Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 59: Mashu got a freebie!

'Gulp?!' Feeling a sharp pain on her right buttock, Mashu's pupils shrank in response. The pain was so intense that she involuntarily gasped for air, feeling utterly weak and powerless. It was as if Tom had pressed the shutdown button on her.

With both hands stretched forward, Mashu rolled her eyes and returned to her position of kneeling and bowing three times, a ceremonial gesture. Her right hand occasionally twitched. Demi-servant Mashu Kyrielight had been completely defeated.

Victory! She had won! Tom, the human who had just brutally attacked her, was now defeated by the fork and knife she used to strike his buttocks. Tom jumped up in excitement, as if he could already smell the aroma of a delicious meal. He shouted in excitement, 'Yaho!'

Not far away, Gudako, who had just unhooked Arash from the wall, suddenly heard a familiar scream and turned her attention to the scene. Gudako noticed that, in just a brief encounter, Mashu had fallen flat on the ground.

And the posture she fell in... Wasn't it a bit ungraceful? From Gudako's perspective, she could still clearly see something silver sticking out of Mashu's raised buttocks.

Seeing this, Gudako couldn't help but scratch her head and pat Arash's shoulder, then gestured towards where Mashu was lying, saying with a hint of disdain, '...Wow, look, Mashu got a surprise, huh?'

At that moment, Arash, with a serious expression, used his A+ ranked Clairvoyance to observe the fork and knife on Mashu's buttocks closely. He pondered in his mind about what legendary weapons could paralyze a Servant with a single strike and cause them to lose consciousness with another.

While he was carefully examining the fork and knife on Mashu's buttocks, he suddenly heard Gudako calling him. Arash turned his head to Gudako and asked, 'Hmm? What does it mean to get a surprise?'

'What do you mean? Mashu has been defeated. You are now the hope of all of Chaldea, the great hero!' Gudako leaned forward, a questioning look on her face.

'I understand, master.' Arash nodded, then took hold of his crimson bow. He had initially thought that maybe he and Tom didn't have good compatibility, which was why he couldn't do much damage to him while Mashu, as a tank, easily shielded against Tom's attacks and turned him into a can shape.

However... Mashu's advantage didn't last long. Tom effortlessly defeated her, even with just two strikes! This proved that there was no such thing as a type advantage. The cat was simply not good at melee combat and was better at countering arrows. So, if he, with stronger abilities than Mashu, played in melee, it would be almost certain to take down Tom. Thinking this, Arash's eyes lit up with determination. He was ready to act.

No time to waste. Arash gripped his bow with both hands, charged towards Tom without hesitation, and struck him like a golf swing on his face.

'Thunk~~~ !!!!!!'"

In the moment of impact, there was an instant explosion sound, and Tom's head flew out with a resounding noise. As he flew backward in the air, you could see that Tom, in his flipped state, resembled the letter "l" with a horizontal "v" on top, his head transformed into a shape that a mere mortal couldn't achieve.

"Crack!!!" Finally, Tom flew backward and collided with a thick, withered tree, coming to a stop from his inverted flight. Due to the impact of the back of his head hitting the tree trunk, Tom's head, which already resembled a flattened "v" shape, was further squashed, turning into a cat pancake.

Sitting on the ground, Tom's head now resembling a cat pancake, faced the perspective described in the novel. He blinked his eyes in a bewildered manner, and in that instant, a "thump thump" sound accompanied his blinking, as if there was someone secretly providing sound effects.

Arash, seeing that it had truly worked, couldn't help but take a deep look at the large bow he held in his hands. His expression was complex, never would he have imagined that his first effective attack after being summoned would be a melee strike with his bow!

Although this somewhat undermined the purpose of his bow, being able to inflict damage meant it was a good attack, and that's how it had to be done. With just this thought, the slight sense of guilt disappeared instantly.

"Feels like it can work!" Tightening his grip on the red bow, Arash, now understanding the correct attack method, suddenly became confident. He swung the large red bow with both hands and charged towards Tom once again, preparing to unleash a flurry of consecutive strikes.

The perspective shifted back to Tom. Shortly after turning into a cat pancake, a force generated by his collision caused a tree branch to fall from the withered tree, perfectly hitting Tom's head from above, smashing him back into his normal state.

"Ouch!!!" Tom immediately squatted on the ground, hands covering his head, with a face resembling that of someone experiencing constipation.

However, the more Tom reacted with exaggerated movements, the more his injuries responded. A bright red lump emerged from the top of his head, extending more than ten centimeters above his hands covering his head.

Although Tom didn't let out a scream when Arash swung his bow and sent him flying earlier, he was ultimately defeated by this lightly falling tree branch.

Furious, Tom stood up and was about to kick away the branch that had struck his head in frustration. But just as his foot was about to make contact with the branch, he saw Arash swinging his bow and charging towards him, causing him to open his limbs in shock and fly several tens of centimeters into the air!

After hovering for a few seconds, Tom's bottom touched the ground, and he bounced back up in a panic, ready to flee. Just as he was about to start running, maintaining his running posture, Tom suddenly stopped. He suddenly realized that being hit by the branch that had caused a big lump on his head seemed quite painful?

Immediately, Tom revealed a wickedly exaggerated smile, like a mischievous clown.

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