooms...?

If this battle ended in victory, there might not be any punishment, and there might even be rewards. But if this battle ended in Tom's failure, undoubtedly awaiting it would be the punishment of destruction and defeat, both brought upon by its owner. In that case, it wouldn't just face being sliced by Artoria's 40-meter-long great sword but also being brutally scolded by its owner!

Just the thought of it made Tom swallow a mouthful of saliva out of sheer fright.

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Even the hand holding the seal, intending to stamp it on the testament, trembled slightly. Clearly, Tom didn't grasp the significance of priorities. After all, why worry about a raging flood when it's already dead?

"Rip, rip, rip." With the thought of being brutally beaten by its owner, Tom panicked even more than being bombarded by the light beams. It hastily tore the carefully written testament into pieces.

Now, Tom understood one factlosing was absolutely not an option. If it lost, then its good days would truly be over. Just thinking about the bleak future made Tom extremely anxious.

As it stared at the light beams about to strike its face, Tom frantically started rummaging through its belongings from behind.

The first object was a shoe, which had a bite mark on it. Tom casually tossed it aside without a second thought.

The second object was a pink corset, a flying prop for Tom, but now it was utterly useless.

The third one was a small bottle of a failed potion, which would shrink the drinker to the size of a mouse, or even smaller. It was pure rubbish, a complete pass.

The fourth... the fifth... the sixth...

Feeling that this was too slow, the light beams could kiss its face at any moment, reducing it to rubble. With the imminent crisis in mind, Tom didn't care anymore. It decisively lifted itself up by grabbing its own tail with its right hand and vigorously shook itself.

"Rattle, rattle..."

Soon, Tom's lower area accumulated a small mountain.

Releasing its tail, Tom began searching through the miscellaneous items on the ground. However, the more it searched, the more desperate it became. It unearthed numerous insignificant objects, but not a single one seemed capable of withstanding Artoria's light beams. It was a lost cause.

Tom casually grabbed a bottle of vodka that was still more than half full, looked at it with disdain, and prepared to discard it and move on to the next item.

Just as Tom raised the bottle, about to throw it away, it suddenly stopped. It seemed to have thought of something, and a wicked smile spread across its face, stretching its mouth almost to its ears.

Raising its head to confirm that there was still some distance between itself and the approaching light beams, Tom decisively bent down and rummaged through the pile of miscellaneous items, retrieving a lighter.

Glancing at the vodka in its left hand, then at the lighter in its right hand, Tom didn't hesitate. It lifted its head high and began blowing directly into the bottle, making a "glug, glug, glug" sound.

"Burp!"

After downing more than half the bottle of vodka, Tom, the entire cat, entered a slightly intoxicated state and started hiccupping. It even choked on a hiccup, jerking its head upwards.

"Flick."

Following that, Tom pressed the lighter with its right hand, and a bright yellow flame emerged.

Then, Tom brought the lighter close to its mouth, adjusting its position to ensure that its mouth was aligned perfectly with Artoria, who was currently releasing the light beams.

"Suck."

Once the position was correct, Tom took a deep breath and then exhaled, spraying the air and alcohol together. "Puhhhhh!"

In an instant, the combination of alcohol and air ignited into a gushing flame upon contact with the lighter in front of Tom's mouth.

"Boom!"

Artoria had just unleashed her light beam and was preparing to bask in her victory.

The next moment, she saw a towering inferno surpassing her light beam in both size and intensity.