Sister Rescue Plan

Arthur said, "You not only saved me and my Master, but also took us in. If I were to eat for free again, I would feel really guilty. Please believe me, I am quite confident in my cooking skills."

Medea narrowed her eyes. Wasn't it just a request for one night's lodging? How did it turn into taking him in? She had no intention of leaving Arthur at Ryudo-ji Temple; the King of England was far too dangerous.

But having gone this far, refusing now would seem too heartless, and she wanted to maintain a gentle image in front of her future master.

“Alright then.” Medea walked toward the kitchen. “If you get in my way, I’ll throw you out.”

Yosuke Mirai held a gun, but hesitated to attack Cú Chulainn, his frustration growing wildly in his heart like weeds.

A lone man and a lone woman, alone in a room.

These eight words kept churning in his mind. It wasn't that he didn't believe in Medea, but just thinking about that scene made him feel disgusted. He had always thought of himself as broad-minded.

Cú Chulainn noticed his hesitation, slung his gun over his shoulder, and grinned.

Finally, Izayoi Mirai planted the gun in the ground, muttered a sentence, "I'm going to help," and left.

And so, Wang Jiang's laughter echoed under the eaves.

Today's breakfast was especially lavish, filling the entire table: Greek-style soup, salad, and moussaga; Chinese-style rice noodles, noodles, and glutinous rice balls; and British-style French fries, potato balls, baked potatoes, and Jack's potatoes...

British dishes were served far more than the other two, taking up more than half the table and filling an additional table.

Emiya Shiori, who had finally gotten up, was startled to see so much food: "Can we possibly finish all this?"

Cú Chulainn patted his belly and laughed heartily: "As a warrior, my appetite is naturally not small. Saber is exactly what I like."

Izayoi Mirai glanced at Arthur and said to Emiya Shiori, "Don't worry, there won't be any leftovers."

Medea, standing behind him, was somewhat puzzled.

Twenty minutes later, everyone had finished eating, and Arthur's plate was full of empty plates. He was quickly and gracefully putting the last bit of cheese into his mouth.

Medea stared at Izayoi Mirai with a complicated expression, and said softly, "Lady Mirai, you really know Saber."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After dinner, it was time for the plan to save Illya, as promised by Yoshiyuki Mirai.

Ilya lay flat on the stone slab, with countless intricate magical symbols carved beneath her. Her body was no exception; Medea had used special ink to draw all sorts of strange symbols all over her body. Ilya also held the magic potion in her mouth, ready to swallow it whenever needed.

If someone knowledgeable about magic were here, they would see that all the spells here have only one function: healing. This includes the magic markings on Ilya's body and the magic potion in her mouth, which are all used to replenish life and promote rapid healing.

It's fair to say that if a seriously injured person were placed here, as long as they still had a breath left, they could be brought back to life.

"Are you ready, Caster?" Mirai Yushou asked Medea one last time. The Lesser Grail was inside Illya's heart, and Mirai Yushou's task was to use her talent to "steal" it. However, her heart would be damaged or even lost as a result. Therefore, Medea had to ensure that all healing spells could be activated immediately to save Illya's life.

After receiving Medea's affirmative reply, Izayoi Mirai placed her hand on Illya's left breast, activating her talent [Steal]!

A wisp of magic was extracted and placed into Mirai's lower abdomen; clearly, the first attempt failed.

He didn't move, but kept using his talent. He didn't know what the chances of success were, so he could only amplify the idea of ​​stealing the Holy Grail in his mind as much as possible.

Magic and even fragmented magical knowledge kept flooding into his body and mind, and he even had a magic circuit, but he still couldn't grasp the tangible feeling of anything in his hands.

Can Ilya hold on?

Just as Izayoi Mirai wavered, a warm touch appeared on his right hand, and he grasped something.

Just as Yoruichi was about to make a gesture to have Medea activate the spell, she suddenly froze.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Ilya for Sale in the Front Row, Five Dollars Each

It was a small piece of white fabric, quite soft to the touch, and still suspiciously warm. Izayoi Mirai subconsciously pinched it, then suddenly realized what it was.

Ilya was initially confused, but when Mirai picked up the fabric in her hand to examine it, she finally understood what had happened. Her face turned bright red, and her bright red eyes immediately filled with tears, on the verge of bursting into sobs.

"That's not how it works, let me explain!"

He waved his hand frantically, and the white cloth strip swayed along with his hand, which added to his pervertedness.

"I understand, could you put it down first?!"

Ilya was filled with shame and indignation. Anyone who saw their panties being tossed around by a guy they barely knew would want to smash his head in and then smash their head against a wall.

Medea's gaze was also somewhat strange. So, the future master prefers younger women? She silently made a mental note of it. As a witch from the Age of Gods, she actually had quite a few useful magic tricks.

Unaware that Medea had mistaken her for someone with special tastes, after comforting Ilya, Izayoi Mirai thought with relief that her Caster was still the best; he hadn't reacted at all, which meant he must believe in her unwavering character. Luckily, Arthur wasn't there, otherwise, if she had been waving his old lover's daughter's panties around, she might have gotten a beating.

"Get ready, I'm going to start again." He shoved the panties into Ilya's hands, but she clearly didn't have the courage to put them back on in public, clutching them tightly so that not a single piece of fabric would show.

Yosuke Mirai reached out and, under Illya's piercing gaze that seemed to see him as a pervert, placed his hand on her left breast. He took a deep breath and activated his talent once more.

steal!

Ilya's face turned pale suddenly, and the intense pain caused her to arch her back, trembling in waves.

A sticky, moist sensation appeared on Mirai Izayoi's right hand. The instant Ilya made her move, he sent a signal, and Medea immediately activated the spell that spread throughout the entire room.

A vast amount of magical energy began to be drawn from the atmosphere and flowed continuously into Ilya's body, gradually soothing her pain. Her furrowed brows relaxed, and her body was filled with the aura of magical operation, flickering like a human-shaped flashlight.

There is no doubt that she is out of danger.

Only then did Izayoi Mirai have time to examine the object in her hand. It was a rhombus-shaped crystal covered in blood, with a faint connection emanating from it, as if something was amiss underground.

Is this the Lesser Grail?

Izayoi Mirai wasn't sure, so she handed it to Medea. Medea nodded, indicating that it was real. She had analyzed the Holy Grail while setting up the Ryudouji barrier. If Izayoi Mirai's goal wasn't to win the Holy Grail War rather than the Holy Grail itself, they could have hidden inside the barrier and tried to handcraft the Holy Grail after gathering enough materials.

Mommy C is omnipotent!

Stepping out of the room, Arthur, who was waiting in the living room, was unusually flustered, looking like a family member anxiously waiting outside an operating room for the doctor to announce the surgery results.

Izayoi Mirai nodded: "The Lesser Grail has been taken out, and she will not follow Irisviel's old path again."

"Thank you very much." Arthur tapped his chest with his right hand in a knightly salute. Apart from Irisviel's daughter, he truly had no other obsessions. He had long since come to terms with the destruction of his homeland, and after this Holy Grail War ended, he probably would not answer the call again.

Unlike Arthur, Izayoi Mirai was not happy. She did not tell Arthur that because it was made with the purpose of "obtaining the Holy Grail", even if it would not become the Holy Grail, Illya's lifespan was only a little over a year.

Of course, this couldn't be kept from Medea, who had given Illya a full-body examination. The spell that covered an entire room, even the surface of Illya's body, was laid out for this purpose, and she was doing her best to prolong Illya's life.

According to her expectations, she could extend her life for another seventeen or eighteen years, which would be enough to replenish the life force that Ilya had lost since birth. However, the limits of her body's capacity were there, like a naturally small wooden bucket that could only hold so much water, and Medea had no way to expand it.

The only way was to make a wish using the Holy Grail. Medea didn't mention it; she had no desire for the Holy Grail, but that didn't mean Izaya wouldn't in the future. She didn't want to interfere with his thoughts.

Izayoi Mirai, on the other hand, knew that the Holy Grail had been corrupted, but she was unwilling to let Medea take such a huge risk to purify the black mud.

So be it.

He suppressed the urge to be kind; people always have their close and distant relationships.

However, Ilya's embarrassed and annoyed appearance kept replaying in his mind.

A feeling of guilt rose within him, causing him to overlook something else:

Where did the soul of Hercules go after he was killed?

"Is something wrong?"

Arthur keenly noticed the shadow in Izayoi Mirai's eyes; it concerned Illya, so he couldn't ignore it.

"It's nothing." Izayoi Mirai didn't want to tell Arthur about this. Worries that he couldn't solve would only add to his troubles. "I was just thinking, what kind of punishment will Ilya receive when she returns to Einzbern after the Holy Grail War ends, since she didn't get the Holy Grail? To turn her into a miniature Holy Grail for the sake of the Holy Grail is truly a heartless family."

Arthur frowned. He hadn't considered this possibility. Even among magicians, there weren't many who would sacrifice the life of their family heir for a vague hope. Arthur simply couldn't understand it.

"It shouldn't be like that, right?" He wanted to say something, but then he thought of Irisviel's painful state before her death, and suddenly he was uncertain. Come to think of it, the Einzbern family had already prepared to treat Ilya as a disposable object.

He remained silent, his emerald eyes growing ever deeper, finally fixing his gaze on Izayoi Mirai: "After the Holy Grail War ends, I will be leaving this world and will be unable to take care of her. Therefore, I entrust her to you."

???

Are you sure, bro? We've only known each other for a couple of days, right?

Seemingly sensing what Izayoi Mirai was thinking, Arthur smiled and said, "Since you were able to save her, I'm quite confident in your character."

Izayoi Mirai fell silent. He was going to leave after the Holy Grail War, but he was willing to take Illya back with him. With the medical technology there, he might be able to cure her.

However, the system told him that it takes 3,000 points to bring someone along, and he didn't have enough. Besides, even if he did gather enough points, he had to prioritize taking Medea with him! He couldn't just leave her here, could he? What if she couldn't come back later?

"Why don't you hand her over to Emiya? She should be happy to adopt Illya, right? She's her sister."

Arthur shook his head: "Master's strength is too weak. If Einzbern sends someone to take Ilya away, she won't be able to stop them at all."

So, am I also working as a bodyguard?

Arthur looked at him sincerely: "I hope you can take good care of Ilya for me."

crunch--

The door opened, and Medea came out, just in time to hear those words.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Tohsaka Family Affairs

"Last night, a natural gas explosion occurred at a church in the suburbs of our city, with an affected area of ​​three to four hundred meters. An investigation revealed that it was caused by improper use by church staff. Fortunately, no one was injured. We urge all citizens to be vigilant. Additionally, a group of escaped prisoners have recently entered our city; please try to avoid going out at night and be aware of your safety..."

The news anchor on TV was reporting the news, but no one in the audience was interested. As witnesses, they would at most treat the news as a source of amusement, not to mention that there were more important things to do right now.

Cú Chulainn said he went out to scout, Sasaki Kojiro was guarding the mountain gate, and the remaining five sat together in a somewhat somber atmosphere.

"I disagree!"

Ilya slammed her hand on the table. "Why should I follow this guy?!"

She was furious. Saber actually suggested that the pervert who stole her panties should take care of her. That was impossible! Didn't Illya know this kind of plot all too well? In the usual way the story goes, it usually ends up in bed with her!

Even Saber, who had played with her and had a good relationship with her mother, would never agree to such a request.

"I'm fine on my own, and besides, Sera and the others take care of me."

Sera and Lyselite are also Einzbern homunculus, serving as her maids who take care of her daily life and can also act as combat maids.

In fact, based on Illya's strength alone, there are few magicians in Japan who can defeat her. Her magic circuits, which are spread throughout her body, are so efficient that they cannot match her output.

However, Arthur had fought alongside her parents, so he naturally regarded her as a junior. In addition, there was her alluring physique and Arthur's certain unspeakable emotional tendencies. Therefore, in Arthur's eyes, Ilya would always be that little girl who pestered him to tell her knightly legends.

"So, after the Holy Grail War ends, where will you go? Back to Einzbern?" Arthur shook his head. "Don't forget, you've already lost."

Having been there before, Arthur knew very well that the entire family were artificial humans. Their sole purpose was to complete the Third Law and fulfill the tragic wish of the Winter Saintess Justessa. To put it bluntly, apart from Irisviel and Illya, even Kiritsugu Emiya had a much stronger sense of humanity than them.

Ilya instinctively flinched, a flicker of fear flashing in her red pupils. The phantom pain struck, and she couldn't help but touch her body, recalling once again the agony of being thrown into the midst of the wolf pack, being torn apart and mauled. This time, there was no Berserker to shield her.