Roland looked at Illya in a daze, staring at the other's pupils. Unlike the residual trace of anger given to Matou Kariya, the devilish energy in Illya's body had already taken a definite form. In the dizziness, there was an aura of admiration and attachment. She has the same snow-white long hair and red pupils as her own mother, small and cute hands, and an appearance that is almost carved out of a mold. "Father, Illya misses you so much..." Roland gently stroked her little head while checking the other person's physical condition. Unlike the devil dragon in the original book, Illya's state is quite strange. The Holy Master is the last dragon and the only fire demon. Although the little demon dragon claims to be his child, from the outside, even the upright party has doubts about this. plummeted. From Roland's current point of view, the existence of the devil dragon is not considered a success, but it is barely acceptable. After all, the body brought by the natural blood has an innate compatibility with the demonic energy of fire, just like using silver. to act as a conductor. But Illya is different. She is based on artificial human technology, with magic energy as the source, and then born in a natural way through a specific container. In this case, she retains the external form, but You can also enjoy the gifts brought by the magic energy of fire, which is extremely malleable. Even the biggest lifespan problem of artificial humans has been solved, the only shortcoming is that the appearance will stagnate after a certain period of time. "When my father didn't come back, Ilya was very obedient. I was expecting my father to pick me up every day, and my mother refused to bring Ilya here. It was only after my grandfather agreed." "If it weren't for this, Illya would have met her father a few days ago!" Recalling Irisviel's actions, Illya's face instantly puffed up, and she said angrily.
Roland couldn't help laughing, and stroked Illya's little head: "It's not too late, we still have a lot of time to get along, now, let's get to know each other first." Thanks to Rin and Sakura, Roland is now very proficient in dealing with little girls. The demonic energy that spreads has a natural sense of belonging to the devil itself, and the obedience engraved in the artificial human technology makes this clear. "What does Elijah like?" "flame!" "Why?" Roland was a little surprised. As a demon of fire, he didn't live in magma. Compared with the hot environment, the gorgeous palace was more in line with his preferences. It didn't make sense that there would be problems with Illya. Illya raised her head proudly, and declared confidently: "Because it's omnipotent! If you want to warm up, you can do it with flames. If you're tired, eat some flames to refresh yourself. If you get dirty with something It can also be burnt with a flame." "Throw the nasty guy in the fire, it will be noisy at first, but it will be quiet soon." "Ah," Roland smiled. "It seems that I will teach you a little more in the future. Einzbern is very problematic in education." Seeing the warm scene of the father and daughter, Irisviel opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't. It was unbelievable, even though Illya's father had always been regarded as a demon that would end their happiness, but at this moment, Irisviel only felt a kind of sweet happiness. By coincidence, Irisviel took the initiative to hold Roland's hand and murmured softly. "Okay, Illya, let's talk to Dad tomorrow." She took a deep breath, suppressing everything in her heart, leaving only the love that belongs to her mother, "After that, Mom may have to leave for a while , to complete Dad’s plan, although it may be a long-term separation, but you have to stay at home obediently, Dad will come to take care of you later.” Where Illya couldn't see, the hand she was holding Roland trembled slightly, and she spoke words like Tuogu. She has already made up her mind. If the fate of becoming the Little Holy Grail ends in her session, Roland does not need to desire the next Holy Grail, then Illya's fate can be avoided. With such a powerful father, she You can also obtain the happiness of ordinary people. Ilya nodded half-understanding, "Father and mother are going to fight, right? Although it may take some time, mother will come back, right? Otherwise, Illya will be very lonely." Irisviel stared at Illya without blinking her red eyes, and wanted to show a flawless and gentle smile as usual, but a feeling of sadness had already spread from her heart, and she subconsciously covered it with her hands. eyes, turned away, not wanting Illya to see the scene of tears spilling from between her fingers. But another voice had answered in her stead. "Of course, Mom will come back to you."
"Father, promise?" "In this world, there are not many people who can make me keep my promise, but if it's Illya, I think this kind of tolerance, even the former owner of that power will allow it." Roland narrowed his eyes slightly, and his words were undeniably convincing. He put Illya on the ground, waved his hand gently, and watched her figure gradually disappear in the gate. "Eh?" Irisviel hadn't realized what Roland said, "If you don't sacrifice me, you won't be able to get the Holy Grail!" "That's on the premise that the Great Holy Grail is still preserved, but unfortunately," Roland stood up, "I said a long time ago that I would blow up that broken cup sooner or later." "Besides, who allowed you to make decisions on your own? You don't belong to Einzbern, but to me, Roland!" "Now, do you understand what you should do?" Irisviel finally raised her head, stared at Roland, and spoke slowly. "Yes, Lord Roland." Roland laughed out loud, and hugged Irisviel tenderly. "After the outcome of the battle is decided, hand over Saber's contract to me, but before that, let me deal with the idiot who came to your door first." At some point, Roland held the search instrument of the four-headed dragon sculpture in his hand again, and one of the directions was already lit up with a scorching light. —— "Are they still fighting?" "Yes, master." Danic and Lancer's calm gaze met each other, without any hesitation. "Although I don't know why the Master of Berserker is targeting Saber, there is no doubt that this is a good opportunity." Enkidu's excellent breath perception always allows Danik to take the lead, and the battlefield is a forest that is incomparable. With the help of Enkidu's power, the trees around him respond to his will, sway, grow, and slow down. Slowly rippling, dense new leaves were born, completely avoiding the detection of the enchantment, hiding their aura. "At present, Einzbern is absolutely unable to respond to the door-to-door attack. Not only can Saber be dealt with, but maybe even Berserker's master can be dealt with as well." Danic subconsciously clenched the icy charm on his chest, and a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes. "It happened to be a new body. The combination of the spell and the body is still a little unstable. It should be almost enough to swallow the souls of the two masters." Danic was full of ambition, and took the lead to step towards the city of Einzbern, which had already been outlined in his vision. Whether it's a sneak attack with the power of a servant, or a despicable two-on-one, no matter how you think about it, I have the advantage! "Lancer, let's go!"
