Roland looked at Illya in a daze, staring at the other person's pupils. Unlike the remaining trace of anger given to Matou Kariya, the demonic energy in Illya's body had already taken a clear form, and in the dark purple light In the coma, there is a breath of admiration and attachment.
She has the same long snow-white hair and red pupils as her mother, small but cute hands, and an appearance that is almost carved from the same mold.
"Father, Ilia misses you so much..."
Roland gently stroked her little head while checking the other person's physical condition. Unlike the demon dragon in the original work, Illya's condition was quite strange.
The Holy Lord is the last dragon and the only fire demon. Although the demon dragon claims to be his child, from the appearance, even the righteous party has doubts about this. After being extracted from the fire demon, the fighting power is even worse. plummeted.
From Roland's current point of view, the existence of the demon dragon is not considered a success, but it is still barely acceptable. After all, the body brought by the natural bloodline has an innate adaptability to the demonic energy of fire, just like using silver to To act as a conductor.
But Illya is different. She was born with artificial human technology as the base, demonic energy as the source, and natural reproduction through a specific container. In this case, she retained her external form, but You can also enjoy the gifts brought by the demonic energy of fire, which is extremely malleable.
Even the biggest lifespan problem of artificial humans has been solved. The only drawback is that their appearance will stop growing after a certain period of time.
"When my father didn't come back, Ilya was very good. She looked forward to my father picking me up every day. My mother also refused to bring Ilya here. Grandpa agreed only after she agreed."
"If it hadn't been like this, Illya would have met her father a few days ago!" Recalling Irisviel's actions, Illya's face suddenly bulged and she said angrily.
Roland couldn't help laughing and stroked Ilia's little head: "It's not too late now. We will still have a lot of time to get along in the future. Now, let's start by getting to know each other."
Thanks to Rin and Sakura, Roland is now very skilled in dealing with little girls. The dispersed demonic energy has a natural sense of belonging to the devil itself, and the obedience engraved in the android's technology makes this even more clear.
"What does Illya like?"
"flame!"
"Why?"
Roland was a little surprised. As a fire demon, he didn't live in magma. Compared to the hot environment, a gorgeous palace was more in line with his preferences. There was no reason why there would be problems here in Illya.
Illya raised her head proudly and declared confidently: "Because it is omnipotent! If you want to warm up, you can do it with flames. If you are tired, eat some flames and you will be energetic. No matter what dirt is on it, It can also be burned cleanly with flames.”
“Throw the annoying ones into the fire and they’ll be noisy at first, but they’ll soon quiet down.”
"Ah," Roland smiled, "It seems that I will have to teach you more in the future. Einzbern has a big problem with education."
Seeing the warm scene between father and daughter, Irisviel opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but couldn't.
It was incredible. In the past, Ilya had always regarded the father she said as the devil who would end their happiness, but at this moment, Irisviel only felt a kind of sweet happiness.
Somehow, 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 and suppressed everything in her heart, leaving only the love that belonged to her mother. "After that, mom may have to leave for a while. , to complete dad's plan, although it may be a long separation, but you have to stay at home, dad will take care of you in the future."
Where Ilya couldn't see her, her hand holding Roland trembled slightly, and she spoke as if she were asking someone to leave.
She has already realized that if the fate of becoming the Little Holy Grail ends with her, and 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 achieve ordinary people's happiness.
Illya nodded in 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 with a pair of red eyes, trying to show her flawless and gentle smile as usual, but a feeling of sadness had already filled her heart, and she subconsciously covered it with her hands. He turned his eyes away, not wanting Illya to see tears overflowing from between his fingers.
But another voice had already answered on her behalf.
"Of course, mom will come back to you."
"Father, promise?"
"There aren't many people in this world who can make me keep my promise, but if it's Illya, I think even the former owner of that power would allow it."
Roland's eyes narrowed slightly, and his words were unquestionably convincing. He placed Ilia on the ground, waved his hand gently, and watched as the figure of the other party gradually disappeared into the door.
"Eh?"
Irisviel has not yet reacted to Roland's words, "You can't get the Holy Grail without sacrificing me!"
"That is based on the premise that the Great Holy Grail must be preserved, but unfortunately," Roland stood up, "I said a long time ago that sooner or later I would blow up that broken cup."
"Besides, who allowed you to make your own decisions? Your belonging is not Einzbern, but belongs to me, Roland!"
"Now, do you understand what you have to do?"
Irisviel finally raised her head, stared at Roland, and spoke slowly.
"Yes, Lord Roland."
Roland laughed loudly and hugged Irisviel tenderly.
"After the battle is decided, give me Saber's contract, but before that, let me deal with the idiot who came to your door."
At some point, Roland held the four-headed dragon eagle's search device in his hand again, and a scorching light lit up in one direction.
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"Are they still fighting?"
"Yes, master."
Danik looked at Lancer's calm eyes and no longer hesitated.
"Although I don't know why Berserker's master is targeting Saber, there is no doubt that this is a good opportunity."
Enkidu's excellent breath perception always gives Darnic the upper hand, and the battlefield is a forest, which is in perfect harmony. With the help of Enkidu's power, the trees around him respond to his will, sway, grow, and slow down. Slowly rippling, they sprouted dense new leaves, completely evading the detection of the barrier and hiding their aura.
"Now that we are attacking, Einzbern will definitely not be able to react. Not only will he be able to take down Saber, but he might even be able to take out Berserker's master as well."
Danik subconsciously clenched the cold charm on his chest, 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 done swallowing the souls of the two masters."
Danik was full of ambition and took the lead towards the city of Einzbern, which had already appeared in outline in his field of vision.
No matter how you think about it, whether it's a sneak attack with the help of the servant's power, or a despicable two-on-one fight, I have the advantage!
"Lancer, let's go!"
