"Grandpa, I'm here."

Illya bowed to the old man, out of upbringing and habit.

But at this time, she no longer has the innocence when she was alone, as if her feelings have been erased, whether it is the expression on her face or in her eyes, there is no previous agility, and all that is left is coldness.

It's not like a greeting to a loved one, it's more like a subordinate reporting to a superior, or a maid greeting her master.

Glancing at Illya deeply, Ahad said indifferently: "Illyasfil, it seems that you are ready to fulfill Einzbelen's long-cherished wish. ”

Like Illya, Ahadeon's eyes were cold and emotionless.

Although the two are nominally relatives, they are not actually related by blood.

After all, Illya is an android, and even her mother, who calls Ahadion, is called 'grandpa'.

This is just a title for the patriarch of the family as the highest masterpiece, and it has no meaningful privilege.

"Yes, everything is for the sake of a long-cherished wish - [Third Law Heavenly Cup]."

Illya responded indifferently, and mysterious lines of scarlet appeared on her face and body.

This is a spell obtained through abnormal means, and a magic circuit obtained through constant magical adjustments.

The Einzberen family is itself extremely good at android technology, and Illya is the final crystallization of this technology, the apex of androids, conceived in a special way, irreproducible, unsurpassable, the ultimate product of Einzberen's thousands of years of research.

That is, existence itself represents a miracle.

Yes, a girl whose father is a magician and whose mother is an artificial person, and who has undergone magical adjustments in the womb of the mother, could not have been born.

In fact, over the years, the Einzberren family has tried countless times to replicate this miracle, but they have undoubtedly failed.

Those androids who died before they were born have already consumed too many resources.

Illya, therefore, is the last hope of the Einzberen family.

If even Illya is unable to complete the Third Law, then the millennium of research will prove worthless, and the artificial human factory called Einzberren will be terminated.

Although there is nothing to be done, it is the most reasonable.

After all, the so-called magicians are a group of people who pursue rationality and mystery, and abandon morality and ethics.

Since they can't achieve their goals, these artificial beings have no value at all.

Therefore, Ahadeon spoke: "Illyasfil, you have seventy-seven spells, whether it is a forced order servant or an amplified servant, you can use it unscrupulously.

The overwhelming magic circuit in your body can transform the magic power most efficiently, and even this powerful magic power can make you do the same thing as now, summoning the Servant two months in advance.

You are already the most qualified Master in the history of the Holy Grail War, and now you have to summon the Servants who match you, and it is up to you to give you the answer after the millennia of the Einzberen family's efforts.

Now, then, go ahead and complete your mission. ”

The voice was cold and creepy, and I didn't care at all, the so-called 'mission' was the fact that Illya was going to die.

Illya knew very well what her mission was, and under this premise, she nodded indifferently.

Because it is clear that as an artificial person, it is impossible for oneself to achieve happiness like ordinary people.

For this girl, 'happiness' is just a strange and distant concept, which cannot even be thought of as extravagant, and is absolutely unattainable.

Therefore, she no longer thinks that life is so important.

Although somewhat peculiar, in Einzbergeren's theory, the life of an artificial human is equivalent to a resource, a consumable that can be measured in terms of material value.

And Illya is just one of the more precious consumables.

This is how the girl perceives herself.

As a result, she developed such a misconception.

"Holy Grail War······ The Third Law: The Cup of Heaven··· Fuyuki City··· The only battlefield where I can show my worth ······ Servant···”

Whispering, Illya looked at the intricate, magical array of patterns drawn from her own blood on the ground.

Summoning the Heroic Spirit uses a special magic array, and a gray-black armor fragment is placed in the middle.

It was the great hero of ancient Greek mythology, the fragment of Hercules' armor, a precious holy relic.

An item that can be pointed at summoning.

Because this directivity is too strong, therefore, at the moment before it is summoned, Illya knows that as long as the Servant summoned through the medium of the holy relic must be Hercules, there will be no second possibility.

Standing in front of the magic array, the girl raised her arms and began the ritual of summoning the Heroic Spirit.

In an instant, the magic circuits and spells on Illya's body lit up with scarlet light, and the huge magic power surged in this young body, and the magic array on the ground also shone brightly.

"Declare, thy body, under me, my fate, send thy sword."

Heroic spirits are the heroes of history who are sublimated by legends of great achievements after their deaths, and are born with the concept of heroes, the strongest force to protect mankind, and the gathering of faith.

And what is to be summoned at this moment is the clone of the Heroic Spirit, the strongest soul of the primate - the Servant.

"Answer the call of the Holy Grail, and follow this will and the doctrine, answer me."

The Holy Grail is a battle between the combination of seven pairs of Masters and Servants, and finally manifests a universal wishing machine that is enough to fulfill all wishes.

"I swear by this."

The girl raised her hands, felt the loss of magic in her body, and recited an ancient and obscure incantation.

Everything went smoothly.

But somehow, the scene in the dream after falling asleep at the final debugging today suddenly became clear at this moment.

Don't do that. ’

A voice that is both delusional and real, but non-existent, almost a feeling, suddenly sounded in the girl's heart.

"I am the one who accomplishes all the good deeds of the world."

'Although... Failure all the time... Forbidden... Brave...

"I am the one who conveys all the malice of the world."

'I... Responding to your wishes...

The voices that seemed to be there were more and more distinct.

"The three spirits of words will haunt you for seven days."

'Save you! ’

The voice is full of extremely strong conviction, which makes people can't help but want to believe and rely on.

But...

I have no chance of being saved!

"Walk through the wheel of inhibition, appear."

'I will save you, I will definitely save you, don't give up!' ’

This time, the voice rang in Illya's ears, as if a tall figure in armor was standing watching her.

You, will you save me?

So, out of an inexplicable touch, the girl chose to believe.

A trust that comes from instinct and comes from the heart.

In the surprised eyes of the three behind her, Illya suddenly turned to the empty side and recited the last incantation.

"—Guardian of Libra!!"

A miracle happened in this instant.

The energy in the magic array, which had originally overflowed with magic power, was transferred in an instant, and where nothing existed, a magic array was almost instantly guided and carved by an invisible force, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling brilliance that was stronger than the previously prepared formation.

The brilliance of magic stings everyone's eyes.

Several people couldn't help but close their eyes, and even Ahad looked away.

The light faded, and in the center of the magic array, a servant wearing a gorgeous silver-white armor and an exaggerated cloak appeared behind him.

The servant was like a knight, half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes exposed under his helmet, staring at Illya.

"Servant, Assassin obeyed the call and traveled through the heavens to be delivered, and I wonder if you are my Master."

Although it was a question, the servant's tone was extremely affirmative.

"I... It's your Master. ”

"In this..."