Chapter 24 Arthur Pendragon "call……" Emiya Kiritsugu took a deep breath, he shouldn't have been so nervous, but when he thought that what he was going to summon next was a servant who could tear apart the sky, break steel and shatter jade, the instinctive fear rose together with reason mind. As a character who claims to be a magician, Emiya Kiritsugu will naturally not be like other magicians who simply regard the servants as being summoned and manipulated at will. They are all great heroes with unique personalities. Failure to do so will only lead to more serious consequences. The command spell in his hand is the best proof, if it is not for this thing, the status difference between the servant and the master may not be so obvious. To be honest, he is more interested in the two classes of caster and assassin, but Ahad is right. This is not an assassination in the past, but a changeable battlefield. A powerful heroic spirit can improve the most His tolerance rate. "Kiritsugu...the time is coming." "I see." Under Irisviel's worried gaze, Emiya Kiritsugu raised his right hand. "Declaration—!"
The chills and pain surrounding the whole body easily swept up, which was a sign that the magic circuit was fully circulated. However, compared with the miracle to be completed next, these consumptions were nothing at all. Emiya Kiritsugu recited the summoned word spirit in a deep voice, even though the wind tornado formed by the atmosphere hit everything around him, he didn't pause at all, as if he was just a part of this ceremony. "You are the seven heavens wrapped in the three spirits of words, you come from the wheel of restraint, the guardian of the balance—" With the end of the word spirit, Emiya Kiritsugu felt that the magic power in his body had accelerated to the limit. In the whirling wind, Irisviel, who was guarding one side, narrowed her eyes slightly, allowing herself to retain as much vision as possible in the brilliant light of the summoning circle. But her eyes were not focused on the summoning array, but on the scabbard of the altar behind it. Since that day, she has never seen anything similar, as if it was really just an illusion. But thinking of Illya's recent abnormalities, Irisviel still couldn't relax. When she was full of worries, the light of the magic circle gradually went out, and the white mist slowly spread along with the figure. Wearing a close-fitting silver-white armor and a hood, an invisible figure appeared in front of the magic circle. This made Emiya Kiritsugu let out a gasp that he didn't know whether it was relief or peace of mind, and he examined the figure in front of him with his sharp eyes. And as if he had noticed Emiya Kiritsugu's gaze, that figure took off his hood, revealing his entire appearance. Short blond hair, emerald eyes, although soft and beautiful, the appearance of this figure is undeniably handsome, with an enviable, sunshine-like handsomeness. Then, he looked at Emiya Kiritsugu who had the deepest connection with him, and spoke. "Servant Saber, come here following the call, may I ask—are you my Master?" —— In the Einzbern forest in the morning, Saber was having a meal with Irisviel at the sunny dining table. Although the speed of eating can be said to be fast, Saber's every move has a natural and elegant demeanor, which makes him look majestic. As a cyborg, Irisviel, who didn't have a high demand for this, just quietly drank black tea, and put the curious Illya on her lap. "Is it okay for the Master to leave alone like this?"
After finishing the meal, Saber finally raised a question first, "In this Holy Grail War, if you stay too far away from the followers, will other enemies take the lead?" "Well, from a common sense point of view, maybe so, but that man's talent in this area is far better than mine, and I trust him." Although, as a specialized product of the Lesser Holy Grail, Irisviel is also proficient in alchemy-like magic, and will definitely not lag behind in battle, but compared to Emiya Kiritsugu, she is still far behind. "It seems that I still haven't gained his trust." Saber showed a frown and a stiff expression, and her sunny smile was also restrained, but even so, the cold feeling still showed that this was a powerful knight. Even if the contract between the heroic spirit and the master has no distance limit, this attitude of acting alone is the best explanation. After being summoned a few nights ago, after confirming the relationship with the master, Emiya Kiritsugu left in a hurry, and the explanation of the specific situation was handed over to Irisviel, as if he was rejecting the heroic spirit he summoned Same. "You must be dissatisfied? But, please trust him, I can guarantee that he just looks indifferent." If you say you don't trust Saber, then Emiya Kiritsugu is really wronged. His quality as a master is not outstanding, but even so, except for luck, Saber's other attributes are top-notch. In terms of durability, It even has an A+ level, which means that as long as the master's magic power supply is sufficient, even in the face of other rare heroes, this knight can still fight with one enemy. No matter from which angle you look at it, Emiya Kiritsugu couldn't find anything to criticize. The reason why he maintains such an indifferent attitude is only to prevent a noble spirit like the King of Knights from causing discord between the master and the slave due to the despicable act of assassinating the master. He and Irisviel will maintain this pattern until the Master starts to decrease. "Or? Saber, are you not satisfied with my role as temporary master?" Seeing Saber's depressed mood, Irisviel immediately started rounding things up with a joking tone. "Of course not, I'm very happy that you, Irisviel, can be my Master." For Irisviel, who was born to breathe nobility like air, she was like a princess in Saber's era, and, For some reason, most of the women around him are not reliable, whether they are teachers or sisters. To Irisviel, a well-educated woman with a pure heart is just like an angel to him. Therefore, even without a contract, Saber performed the oath of master and servant to her with knight etiquette. "Hmph, being praised by the legendary King of Knights, Arthur Pendragon, does it seem that I am also very powerful?" Irisviel showed a bright smile, and her eyes were a little gentle. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Illya's head. The appearance of Saber can be said to relieve one of her heart problems. Everything about this heroic spirit is normal, whether it is gender, strength, or noble character. It seems that the afterimage of the scabbard that day was indeed just her illusion. From this point of view, Kiritsugu who deliberately hid the existence of the scabbard from Saber and took it to Fuyuki City first did not have to worry too much. "Because you are worthy of this praise. However, the name Arthur Pendragon is my most popular name. If it is Irisviel, you can call me Artorius. It's my real name, but please call me Saber in battle." "To each other, Artorius, this time we must win the final victory!" "Well," Saber smiled gently, and then looked at Illya in Irisviel's arms with puzzled eyes. "Although I may be meddling in my own business, is it okay for Ling Qianjin to do this?" "Eh?" Hearing Saber's words, Irisviel looked at Illya in her arms belatedly. After being held in her arms, she looked at Saber and the dining table curiously at the beginning, but later, Just like usual, he obediently stared in the direction of Fuyuki City and did not move. But this time it was different, seeing Illya's current actions, Irisviel finally understood why Saber had questioned her. During Ilya's breathing, scorching flames spewed out of her mouth, retracting and releasing, like a toy, but she still stared at the distant sky as if she hadn't noticed it, as if she felt something.
"Illya? What are you looking at?" Irisviel gently shook her daughter, bringing her back to God. "Mom?" Illya came back to her senses, showing a sacred and joyful expression, and said words that made Irisviel feel like falling into an ice cave. "Don't you feel it? Daddy, it's born."