When it comes to entering other people's memories, Irisviel is much more skilled than Kiritsugu.
She is the highest masterpiece of the Einzbern family's artificial technology, but this fact also means that countless "shes" have been "destroyed" due to manufacturing errors, accidents, failed inspections, failed trials, etc.
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Due to Kiritsugu's intervention, Irisviel received an almost perfect score in the final trial. After being ordered to participate in the Holy Grail War, Irisviel was even allowed to give birth to Kiritsugu's daughter. However, this was not a "reward" but an artificial one.
The “next step” of one’s plan.
The previous version of the android project will be completely terminated, and subsequent androids will be made based on Irisviel's daughter, Ilyasviel von Einzbern, so she will be like herself.
——No, judging from the future daughter's behavior, she probably doesn't know about this.
Regarding the matter of "the souls of all artificial beings are stored in the Holy Grail".
Including Irisviel, all androids are [Holy Grail Vessels] based on the first Winter Maiden. Before the Holy Grail finally arrives, their bodies will disappear and transform into the Holy Grail, so for these
The Einzbern family may not know whether artificial humans have a self, or they may not care.
But Irisviel clearly knows that each of them has an independent mind and soul, not only those "selves" who successfully gave birth to ideas, even if the mind is incomplete, the soul is fragmented, and even the memories left behind are only doubts
And pain, those souls that can only be considered "defective" can all be found inside the Holy Grail.
Found among the ten thousand and thirty-one souls surrounding Ritzleich Justeisa von Einzbern.
Souls may have a way to communicate with each other, but Irisviel, who is still alive, cannot talk to them directly except reading their memories, and can only vaguely feel some emotional fluctuations.
Most of those fluctuations have calmed down, and even a small number of anxious ones will calm down under the comfort of the Saint of Winter. After all, as a vessel of the Holy Grail, as long as the Holy Grail finally arrives, no matter who the winner is, they will be relieved.
After the future Illya playfully called herself the Saint of Winter, not only did the real Saint of Winter laugh out loud, but almost all the souls that were born with minds felt joyful fluctuations.
The joy of these souls is that, judging from the fact that Illya has no knowledge of the information inside the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail has actually arrived, so Illya's soul after death was not absorbed by the Holy Grail but became a heroic spirit. At the same time, this
It also means that they will be freed soon - it will not take more than sixty years.
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"Merlin, Brother Kai, did I do something wrong? Is that why the Sword in the Stone broke?"
After Irisviel went through a period of half-dream and half-awake that must be experienced when stepping into other people's memories, Irisviel saw Saber.
It's not like 1i1y, because she wears a black light skirt, but it's also not a1ter, because her silk is dazzling gold, and her eyes are still as green as a lake.
"No, accepting the duel and going all out is completely in line with the spirit of chivalry." The person who answered her was a sturdy young man with a buckler on his back and a giant axe. He paused and continued: "Even if the cause is
You were deceived, but there was nothing wrong with what you did in this battle."
Irisviel looked around. The solid brick walls, flat ground, and surrounding auditoriums showed that this was an ancient arena. Opposite Saber, a knight in silver armor was looking up.
Falling to the ground, there was a huge sword mark on his chest, which caused a terrible dent in the seemingly very strong silver armor. The knight remained motionless despite being so severely injured, and it was obvious that he was hopeless.
On the ground between the two people, a lance and a golden sword fell there. They were all broken off, but unlike the lance, which had obvious signs of being cut, the golden sword's fracture was smooth and flat.
, as if it broke on its own.
Outside the court, next to the young man known as Brother Kai, a fat middle-aged man with sinister features and stern eyes was being pinned to the ground by two armed knights. Although his whole body was shaking, his eyes were still flashing.
Did Kiritsugu enter Saber's memories? And because the two Sabers have the same spirit base, he brought himself in, but it seems that the dream was reversed, and - Irisviel looked at the Tenzhi she was wearing.
Clothes - Do you subconsciously envy your daughter's beautiful dress? I am such a mother...
"It was King Bolinor who insisted on using a silver lance to fight against your golden sword, so, uh, don't feel guilty." Kai's comfort sounded dry, after all, he couldn't explain why the sword in the stone broke.
"Congratulations to King Arthur for showing off his might and defeating King Bolinor!" The controlled fat man suddenly shouted: "According to tradition, he will receive all of King Bolinor's territory and property!"
"Do you think I will do what you want? Anor!" Saber, no, Artoria strode over with an angry face: "I tell you, I will never-"
"King." Irisviel said to stop her. Although she didn't know why she became Merlin in Saber's memory, this situation had happened before when she read "my" memory.
By chance, she will incarnate into someone in her memory, and can change what will happen in her memory through words and deeds.
This cannot change history, let alone rewrite memory. Strictly speaking, she intervened in Saber's dream about her past - yes, this is just a dream jointly weaved by both parties, and that Arturia is "myself"
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If you do nothing and let it follow its original trajectory, Saber will instantly forget about it when he wakes up. After all, old memories are completely meaningless, and if you can significantly interfere in this dream, maybe
Can she change her behavior a little?
"Merlin... do you want to speak for him?" It was obvious that the magician Merlin had a very high status in Artoria's heart. She stopped and looked at Irisviel with aggrieved eyes.
"Unless he is a madman, everyone's behavior has a purpose. What do you think Mr. Annole's purpose would be if he still said such a thing under such adversity?" Arturia in front of her was almost talking to Saber.
·The images of 1i1y overlapped, and Irisviel tried hard not to reach out and touch the tuft of silk sticking out of her head.
"Oh! That's it! It's Merlin as expected!" Before Artoria could even begin to think about it, Kai suddenly realized it, and Anor, who had originally planned to shout twice, became horrified.
"My original intention was to refuse to accept King Belinor's property, but that was assuming that he had heirs to inherit." Artoria frowned slightly: "In the case that he has no heirs, the territory and property will -
—Leave it to the duel witnesses?!"
She turned to look at Anor, who had provoked the duel with his conspiracy. The fat man was dejected and motionless because his plan was seen through.
"Normally, the witness of a duel will be decided jointly by both parties. They are usually trustworthy people. This is usually for the purpose of handling the aftermath when both sides suffer losses, but the duel between you and King Bolinor is in
Under his instigation, there was no chance to find other witnesses, and King Belinor indeed has no heirs." Kai shrugged and explained.
"Coupled with the plans he made in advance, it can be said that as soon as this duel begins, he will be invincible." Irisviel recalled the various speculations of modern historians about this dishonorable duel:
"The only way to break the situation is to see through it in advance and refuse to engage in a duel - and how much preparation has he done to prevent you from refusing this duel?"
"...The Invincible Land?" Arturia seemed to have a hint of black energy coming out of her body. She casually picked up a knight's sword and walked towards Anor.
"No, you can't do that! Aren't you going to be the king of Scotland?" The fat man seemed to sense something was wrong and began to struggle, but the two knights behind him held him down firmly.
"Ah, that's right, but it doesn't help that I suddenly realized that I was helping all those in need." Arturia walked up to the fat man, raised her sword high and said, "Goodbye.
, clever Anor.”
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"[Your behavior deviates from chivalry~You cannot control the broken steel sword~]"
Just when Irisviel thought that the liar was going to be splashed with blood, she felt a familiar half-dream, and she found that she was on a small boat with Artoria in the middle of the lake, and the ethereal voice of the Lake Fairy was speaking.
echoed around.
There was no wind at all on the lake, but there were huge waves that could capsize the boat.
"Hey, Merlin, you see, she is not willing to give me a new sword as you said." Artoria was trying to stabilize the ship and took the time to smile at Irisviel.
At this time, the girl's golden silk had begun to turn white, but her eyes were still green and transparent, like emeralds.
Irisviel opened her hands, and countless magic-imbued mithril threads surged out, weaving into a meticulous spherical protection, surrounding the boat. No matter how big the wind and waves were, it could not do anything to it.
"Who said we are here to get the broken steel sword?" Irisviel said to the middle of the lake: "Don't you have another one?"
"[...Merlin, do you know what you are talking about?]" The Lake Fairy's voice was filled with obvious surprise.
"You goblins always like to put your own values on other people's heads," Irisviel chuckled: "What I need is a king who can save Britain. This has to do with whether she is incorruptible or tyrannical.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s the way of the king or the way of the hegemon.”
"[You...]" The Lake Fairy was speechless for a moment: "[I hope you won't regret it.]"
As the voice of the Lake Fairy fell, the originally clear lake instantly turned dark, and the flowers, plants and trees on the shore quickly withered and withered.
The dark lake water gathered together, forming an ugly and huge human figure in front of the boat. Its face had no other facial features except for a pair of eyes that glowed with blood-red light, and what it held in its hand was a sword.
It was completely dark, with only a few red straight lines and an unknown long sword engraved in a circle.
"Sure enough, what can be obtained through transactions and compromises is far inferior to what can be obtained through fighting and taking." Arturia stood up on the bow of the ship and pointed the ordinary sword at the water monster.
"[You still have one last chance, as long as——]" The Lake Fairy also tried to save the situation.
"Hmm...are you not going to give blessings?" Irisviel looked at the lake between the water monster and the boat, and then cast a "Walk on Water" magic on Artoria.
"Hand it over!" Arturia jumped off the boat and charged towards the water monster as if her feet were on solid ground.
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Ten years on the battlefield, twelve battles, all ended in Artoria's victory.
Even though she was a woman, all the kings and noble lords in Britain still had to recognize her as the king of all England.
Maybe it's because of her bravery and excellent command, or maybe it's because of the magician Merlin who tolerates her unconditionally.
What's more likely is that as long as he dares to draw his sword against her, he will never be able to spare his life.
In the great hall of Camelot's castle, all her [Knights of the Round Table] gathered.
"King Arthur does not understand people's hearts," the Knights of the Round Table whispered to each other: "She does not tolerate any conspiracy or betrayal. Even small white lies will be severely punished by her. This is not the magnanimity of a king at all."
"King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts," the Knights of the Round Table argued while drinking. "Because there are no survivors in the war, the surrounding countries now regard us as a scourge, and the pressure to maintain the border is increasing."
"King Arthur, you don't understand people's hearts!" The knights of the Round Table drunkenly shouted at Artoria, who was sitting at the head seat of the round table: "We agreed that everyone would sit around the round table without distinguishing between each other, what's going on with your head seat!"
"It's so noisy..." Because the power of the red dragon is too powerful, Artoria's green eyes have turned into golden vertical pupils. The armor is as black as ever, but the style has changed from the strict protection to the beautiful one.
, similar to the style of a dress.
She frowned and looked at the huge round table full of people sitting in front of her, and complained to Merlin beside her: "Can't the big round table with three hundred people be seated? When will these guys who are always clamoring that I don't understand people's hearts want to leave?"
Really leaving?"
"Didn't Sir Lancelot leave before? He also took your queen with him." Irisviel replied with a smile.
A normal person would be helpless to jump into memories that spanned ten years and could only improvise, but Irisviel, who was experienced in this, could easily obtain relevant information during the half-asleep jump.
"You are just out of anger, forcing Sir Lancelot to take her away. After all, he will not refuse women." Artoria looked out the window: "Speaking of which, when you proposed to Guinevere, you didn't
stop me."
"Although you directly claim the title of king as a woman and do not need a nominal queen, the problem is that Guinevere cannot marry anyone else because her father's influence is too strong." Irisviel told the secret.
The silver thread transformed into a huge hammer, knocking away several knights who had the audacity to come and propose a toast to Artoria.
"...I didn't think of this at all when I fought alongside her," Artoria shook her head: "She actually took her words like 'I will marry you as my queen after this battle is over' seriously."
"That's all because you are so charming~" Irisviel smiled and touched Artoria's head, but it was a pity that the tuft of silk that was always curled up disappeared at some point.
"Merlin, don't always treat me like a child!"
"What are the kids who look like sixteen years old talking about?"
"Isn't that your fault? Why can't I grow even if the sword in the stone is broken?"
"You can tell where you want to grow. After all, I created you. It's easy to change you."
"Well……"
The Knights of the Round Table almost immediately noticed the movement on the throne.
"Ah, King Arthur and Merlin are at it again."
"so envious--"
"Which one do you envy?"
"Camelot owes me Merlin!"
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"Father! Urgent battle report! The Anglo-Saxons launched a surprise attack and have already reached the sword fence!"
The originally noisy round table venue fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to the door. The golden tiger-toothed girl wearing pure white armor rushed in and couldn't help but be stunned.
"How many times have I told you not to call me father!" Artoria stood up and strode over to receive the battle report.
"Wang, Sister Wang——" Mordred looked like he had a toothache.
Haha, Irisviel snickered. To use modern parlance, if there is a person whose genes are 50% similar to yours and your sister's, then who is she?
She's obviously a younger sister! Artoria declared this at first, and then Merlin did some popular science on genetics to Morgan. As a result, she directly smashed the laboratory - the genetic similarity between the children and both parents was close to 100%.
"No need to worry, gentlemen, there are no flaws in our outer defense line," Artoria's cold voice echoed in the venue: "Those Anglo-Saxons used giant flying monsters to launch a surprise attack, and after being shot down collectively, they fought stubbornly at the sword fence.
That’s all.”
The Knights of the Round Table started to faintly commotion, which made the girl who sent the battle report very confused.
"But due to the existence of ferocious monsters, ordinary soldiers cannot be used in this battle, so I am going to bring fifty round tables. Anyone who is interested-" A sword with blood lines appeared in Artoria's hand.
The long sword with terrifying momentum suddenly pointed forward.
"[What King Jianfeng points to! What our hearts want!]" The uniform shouts almost brought down the roof of the venue.
After that, fifty white eagles made of silk threads flew out from Irisviel's hands, and landed one by one on the shoulders of the lucky ones who had successfully grabbed the first fifty, and they immediately picked up their weapons and walked out the door happily.
"What! I didn't get it again!"
"Gawain, are you cheating? Why do you appear every time?"
"I haven't had the chance to take action three times in a row! King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts!"
"This, this, this... what is going on? Aren't they all dissatisfied with their father, Sister Wang?" Mordred, who was pushed to a corner of the venue by the momentum of the knights, could not help but stamp his feet: "And this is the battle report I brought.
, I am the one who should join the fight."
"Because you didn't hear the subtext." Irisviel smoothly rubbed the head of the golden girl who looked 90% similar to Artoria.
"King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts, but her heart is there."
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Irisviel opened her eyes and saw Kiritsugu looking at her, so she smiled.
"I think we should be nicer to Saber."
"What a coincidence. I think I should squeeze them more."
