Chapter 42: Carving a mark

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"Irisviel!"

When she saw Roland, the warning from her intuition made Saber instantly release the surging magic power, and let the silver-white armor woven with magic power wrap around her body.

The burst of magic power stirred up strong winds in the air, and finally fell into Saber's hands, turning into an invisible blade.

Almost instantly, he entered a fighting state, but it was still too late for the knight who was eager to protect.

Although with the release of magic power, he can cross this distance in an instant, the magic circle hovering in the air is ready to launch a beam of destruction at any time.

The witch in purple robes held Irisviel's shoulders, pulled her back, and raised the shining wand in her hand.

"Back off, Saber, otherwise, I cannot guarantee your Master's safety."

"Despicable guy!"

As the Master that Irisviel swore to protect, Saber could not sit back and watch her life be threatened, so she could only barely suppress her anger and lower the weapon in her hand slightly.

"It's still daytime here, are you planning to violate the rules of the Holy Grail War?"

Irisviel said calmly, "If you are exposed like this, even if you eliminate us, you will become the target of public criticism. You will even be offered a bounty by the church and become the enemy of all Masters."

"Oh, cyborg, if you are worried about this, you are underestimating me. The moment you bumped into the master, I had already deployed the hidden barrier."

Irisviel realized belatedly that Saber had entered a fighting stance, but still no eyes were focused on her. In fact, there were only a few of them left around, and the others unconsciously left the area.

"Are you actually the master of Caster?"

I was careless, I didn't expect Caster's Master to take the initiative.

In the past experience of the Holy Grail War, heroic spirits like Caster usually hid in one position and took advantage of it. I didn't expect Caster's team to be so bold this time.

"Since you don't plan to kill me right away, what do you want from us?"

Although she had always behaved very weakly, when the purpose of this Holy Grail War changed from Einzbern's long-cherished wish to Illya's future, Irisviel was already prepared to die.

She looked at Roland with amazing courage, as if she didn't care about life and death.

"The original first target should be Saber's contract."

Roland said calmly.

"This is absolutely impossible. You can take away my command spell and my life, but you cannot take away my servants."

"Hey, are you doubting that I can't do it?"

"No, the Master who was able to find Einzbern's route and hold me hostage in such a short period of time would never be so short-sighted."

"I'm just stating the facts," Irisviel's eyes sparkled, "even if you really have the power to break the contract between the master and the servant, it's the same, because the contract between Saber and me is not a magical connection. It can be terminated.”

"Exactly, for a despicable evil person like you, I will never admit that you are my master!"

Saber glared at Roland and said righteously, "Master, please give me an order. Even if I face failure, as long as it is your order, even if it is to liberate the Noble Phantasm here and die with them, I will obey it." .”

Such words made Medea frown, and the next moment, the Talisman that could break all laws appeared in her hand.

As long as the contract is broken, even the most tyrannical Saber will not be able to hold on to the magic power for long before it disappears.

But Irisviel's words interrupted her.

"It's not necessary, Saber. You don't need to release the Noble Phantasm. You just need to escape. Escape is enough."

Irisviel's voice sounded gentle but firm: "Please, if you can't do anything, just run away. The magic power in your body is full now. As the strongest job agent, if you want to run away, Caster can't catch up. , until then, please sign a new contract with Illya, please."

"Irisviel..."

Saber tightly held the sword in his hand. Twice, he had put the person he was guarding in crisis, but he could do nothing.

"Don't look so scary, making me look like some heinous villain."

Speaking of this, there was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth, and his voice gradually became colder.

"If you face a despicable thief and don't kill him immediately, there is no more loving Master than me."

"Thief?"

Saber showed a confused expression, but Irisviel's expression suddenly became tense.

"I don't understand you."

"You're so tough. So, does your body say the same thing?"

Roland grabbed Irisviel's hand. Sensing the strangeness, Irisviel subconsciously exclaimed and tried to struggle, but to no avail. Roland's current strength was simply not something she could compete with.

The huge and strange magic power rushed into Irisviel's body, and a numb and slightly hot feeling suddenly rose from there. Along with the flow of magic power, it spread throughout the body, reaching to the skin.

"Haah, haah..."

Hot breaths came out of Irisviel's mouth, and her pure and delicate face was stained with a layer of enchanting crimson.

Irisviel's round thighs were trembling and could no longer support her body, causing her to fall into Roland's arms.

Even though her will still wanted to resist, her dazed brain could no longer pass on such orders. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making her look weak and alluring.

Roland lifted up Irisviel's soft body and whispered in her ear.

"This is the trace left by the demonic energy of fire in your body. Even if you are a container, you can still feel its power,"

During this period, Irisviel seemed to be fascinated, just staring at Roland's ruby-like pupils.

"Originally, I was going to take you away today no matter what, but you are lucky. I didn't expect those Einzberns to do some good things."

As the Little Holy Grail, there is no doubt about the importance of Irisviel. Killing her before the Holy Grail appears will be like the third time, and all Masters will fail immediately.

This kind of situation is unacceptable to Roland. He has no interest in waiting for ten years. This time, he must at least have a guaranteed wish.

Therefore, no matter what, Roland had to keep her under his control, whether it was overtly or covertly.

But during the physical examination, he suddenly discovered something.

——Irisviel is special.

This does not mean that she is simply a clone of the Winter Saint who is the core of the Great Holy Grail. In addition to the functions of the Small Holy Grail, Einzbern added other technologies to her.

That is to say, the acceptance of the demonic energy of fire. The pollution of the demonic energy is extremely strong. Even if Einzbern uses him through pregnancy, it is not that simple.

In order to prevent the demonic embryo from going wild, Irisviel's body was very obedient to Roland's fire demonic energy, even to the point of instinct.

Roland smiled slightly, stretched out his index finger, put it against Irisviel's lips, and channeled his demonic energy into it.

As if being called, Irisviel covered her hot belly. Even through her clothes, she could feel strange lines running on her skin as if they were alive.

Then, he let go of Irisviel, letting the lady fall weakly to the ground.

Irisviel covered her mouth and stared at Roland in disbelief, her pupils trembling unconsciously.

"What did you do?"

Unable to bear it, Saber raised the hanging blade again, but Roland grinned his lips and showed a very evil smile.

"I am just the owner, leaving my exclusive mark on the things that belong to me in order to prevent thieves from appearing again."