Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 146: Tom Humiliates Red Archer?

Though it was not real money that they bet, but simply a hundred free points obtained from some event in the game. However, these points were valuable as they could be used for lottery draws. Once the points had this functionality, their value couldn't be considered zero anymore, and losing them was unacceptable.

Of course, there were still some happy people, those who supported Tom in this battle. Gudako, for instance, forgot about the need to escape and was now excitedly watching the large screen, cheerfully cheering on Tom.

The only one who wasn't thrilled about Gudako's enthusiasm was Mashu, who was her "riding" partner. She watched Gudako's support for Tom with a horrified expression, wondering what had happened to her.

However, Gudako was undeniably happy at this moment. She had initially been unsure if Tom could win, and had even contemplated using Command Seals to make Red Archer commit suicide to ensure Tom's victory if things went awry in the Tom vs. Red Archer battle. But now, it seemed unnecessary.

With the current situation, she could save her Command Seals to ensure Tom's victory and win the gambling. It was a double win—she won twice!

"We can see that mongrel number two has stood up. He hasn't given up; he still wants to be the victorious mongrel!" Regardless of whether the audience was starting to boo Red Archer, Gill continued his commentary as usual.

If you ask why, it's because of the instinctive "Golden Rule" driving him to choose Tom to win. Even though he sponsored the prizes, whether Tom won or not seemed unimportant, but... it's the participation that matters.

On the other side, Red Archer, after standing up and retreating more than ten meters, shouted, "What did you do to me?" He had lost the calm and composure he had when he arrived in this Singularity.

He couldn't understand how Tom, just a mere scientist with a cat named Schrödinger, could become so powerful. As Schrödinger's familiar, a Servant from the modern era, there was no mystique about him. Without mystique, there would be no power boost from it, and his strength should only reflect Schrödinger's own power. Yet this cat in front of him almost sent him packing with a single blow, which was simply unbelievable.

"Who are you, and what kind of Heroic Spirit are you?!" Rubbing the half-fist-sized bump on his head, Red Archer called out to Tom with a serious expression.

As Red Archer made his request, Tom raised an eyebrow, wondering if he was asking for his home address. Could it be... he wanted to seek revenge?

The thought of people coming to his door every day seeking trouble made Tom nervous. He couldn't bear such a life. Moreover, if his new owner found out he had given his home address to a stranger, he'd be in for a terrible childhood. Even Bai Song's mercy would pale in comparison to what his new owner would do to him.

The idea of getting skinned alive was enough to make Tom firmly shake his head. No, absolutely not.

However, refusing to give his address directly might come off as arrogant, and he didn't want to appear like the aloof Champion of Mouse Catching. So, Tom casually stuck his long spear into the ground, signaling that he wasn't going to engage in a fight.

Spike, the bone he had fought so hard to steal from the blue dog, couldn't help but feel heartache when he saw Tom do this. If Bai Song wasn't present, Spike would have used Tom's skull as a bowl right on the spot.

After calmly planting the spear, Tom reached his right hand behind his back. When he pulled it back, a hand-rolled cigarette appeared in his grasp. Tom placed the cigarette in his mouth and then took out a match from a matchbox, discarding the box to the side.

"Crackle~!" Tom struck the match on the box, igniting it effortlessly.

"Mua~mua~mua." He placed the lit match to light the cigarette, and with a few puffs, the cigarette was successfully ignited. "Hiss~"

Taking a deep drag from the cigarette, Tom looked content. He finished the entire cigarette in one breath, leaving only the cigarette butt between his two fingers. He then moved the butt to the right side and confidently blew the smoke out. "Huff~"josei

The smoke from the cigarette seemed to have a life of its own as it rose in front of Tom, forming a line drawing of the continental United States. The surrounding lines created a hollow space within the territory.

If someone who didn't witness the process saw it, they would think it was a wire sculpture of the United States filled with cotton, forming this peculiar spectacle.

Then, Tom raised his still-smoldering right hand and marked an X on the West Coast of the United States in the smoke-formed map.

Just like writing on a blackboard, the cigarette butt left a perfect X in the smoke, precisely marking the location of the headquarters of MGM in Los Angeles.

Red Archer watched Tom complete this series of actions, but he couldn't comprehend what Tom was doing. At first, he thought Tom was drawing runes to attack him, but then he realized it was not runes but a map of the United States, with a mark on the location of Los Angeles.

Recalling his earlier question about Tom's identity as an English spirit, Red Archer began to suspect that Tom was trying to convey that he came from Los Angeles. However, it seemed ridiculous to him since Schrödinger was known to be Austrian, not American. He couldn't help feeling that Tom was just playing with him, making him feel humiliated.

No longer willing to waste time talking to Tom, Red Archer decided that he had bought enough time for Gudako to escape. He realized he couldn't escape Tom's clutches, so he resolved to fight to the death.

With determination in his eyes, Red Archer's body became enveloped in a blue magical aura. He had made up his mind to unleash his Noble Phantasm – Unlimited Blade Works!