In the large room filled with strange aroma, Roland rubbed his forehead in confusion, opened his eyes, and looked at Irisviel beside him.
Even in his sleep, that noble and alluring appearance was not affected in the slightest. On the contrary, the blush on his face made him even more charming, and the long, frosty white hair like moonlight gently rested on Roland's body, with an itchy feeling. of subtle touches.
Roland quickly left the bed to prevent Irisviel from lingering on her, otherwise he would have to spend the whole day on this big bed again.
As a result, as soon as he got out of bed, he stepped on the garters that were randomly discarded on the floor and the clothes scattered everywhere. However, this time, before he could summon the black shadow army, the highly educated android maid had already left obediently. Come over and start to consciously pick up everything around you, and get dressed for Roland.
This was Roland's first time to enjoy such a corrupt life. Although Einzbern's androids were not good at fighting, they were very good at it.
"Where's Ahad?"
Roland asked casually to the android maid named Sera next to him, as if the patriarch who ruled Einzbern was just a dispensable role in his eyes.
"Already waiting to report to you, Lord Roland."
Since the end of the Holy Grail War, in order to avoid any trouble, Roland immediately took Irisviel and Illya to the Einzbern home shrouded in ice and snow, and faced the astonished Ahad. A fact was announced.
"The future Einzbern belongs to me."
Faced with this request, Ahad made a decisive decision and immediately handed over the highest authority to Roland, immediately stopped the experiment and abandonment of artificial humans, and directly confirmed Einzbern's mission as serving Roland.
It was completely different from the demon in Roland's impression. It wasn't until he discovered that this guy's thoughts had been completely rewritten by the concept of serving the fire demon that he understood the cause of the matter.
Walking in the spacious chapel, this respectable old man was following Roland respectfully.
"Some of the core androids have already rushed to Fuyuki, and the construction of related barriers and workshops are also being prepared. Soon, it will become Einzbern's second palace to serve you."
"Um……"
Roland responded noncommittally and looked at the statue in the chapel. After looking past the unfavorable Holy Lord and the three talismans, he looked at the newly hung paintings with strange eyes.
It was a magnificent and sacred giant oil painting full of religious feeling. It was better than any previous one that recorded the history of Einzbern. However, compared to other works, this oil painting did not have many images. A young man holding up a cup of gold.
Even people with little artistic attainments can see the creator's strong desire to praise the greatness of the young man in the painting as much as possible.
Roland stared at the work, narrowed his eyes, and said calmly: "Now that I see this kind of thing, even the feeling of shame has disappeared. It seems that I have grown a lot."
"It's just that this mortal work cannot touch even an iota of your glory."
The silver-haired old man said indifferently: "It is the right thing to record the results of the Holy Grail War in history with oil paintings, let alone you who have realized Einzbern's long-cherished wish? If Lord Roland wants , I even plan to hang your icons all over Einzbern..."
"This is still free."
Roland quickly rejected this fanatical believer's plan. Suddenly his eyes moved and he looked behind him. Ilia, who was wearing a white dress, jumped into his arms like a nimble deer.
"Father, it's so boring here... When are we going back to Fuyuki..."
Illya rubbed against Roland skillfully and immediately started acting coquettishly. For Illya who was raised in a castle, compared with Einzbern, who was buried in the snow and ice all day long, everything outside seemed like nothing. It's all so fun.
"I'm going back today, where is your mother?"
"It seems like she's still putting on clothes..."
Illya blinked: "Every time my mother doesn't let me sleep together, I always get up late the next day. Why is that?"
Roland laughed dumbly and did not explain: "You can find out the reasons for this kind of thing when you grow up. Now, go and ask Irisviel to prepare quickly. We are going back to Fuyuki this afternoon. We have other things to do tomorrow."
At Fuyuki Airport in the morning, after getting off the special chartered flight, Roland took Illya to wander around. Although it would be faster to move with the Black Shadow Corps, due to Illya's plea, the plane was still used for this trip. Transportation.
Just when Irisviel, who obviously didn't have much experience, was enthusiastically introducing the shops around her to Illya pretending to be very proficient, Roland was attracted by a somewhat unexpected figure.
The slightly curly silver hair hangs down naturally. There is no superfluous emotion in the pupils between amber and gold. The straight facial features have a kind of pitiful taste, paired with the nun-like appearance. The same outfit, but with an illusory beauty.
Although she has not yet grown up, anyone can detect that she is a beautiful embryo.
At this moment, the girl stood there, staring closely at Roland with eyes that seemed to be able to speak.
Roland could confirm that he did not know this child, but the child's gaze was too sharp, as if he recognized him.
Out of curiosity, he took the initiative to walk towards the girl. Seeing his actions, the silver-haired girl's expression remained calm, but her little hands still unconsciously grasped the skirt of her nun's uniform.
"Well--!"
As Roland approached, the girl unconsciously made a short sound, her face became paler, and a few drops of sweat broke out on her forehead.
I am afraid.
The girl knows this very well. Since she was a child, she has been very vulnerable to injuries, and scars often appear on her body for no reason.
And after that man appeared, every inch of her skin felt a dull pain, as if it was about to roll over and water everything with blood and pain.
The reason why such a scene has not happened yet is because the man is looking at her, as if he cannot be rude in front of a superior, but there are no wounds on her body.
Reason was telling her to retreat quickly, but she was so frightened that her whole body became stiff, as if she was being placed under a butcher's knife and could only wait quietly to be devoured.
He couldn't even think of running away, and the courage he used to be able to spit out sarcasm easily in the face of adults disappeared without a trace.
The silver-haired girl knew her true nature, and she didn't know whether it was inherited from her father or mother, or whether she was born with it. Since she was a child, she has felt a sense of destructive emptiness lingering around her.
Compared with normal people, she is distorted. She cannot feel not only happiness, but even sad negative emotions.
No matter what kind of suffering befalls her, she cannot understand it, whether it is sadness or hatred, anger or even pain. Therefore, she always faces everything with an indifferent attitude, pretending to be a well-behaved doll to cover up own essence.
Even though she was taken away by a father she had never met since birth, she still couldn't understand what the warmth of family love was.
From childhood to adulthood, she has lived as the daughter of a sinner. Because her mother committed suicide and betrayed the love of God, the priest who raised her accepted a generous upbringing fee, but refused to give it up. She was baptized and refused to let her go to school to learn knowledge. He just kept giving prayers and labor to the young girl.
Then, she was taken away by her father who also had the essence of nothingness, but could not feel the emptiness.
However, just now, this feeling of emptiness was completely broken.
It was obvious that she could barely see with her right eye, and her sense of taste was very thin. Compared with ordinary people, her perception of the world was always a bit slower, but as the man approached, everything around her became turbulent.
All kinds of extreme emotions are constantly impacting the silver-haired girl's brain, and the clear world is engraved on her body with extreme pain. If it is an ordinary person, it will be destroyed the moment it realizes the essence of this man, but at this moment The girl, however, only felt a kind of extreme pleasure. Her petite body was constantly trembling, and she looked at Roland at a loss as she approached step by step.
How could there be such powerful malice? So cruel, but with a kind of kindness, so chaotic, but with a kind of holiness.
Although she had been asked countless times to follow the priest and pray to the gods in the church, this was the first time the girl felt proof of the real existence of gods.
If there really is a god in the world, it will only be the man in front of him who is so evil that one can feel pure love.
Every time Roland's figure took a step closer, something seemed to be wailing on her body. Every time she moved forward, she felt the suffocation on her body getting heavier and heavier.
Finally, with some soul-crushing sound, the layer of glass that separated her from the world was completely broken.
In a world of black and white, only the man in front of him exudes color.
She only felt as if her soul had fallen into the abyss. Before the endless coldness and darkness struck, she stared at the only color in the world that she could feel with greedy eyes, revealing her happiness in the ultimate joy. smiled, and then completely passed out.
"what's the situation?"
Roland looked at the girl who suddenly collapsed strangely. He was still preparing a suitable opening to talk about her strange physique because of her changing expression, but she fainted.
Subconsciously picking up the girl's soft and light body, Roland realized that although she looked slender, she was surprisingly voluptuous.
"What should we do next..."
Holding the unconscious silver-haired girl in his arms, Roland was in distress and was just about to avoid the doubtful glances from the people around him when a steady voice stopped him.
"Lord Roland...why are you here? My little girl, she is..."
Kotomine Kirei looked at Kallen being held by Roland with a confused look on his face.
"Kirei, is this your daughter?"
Roland blinked before comparing this girl with the poisonous-tongued school doctor he remembered.
"Yes, because her mother committed suicide and I was still looking for answers at the time, I gave her to a familiar priest to raise her, and I just picked her up today."
Kotomine Kirei talked about his past without a care in the world, but halfway through, he seemed to remember something.
"Speaking of which, this child's physique is a bit special. Although no stigmata has appeared yet, I judge that it is an abused spiritual medium. It is very easy to attract demons and be harmed by demons. Under certain circumstances, it can also expel demons and serve as a demon detector. For instruments, it couldn’t be easier to use.”
So that's it, Roland nodded clearly.
After all, according to her original destiny, Kallen would become a tool of the Holy Church after her physique fully awakened. She did not come to Fuyuki to take over her father's position until after Kotomine Kirei's death.
People with this kind of physique also have the ability to be possessed by chronic demons, so they can accurately detect the demons around them. However, for Roland, who has inherited the evil identity of humans, this natural detection is seeking death. .
However, it seems that it is because he has held something back. Looking at Kallen's previous performance, it seems to have had the effect of making a positive out of a negative. After all, the girl's own character has inherited the emptiness of Kotomine Kirei, but it is not clear. , has the direction of this correction shifted?
"My little girl probably fainted because of her physical condition. There is nothing we can do about it."
Seeing Roland's face, Kotomine Kirei also understood the whole situation and shook his head casually, as if he didn't care about his daughter's safety at all.
"Well, it's not entirely a bad thing. This physique seems to have been distorted by me. Although it is a bit inappropriate, but after remembering the mark of the beast, I am afraid that no evil demon with no eyes will dare to possess her. ”
"If that's the case, it couldn't be better."
Kotomine Kirei nodded slightly and was about to say something more when he stopped.
Roland also lowered his head and looked at Kallen who was being held by him. The other person's eyes had been opened hazily, and those scattered golden pupils were staring at him closely, as if they wanted to swallow him. The intoxicating mood and the girl's magical charm seemed to have blossomed after the incident just now.
"Hello, my name is Roland, and I am your father's best friend. My child, what is your name?"
Holding Kallen's petite body, Roland greeted her casually, not really expecting to get an answer. After all, aside from her empty nature and weak body, Kallen was not an easy person to get along with.
But to his surprise, although the blush on her pretty face had not dissipated, the girl's cold eyes were filled with rich emotions. She looked at Roland and repeated her name seriously.
"Karen, my name is...Karen Ordesia."
(End of chapter)
