Chapter 232 New Member of the Illya Family
London, England, Clock Tower
With the British Museum in London as its base, there are solitary people from all over the world who claim to have dominated the long history of magic, as well as ambitious magicians.
Among a thousand people, a thousand people give up halfway, although it is true... well, dreaming should be free.
At least, that's what the man in black clothes with a cigarette in his mouth thought.
The so-called magic is a bad joke made by God, and it is the embodiment of the bad nature of human beings to divide themselves into three, six or nine levels of superiority and inferiority - well, but I am also using magic and I am not qualified to talk about it.
Walking through the gloomy, mysterious, or energetic group of students, a killer like him with an indifferent expression and his body stained with the bloody smell of cannibalism was naturally ostracized by them.
It wasn't until he walked out of the clock tower that the bright sunshine outside the tower and the fresh air after the rain made him feel refreshed. He twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, tried hard to smile, and walked towards a cafe next to the street.
His wife, Irisviel, was sitting here waiting for him - but when he walked into the cafe, he found that his wife was covering her mouth and smiling, and sitting in front of her was a man with white hair and golden eyes. He was a boy with a considerable sense of familiarity.
Yes, Shirou had a similar look back then.
As if recalling the adopted child, the man felt warm in his heart and calmly touched the handle of the gun in his arms with his left hand.
This is the clock tower.
He didn't believe in so-called coincidences. If someone with this appearance approached them, something must have happened.
Just like this, he cautiously walked to his wife. The man looked at the boy who was sitting and said, "Excuse me..."
"Emiya Kiritsugu, and Irisviel, you are really easy for me to find." The boy wearing a black robe with a cross necklace on his chest raised his head and bluntly revealed their identities, "Since Winter City to Snowfield City, and finally to the Clock Tower—Why, haven’t the legacy of the Holy Grail War been cleaned up yet?”
"How could you..." Irisviel's face turned pale. She didn't expect that the boy who had just been a passerby with whom she was chatting with suddenly showed a knowing attitude. Emiya Kiritsugu was guarding her with his left hand. In front of his wife, his right hand had already been put into his pocket, making no attempt to hide his hostility:
"Who are you? What's the purpose of approaching us?"
The atmosphere was obviously tense, but the boy still had a calm smile on his face, just like the pedestrians walking around them, completely unaware of the possible crisis.
"Let me tell you the conclusion first - I don't know if you, Kiritsugu, have an origin bomb in this world, but without a Servant, you two are no match for me."
"Even so, we can't capture him without mercy." Emiya Kiritsugu said in a deep voice. Just as he was about to pull out his pistol, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
The ninja with long black hair tied into a ponytail and an expressionless face put a dagger on Emiya Kiritsugu's neck: "Don't move."
"Kiritsugu!" Irisviel exclaimed, and began to weave silver thread in her hands, but the boy opposite her just moved his fingers, and her alchemical life was completely gone.
"Stop it, madam." Shuo Yue subdued the two of them in the blink of an eye, and clapped her hands, "Let us continue the unfinished conversation."
The conditions proposed by Shuo Yue were very simple. Just make up an identity for him and live temporarily at Illya's house. In return, he would protect Illya's safety.
The treatment of prisoners of war was too generous - Irisviel and Emiya Kiritsugu were hesitant at first, but with Sakutsu's "careful persuasion", they finally signed this "unequal treaty".
So, there was the scene where Irisviel called home.
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"Everyone, my name is Shuo Yue, a trainee priest from the Holy Church. Please give me your advice."
In the hall, in addition to the head of the family and the mistress, the members of the Illya family gathered together, and standing in front of them was a boy with white hair and golden eyes, smiling with a harmless look on his face.
"I apologize for being such a nuisance here at the invitation of Ms. Irisviel."
"Hey there, we welcome Mr. Shuo Yue to stay." The maid Sera did not lose her etiquette, folding her hands on her belly and saluting, "I am Sera, one of the maids in this family, and Liz is also... …Liz? Liz!”
"Guten Tag (German: Good afternoon)." Maid No. 2, who was lying like a large Persian cat, was called Ligelit in FSN, and was called Liz here, responded in German.
"Grü Gott (German: Salute to God)." Shuo Yue smiled and also answered in German.
"I feel like I'm a fake German half-breed..." Illya was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses and whispered to her brother Shirou.
"Don't look at me... I grew up in Fuyuki from the beginning." Shirou maintained an awkward but polite smile and whispered in the same voice.
The whispers between the two people naturally did not escape Shuo Yue's ears. He looked at Illya and Shirou in this world and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He had also seen Illya in that world, but at that time, Illya was as pure as white paper, and like a handful of first snow that would melt away in his hands. She was completely unlike the person in front of him who exuded vitality. , a completely ordinary child who grew up in happiness.
For this ill-fated family, ordinaryness itself means precious happiness.
However, after he changed the ending of the Fourth Holy Grail War, that Illya will sooner or later become such a beautiful appearance.
Thinking of this, Sakutsuki turned his sight and looked at Shirou Emiya.
There was no ripple in his heart.
The influence of the giant warrior had long been removed after obtaining the Holy Grail, and now he was just Sakutsuki.
Just like this Shirou, even if his sister became a magical girl, he still grew up as an ordinary high school student, and no longer had blood on his hands because of contact with the mystery.
This is also a good thing.
Retracting his thoughts, Sakutsuki waved to Illya who was holding an umbrella, indicating that this umbrella was a gift for her. At the same time, he also took out some small gifts and gave them to Shirou, Sera and Liz respectively.
With the help of Sakutsuki's means and the skill of "beautiful boy", he quickly became familiar with the people of Illya's family. Because of his mysterious identity and conversation far beyond his age, he was naturally admired by Illya.
"Speaking of which, what is Sakutsuki doing in Fuyuki City?" Shirou asked curiously during the conversation.
Sakutsuki pointed to his priest's clothes and smiled 'happy':
"As you can see, I am currently a member of the Fuyuki City Church and a messenger of the gospel on behalf of the Almighty Lord."
"Wow... sounds so cool." Illya's eyes lit up. For her age, anything outside of school would be fresh to her.
As for the fact that Sakutsuki didn't look like she had graduated from elementary school, Illya had already driven it out of her mind.
Such temperament, such conversation... How could he be an elementary school student!
"Everyone, dinner is ready-"
"Oh, I'll be right there!"
The lights at night came on, and Sakutsuki welcomed his first meal at Illya's house. After dinner, Sakutsuki excused himself to go to the church to deal with matters and said goodbye first.
After leaving the house, Sakutsuki looked up at the stars in the sky... no, it was two interlaced flashes of light, one red and one blue. The smile on her face faded, replaced by a somewhat complicated expression.
The two magic women fought in the air - this also meant that the sister that the giant hero was desperate to save, the servant he summoned in the Holy Grail War, has now arrived in Fuyuki City.
"Danzo, have you found it?"
"Yes, I have found the target."
"Be sure to protect her safety, wait for me to come over."
After saying this simply, Sakutsuki took a step forward.