Sister Rescue Plan

Medea averted her gaze and obediently followed behind Izayoi Mirai, her lowered eyelids concealing the malice she couldn't suppress.

She originally thought she could control her emotions.

But from Assassin to Lancer, and now to Saber, could it be that the future master's interest will always remain on this handsome man?

I've already tried so hard...

As a goddess from Greek mythology, Medea was no stranger to love between men, especially after she came to the modern world and gained modern knowledge. With mixed feelings, she learned about the past of that country and became familiar with love between men.

Rather, the idea that "love exists only between men, and relationships between men and women are merely based on physical desire" held sway in ancient Greece for a long time.

The famous "Plato's Love" is based on this idea: handsome men should focus on spiritual enjoyment rather than indulging in desire.

A faint killing intent emanated from her.

Izayoi Mirai noticed Arthur's odd behavior and Medea's unusual behavior behind her. He took a step to the side to block Medea. He suddenly remembered that Medea seemed to be a Saber fan.

Yosuke Mirai's expression was also somewhat unpleasant. Undeniably, Medea, with her beautiful appearance, could easily win his favor, not to mention the gentleness and thoughtfulness she had shown these past few days, which was quite attractive to Yosuke Mirai. However, due to the boy's shyness, he was too embarrassed to make it clear.

Perhaps bringing Arthur back was a mistake, and for the first time, Izayoi Mirai felt regret.

He glanced at Shiori Emiya, who was huddled in the corner, and a thought that had originally just come from a prank became firm in his mind.

"I've come to tell you that Saber's previous guess was correct: Matou Sakura is indeed not dead."

"What did you say?" Emiya Shiori looked up in surprise. Even Arthur was somewhat surprised. Yes, that was just his guess. He himself was not so convinced of his own thoughts.

He gestured for Medea to go to his room and bring him the computer, saying to the two of them, "My webcam recorded her activities. She's not only alive, but she's also kidnapped Rin Tohsaka."

"What? This..." Emiya Shiori was somewhat incredulous.

Yushou Mirai had no intention of explaining, and the video footage from that time was clearly more convincing than any words: "You can wait for Caster to bring the video for details."

Medea brought the computer, and Izayoi Mirai turned on the video.

It was on the rooftop. Rin Tohsaka stood by the railing, gazing into the distance. Her trench coat fluttered in the cold wind, making her look dashing. Beside her, Archer was drawing his bow and firing into the distance, sniping at Arthur.

Izayoi Mirai fast-forwarded for a while until the chains appeared in the video. A dark figure stunned Rin Tohsaka, tearing apart the familiar that Izayoi Mirai had placed there. As if sensing being spied on, the dark figure turned around, facing the camera, and then everything went dark.

Izayoi Mirai rewound the video, freezing the moment the shadowy figure turned around. It was a bewitching and beautiful face, far from being virtuous and dignified, but it was indeed Matou Sakura.

"How could this be..." Shiori Emiya seemed to find it hard to accept the fact that she had been deceived by her classmate. "Why would she do this?"

“Judging from her actions, it’s all about splitting our alliance,” said Izayoi Mirai. “If she ‘dies’ at Saber’s hands, the alliance between you and your older sister Rin Tohsaka will break down, and you’ll be caught in a vicious cycle of fighting and killing each other. It’s also easier for her to attack if you’re alone.”

Perhaps it felt that Angra Mainyu could corrupt us all, so it came out to deal with Rin Tohsaka? Considering the connection between Sakura Nakagiri and the Black Mud in the original work, I would never believe that the guy had nothing to do with her, and that he might have been summoned as an Avenger.

"So, all of this was orchestrated by Sakura herself?" Emiya Shiori sat there, stunned.

Izayoi Mirai nodded: "Yes, Saber is innocent. She was framed by Matou Sakura. You should apologize to her."

"Saber, I'm sorry, I doubted you without permission." Shiori Emiya apologized to Arthur with her head down, looking pitiful, her heart filled with boundless guilt.

Arthur readily forgave her: "It's alright, Master. Even I myself sometimes waver in that situation, let alone you."

That's right, that's it.

Izayoi Mirai almost burst out laughing. The girl's guilt could easily turn into affection, not to mention that Emiya Shiori already had feelings for him, and she could quickly complete her self-conquest.

After all, being handsome makes it easier to gain favor.

“Mr. Yushou,” Shiori Emiya called out to him, “Let’s go save Tohsaka-senpai.”

“It’s already late at night, Emiya Shiori.” Izayoi Mirai sighed. “Since we didn’t kill her immediately, Tohsaka Rin should be fine, after all, they’re sisters.”

"Besides, there's nothing you can do to help right now."

Izayoi Mirai bluntly pointed out: "Saber's magical energy is almost depleted, and she simply cannot withstand the consumption of battle."

Emiya Shiori's eyes dimmed; she knew very well that her aptitude for magic was indeed not very good.

“However—” Izayoi Mirai drawled, “it’s not that there’s no way.”

Chapter Twenty-Six: Physical Examination is a Necessary Step

"Replenish mana?"

The unfamiliar words came out of Izayoi Mirai's mouth, and Emiya Shiori tilted her head, unable to understand the implied meaning: "Replenishing mana?"

“Yes.” Izayoi Mirai nodded. “There are two sources of magic power: either it is converted from the Great Source or it is converted from the life force of a person. Therefore, human bodily fluids also contain magic power. If a Servant’s magic power is insufficient, it can be replenished through the exchange of bodily fluids.”

"Body fluid exchange?" Shiori Emiya was initially confused, but after figuring out the different categories of bodily fluids, her face flushed bright red, and she waved her hands frantically, "No, no, this is too, too..."

She was too embarrassed to say the words that were running through her mind.

"But this would keep Arthur at a low level of combat power, which would mean that even his own safety as a Master could not be guaranteed, let alone his ability to rescue Rin Tohsaka as a combatant."

Yosuke Mirai is trying her best to bring about a relationship between Emiya Shiori and Arthur. This way, she can not only observe Archer's reaction, but also avoid the risk of being betrayed. Medea, no matter how much of a Saber fanatic she is, would not be interested in a married man.

"So think it over carefully. The soundproofing in the room is already activated, so whatever decision you make, we won't know." Izayoi Mirai turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Arthur, who had been silent until now, spoke up, addressing Izayoi Mirai with a respectful title for the first time. "What do you intend to do with the other Einzbern Master?"

Mirai Izayoi raised an eyebrow in surprise. When Medea teleported her back, she was carrying a little girl in her hand. That was the Einzbern Master that Arthur had mentioned, Illyasviel von Einzbern.

“She’s no longer a Master, so she’s no longer a threat.” Izayoi Mirai recalled Medea’s expression at the time, a slight smile playing on her lips. “My Servant seems to really like children. She’ll be treated very well until the Holy Grail War ends.”

Arthur frowned. That wasn't what he wanted to ask. What bothered him was Izayoi Mirai's words about "before the Holy Grail War ends": "And after it ends?"

"Of course we'll put it back, it's not safe now." Izayoi Mirai looked at Arthur with a strange expression. Was this what they called being blinded by concern? Arthur had thick eyebrows and big eyes, could he be a lolicon? Or perhaps—

He raised an eyebrow, somewhat regretting that he wasn't in the Fourth World War timeline, where he might have been able to witness a good show.

Arthur was unaware of Izayoi Mirai's inner thoughts, nor did he know that she wanted to witness his most humiliating NTR failure with the blond-haired girl. After intense internal struggle, he decided to tell Izayoi Mirai that Illya was the Holy Grail. Perhaps she would act on Illya out of greed, but what if she offered a helping hand? After all, her Servant was Caster, and perhaps she could help Illya.

If this secret is kept hidden, Illya will undoubtedly die when the Holy Grail War ends.

"There's something I need your help with." He lowered his head. "Ilya is actually the Holy Grail in this Holy Grail War, but she will die if the Holy Grail is activated. Can your Servant save her?"

“There’s no need to use honorifics for me, Saber.” Arthur’s words made Izayoi Mirai even more certain of her earlier guess. “I will help you with this favor, but I can’t guarantee whether I can succeed. Also, it’s dangerous, so I hope you understand.”

"Having one hope is enough; I shouldn't ask for too much."

Although surprised by Mirai's quick agreement, Arthur did not question his answer. He couldn't help with this matter; he could only rely on Mirai and Caster. It would be unwise to provoke him with useless words.

"Well then, goodnight." Mirai Yoshou left with Medea, giving Shiori Emiya a meaningful glance before she left, which startled Shiori so much that she took several steps back in a panic.

On the way back to her room, Medea said apologetically to Izayoi Mirai, "I'm sorry, Mirai-sama, I didn't know she was the Holy Grail."

Medea believes that Izayoi Mirai agreed to Arthur's request only because she saw how much Illya liked her, and that's why she made the promise to help Illya. Even though she had decided to help her Master obtain the Holy Grail, she has now become an obstacle to him.

“No need to blame yourself, Medea.” When they were alone, Izayoi Mirai would call her by her name. “To win the Holy Grail War, I don’t need to sacrifice an innocent little girl. Besides, my goal is to win the Holy Grail War, not to use the Holy Grail to fulfill my wishes.”

He patted Medea's head: "You will never be an obstacle to me."

“Future Lady…” Medea’s eyes misted over as she brought her face closer to Izayoi Mirai, until their breaths began to slowly mingle until they touched.

It was an awkward kiss, yet passionate and lingering. They embraced, lost in each other's embrace, savoring each other's taste, oblivious to the gazes of those around them.

Wait, where did that gaze come from?

The two sensed something was wrong and turned around warily, only to see a silver-haired loli leaning against the wall, shyly covering her eyes with her hands, but her fingers were spread wider than her eyes, and her ruby-like eyes were filled with a thirst for knowledge.

Medea blushed and buried her head in Izayoi Mirai's chest, while Izayoi Mirai was somewhat annoyed. Being caught doing something like this always caused some emotion, not to mention the atmosphere had been so good just now, and she might have even taken advantage of the situation—

I hate bratty kids.

"Big brother, big sister, what were you doing just now?" Ilya asked innocently. "I saw it on TV, will it make a baby?"

Hearing Ilya's words, Medea was filled with shame, but when she thought that Ilya was just an innocent child, the feeling of wanting to bury herself and disappear from sight subsided a lot. She squatted down and stroked Ilya's head: "These things are too early for Ilya. Children shouldn't know these things."

Ilya remained innocent: "Is that so? Then can Ilya do this kind of thing when she grows up?"

"Do it with someone you like."

Izayoi Mirai watched Illya's performance quietly from the side without saying a word. How come I didn't know Illya had such a talent for acting?

He knew that Ilya's body was just not growing up and her actual age was about the same as his, but since Medea liked children so much, he would let Ilya continue acting. The child she played was much cuter than a real child.

Ilya kissed Medea: "Then I like big sister."

Huh?!

Medea was somewhat bewildered, while Izayoi Mirai's face darkened.

"Ilya, you don't look well. I'm going to give you a physical exam later, so please cooperate."

Ilya's smile froze.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hope Was Grasped in My Hands

Clang——

The two swords clashed in mid-air, like ospreys swiftly skimming the water's surface. Arthur and Sasaki Kojiro stood on either side, the golden holy sword and the three-foot-long guillotine clashing several times in an instant.

"That's quite a keen intuition," Sasaki Kojiro exclaimed. Arthur's swordsmanship was expansive and powerful, honed on the battlefield. It wasn't as refined as Kojiro's, who was more adept at individual combat, but his intuition played a crucial role in blocking the sword just as it was about to strike.

He turned sideways and used both hands to blanch the object. Compared to the other's broad and thick sword, his sword was too long and too thin, making one worry that it might break in a collision.

Arthur stood with his sword in hand, his eyes level, focusing all his attention on Sasaki Kojiro. Facing an opponent whose swordsmanship far surpassed his own, he dared not relax in the slightest. His opponent's swords were faster and faster, like shooting stars streaking across the sky, arriving in front of him in an instant. Moreover, the swordsmanship was continuous and impenetrable. Just maintaining his position was already taking a great deal of effort.

They weren't fighting because of a conflict; it was just their daily morning practice. Two swordsmen meeting would naturally have to spar.

Mirai Izayoi and Medea stood watching the battle from a short distance away, while Cú Chulainn squatted on a tree. He already possessed superb martial arts skills and was very interested in this pure contest of skill.

Emiya Shiori hadn't gotten up yet, which made Izayoi Mirai think more and pay closer attention to Arthur's every move, trying to figure out if his magic power had recovered.

Unfortunately, this is just a simple martial arts contest, where basic physical abilities are sufficient, and magic should not be used to enhance the power.

"Master, shall we have a match too?" Cú Chulainn got itchy as he watched and challenged Izayoi Mirai, who also wielded a gun. Although Mirai was a bit weak, her keen insight, as if she could see through all his moves, was indeed a good whetstone.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” Yu Xiaolai took out a long spear. Yesterday, he spent 500 points to complete the Bajiquan technique. Bajiquan has always been not just a fist technique, but also a Liuhe spear technique. Now that he has obtained new moves, he naturally needs to find someone to practice with.

“Well then, I’ll go prepare breakfast first,” Medea whispered in Mirai’s ear.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Izayoi Mirai seemed to see Arthur's ears twitch. He took a few steps back, ending his sparring session with Kojiro Ki: "That's enough for today."

Kojiro nodded happily, and Arthur turned to Medea and said, "With so many people, let me help with the cooking too."

“No need,” Medea shook her head. “It’s nothing to worry about.”