Villain in Comics

"Little sister Illya, do you still want to run..." Under the moonlight, the silver eyes were full of strange colors...

Chapter [-] Berserker is dead

"You in the end..."

It seemed that she was startled by Long Xikey's actions, and Illya's face showed disbelief, and then she raised her hand and fired a few magic bullets, but when she was about to touch Long Xikey , was blasted away by an unknown force.

The silver eyes were gorgeous, but from the depths of them, Ilya saw her panicked expression because of fear.

"What a cute little sister..."

Long Xiyao stretched out his hand and caressed gently on Illya's smooth face. If it weren't for the coercion that Long Xiyao exerted all over his body, he would really be like a gentle big brother caressing his sister.

"What... what..."

At this time, Illya seemed to be imprisoned, and she could not move at all. The power condensed in the air pinned her whole body there. Afraid of Long Xikey's oppression, Illya could only simply Spit out a few words and let Long Xikey do what he does.

"Roar--"

A furious roar sounded, and the tension in the air instantly rose to a new level.

Berserker, who was directly kicked away by Long Xiyue, noticed the situation on Illya's side, and immediately rushed towards here with the huge sword in his hand.

Damn, it's too slow.

The footsteps were slightly wrong.

And it was just the right step that made Berserker's blows all empty, just destroying the surroundings like a typhoon.

Then, in the gap.

In the swirling whirlwind and the raised clods, Long Xiyue took a step forward and kicked Berserker lightly.

Berserker's body, which had been unshakable so far, swayed and lost its balance because of Long Xiyue's skillful force.

The whirlwind swept across.

In response, Long Xiyue took a big step backwards and flashed, his footsteps rose, and he kicked Berserker's exposed chest with a very simple diagonal kick.

All of them are matched just right. This completely washes away the prosperity and vigor, and settles to the extreme, but there is an elegant white fight everywhere.

There is no other skill that can surpass this, or, it is not too much to call it a 'magic skill'.

Seeing this battle that is beyond the reach of ordinary people's flesh and blood, the feeling of suffocation caused by the emergency just now has vanished.

boom--

Long Xiyao's kick accurately hit Berserker's chest, but Berserker's huge body did not take a step back, and Illya, who saw this scene in her eyes, was ecstatic, if it weren't for the pressure of Long Xiyao at this time. Imprisoned, maybe I will step up and jump up to celebrate...

With a puff, the back of Berserker's body suddenly cracked, and a blood arrow sputtered to the back wall. The huge force of the blood arrow directly penetrated the wall, leaving a deep hole.

Blood spilled, and Berserker's massive body stood there like a sculpture.

The blow just now seemed bland, but in fact, the dark energy attached to Long Xikey had penetrated Berserker's heart.

Seeing that her Berserker was killed, Illya's face did not show the slightest panic, but looked at Long Xikey with a playful look.

The moment that Ilya turned around, her white hair was shaking like she was about to wrap her head.Her hair was tied with black ribbons that fell vertically.In the middle of the two sides of the silk-like white hair, there is a delicate face with delicate features.

"boom--"

In just an instant, the ground was torn apart by Berserker's blow. At this moment, Ilya, who was beside her, could feel only the atmospheric vibration that shook her whole body, and the heat enough to scorch her skin.

A big hole was blown out on the ground of the explosion site, but the black giant was still alive.

The flying flames melted into the darkness of the night.

The black giant stood silently in the flames, only the sound of the fire burst into his ears.

Berserker, whose heart had been broken, moved again.

"A Noble Phantasm..." At this time, Long Xikey realized that Illya had a playful look in her eyes before, did he forget this...

What that black giant Berserker possessed was not the dimensional solidity of 'robustness'—but an 'immortal' body guarded by a law woven by magic power.

That's right, it's 'immortal'.

With complete immunity from engineering-level magic, the divine body obtained through the Twelve Trials should be, in a sense, a Noble Phantasm possessed by Berserker.

"Sister is not good, why didn't you remind brother?" Long Xikey hugged Illya to avoid Berserker's attack, and at the same time gently pinched her nose.

"Hmph..." At this time, Illya was like a little girl who was angry, she turned her head with a light snort.

Long Xikey shook his head with a smile, Ilya is not inherently bad, but her character is slightly distorted.

Close again, and a seemingly weak blow, but aside from a slight pause for Berserker, this time it didn't kill him.

"Remind you, Berserker who has been attacked once, the same trick the second time won't work..." At this time, Illya's playful voice came, and it seemed that she was able to adapt to Long Xikey at this time. coercion.

"Heh, for me, twelve lives are just a matter of waving my hands..." Thinking of this, Long Xiyue smiled cheerfully.

Feathers, chains, detonating his body with spiritual power...even the final jade transformation.

Illya's face was full of inconceivable expressions. It was just like what the big brother said, but in an instant, her Berserker was already...

"Berserker..." Illya looked at the fragments that had turned into starlight in a daze. Under the bright moon, the crystal-like fragments were rendered into a galaxy.

"Sorry, Illya, you're out of the game this time..."

Although he was apologizing, there was no sincerity in Long Xikey's tone.

"No, it's impossible... It's impossible to beat Berserker..." Illya said incoherently, it seemed that Berserker's disappearance had hit her hard.

"It's a lie... Berserker... is dead..." Ilya shrank helplessly in Long Xikey's arms, hoping to find a trace of warmth.

The fate of the girl who is like an angel is not fair, it is as beautiful as snow but fades away quickly.As the real daughter of Kiritsugu, she received very little love from her parents, and she spent a lonely childhood without family after the last Holy Grail War.It is unimaginable how a girl who has been betrayed by the whole world can bear such a heavy fate...

"Oh, fate..."

"Master..." The appearance of Medea interrupted Long Xikey's contemplation.

"Is it done?"

"Yes."

"Is there nothing unusual about Saber?"

"Not yet, but she blackened Saber..."

"Well, I see..."

On the way back to Liudong Temple, Medea frowned as she looked at Ilia, who was curled up in Long Xikey's arms, and frowned, "Master, are we going to take her in, she is..."

"Well, I know..." Long Xikey nodded, he naturally understood what Medea meant, "She's just a girl now, don't worry..."

Feeling the tenderness coming from the front of her chest, Illya opened her big bright eyes, filled with a smile.

Chapter [-] Illya

early morning.

Without the tranquility of the night, the whole world began to prosper. Although the battle last night continued for a long time, after the Berserker was resolved, no other Servants came... However, when I came back, there were two more Servants. people……

—— Saber, who was temporarily in a coma, and Illya, who was sleeping on Long Xiyue's chest.

Ilya pressed tightly against his chest, and her little hand was also tightly grasping his pajamas. The helpless Long Xikey had to use the pajamas to 'empty cicada'...

If Ye Yi found out, would he die of laughter?Long Xikey suddenly thought.

After getting rid of Lolita who was sleeping soundly, Long Xikey calmed down, dressed and went to the living room...

Dangdang... the sound of a kitchen knife colliding with a cutting board.

Hearing the voice, Long Xikey knew that Medea must be making breakfast. Do you still want to eat omelette sandwiches and that colorful salad today?

"Morning, Medea..."

"Morning, Master."

After greeting each other, Long Xiyue sat in the seat, the round cup in his hand was full of strong coffee, although it was a little uncomfortable to drink such a strong thing early in the morning, but this has become a his habit.

"Huh? Where's Rider?" Looking around, he found that there was no figure with fluttering long hair.

"She should take Sakura to school..." Medea came over with breakfast.

"What a dedicated Servant..." Seeing Medea looking at him, Long Xikey hurriedly added, "Of course, my Servant is the best..."

Sure enough, after being praised by her Master, Medea's face glowed with the first smile of the day.

"By the way, Master, don't you have to go to school today?"

"Forget it, it's already late anyway, it doesn't matter if you go or not..."

"what--"

Looking at the number of breakfasts on the table, Long Xikey couldn't help but be surprised, "Why not..."

"Well, without that Illya's share..."

Hearing this, Long Xikey smiled bitterly, "I said Caster, you don't need to reject Illya so much."

"It's just a little..." Medea nodded honestly.

"..."

"Well, it smells so good..." The door was opened, and Illya came to the table with her big eyes that were still a little confused. "Good morning, big brother..."

"Good morning……"

"Don't have my share?" Ilya pointed to the breakfast on the table, and then looked at Medea pitifully.

"Hey, little girl, even if you look at me with such pitiful eyes, there is no breakfast."

"Is it really impossible, is it really impossible?" Illya's voice was full of disappointment and sadness, as if she would be rebuked by her conscience if she rejected a girl.

Medea looked at the pitiful Ilya, her face changing constantly, as if she was in a fierce inner struggle.

"Haha..." Long Xikey on the side couldn't help laughing out loud, he could see that Medea didn't really hate Illya, maybe she was just a little dissatisfied with Illya's sudden living here.

The laughter caught Medea's attention, and she also understood that Illya was pretending to be pitiful to steal her sympathy.

"It turns out that you are pretending everything, it's abominable!" Medea was angry and looked like a child, very cute.

Illya was unmoved, and still said pitifully: "Is there no breakfast for me?" However, this time, the target is not Medea, but Long Xikey on the side, "Really not, big elder brother……"