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Chapter 25: Magic, Magic and Sad Past

Irisviel and Saber were standing not far from the warehouse door, waiting.

"The early effects are already so gorgeous. I'm really looking forward to what the 'temple' that little Illya will create will look like. Unfortunately, my magic level is not that high, otherwise I would also learn it."

Hearing Irisviel's slightly regretful words, Saber didn't know how to proceed. Because Saber could see that Irisviel was definitely going for the activation effect of the "Temple" magic circle.

"...Irisviel, you...um?!"

Just when Saber was about to think of a way to pick up the topic of Irisviel, a strong magic wave suddenly erupted in the warehouse, which was also mixed with another wave that could not be ignored and was completely different from magic.

The two waves stopped after spreading out for more than ten meters. It was obviously controlled by Illya. Otherwise, if this wave was completely spread out, it would definitely attract all the Servants, and if they disagree with each other, they will fight.

If they get up, their rare new stronghold will probably be destroyed. Illya doesn't want to let Irisviel down for her own reasons.

Saber is very familiar with the kind of fluctuations that are different from magic. This is a fluctuation that often appears in the army of her life's greatest enemy. It's just that the fluctuation she feels now is much stronger, but the type is still the same.

of.

"Divinity..."

Saber unconsciously said the name of this type of spell.

Hearing this, Irisviel's face turned pale instantly.

"Saber, you said...that's a magical technique?"

Although she didn't understand why Irisviel's voice was trembling and hesitant when she asked her, Saber still answered truthfully:

"Yes, that is the fluctuation of divine magic. I can often feel it when fighting against the Roman Empire, so I am familiar with it. Irisviel?"

Irisviel only listened to the first half of the sentence and rushed directly to the warehouse door.

"Little Ilia! What on earth are you..."

As soon as Irisviel rushed to the door, before she could say a few words, she was pushed out by a gentle force, and then she was carefully caught by Saber who had just caught up. This was the barrier arranged by Illya in advance.

It worked, and she knew that Irisviel would definitely come to stop it.

"Saber! Stop little Illya! Using magic and magic together will definitely tear her body apart!"

Due to her impatience, Irisviel completely forgot about the existence of the Command Seal for a while, and eagerly asked Saber for help, hoping that Saber could stop Illya's crazy move that she considered to be completely suicidal.

"As you command!"

Saber nodded calmly, manifested all his weapons, and prepared to break down the door and head towards Illya's location inside the warehouse.

At this time, the entire warehouse suddenly emitted a dazzling white light. Fortunately it was daytime, otherwise this would definitely attract a lot of people's attention.

However, the white light only emitted for a moment. As the saying goes, it goes as quickly as it comes.

Then something happened that surprised Irisviel and Saber, and the whole warehouse completely changed.

The walls made of pure white marble, the solemn door, the windows are inlaid with epic paintings made of stained glass, and the large cross erected above the building. All of them mark the present building.

The identity of the object.

"……church?"

"I think so..."

This is the only thing that Irisviel and Saber can understand now.

"Buzz..."

Transformed into a cathedral's warehouse, its solemn door now slowly opens, as if sending an invitation to the two people in front of it.

"Go in?"

"kindness!"

Facing Irisviel's inquiry, Saber walked in first.

After both of them entered the cathedral, the door slowly closed with a buzzing sound. However, they did not care about this because after entering, their attention was already completely focused on the thing on the prayer platform at the other end.

Attracted.

The prayer platform is curved, about 1 meter above the ground. There are stairs for going up and down on each side of the wall. Rows of benches face the prayer platform, also in an arc shape, in a circle.

It extended out. The place where Irisviel and Saber were standing was exactly where the bench finally extended.

On the prayer platform at the end, the sacred shackle was standing there quietly. Illya sat on the top of it with a sense of loneliness, her eyes looking blankly at somewhere in the void.

After feeling the arrival of Irisviel and Saber, he unconsciously said:

"Welcome to my Holy Light Prayer Hall, the hall where I have been imprisoned for thousands of years."

Saber heard Illya's plain, cold and emotionless voice again, but this time she didn't ask any more questions, because she now understood the reason why Illya became like that.

The arrogance of the king, or perhaps the sadness of the imprisoned king... ice condensed from thousands of years...

"Little Ilia..."

Looking at that petite figure, Irisviel felt a stab of pain in her heart. Only now did she truly understand the reason why Illya had always felt a faint sense of loneliness.

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At that time, she had just woken up, and the soul fusion had just begun. She couldn't control her body at all, and couldn't even open her eyes. Her impetuous mood made it impossible for her to calm down and devote herself to the soul fusion with all her strength.

I can only sit around and have random thoughts all by myself.

That's why she often talks to herself. This is a habit she has forced herself to develop for thousands of years. She is afraid that if she continues to be silent like this, sooner or later she will collapse directly because she can't bear the long-term loneliness.

That's why she shows that kind of very lazy but energetic character, being lazy about things that don't interest her and being active in things that interest her. Thousands of years have made her give up and invest in other people or things.

Too much emotion, because time will eventually take away everything.

Use spiritual link to talk to others? Yes! But she gave up after trying it a few times. Because spiritual link can only be used at close range, but the only people who can approach her are devout Christian believers.

Those ambitious thieves.

The former will definitely regard her voice as the coming of God's will and pray more devoutly, and it will be difficult for anything else to happen.

What about the latter? There are only two situations that she would not want to happen.

First, he took her voice as a warning from God's will to him, and either left in fear, or turned into a Christian believer to atone for his sins and ask for God's forgiveness.

Second, after hearing her voice, he still insists on stealing her out in order to discover greater value in her. Will she still have a good life in the future? The answer is absolutely no.

To sum up, her experiment has successfully turned 12 devout believers into fanatic believers, and 3 thieves into the church's top assassins.

Are there any enemies of the Cross that can get close to her? It can be said that that is absolutely impossible. As a 'god-holy-symbol', she has always been placed at the center of the Cross.

Tight defense is guarded 24 hours a day, unchanged for thousands of years. The enemies of the Cross want to get close to her? Unless they have the ultimate power. But even if they have the ultimate power, it is useless. The saints of the church are not beautiful decorations.

The only people left who can get close to her are those with super high stealth skills. However, in the past thousand years, except for one person who was scared away by her and three who were converted by her, no one else has this ability.

It was a kind of lonely sadness that had been imprisoned for thousands of years. No one could understand it, no one could tell it. Coupled with her unfortunate life experience, all of this had caused the girl to lose part of the emotions that humans should have.

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This is the first time Irisviel agrees, and it should be the last time she agrees with what the shining King of Heroes said, because the little girl sitting on top of the cross, exuding a sense of loneliness, is really unbearable.

I just want to go up and comfort myself.

Now the only thing Irisviel wants to do is to hold Illya in her arms, love her well, let her feel the warmth of human beings again, and drive away the lonely cold breath.

When Illya's blank eyes regained focus, she shook her head several times, trying to get rid of the complicated emotions swirling in her heart.

After putting away the cold and lonely aura from her body, Illya put on a smile that didn't care about the world, jumped down from the top of the cross lightly and walked to Irisviel and Saber.

"Master, uh..."

But Illya was immediately hugged tightly by Irisviel.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, I just want to hug you suddenly. I've really suffered you all these years..."

Feeling the warm embrace and Irisviel's soft words, Illya's eyes gathered with mist. But she immediately used magic to cut off the function of her tear ducts. Because of her character, it was impossible for her to be with others.

She cried in front of someone, let alone in the arms of a woman. Even if her body allowed her to do this, her self-esteem would not allow it. It would be too shameful for her!

In fact, if it were her original self, she would not be so excited at all. In the final analysis, the subconsciousness of the woman that was fused to her was affecting her, amplifying her emotional fluctuations.

(Ilia: Where is the author? Get out of here! The female subconscious? Very good! I swear I must let him fly again!

Ding! Behind the scenes is equipped with a riot shield! The defense behind the scenes has been improved!

Illya: What's the sound?

Behind the scenes: That's the system prompt.

Ilia: Oh? You are there! Let me ask you, where is the author? Hasn’t that bastard come back from his hometown yet?

Behind the Scenes: The author is still hiding in his hometown.

Ilia: Really? Then you can express your condolences! If you want to blame, just blame the bastard author!

Ding! Behind the scenes successfully made a defensive posture! With the riot shield, the defense behind the scenes has been greatly improved!

Iliao-_-#)=o)tot)

Behind the Scenes: Ah! Why...it feels so annoying...?☆

Ding! Illya's attack power broke through the upper limit of the backstage's defense! The backstage was blown away by the broken shield and turned into stars in the sky!

Ilia:...Why do I always feel like there is another weirdo?

Ding! This is the system prompt! I am not a weirdo!

Illya:...There is actually an AI...)

"Okay, Master, I'm fine."

Gently breaking away from Irisviel's arms, Illya turned around and secretly wiped the corners of her eyes, putting on that sunny expression again.

"Little Ilia..."

But Irisviel still looked at her with a worried expression.

"It's really okay! That's all in the past! I was just infected by the scene here!"

"Really? But if you feel lonely again, little Ilia, I can give you a hug at any time!"

"Uh... no need for that... thank you master."

"Ah, little Ilia, why do you still call me master? Just call me by my name. Otherwise, you can just call me 'mom'!"

"Master, uh... love, Irisviel..."

Under Irisviel's motherly smile, Illya felt that she was under a lot of pressure.

"Well! Isn't that right? Calling me master is really too harsh. Although it's a pity that you don't want to call me mother..."

At this moment, Ilia suddenly felt that her face was completely humiliated.


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