Chapter 43: The Little Chalice of Pollution
"Caster, it's over, let's go."
Ignoring Alice Phil, who had fallen where he was, Roland walked towards the alley on his own.
"Eh, won't you take away her spell?"
Medea, who was still confronting Saber, turned her head suspiciously, and when she saw Alice Phil, her pupils shrank, revealing a playful expression.
"I see, it seems that I really don't need to do more."
"Alice Phil!" Caring about Roland, who couldn't leave calmly, Saber rushed to Alice Phil's side as soon as possible.
"By the way," Roland turned to Alice Phil halfway through, as if remembering something.
"I didn't see the android maid and your luggage, those guys must have gone to the castle in the suburbs with Illya, remember to say hello to her on my behalf, and tell her that I need a little more time to take her away."
Hearing Illya's name, Alice Field's eyes suddenly became complicated, the trance on her face was swept away, she clenched her fists, and looked at Roland.
"That child doesn't belong to anyone, she's free!"
"You don't think you said it, after all, Einzberen owes me and hasn't paid it off yet, do you think you can use yourself to appease my Roland's dissatisfaction?"
He shrugged his shoulders and said word for word as if mockingly, "Isn't that right, dear lady?" β
This title made Saber glare at Roland, but Alice Field, who had been strong before, fell into an eerie silence when she heard Roland's words.
She put her hands on her chest, hung her head, and said nothing.
"Let's go, Caster."
Medea's eyes curiously circled between Roland and Alice Field, and only after hearing the call did she answer, and obediently followed Roland.
Saber tried to go after him, but was stopped by Alice Field.
"Let them go, Saber."
She pursed her lips, looked at Roland, who was gradually walking into the shadows, and said, "After all, he is ...... Illya's father. β
βmasterοΌ Who is that kid named Elijah? β
"Hmm, what should I say?" Referring to this issue, Roland was also a little helpless, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought that Einzberen would give him the whole flower job?
"She's kind of ...... The daughter I've never met. β
Medea blinked, but didn't continue to ask.
"Now, the little chalice is in the palm of your hand, albeit a little rough."
Medea followed behind Roland, and the two chatted casually, "I'm not very proficient in androids, but that little chalice is a specialized product made according to the power of the master." β
"Yes, there are a lot of surprises today, and speaking of which, I also want to thank Illya for the birth."
Thinking of today's events, Roland couldn't help but laugh.
The entire Einzberren family exists to revive the Third Law, the third magician, who is the master they have engraved in their genes.
And in the last Holy Grail War, when he was possessed by the Holy Lord's spirit, although Ahad, who was an artificial person, did not have a mental breakdown, the master in his mind had been invisibly replaced.
It's not that the obsession is changed, but the person who thinks that he can achieve relief and become the third magician is the one who has the soul of the Holy Lord.
He was so stubborn in believing in this fact that he disregarded everything else, using Einzbelen's technology, and while he was possessed, he obtained the remnants of the demonic energy of fire.
But the power of demonic qi cannot be used normally by ordinary people, but as the family heritage left by the disciples of the former third magic envoy, he still thought of a way to take advantage of it.
Based on the former Winter Saintess, create a clone to help the master's return.
Alice Phil probably didn't even realize that in her underlying setting, she was written to obey the orders of the fire demon.
Therefore, after discovering this, Roland easily polluted Alice Phil with demonic energy and obtained the highest authority from the other party.
"And what belongs to me will always be mine."
Roland said indifferently, the fire demonic energy he gave to Alice Phil was both a symbol of ownership and an insurance to control the other party.
In this way, the right to make a wish is held in his hand, and then, all he needs to do is send the servant on the road quickly.
"But, it looks like even if I don't do anything, they're going to be in a hot fight, right? In this Holy Grail War, compared to the dispute between the winners and servants, the masters seem to have absolute killing intent towards each other. β
Roland stretched and said nonchalantly.
"But it doesn't matter, even if Acrher is still the hero king this time, I also have a trump card in my hand to deal with him."
"That King Arthur? That guy looks very decent, I'm afraid he won't obey you easily. β
"It doesn't matter, who wants the obedience of King Arthur as a male! As long as the Star Sword can be used by me, I don't need to remind me, Alice Phil herself will understand. β
After Roland's figure disappeared completely, the temporary barrier that lost the caster for demons finally shattered after a while.
During this time, Alice Fell had been looking wordlessly ahead, and if it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, it would have looked like a delicate doll.
"Alice Phil?"
Hearing Saber's call, Alice Phil squeezed out a smile.
"Sorry, I'm a little distracted."
"Shall we go back to Einzberen Castle next?"
Saber skipped the previous incident, although it was important for knights to protect the name of women, but after Roland left, he probably understood that there was something else hidden in it.
"No need, tonight is the first battle, no matter what, this Holy Grail War, I must get that kid out."
Alice Phil rubbed her brows, subconsciously stroking her lower abdomen, obviously no abnormalities were found in the self-examination method as an artificial person, but on her skin, the burning touch of those lines was the same as before.
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On the top floor, the thirty-second floor of the Hyatt Regency Winterwood, Webb was standing in front of the window looking down, although he had heard that the center tower would be built in the future, but for Webb, who had never had such an experience, it was strange enough.
He subconsciously sighed, turned his head to look at Kenneth sitting on the leather sofa, if it weren't for the other party's light, he would never have such a luxurious enjoyment in his life.
"Don't be stunned, how's the enchantment doing?"
Kenneth glanced at Weber, "It's just a country place, a luxurious garb and a noble hotel, but you're my student, don't lose my face." β
"Yes, Mr. Kenneth, the enchantment is working well, and the Mana Furnace is working properly." After getting along for a while, Weber, who knew that this guy didn't seem to be deliberately targeting himself, but that his personality dictated his temperament, was able to deal with Kenneth's poisonous tongue from time to time very calmly.
Although it is still very uncomfortable for the other party to give himself miscellaneous pistons, but the process of establishing such a powerful magic workshop, just by starting it, has benefited Weber a lot, and he can't complain about anything.
After all, the more advanced the magic workshop, the more untouchable a magician of Weber's level is, and from this point of view, he is still very grateful to Kenneth.
"Hey, I said, what kind of magic workshop is this, is it amazing? You've been busy with this all day. β
On the other side of the room, a strong man sitting cross-legged on the floor, with an angular appearance and a huge size, was looking intently at the TV in front of him, and after hearing the conversation between the two, he asked.
"Hmph, is this the only way the legendary king of conquest has insight?"
Kenneth let out a cold snort and said with some pride: "In this thirty-two-story building, there are twenty-four floors covered by enchantments, there are three magic furnaces, and even the sewers, I have also been otherworldly, even if you are a servant, don't want to break in easily." β
Listening to Kenneth's proud words, Webb looked out the window at the frightening height, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked a question with his simple insight.
"But, Mr. Kenneth, what if the other masters don't attack the magic studio at all, but just blow up the entire building?"