The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

Sirin said this, but Kiana shook her head.

"You've misunderstood. I was just lucky."

"Oh~~"

Celine nodded, feigning sudden realization. "I see. But I think you're pretty amazing."

"No need to flatter me, I know what I'm good at."

Kiana waved her hand.

"You know that's enough, host."

"Hmm...you're acting a bit strange today," Kiana nodded, surprised.

"whee."

Upon hearing this, Xilin covered her mouth and laughed.

It's a strange feeling; I can't seem to figure her out...

"Say what you will, now... I need to figure out how to find Ilya and the others."

Although the land was unimaginably large and the spatial arrangement was as intricate as a maze.

However, Kiana knew very well that she had to find Illya, otherwise, even if she rescued Miyu, the entire operation would be meaningless without her.

Ilya can't stay here too long, otherwise, if she, as the vessel of the Holy Grail, is found by someone with ulterior motives in this mansion, it will be terrible.

"No, I have to find Ilya and the others right away."

After saying that, Kiana quickly walked away into the distance.

"Sigh, host, aimless searching implies many uncertainties; you're playing with fire."

Sirin reminded Kiana in her mind.

"You don't need to worry about that."

Kiana waved her hand: "With you by my side reminding me, I believe you can warn me immediately even if they arrive."

After hearing Kiana's words, Sirin remained silent and obediently followed behind Kiana, ready to report any news at any time.

Kiana was very fast; she quickly passed through door after door.

The hurried journey didn't tire her out, but it was tough on Rin and Luvia.

Because she was worried about the two girls sleeping in the hallway in their maid outfits, Kiana chose to drag them by their collars for more than a dozen corridors.

I wonder if the people controlling the room were annoyed by her unwavering will.

In short, after traversing countless corridors.

She easily pushed open the door at the end of the corridor again and found Ilya's room.

At this moment, Ilya was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.

Seeing Illya's condition, Kiana couldn't help but worry. She stepped forward and asked, "Illya, are you alright?"

Upon hearing Kiana's voice, Illya looked up at her.

"I'm fine, Miss Kiana."

The lovely young girl with white hair and rosy cheeks answered blankly, as if she had witnessed some indescribable fear.

Kiana felt so sorry for her.

You don't look like you're alright at all!

Kiana said, and then reached out and hugged the little guy.

"I'm really alright." Ilya smiled slightly. "Oh, by the way... I also ran into my brother's junior... Sakura... she's right... behind you..."

Only after the person in her arms whispered a reminder did Kiana realize with surprise that a chilling murderous aura was emanating from behind her.

"Oh dear, the senior's sister has exposed us."

A soft yet insane and stubborn voice echoed in Kiana's ears, instantly making her realize that the newcomer meant her harm.

Magical Girl's Parallel World Journey (Fate/kaleid liner Prisma Illya): Chapter 21 Class Card, Lancelot

How should this woman be described?

She was wearing a very strange outfit, a bizarre garment that was pitch black and resembled ribbons. It was truly peculiar, making one wonder if it was even clothing, or perhaps some other strange object.

In short, the woman in front of me exuded a dangerous aura in almost every way.

The most direct manifestation of this is her hands. How should one describe these hands? From any angle, they exude an indescribable aura of danger.

Kiana believed that these claw-like hands were enough to tear an ordinary person to pieces, and a slight blow to a vital spot could kill instantly.

At this moment, the strange purple-haired woman in front of him held the weapon in her hand and quietly looked at him.

Although there were no words spoken, one could feel an almost tangible killing intent.

"Who are you? Why are you interfering with my relationship with my senior?"

Before Kiana could speak, the strange woman slowly began to question her.

Her voluptuous figure was enveloped in hard, black imaginary ribbons, her face concealed by a mask, and the thick, dark fog emanated an undeniable aura of power.

"love?"

Hearing this, Kiana's face gradually showed confusion and bewilderment: "I don't know who this 'senior' you're talking about is. I only know that our purpose in coming here is to rescue Miyu. If you are Shirou Emiya's friend, I hope you can help us."

If you cannot offer help, please do not hinder us.

After saying that, Kiana pressed her sword down sharply, aiming it at the throat of the person in front of her.

At that moment, Xilin silently told her the person's identity.

Matou Sakura...

Kiana's actions caused Matou Sakura to slightly raise her head.

"Why do you know your senior?"

This time, instead of asking Kiana's name, she directly questioned why she had mentioned Shirou Emiya.

Seeing this, Kiana sighed.

"Because I promised Ilya I'd rescue his sister. You—!"

Before he finished speaking...

"Aaaaaaah!!! Any woman who gets close to my senior deserves to die!"

Almost instantly, the strange woman in front of him launched an attack.

She brandished her iron hand, which resembled sharp claws; though it appeared slender, it seemed to be filled with extremely powerful strength.

Seeing this, Kiana immediately thrust out her sword, aiming straight for the opponent's abdomen in an attempt to force him away.

But who knew that Matou Sakura was completely out of her mind, and without saying a word, she picked up her hand and grabbed the blade of the Flame King Sword.

'Snap!'

The claws rubbed against the sword, creating rather dazzling sparks.

Kiana's expression changed drastically, and she inwardly cried out in alarm.

However, Matou Sakura was too huge and incredibly fast, so there was no time for her to dodge.

"Who exactly are you?"

Kiana gritted her teeth, continuing her defense while shouting angrily, "Illya, run! Sirin, protect her!"

Upon hearing this, the other party clearly realized her plan, so he sneered and increased the force, while grabbing Kiana's longsword with his other hand.

Immediately, Matou Sakura used her power to send Kiana flying.

Kiana did a backflip and almost fell to the ground.

"Tsk!"

She couldn't help but gasp, feeling a churning sensation in her chest, as if it were about to burst into her throat.

Kiana clenched her empty hands, and looking at Sirin who had safely escorted Illya away, her expression gradually turned serious.

Who are you? Why are you here?

She never expected that her weapon would be taken away by someone else!

The most absurd thing was that he couldn't even manage to retrieve the weapon...

The Blazing King Sword, which should have been like a brother to him, now seemed to have been stripped of his control, completely disobeying his commands.

Hahahaha!!!

Before Kiana could figure out what was going on, the other person suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was particularly rampant.

The more wildly she laughed, the more Kiana sensed that something was wrong.

How did the other side manage to seize control of the weapons?

What kind of strange ability is this?

"Stop wasting your time, you idiot."

After laughing, Matou Sakura snorted coldly and said, "Don't think I don't know you guys are just trying to get close to Senpai and have her taken away from me. Heh heh heh heh, impossible, no one could possibly..."

This strange reaction left Kiana completely bewildered, but she didn't say much.

After all, she still doesn't understand...

Who exactly is the "senior" that Matou Sakura is talking about?

"I think there must be some misunderstanding between us."

Kiana took a deep breath and spoke, suppressing the anger in her heart.

However, Matou Sakura did not take her so-called misunderstanding to heart.

"There's no misunderstanding! Don't try to test my patience, or I might not be able to let you die intact!"

As she spoke, Matou Sakura walked step by step toward Kiana, holding the Flame King Sword, which was tainted by black mist.