I, the little cat, am a substitute for others who are starving and thin

The little boy had no idea what was happening and he lost all the cards he had.

"Now you owe me... one, two, three..."

The kitten pursed its lips into three parts and counted its cards. "You owe me 32 cards."

"Huh? I don't have one..."

"Trash, trash."

Yimi suddenly pointed at his nose and cursed.

"Why, why are you scolding me all of a sudden?"

The boy blushed and put his hands behind his back, looking away: "Scolding, it's not good to curse."

"got used to."

The powerful and consequential Noble Phantasm from yesterday was still vivid in his mind, and it was impossible to tell that the person who had used it was the same person as the child in front of him.

Saber, who was passing by with Irisviel, stared at Imi in a daze for a while.

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Chapter 11 What are you insinuating...

"That's great. I wonder if Illya will make friends like this in the future."

Irisviel hid behind the flower bed and tilted her head, thinking of the cat.

"I know the truth, but why should we peek like thieves? It's so embarrassing."

Saber looked around.

"My mom told me to go back. I'll come over tomorrow. So... I'll mortgage my slingshot to you. But you can't shoot birds, please."

The honest little boy put the slingshot in Yimi's hand as compensation for the card.

He seemed to be worried that Yimi would shoot the bird with a slingshot while he was gone, and he kept looking back as he left.

"Bye-Bye."

Yimi scratched her hands.

Watching the other party disappear from her sight, she simply did as the boy had just taught her, pulled the slingshot and continued to aim at the bird, wanting to hit something wild back.

"Stop it, Ruler! Is destroying fragile lives your daily pleasure?"

Saber, who had been watching for a long time, spoke out to stop them.

They were actually just passing by, because as a android, Irisviel had almost never been able to go out in her entire life. Regardless of whether Saber, as a servant, was interested in this afterlife, she was happy to accompany this caged bird to take a good look outside.

However, compared to other servants, Saber, whose true identity is King Arthur, has the same situation as Imi, that is, she cannot transform into a spirit to hide herself. The reason is that she is considered a "living person" and signed a contract with the world before her death.

Without that convenient ability, she certainly couldn't wear that armor when walking on the street with Irisviel, but she maintained her habit of wearing men's clothing during her lifetime and wore modern men's suits, looking like the princess's personal housekeeper.

Yimi looked her up and down: "Who are you?"

Cats can only be identified by their clothes to people they have only met once.

"Are you deliberately trying to fool me?"

But as a king, Saber would naturally not be happy to hear such words.

"Alright, alright, Saber, don't be so fierce."

Irisviel clapped her hands and leaned over to look at Yimi: "Don't point the slingshot at innocent birds."

"why?"

The cat was puzzled.

"While the strong prey on the weak in nature, isn't it a bit too much to bully other small creatures just for fun? After all, doesn't Ruler need to eat to fight it?"

Yimi's ears moved under his hat: "But I haven't eaten yet."

"Are you really planning to eat it? Servants should only be supplied with mana, right?"

Saber opened her mouth.

"If you want to eat something, I can buy it for you. We are shopping here too."

Irisviel looked at the little guy in front of her with a smile.

Her face has the same baby fat as Illya's. I really want to pinch it...

"really?"

The cat's eyes are sparkling.

"Irisviel!"

"It doesn't matter. Even though we'll still be enemies, we should at least maintain a truce during the day, right? I still believe Kiritsugu will win."

Although the method may seem a bit cruel, for example, if the servants cannot be killed, their masters can be killed first to cut off the magic source...

Shaking her head, Irisviel looked behind Yimi: "Isn't that young-looking Master here?"

Yimi didn't answer, but tugged at her clothes: "I'll eat that."

She was pointing at the steamed buns not far away. She vaguely remembered that her mother used to like buying this kind of things.

"Sure, I thought you'd order something a little more extreme, but surprisingly you're a good kid. That's awesome."

Mrs. Ellie applauded.

"Well, pat on the head."

Yimi put her head close to her hand and performed the necessary etiquette before receiving food.

"well."

Irisviel, thinking she was acting coquettishly, patted her head in agreement.

Saber frowned slightly: "Irisviel."

"What's wrong, Saber?"

Irisviel looked at her in confusion.

"No, I'm a little sensitive."

Saber shook her head slightly, looking at the kitten clinging to the stall, watching someone making buns. "I can understand a mother who's been separated from her child feeling fondness for another child, but I still need to remind you not to judge a child's age based on their appearance."

"Like Saber?"

When Artoria drew the sword, her age stopped at 15 and did not increase.

"Yimi is one year old."

Maomao heard what they said and turned to tell Ellie.

"Eh? It's so small?"

Mrs. Ellie covered her mouth.

Saber closed her eyes: "As the knight in the prophecy, this situation is normal..."

Many heroes are forced into being, or even born as adults.

"But this is rather pathetic, isn't it?"

Not knowing what she was thinking of, Ai Li rubbed Yi Mi's head with pity.

Yimi looked up at her and said, "You touched me twice more, so I have to buy more buns."

"Yeah, sure, two more."

The wife agreed readily and continued the previous topic: "No matter what the purpose of her creation was, no matter how her body was stimulated, it can't change the fact that she is just a child who deserves 'love', right?"

Hearing this, Saber looked at her in great confusion: "Irisviel...are you talking about me?"

"what?"

The wife was a little confused. She didn't think of this for a moment. As an artificial human, although she looked like a mature woman and even had a daughter, her actual age was only nine years old.

Saber became even more confused upon seeing her unexpected reaction.

If you're not talking about yourself, are you making a veiled allusion to the rebellious knight on my side?

"Little girl, the buns you asked for are ready."

Yimi received the reward of a head pat and reached out to grab it.

Ellie taught her: "Just eat it through the paper bag, no need to grab it directly with your hands."

"Well……"

Yimi lowered her head and blew into the paper bag, hoping to cool the buns down quickly, but she saw that the bag was inflated by her blowing.

Then, she didn't know what instinct drove her to transfer all the buns into another paper bag, blew air into the empty paper bag, pinched the edges, put it on the ground and stomped on it!

Although the cat was a little annoyed by the snapping sound, it was inexplicably fun.

The kitten laughed.

"Really? Pick it up and throw it in the trash can. Even the knight of the apocalypse has to be a civilized child."

"..."

The separation from her daughter seemed to have had a significant impact on Irisviel.

Artoria closed her eyes and looked into the distance.

A real little kid... and yet this is the strongest obstacle in this Holy Grail War?

After they walked away, the bun shop owner lowered his head and thought for a while.

I have absolutely no idea what nonsense they are talking about. It’s okay for the younger ones, but you two are so old and yet you still talk like an immature child.

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The Kabbalah Tree of Life, consisting of ten sephirot and 22 diameters, was the lucid dream that Lixiang had this time.

Is this the Garden of Eden?

The woman standing at the end of this space is the unknown existence that contains ten particles, but the real protagonist of this dream is standing in the opposite position.

The enemy was the Path of God, whose mere presence made it impossible to muster up any resistance, and the only thing supporting the little girl was the hand of the Messiah on her shoulder.

……

"Ritsuka, you're awake."

Roman was the first to greet.

Li Xiang rubbed his eyes and looked at the wall clock: "Is it already noon?"

"Actually, it's okay to sleep a little longer. Although I couldn't stay with you until the end, you must have been exhausted last night."

"Caster and his Master have been eliminated."

Lixiang turned over and tied her hair in front of the mirror: "I think I dreamed of Jesus, doctor."

So the prophesied doomsday even involves confronting the Kabbalah's Tree of Life? But why did God command the Knights of Judgment to attack his own Garden of Eden... or was there someone who could have invaded it?

Oh, I dreamed of Mashu before this dream.

"Well, it's normal for a Master to occasionally dream about a Servant's past experiences."

Roman looked helpless.

"Why don't you look surprised at all..."

"It's obvious, right? How could a Knight of the Apocalypse pull out the Spear of Longinus?"

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Chapter 12 Who to stab today?

"Little boy, can you write? It's you and your sister's names. The room ID here doesn't seem to match. Could you please fill in your information?"

The hotel waiter handed a lollipop to Yimi.

"it is good."