Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

Amid the old sword's stunned expression, Lancelot, who had lost his frenzy but had drawn his treasure, rushed towards him at a much faster speed than before. In the blink of an eye, the two were only one step away from each other. The gust of wind as sharp as a blade cut Saber's armor, making a popping sound.

The second half of the other party's words came slowly.

"I may sound boastful, but among the Knights of the Round Table, I am very strong in one-on-one combat."

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"You even brought Caster with you. Do you trust Berserker so much? Saber is very strong."

Entering the gate of Einzbern City, Irisviel, who was being held by the hand, glanced at Caster who was quietly following behind her, and said as if nothing had happened.

"From the data on paper, Saber is the best in this Holy Grail War. Unless Lancelot also obtains the same correction, the chances of winning are not very high. Moreover, after Berserker gains sanity, these two guys will easily treat each other as meal replacements."

Roland smiled meaningfully. "So, if the guilty berserker fights the Knight King who is still dreaming, he will most likely lose."

"What about you? If this continues, the berserker you worked so hard to obtain might be eliminated, right?"

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Roland's true intentions were fully revealed, and he smiled at Irisviel, just like a beast baring its fangs when it sees its prey.

"Is it possible that from the beginning, I was expecting this scene? Compared to the insane Knight King, the Holy Sword Master who protects the world is much easier to handle."

Irisviel's face turned pale. Even though she had always stayed in the castle and didn't care about worldly affairs, she could understand what Roland meant.

She really couldn't understand Roland's motives and purposes. She didn't even know if Roland had another purpose in coming to see Illya.

But Roland did not look at her again. He just came to the corridor. Before he could make any move, the door slowly opened with a teeth-grinding sound.

A small white head popped out from it, looking at Irisviel in confusion, as if it had just woken up, and greeted her in a soft voice.

"Mom, are you back?"

Roland held her hand. Irisviel, who had a conflicted look on her face just now, instantly changed her expression into her usual gentle smile when she heard the voice, and took Roland's hand.

Although they have never been exposed to the outside world, every mother is a born actor.

"Illya, look, who did mom bring home?"

The little girl, who looked like an elf in the snow, raised her head, was stunned for a moment, and two blushes appeared on her face.

Illya burst out with an energy that was totally inconsistent with her age. She jumped up and threw herself into Roland's arms, making a sound that sounded like a dream talk.

“Father——!”

Chapter 76 The advantage is mine

Roland looked at Illya in a trance, staring at the other's pupils. Different from the remaining anger he gave to Matou Kariya, the demonic energy in Illya's body had already taken a clear form. In the dark purple halo, there was a breath of admiration and attachment.

She has the same snow-white long hair and red pupils as her own mother, small and cute hands, and an appearance that is almost carved out of a mold.

"Father, Illya misses you so much..."

Roland stroked her little head gently while checking her physical condition. Unlike the devil dragon in the original book, Illya's condition was quite strange.

The Holy Lord is the last dragon and the only fire demon. Although the little demon dragon claims to be his child, judging from the appearance, even the righteous side has doubts about this. After the fire demon energy was extracted, its combat effectiveness plummeted.

From Roland's current perspective, the existence of the demon dragon was not a success, but it was barely acceptable. After all, the body brought by its natural bloodline had an innate compatibility with the magic energy of fire, just like using silver as a conductor.

But Illya is different. She was born based on artificial human technology, with magic energy as the source, and then through a specific container in a natural way. In this case, she retained her external form, but can enjoy the gift brought by the magic energy of fire, and is extremely plastic.

Even the biggest problem of artificial humans' lifespan has been solved. The only drawback is that their appearance will stagnate after a certain period of growth.

"Before father came back, Illya was very well behaved. She looked forward to father picking me up every day. Mom refused to bring Illya here, and only agreed after great grandfather agreed."

"If not for this, Illya should have met her father a few days ago!" Thinking back to Irisviel's actions, Illya's face suddenly puffed up and she said angrily.

Roland couldn't help laughing and stroked Illya's little head: "It's not too late now. We still have a lot of time to spend together. Now, let's start by getting to know each other."

Thanks to Rin and Sakura, Roland is now very skilled in dealing with little girls. The scattered demonic energy has a natural sense of belonging to the devil itself, and the obedience engraved in the android technology makes this clear.

"What does Illya like?"

"flame!"

"why?"

Roland was a little surprised. As a fire demon, he did not live in magma. Compared with the hot environment, the magnificent palace was more to his liking. There was no reason for him to have any problems in Illya.

Illya raised her head proudly and declared confidently, "Because it is versatile! If you want to warm up, you can use fire to do it. If you are tired, you can eat some fire to feel refreshed. If you get dirty, you can use fire to burn it clean."

"Throw the annoying creature into the fire. It will be noisy at first, but it will soon quiet down."

"Ah," Roland smiled. "It seems that I will teach you a little more in the future. Einzbern is very problematic in education."

Looking at the heartwarming scene between the father and daughter, Irisviel opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

It was incredible. She had always regarded the father that Illya mentioned as a demon who would end their happiness, but at this moment, Irisviel only felt a sweet happiness.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, Irisviel took the initiative to hold Roland's hand and whispered softly.

"Okay, Illya, let's talk to Dad tomorrow," she took a deep breath, suppressing everything in her heart, leaving only the mother's love, "After that, Mom may have to leave for a while to complete Dad's plan. Although it may be a long separation, you have to stay at home obediently. Dad will come to take care of you later."

Where Illya couldn't see, the hand she was holding Roland's was trembling slightly, and she spoke as if entrusting her son to someone else.

She had already made up her mind that if the fate of becoming the Lesser Holy Grail ended in her generation, Roland would not have to desire the next Holy Grail, and Illya's fate would be avoided. With such a powerful father, she could also obtain the happiness of an ordinary person.

Illya nodded, not quite understanding. "Dad and Mom are going to fight, right? It may take some time, but Mom will come back, right? Otherwise, Illya will be very lonely."

Irisviel stared at Illya with her red eyes without blinking, wanting to show her flawless gentle smile as usual, but a feeling of sadness had already risen from her heart. She subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands and turned her back, not wanting Illya to see the tears overflowing from between her fingers.

But another voice answered for her.

"Of course, Mom will come back to you."

"Father, will you promise?"

"There aren't many people in this world who can make me keep my promise, but if it's Illya, I think even the former owner of that power would allow me this tolerance."

Roland narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was unquestionable conviction in his words. He put Illya on the ground, waved his hand gently, and watched her figure gradually disappear into the gate.

"Eh?"

Irisviel hadn't yet reacted to Roland's words. "If you don't sacrifice me, you won't be able to get the Holy Grail!"

"That's based on the premise that the Holy Grail is still preserved. Unfortunately," Roland stood up, "I said a long time ago that I would blow up that broken cup sooner or later."

"Besides, who allowed you to make your own decision? You don't belong to Einzbern, but to me, Roland!"

"Now, do you understand what you should do?"

Irisviel finally raised her head, stared at Roland, and spoke slowly.

"Yes, Lord Roland."

Roland laughed loudly and hugged Irisviel tenderly.

"After the battle is decided, hand over Saber's contract to me. But before that, I will deal with the idiot who came to my door."

At some point, Roland held the search instrument of the four-headed dragon sculpture in his hand again, and one of the directions was already lit up with a scorching light.

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"Are they still fighting?"

"Yes, master."

Danic met Lancer's calm gaze and stopped hesitating.

"Although I don't know why the Berserker Master wants to target Saber, there is no doubt that this is a good opportunity."

Enkidu's excellent breath perception always allows Danic to gain the upper hand, and the battlefield being a forest is even more perfect. With the help of Enkidu's power, the trees around him respond to his will, swaying, growing, rippling slowly, and producing lush new leaves, completely avoiding the detection of the barrier and hiding their breath.

"If we attack now, Einzbern will definitely not be able to react in time. Not only can we take out Saber, but we may even be able to take out the Berserker's Master as well."

Danic subconsciously clenched the cold talisman on his chest, and a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.

"It just so happens that I have a new body. The combination of the talisman and the body is still a little unstable. It should be enough to devour the souls of the two masters."

Danic was full of confidence and took the lead to head towards the Einzbern City, whose outline had already appeared in his sight.

Whether it's a sneak attack using the power of a servant, or a despicable two-on-one fight, no matter how you look at it, the advantage is on my side!

"Lancer, let's go!"

Chapter 77 Danic Asks for Trouble

While suppressing his boiling fighting spirit, Danic walked towards the depths of the forest. Soon, the trees that blocked his view gradually disappeared, and the magnificent castle appeared in front of Danic.

Danic had long heard of the wealth of the Einzbern family, but he did not expect that in this non-home world, they would still build such a majestic castle without hesitation.

"The center of the barrier is in this castle. If everything goes well, it might be possible to use it as a base for future operations."

Danic observed the structure of the castle and came up with the idea of ​​taking over its place.

Although he was still vigilantly observing his surroundings, Danic was relatively relaxed.

Lancer was right beside him, a top-level Heroic Spirit capable of fighting against the King of Heroes, so he didn't need to fear any ambushes.

Just rush in quickly and deal with the other party before he starts to resist.

"Master, have you figured out what to do?"

Lancer was not as optimistic as Danic thought. He just glanced at his Master and said.

"With the help of the forest, we can sneak in without being detected by the outer barrier, but in a central workshop like this, it is difficult not to be discovered. When we attack, the enemies inside will detect it. In order to prevent the other party from using the Command Spell, it is a better choice for me to charge in and kill the Master directly."

"That would be such a waste," Danik said calmly, "My current state is completely dependent on this spell, but I only gain part of the spell's power through this passive sacrifice. I am like a rootless duckweed. Every time I survive for a period of time, my soul, which is made up of obsession and memory, must rely on devouring souls to replenish itself."

"But what I lack is not the magic power brought by devouring souls, but the essence needed to maintain myself. Only those who have embarked on the path of magic are more suitable supplements."

"So what are you going to do?"

Enkidu's face showed his usual gentle smile, and his long hair swayed slightly behind him, shining beautifully under the moonlight.

"……snort."

The beauty of this moment made Danic lose his mind for a moment, but he soon reacted and let out a cold hum.

"Using my magic, of course."

Although he has not yet been officially rated, with the help of the whispers when he was possessed by the Holy Lord and the power of the sheep spell, Danic's current attainments have made him a genuine Grand Master Magician.

"Abandoning my own body has its benefits. I will use my soul attached to the talisman to weave the spell in the form of soul engineering, so as to borrow the power of the sheep talisman through the resonance."

"Isn't this spell not unlocked at all?"

"That's enough. Without the specific protective equipment, their souls would be shocked, causing their minds and bodies to be misaligned and out of control."

"What a powerful treasure it is. It can even play with souls."

Enkidu tilted his head as if he found this very amusing, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

Danic turned his head, too lazy to respond to his servant. Although the other party was very loyal, this loyalty was essentially directed towards the entire cluster consciousness, not himself as a representative of the personality.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you are obedient, that's enough.

Danic overlapped his palms and gently pressed them on the disc that stored his soul on his chest, injected magic power, and began to respond to the spell.

The next moment, an indescribable light spread out with an inexplicable momentum, like surging waves on the sea. It was an attack to the soul. If an ordinary person was affected, he would probably be in a coma for the rest of his life.

But when it spread to the inner gate of the castle, this wailing soul light disappeared silently like a drop in the ocean.

Instead, there was a real wailing sound. Danic let out a shrill howl with a hoarse voice, and the magic circuits in his body began to run wild, causing bright blue electricity to wrap around his entire body and billowing white smoke.

If it was just physical damage, no matter how serious it was, Danic could barely maintain his sanity. This was the case when he was attacked by the Origin Bullet before. This is because the way he controls his body now is essentially the same as operating a Gundam. As long as the cockpit is not damaged, everything will be fine.

But this time it was different. A blue electric current was born from the magic circuit and blossomed like a flower. Countless tentacles like living things stretched out from the inside and pierced into the disk on his chest, shattering all his consciousness with sudden terror.

This is the backlash from the soul, the self-enforced certificate!

It is a warning and price for breaking the contract he signed, and the identity of the people involved is self-evident.

"Lancer!"

Under the pain of his soul, Danic couldn't even issue a complete command and lost consciousness instantly.

The door in front of them was slowly pushed open from the inside.

"What's that noise? It feels like someone is yelling next to me while I'm sleeping."

Roland walked out of the door, rubbing his brow, looking at the unconscious Danic and the Lancer who was looking at him curiously.

"Where did you come from, my God? Although the shock just now was not directed at me, I could still feel the threat. Even a Servant would have his limbs stiffened, as if he was petrified, but you were unharmed."