After all CGs are unlocked, Type-Moon's girlfriend comes to visit

She was still playing with a bright red gem in her hand. She looked up at Gilgamesh and said with a smile, "Golden Sparkle, long time no see."

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Chapter 124: Father and son game, the loser calls dad!

A silver glow as soft as moonlight quietly overflowed from Irisviel's body. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, like a true saint, praying devoutly.

Every inch of her skin seemed to be stained with a soft halo, her bare feet were as white as snow, as if she did not belong to this world, filled with an inviolable sacred aura.

To be precise, she did not belong to this world... After all, the Winter Saint had died more than two hundred years ago, and what existed in Irisviel's body now was only a remnant of consciousness.

But even so, if you want to cheat a little, it is not difficult to find Lancer.

After all, the Winter Saint is, in a sense, the Holy Grail.

It was a pity that she was too weak now, and the magic power she could use was too little. When Alvin stood aside and looked at her rather illusory body, he even worried for a moment that she would disappear due to the exhaustion of magic power during the "divination".

After nearly five minutes, the light on Irisviel's body gradually dissipated.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Alvin, and said softly, "I found Lancer's location."

Her voice was as sweet as the sound of nature, but it also had a hazy, unreal quality, as if it would disappear in the city at any moment.

As if sensing the worry in Alvin's eyes, Irisviel gazed at him tenderly and said softly, "Don't worry, Saber... Even after I disappear, Irisviel won't die."

"After all, I'm only clinging to the surface of this body. Once this wisp of my consciousness dissipates, the real Irisviel will awaken."

Her tone was always gentle and calm, as if she was just talking about an ordinary thing.

Ever since she voluntarily sacrificed herself for the sake of the world two hundred years ago and used the third method to build the 'Greater Holy Grail', the Winter Saint has no longer valued life so much.

For her, as long as her wish can be realized, she will be satisfied - although from the current situation, this wish does not seem to be possible to be realized at all.

To materialize souls and save all mankind... This is the wish of the woman named Justisarislexi von Einzbern.

However, now, the Holy Grail has been contaminated by the "black mud", and even the "friends" who once promised her to save all mankind together are no longer in this world.

The magicians who participate in the Holy Grail War today are mostly simply working hard to reach the place that all magicians dream of.

--source.

Alvin silently stared at the silver-haired beauty in front of him. Although she was able to come with the help of Irisviel's body, in fact, whether in temperament, tone, or expression, the Winter Saint was completely different from Irisviel.

Cold and gentle, his eyes seemed to be filled with pity and love for the world, giving people a sense of ethereality that was out of reach.

But when those bright and beautiful eyes looked at Alvin, there seemed to be an indescribable charm in their movements, and they were naturally charming.

To save all mankind... Such a wish may sound unrealistic, but the Winter Saint in the past did give everything for this wish.

Even now, only a trace of consciousness remains in the human world...

Alvin believes that he is not the kind of person who can sacrifice himself for the world. For him, as long as the people around him are safe, it is enough.

"Perhaps there is some way to preserve this trace of your consciousness?"

Alvin suddenly said.

The Winter Saint from two hundred years ago had a gentle smile. She was wearing a plain white long dress and a pair of plump beautiful legs wrapped in pure white stockings. She walked to the window sill and picked up the red wine glass on the table.

She just shook the wine glass gently without drinking it, and looked at Alvin with ambiguous and gentle eyes. Her proud and upright chest supported the fabric of her clothes, and a hint of snow-white skin was faintly visible. She had a charm that mixed holiness and charm.

She glanced at the tightly closed door outside and knew without a doubt that Illya should be waiting for them outside.

Irisviel walked up to Alvin and lowered her eyes slightly.

"...Why do you want to help me, Saber?"

Looking from this angle, one can vaguely see the beautiful curve of Irisviel's perfectly proportioned chest.

Although he knew that this body did not belong to the Holy Maiden of Winter, Alvin was almost blinded by the beautiful curve of the silver-haired beauty's chest.

He collected his thoughts for a moment, coughed lightly, and said, "Irisviel...what was your reason for wanting to save the world in the past?"

When you don’t know or don’t want to answer a question, answering it with a question is often the best solution.

Hearing Alvin's question, Irisviel looked clearly bewildered.

Two hundred years may not sound like a long time, but those who have truly experienced this long time will clearly know the weight of this unit of time.

In these two hundred years, her only obsession was to 'save humanity'. As for why she wanted to do this... she had completely forgotten.

"Maybe he forgot, or maybe... he just wanted to do it without any reason."

Irisviel said softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to realize something and subconsciously looked at the boy.

"you……"

"Me too."

Alvin smiled and said, "I just wanted to help... There's no real reason."

"If you must give a reason, isn't our current relationship enough, Master?"

Master, this name means an unbreakable contractual relationship in the Holy Grail War - at least for most Servants and Masters.

The contract between Alvin and Irisviel was purely an accident, but no matter how it happened, they are now indeed in a master-servant relationship.

Therefore, when hearing this word, Irisviel seemed to be stunned.

Then soon, her bright red eyes slowly softened.

Her slender white fingertips gently tucked a strand of silver hair behind her ear, and then she said softly: "That's true. Now you are my Servant... It's reasonable for you to want to save your Master."

"The reason this wisp of my consciousness has been able to hold on until now is entirely due to the original magical power of this body... but this magical power will soon completely disappear."

"After all, the 'Little Holy Grail' is no longer in Irisviel's body."

Originally, Irisviel was able to summon Servants and provide magic power because of the existence of the Holy Grail, but now the Holy Grail has been transferred to Aika Sajo.

To put it bluntly, once the magic power in Irisviel's body completely disappears, it means that the consciousness of the Winter Saint will also completely disappear from this world.

I didn't expect that this master and servant pair, one of them couldn't provide magic power, and the other's root connection was in a 'sealed' state... Just thinking about this, Alvin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Is there any way I can help you?"

Alvin suddenly said.

"The Holy Grail is currently hidden deep within Ryudo Temple. As long as I can get close to it, I will be able to obtain its magical power."

Irisviel paused, her expression quickly becoming more complex. She said, "But before that, this body needs to acquire magical power. Only then can I analyze the structure of the Greater Holy Grail and allow its magical power to flow into my body."

Magical power is needed to analyze the Holy Grail, but Irisviel's magic power is not enough to support her analysis... Isn't this stuck at the first step?

Alvin was stunned for a moment.

But soon, an idea flashed through his mind.

Maybe Kenneth will have some solution...?

……

"The eighth Servant...?"

In a building in the new city area, a man with meticulously groomed blond hair was standing in front of the window, looking down at the city at night through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Fuyuki, at first, before going to this city, Kenneth had never taken a straight look at it.

After all, compared to the Clock Tower, which was far superior to Fuyuki in both background and strength, this small coastal town had nothing worth paying attention to.

However, now, in just less than two days, the Servants summoned by these Masters one after another dealt a severe blow to Kenneth.

Perhaps the strength and even the background of those Masters are mediocre... but the combat power of the Servants they summoned should not be underestimated.

Now, there's even a Servant who seems to be the eighth...

"Normally, only seven Servants can appear in the Holy Grail War... but there are always exceptions. If I'm not mistaken, this eighth Servant might be the Ruler who descended to ensure the fairness of the Holy Grail War?"

Kenneth turned around and looked at Mordred, who was sitting on the sofa and looked uninterested, and said, "Lancer, are you still thinking about tonight?"

Tonight, in order to ensure the safety and advantage of their side, Kayneth had to recall Mordred... Although he promised that if the White Dragon was in danger, he would allow Mordred to go to support, but in the end, this made the rebellious knight quite dissatisfied.

Mordred looked at Kenneth with an unhappy expression and said, "If you already know, why ask even though you already know, Master?"

"You also know the relationship between Saber and me. If something really happens to him tonight—"

Before he could finish his words, Kayneth interrupted him: "Morgan le Fay and King Arthur are here tonight, right? With them here, Saber won't be in any danger, right?"

Morgan le Fay... Before this, no one would have thought that she would travel to modern Fuyuki and even participate in the Holy Grail War.

Moreover, her Servant is none other than her own sister, King Arthur.

Rather than calling it the Holy Grail War, this is almost becoming a British family drama... Even Kenneth couldn't help but feel the urge to complain at this moment.

"That's right..."

Mordred was still filled with annoyance and said, "But I really can't stay out of this..."

At the end of her words, she looked up and stared into Kenneth's eyes, her tone full of seriousness: "Master...if anything really happens to him tonight, I will kill those who target him at all costs."

Kenneth glanced at Modred casually, but when he saw the seriousness in the girl's eyes, he quickly and quietly looked away.

For Kayneth, it was difficult for him to empathize with Mordred... For him, the only thing that really mattered was winning the Holy Grail War.

He didn't want to see a quarrel with Lancer over something like this.

I really don’t know what the White Dragon did to her to make Mordred, the so-called rebellious knight, so devoted to her... Kayneth sighed secretly.

He was about to say something when a woman's pleasant voice suddenly came from the living room.

"Isn't that a good thing? If something really happens to Saber, it wouldn't be bad to let Lancer take revenge on everyone. After all, no matter what, there will only be one winner in the Holy Grail War, and the other Servants will have to face it sooner or later."

In the living room, a sexy short-haired woman walked to the balcony, holding a glass of red wine in her hand and a faint smile on her face.

Solana Zelai Sofiali...Kenneth's fiancée.

Kenneth loved his fiancée to the extreme, so even if he wanted to say something at this moment, he could only sigh inwardly.

Soon, he continued, "Lancer's worries are completely unnecessary... I received intelligence not long ago that Berserker has been eliminated by Saber tonight."

"Vortigern was eliminated tonight?!"

Mordred looked up in shock. Although she had always believed that Alvin would win, she never expected that the white dragon that once suppressed the whole of Britain to the point of suffocating it... would be defeated in its first appearance.

Kenneth nodded slightly in confirmation and said, "So, what we need to do now is to focus on preparing for the Holy Grail War... Who knows, your father might end up being our enemy."

"Lancer, you must prepare yourself mentally in advance."

These words were both a warning to Mordred and a reminder that this was a cruel Holy Grail War... Even when facing your parents, you must give it your all.

It is not advisable to fight against weaklings.

Mordred was silent for a moment, then said, "I know."

Although Mordred is a bit timid by nature whether facing Morgan, Altria or Alvin, if she shows fear before the battle... she will look down on herself.

Okay... next time, even if I'm facing my mother or father, I must draw my weapon and face them head-on!

Mordred quickly made up his mind, and fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, the White Dragon Vortigern was the old king... so what was your father's name?"

Sora asked suddenly curiously.

All the world knows is that the new king who killed Vortigern was Britain's Night's Watch, but few people know what that man's name was.

"Didn't I tell you?"

Mordred looked at Kenneth strangely and opened his mouth to speak.

dong dong...

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Mordred subconsciously tensed up, while Kenneth beside him remained quite calm. He said proudly, "Don't worry, I've already set up a large number of magic barriers. No magic can penetrate the defenses of this building. Even enemies don't need to worry."

As he spoke, he looked up at the door and asked in a deep voice, "Who is outside?"

Just as he finished speaking, a gentle voice of a young man came from outside the house: "Teacher..."

When Kenneth heard this voice, he was obviously stunned for a moment and almost blurted out: "Alvin?"

Why is he here...?

You know, the Clock Tower is quite far away from Fuyuki. How could Alvin, who is far away in the Clock Tower... be here at this moment?