After understanding his own state, Bai Hua was a little depressed, and stopped speaking, as if he had returned to the original state, as if the cold knight statue was half-kneeling in place.

But his mind raced for a way to return the essence of Illya's life to normal.

As for the words that seemed to have given up, they were just complaining.

If he gave up because it was difficult to achieve, he would not have been able to become a brave man and complete the miracle of ending the war.

Gradually, the sun vanished, the night covered the earth, and the silver ring rose.

The bright moonlight happened to shine on Bai Hua through the window, and the room was silent.

Time stood still in this moment.

No, it should be said that it is the lifeless servant in the room who is like a stone statue, giving people the illusion that time has stopped flowing.

He really didn't look like a life, he didn't have the slightest breath.

In the next second, this illusion was broken.

A heavy and terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Bai Hua's body.

This breath, cold and majestic, full of danger, like a sea of prison, suddenly locked the only exit of the room, and it was also the only entrance.

A few minutes later, the door opened, and an old man walked in with a chuckle.

"You don't need to be so wary of the old man, right? Anyway, it's also in the same camp as your master.,It's okay to say that the old man doesn't have a spell.,It's okay to not have a master who provides you with magic power.。 ”

Ahadeon slowly walked up to Bai Hua, his tone like greeting a friend he hadn't seen for years.

But in fact, it had only been five hours since he left the room.

"The old man will only help you, and there is absolutely no malice."

Although he said such words, the vigilance in Ahadion's eyes was no less than Bai Hua's.

The old man tried his best to soften his expression, but his eyes could only give people a cold feeling if they didn't melt into a cold look.

Bai Hua didn't answer, still maintaining a cold breath, locking on to Ahadion.

Although the exact identity is unknown, it is not difficult to guess the status of Ahadeon in this castle.

Even if the other party is not the one who conducted human experiments to create Illya, he is also an accomplice, which is exactly what he can't bear.

Therefore, Bai Hua's aura carried some hostility.

The hostility is so weak that ordinary people simply do not perceive it.

But to the old man who has lived for two centuries, this hostility is as bright as the light of the night.

Ahadeon frowned, no matter how much he tried to hide it, it was useless, he put away his expression at the moment, and opened his mouth coldly.

"You don't worry about the old man, show hostility, and in the same way, the old man doesn't worry about you, who are you and what is your real name?" Ahadeon explained his intentions bluntly, and quietly took a few steps back to take precautions.

At the same time, a strong breath rose.

Two powerful auras collided, and for a moment, the magician and the servant in the room were facing each other.

After learning about Bai Hua from Illya, Ahadeon went back to the magic workshop to look for literature.

The final result - whether it is a legendary epic, a fictional story, or even a fairy tale, whether it is a hero or an anti-hero, there is no one named 'Baihua Arthur Doyle'.

There is only one possibility, 'Baihua Arthur Doyle' is not the servant's real name, the real name is hidden by special skills.

It's not impossible.

In the Second Holy Grail War, the servants summoned by Einzberen were such beings, and finally suddenly betrayed and killed their own masters.

"Whether it's the information of the real name or the attributes, it's all fake, the treasure, it should be something else, right?"

Ahadeon's gaze swept over Bai Hua.

A one-handed sword sheathed at the waist.

A conspicuous magatama on the neck.

On the left hand, a golden armarmor that is different from the silver armor.

These are clearly treasures.

Once the real name is known, you can guess the treasure of the servant's identity.

“Assassin··· No, maybe your rank is also fictitious, tell the old man your real name now, or ······"

Ahadeon narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous light flashed.

The Holy Grail War has not officially started, and Bai Hua has not been counted in the information by the Great Holy Grail, so he can give up.

Although I don't want to re-summon a servant, after all, summoning rituals requires a lot of resources.

But he couldn't risk Bai Hua's most likely betrayal and let Illya participate in the Holy Grail War.

In that case, what's the difference between giving up and giving up?

Of course, if Bai Hua has the strength of absolute victory, it is two words.

As if realizing that if he continued to be silent, he would end up with a lack of magic power and dissipate, Bai Hua finally spoke up.

"In your philosophy, the so-called heroic spirit is the soul of a hero who has been sublimated by legend after death, right?"

Ahadeon nodded in a deep voice.

"Strictly speaking, I don't belong to the Heroic Spirit, because the concept of 'death' has long since moved away from me, and I have long since become a monster that never dies." Bai Hua said sadly.

Hearing this, Ahadeon frowned, thinking in his heart how credible this sentence was, and waited for the following.

"I am a brave man from another world, guided by the prayers of living beings, trading with the consciousness of the world, and descending in an incomplete form." Bai Hua sighed lightly and said this sentence a little reluctantly.

"Another world?"

Ahadion's brow furrowed even deeper.

There is a parallel world theory in this world, and it has even been confirmed in the magic world.

Isn't that gem man just controlling the second method and observing and shuttling through parallel worlds?

But in all parallel worlds, most of them have different world lines, and the legends should be similar.

And the Heroic Spirit in front of you...

It seems not impossible for a nobody to take the place of a hero in a parallel world and make merits.

Sighing, Ahadeon thought for a moment and said, "The old man still can't fully trust you, at least show the ability corresponding to the message, otherwise the old man will not allow you to participate in the Holy Grail War anyway." ”

Illya has seventy-seven spells on her body, even if this servant has a different heart, it doesn't matter, the servant can't resist the command of the spell.

As long as he is really as powerful as the message, it is enough.

This was Ahadeon's idea, out of trust in the spell and the supreme masterpiece.

"Whether you are guided by your wishes or not, you are only in pursuit of the Holy Grail to appear as a servant, since you have a thirst for the Holy Grail, then my request is not too much." Ahadeon stared directly at the servant in front of him.

Maintaining the magic power of the servant, he personally manipulated the spiritual vein supply.

In addition, it is also possible to stop the supply by ordering Illya.

The Assassin has no right to resist.

However, this sentence made Bai Hua angry.

Not excessive?

"Do you know what my actions mean? Even let me show my abilities, what do you think of Illya? A prop? Or a toy that can be discarded casually? Bai Hua asked angrily.

This information, calculated through the redemption system, he does not believe that the other party will not know.

And on the premise of understanding the consequences, the other party can still make such a request so blandly?

It was like eating and drinking, as if it were the most ordinary thing, and this disregard for life was exactly the same, if not more ugly, than the former enemy, the Asbros, and more hateful than those in power who fought against each other for their own selfish desires.

"I refuse!"