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Flames shot up really high!

"Bai...Li...Jun!!!"

Under the snow, he silently turned around and stared at the boy who was preparing to run away without a sound.

It felt somewhat familiar, and I had a strange intuition about it.

Now I realize... Hakurei-kun really isn't that magnanimous King of Cinder!

......

room.

"Tch~~ Just like an old woman, all alone."

The boy, who had been nagged for half an hour, pouted.

"Who do you think it's because of?!"

While treating Kurumi's wounds and making hangover soup, Yukinoshita, exuding a wifely charm, said irritably.

Medical alcohol is only 75 degrees.

You poured 96-proof liquor into someone's bottle? And you filled more than half of it?

Kurumi is a patient; this girl has really gone too far this time.

but.....

The girl lowered her head in deep thought.

Who exactly was Kurumi-san injured like this?

Where is the caster?

Which group of Servants could it be? What was the deal with the Servant battles we sensed earlier? Saber mentioned that during the battle with the Lord of Cinder, there were several battle fluctuations in the direction of Fuyuki...

While I was pondering.

"alone--!"

Saber's expression changed as she sensed the Servant's aura rapidly approaching. She tried to get up, but her weakened body made it impossible for her to move quickly.

Yukinoshita, however, sensed something, a strange look appearing on her face. She turned her head and said:

"Bai Li, guests have arrived. Go and greet them."

"Hey hey hey, I'm just born to be a workaholic."

The boy got up lazily.

Yukinoshita: Either I'm the one serving you, or Matou is the one serving you, so where does the fatigue come from?

Rosser declared confidently: Kidneys!

......

"This is the Matou residence?"

Yukino Yukinoshita looked up at the gloomy and ancient mansion.

In the game, she visited the Tohsaka and Yukinoshita mansions, but she had never actually been to the Matou mansion.

At this moment, Kuro, who was biting her lip, stood beside her, and Kiritsugu Emiya stood on the other side.

A hint of nostalgia appeared in the eyes of the spirit-like Red A.

Shinji Matou was one of his few friends, and despite his unwavering commitment to his ideals, he had little romantic involvement; his only significant relationship was with his two friends.

What will Shinji be like in this world...?

"Who are you looking for?"

With a creak, the door opened.

A boy, about the same height as Red A, wearing loose pajamas, walked out lazily.

He looked Emiya Kiritsugu up and down, a hint of pity in his eyes, then raised his chin, his nostrils pointing straight at him:

"Let's make this clear first: no takeout, no delivery, no buying houses, no buying shops, no investment plans, and insurance is out of the question."

I know it's tough being a corporate slave, you can tell just by looking at your severely depleted face, but rich people like me have dedicated managers to manage our wealth.

You...

He pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "First, change into a better suit. You know, people are all materialistic. The first thing they notice is your outfit. Then, take some supplements. Don't go out with clients. You look so weak. Quit drinking and womanizing. If you have a good appearance, wealthy people like us will give you a second glance."

Emiya Kiritsugu fell silent.

He suddenly felt that coming here was a mistake.

And... he's not afraid!

"So you're going to use this little girl as collateral? That's not a bad idea. She's got a good foundation. My new maid ran away, so I'm short of someone. I should be able to take her in for a few years."

The boy stroked his chin and looked at Xiao Hei.

"Can I cut him down, Master?!"

Kuro looked at Yukino Yukinoshita with a blank expression.

The next moment, a large hand began to vigorously rub her head. Rother chuckled as he did so, saying, "You're quite amusing, little one. It's a pity you should say that when you're older..."

P.S.: Nothing happened, there wasn't even a kiss. It was just for fun and playing around with the joke. Don't tell me this can't pass censorship.

Volume 1: Chapter 133: The Modern Magic King, Rosser!

In the Magical Girl Illya world line.

After the Fourth Holy Grail War ended, Irisviel sealed away Illya's magic, knowledge, and memories.

After ten years of accumulation, this part of the memory has come to life, combined with Archer's class card Servant transformation.

That is, Chloe, with dark skin and light cherry blossom hair, standing before us.

With the same hair color, outfit, and abilities as the female Red A, it's hard not to make the connection.

Everyone present at the time regarded them as different periods of the same person.

So here's the question: what if Female Red A and Chloe are the same person?

Image: "Little Black (Chloe)", Location: "Images/1762703941-100451303-114068502.jpg"

Image: "Female Red-haired Girl A (Hair Color and Style)", Location: "Images/1762704036-100451303-114068502.jpg"

So who is Red A?

That hair color, that dark skin, that ability, that outfit—of course it's the male version of Illya!

Too reasonable.

Kiritsugu Emiya now has more faith in his own judgment, which makes him feel extremely uncomfortable.

I just left Eindzbernburg, Germany, and in the blink of an eye, my daughter has grown into such a big son?

However complicated his inner thoughts may be.

now.

The little black-skinned girl, who was 1.33 meters tall, was only about ten years old. She had just reached Rosser's belly, and one hand could cover her entire head. Her hair was soft, smooth, and felt great to the touch.

Cool!

Rother angrily rubbed the dog's head, and when Gan Jiang and Mo Xie were projected in Xiao Hei's hand, looking like a ruffled kitten, he instantly changed his attack and used his thousand-year-old cat-petting technique.

Under the pressure of the fingers that had entered the realm of the gods—pressing, kneading, pushing, and grasping—Xiao Hei instantly became limp, its magic dissipated, its eyes narrowed, and it made a series of comfortable gurgling sounds.

Emiya Kiritsugu: "?"

"You should recognize us now, right? Rider's Master? Stop joking around. We are participants in this Holy Grail War."

Red A coughed and appeared from the void.

He is 187cm tall, and his shoes have high soles.

Suddenly.

A man who could look Roser in the eye appeared on the scene. He frowned and tossed a gold brick: "Red A, right? Squat down. I'm not used to talking to people at eye level!"

"Bang~~"

A pleasant collision sound.

A perfectly square, extremely pure, and at least twenty-kilogram gold brick crashed down, causing the bluestone road to scream in agony and perish instantly.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Everyone, including those in the field of vision, was drawn to the beautiful, golden color.

Too luxurious.

At current gold prices, this is already worth millions of dollars.

What happened to the magician?

Magicians are human too, they need to eat too. And as everyone knows, magic is a money-burning profession. Even Grand Magicians, like a certain Orange, or even a certain Clock Tower Lord, like a certain Second Lord, etc., are all short of money.

Especially the second generation, who is heavily in debt!

Kenneth: What are you looking at me for? I'm dead. Who knew that rural rituals would be so lacking in martial ethics? You tell me, Emiya?

In short, in the world of magicians, money can buy anything, whether it's the magic core or the magic eye...

For example, in the Chaldea world line, Marisbury summoned Solomon to win the Fifth World War. He was also very realistic and wished for a large sum of money, which led to the FGO world line.

Now it costs millions of US dollars, enough to buy a regular Magic Eye.

Are people in this world really that rich with iPhone 2s?

Red A muttered to himself, but...

He smiled confidently; his Master wasn't some down-on-her-luck young lady, but rather his father, a man with ideals of being a champion of justice...

"Archer, crouch down."

Kiritsugu Emiya casually picked up the gold brick, stuffed it into his pocket, and his suit instantly bulged.

Red A: ?

"Master?"

Red A turned his head in disbelief. "Are you possessed by a poor young lady?"

"What are you standing there for? Squat down."

Emiya Kiritsugu snorted coldly.

Do you really think the title of "Magician Killer" is free? He's spent a lot of money on equipment, medical treatment, resettlement, intelligence, and so on.

Those magicians charge exorbitant fees, and the various magic materials are also expensive, often costing tens of thousands of US dollars.

The US dollar is important in some ways, but it certainly can't compare to his ideal or the Holy Grail.

But if I let my daughter, or oh my son, squat down for a bit, won't a single hair fall out?

These are gold bars; you can exchange them for money directly when you get home.

"Yes--!"

Red A gritted his teeth and half-squatted down, looking at the boy's smug expression, and became even angrier.

Why is this Shinji even more annoying than his best friend, Matou Shinji?

With his view now above him restored, Rosser nodded in satisfaction and tossed out another gold brick: "Little Red, this is for you."

Red A: This is outrageous!

Do you think I'm a eunuch? What would a servant like me need money for?

Emiya Kiritsugu: I want it.

"Can we lay our cards on the table now? Matou Shin... Matou Hakurei?"

"Imiya Kiritsugu said calmly, his expression gloomy and his eyes sharp."

If he hadn't been so quick in taking the money, the Servants, Masters, and Earthlings present would have taken it seriously.