He continued to look through the information, and then in the information of the Brissan family, the head of the Brissan family in the 16th century, Lord Brissan, basically had no deeds, as if he had retired, and never interfered in any matters in the magic world again, and even sometimes the power of the monarch also needed to be represented by other people in the Brissan family.

If it weren't for the occasional record, one might even wonder if she was dead.

However, as a result, the female monarch of the clock tower has survived to the present, and the last recorded event was on the eve of the Third Holy Grail War.

Inexplicably, he had the idea that the appearance of this female monarch was to spread this buried myth.

It's a ridiculous idea, and Emiya Kiritsugu doesn't know why he came up with it.

But the caution in his personality made him repeatedly scout and scrutinize.

Until now, however, he has not had any concrete breakthrough point.

An inexplicable uneasiness gripped him.

With a sigh, Emiya Kiritsugu lowered his head and stretched out his hands to rub his temples to soothe his exhaustion.

"Kiritsugu! Kiritsugu! ”

At this time, a little girl's voice rang out.

Then, a little girl who looked to be eight or nine years old, with beautiful and unusually long silver hair and clear red eyes, trotted towards him, and the purple dress she was wearing swayed and swayed.

Hearing the voice, Emiya Kiritsugu turned his head and looked at the happy smile on the little girl's face, his tense face couldn't help but soften, and a peaceful smile appeared:

"What's wrong? Illya? ”

His daughter, Illyas Phil von Einzberen.

Illya came up to him, blinking her crimson eyes:

"Kiritsugu, are you about to go? To the lands of the Far East? ”

"That's right."

Hearing this, Emiya Kiritsugu nodded, stretched out his hand, brushed it on the top of her head, and took her into his arms.

The warmth of the body temperature in his arms made him feel like his heart was being pinched tightly.

This Holy Grail War, if it fails...... The consequences were too much for him to bear.

Either way.

And just as she embraced Illya, comforting her with a last resort, on the other side of the castle, on the opposite side of this room—

An adult woman who looks very similar to Illya is gently watching Kiritsugu and Illya's embrace through the window.

And beside her, there was a thin blonde girl in a blue and white ancient ceremony dress, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but such a girl did not have any sense of weakness.

Standing beside the silver-haired woman, she exudes a masculine temperament and the majesty of a high-ranking person.

It was as if standing here was a knight and a king.

And her emerald blue eyes were also watching the embrace between father and daughter in another room.

Compared with the gentleness and kindness of the silver-haired woman, her slightly cold expression was mixed with some doubts and surprises, as if she was a little puzzled by this scene.

Seeing her expression, the silver-haired woman next to her couldn't help but chuckle:

"Saber, it looks like you're surprised by Kiritsugu's performance."

"Of course."

The blonde hair tied up in the blue ribbon swayed slightly, and the girl called Saber nodded, of course she hadn't forgotten the incredible expression and indifference that the man, her own royal lord, had shown when she was summoned.

The attitude after that remains the same.

Since she was summoned, Kiritsugu, as the master, has never said a word to her, nor has she looked at her directly, and even when she takes the initiative to talk, she has only received an attitude of almost ignorance.

As a servant of the Holy Grail Summoning, even if she has been instilled with the corresponding knowledge by the Holy Grail, it is difficult for her to understand.

Even though the woman in front of her, the man's wife, Alice Phil von Einzberen, had already explained, she still couldn't let go.

Shaking his head, Saber no longer wanted to talk about these things that made him feel a little unpleasant:

"Ma'am, we'll be on our way in a few days, right? Go to Fuyuki and take part in the battle. ”

"Hmm." Alice Phil nodded, looking to the southeast, as if passing through the distant continent and reaching the destination, "At this time, the other servants should have been summoned too, right?" ”

"What kind of hero will I fight against?"

Speaking of this, Saber's indifferent expression also melted slightly, the wonder of the Holy Grail War is that it allows heroes of different eras and countries to interweave their skills, strength, and beliefs face to face.

Even if her purpose is for the Holy Grail War, she can't deny that she has expectations for what kind of servants she will meet.

Hearing her words, Alice Fell chuckled:

"You might meet someone you know."

Hearing this, Saber showed a trace of embarrassment on his face:

"If I could, I wouldn't want to meet an acquaintance from my life, whether it's Merlin or the Knights of the Round Table......."

In every sense, she would be at a great disadvantage in the face of them.

.......

At the same time, Fuyuki, Japan.

It's daytime in Germany, but here it's late at night.

In the depths of a miscellaneous forest in Fuyuki City's Fukayama Town, above the clearing, a short, medium-length and thin-haired young man with less than one meter six threw the dead chicken in his hand behind him.

"I'll make you admit my Webb Velvett's !!"

Looking at the circle carved in blood on the ground, and the dried red cloth placed in the center of the circle, the young man named Webb clenched his fist vigorously, and then stretched out his hand, urging the magic power, chanting the incantation of the summoning ritual—

"Full, full, and so on, followed by five..... However, the time of fullness is the time of abolition......"

In the Tosaka Mansion, in the underground workshop, under the gaze of one of the two people dressed in the costume of the Templar Church, an elegant magician in a burgundy suit was chanting a mantra loudly:

"With silver and iron as the elements, with stone and the Grand Duke of Contract as the foundation, and with the ancestor Xiubein Ogu as the ancestor.

"Block the coming wind with an iron wall, and close the doors of the four directions. Out of the crown, the three forks of the road to the kingdom are endless. ”

With the chanting of the incantation, in the center of the circle, the snake metamorphosis slowly emerged with brilliance, resonating with the circle.

At the same time, on the other side of the deep mountain town, inside the mansion with the word "Makiri", in the underground worm barn filled with rancid and sour smells, an ugly and stiff old man, with a smile on his face, watched the white-haired man in a blue-gray tracksuit chanting a mantra:

"But your eyes will be blinded by chaos. Thou hast fallen into the prison of madness, and I will take hold of the chains that bind thee—"

As the incantation was chanted, a bump appeared on the man's face like a worm wriggling.