Last night, the Holy Grail War made great progress, and two servants withdrew from the battle.
They are, Caster, who was knocked out by Illya, and Lancer, who was (correctly) bombarded by Saber.
At this time, the warm afternoon sunlight softly warmed the exterior wall of the warehouse that had turned into a cathedral shape, gradually tilting towards the west.
But the air in the courtyard was still silent and cold. The rays of the morning sun shone from the distant horizon, and the cathedral seemed to be bathed in the faint twilight of dusk.
Feeling a little tired, Saber sat on the ground against the wall, watching and waiting at the door of the cathedral.
In the "temple" behind Saber, Illya is urgently treating Irisviel.
Irisviel's physical condition suddenly deteriorated on her way home early this morning. Even Illya was caught off guard. Saber could imagine how dangerous and unexpected the situation was.
After obeying Illya's instructions and driving quickly back to the base, all Saber could do was wait and guard the two of them.
――――In the temple――――
Standing next to Irisviel, Illya continued to adjust the magic power transmitted from the "temple". She was extremely anxious at this time.
Illya never expected that even though so many optimizations had been made, Irisviel's physical condition still deteriorated, and it was only a little better than in the original work.
At this time, Irisviel was lying motionless in front of the sacred shackle, her whole body bathed in holy light, and a large number of small magic circles emitting white light were surrounding Irisviel.
The body is constantly moving, stopping somewhere on the body from time to time, emitting magic power to adjust.
As time goes by, the soft sunlight shines in colorfully through the colorful picture windows of the cathedral. After noon, the sunlight gradually changes its angle.
Finally - Irisviel moved slightly, and the still air in the "temple" seemed to ripple.
"Irisviel?"
Illya immediately opened her eyes wide and saw Irisviel groaning uncomfortably as she slowly sat up.
"...Little Ilia?"
Lazily brushing away the silver hair from her eyes, she stared blankly at Ilia, who was nervously guarding her.
"Irisviel, how is your health?"
"...Uh, well. It should be fine now."
"...Liar! Go ahead and tell Saber these words!"
Hearing that even in this situation, Irisviel actually gave such an answer, Illya turned around angrily and stopped looking at Irisviel.
"...Yes, little Ilia knows everything. I'm sorry for making you worry, little Ilia."
Irisviel gently hugged Illya, who turned her back, and whispered modestly in her ear.
"Irisviel, are you really prepared to go on like this?"
Illya did not accept Irisviel's hug as always. After getting out of Irisviel's arms easily, Illya looked at Irisviel very seriously.
"Why is this going on?"
'Are you pretending to be stupid? Or are you really just being stupid?'
To be honest, looking at Irisviel Illya who is tilting her head to show that she doesn't understand the conversation, she really wants to find a piece of tofu, run into it and die! It's true that a wife is not in a hurry, she is in a hurry loli. (That's right.
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(Author: Do you want to complain about your little love? If you complain, you will lose!
Illya: Go to hell!
Iliao－_－#)=o)tot)
Author: Against violence!...Ah, what a disgusting feeling...?☆
Behind the Scenes: Making...
Illya: Go to hell! Go to hell!
Iliao－_－#)=o)tot)
Behind the Scenes: It feels so annoying...?☆
Ilia: Let’s all die!
Ilia o－_－#)=o)tot) Narrator
Narrator: I haven’t said anything yet! It feels so annoying...?☆
Illya: The world is finally peaceful!)
"Irisviel! Do you know! If this continues, even if Saber and I are here, you will still be unable to maintain your human form! Now your body only relies on Saber's scabbard and me.
Only with the treatment can I barely maintain it!”
"...There's nothing we can do about it, right?"
After a moment of silence, Irisviel gave an answer that was not an answer.
However, Illya can understand this answer. This question is not unsolvable, but it is an unsolvable problem for Illya now.
"Hey... Irisviel, it doesn't matter to you even if you know it will turn out like that in the end? Do you really want to become the Holy Grail that much?"
Illya's tone was a little sad when she said this. She didn't want to say such words, but she finally said it. She didn't want to be the first person in this world to be alone again after thousands of years of loneliness.
The person who made her experience that kind of warmth that belongs to human beings became the victim of the Holy Grail right in front of her eyes.
Irisviel was stunned for a moment when asked, but she still answered.
"...Has it become like that?...But isn't this the meaning of my existence? This has also been the long-standing ambition of the Einzbern family...and it is also the only way to realize Kiritsugu's wish..."
"...The most important thing is, after all, Emiya Kiritsugu..."
Illya lowered her head and whispered to herself without letting Irisviel notice.
Illya was really disappointed now. When Irisviel was speaking, she kept staring at Irisviel's face, hoping to find expressions of pain, sadness and unwillingness.
But no, she never found it.
Becoming the Holy Grail and living as a vessel of the Holy Grail is Irisviel's choice.
So what excuses or reasons can Ilia use to save her?
Even a little bit of unwillingness can be the motivation for Illya to prevent Irisviel from becoming the Holy Grail.
But - no, not at all.
Do you want to break Irisviel's thoughts by acting independently and without asking? Even if Irisviel will be sad, sad and disappointed in the end?
Is this really better than helping Irisviel realize her wish?
Thinking of this, Ilia's thoughts were completely confused.
Finally, Illya forced herself to calm down and looked up at Irisviel.
"Then, I still have the same answer. As long as this is your will, I will definitely help you realize it!"
"...Thank you, little Ilia, you are so gentle."
Irisviel gently hugged Illya again and gently stroked the top of Illya's head.
"No! You are the one who is gentle! Irisviel, it is you who used your gentleness to break the ice that has been frozen in my heart for thousands of years."
In Irisviel's arms, Illya shook her head slightly.
Now, Illya no longer rejects Irisviel's hug, because this feeling is really good. At least it makes Illya think that she is still a human being, and she can also experience the warmth of human beings. Gender dignity and so on, just
Let's put it aside for now.
'Only this time...'
Ilia reminded herself silently in her heart.
This chapter has been completed!