My Fates Codex in Type-Moon Chapter 9

So, Mom and Dad, why the sad expressions? And why are you looking at Mom crying, Kiritsugu?

My body hurts so much. When will the adjustments be over? Grandpa Jubstacheit's face is so scary...

Even without understanding the meaning of life, little Illya, in her childish ignorance, had already realized her Fate.

If nothing unexpected happened, she would grow up in this cold castle just like her mother, waiting for the day she would be "used."

When that time comes, will there be someone reliable like Dad Kiritsugu by my side to protect me?

I feel a little scared, though.

Staring at a spot in the forest outside the window, Illya suddenly broke into an expectant smile. She jumped off the now empty bed, put on her snow boots, and ran off towards somewhere.

However, this unchanging life was also changed by someone's arrival.

—It was as if, after a brief spell of clear skies, the forest outside the window had also been tinged with a few spots of new green.

Winter's Castle, Front Courtyard Open Space

[004: Irisviel von Einzbern]

[Character Information]: An homunculus created by the Einzbern family in preparation for the Fourth Holy Grail War, and Kiritsugu Emiya's wife. Although she is an homunculus, she possesses emotions because of Kiritsugu Emiya. She deeply loves and absolutely trusts her husband, Kiritsugu, and supports his ideals, even if it means her own demise.

[Hidden Information]: Insufficient conditions

[Record Conditions (2/1)]:

1. Gain Irisviel's approval (Incomplete)

2. Additional Condition: Protect the existence known as Irisviel von Einzbern (Not accepted)

Flipping through the two-hundred-and-fifty-page manual, Sakutsuki stared with the same dead fish eyes as Kiritsugu. He glanced at the panel on his retina, then at the figure peeking from behind the door, a few strands of silver hair visible. After suppressing himself for a while, he finally said helplessly:

"Ma'am, you're making it very hard for me to concentrate like this."

Seemingly surprised to be discovered, a small gasp came from behind the door. Then, the woman in the magnificent dress walked out, covering her face, and said shyly: "I'm sorry, I was just so curious..."

Curious about what?

Sakutsuki looked down at the dormant, two-wheeled beast in front of him.

Kawasaki Ninja H2R Motorcycle—that was the name of this beast, and the reward the Fates Codex gave him after he was hit by the Origin Bullet and completed the hidden condition.

Equipped with a 1000cc inline-four, four-stroke, liquid-cooled engine, it boasts a maximum horsepower of 310 hp, reaching 326 hp under ram air pressure, with a peak torque of 165 Nm. Its unique Supercharged centrifugal supercharger has an impeller speed of up to 130,000 rpm, pumping over 200 liters of air per second into the engine, and providing atmospheric pressure up to 2.4 times higher, all without an intercooler to cool the compressed air.

With manufacturing technology decades ahead of its time and a top-tier aerodynamic design, its terrifying speed even surpassed F1 cars and un-takeoff jet aircraft and fighter jets on the Osman Gazi Bridge in Istanbul, Turkey—the reputation of "Land Aircraft" was well-deserved.

Frankly speaking, although he understood that the "Fates Codex" had many strange aspects, the sudden appearance of a motorcycle that wouldn't be born for decades still exceeded Sakutsuki's expectations. After a brief moment of shock, he decisively embraced it.

Look at those tilted carbon fiber wings! The high-rigidity carbon fiber fairings! The matte gray body adorned with green flowing patterns! This was the romance of a man!

And it was clear that Sakutsuki wasn't the only one deeply attracted by this motorcycle; the passing ma'am was too.

Watching Irisviel, who was covering her face with her hands in feigned shyness but whose red eyes were glued to the motorcycle, Sakutsuki's mouth twitched. He suddenly remembered another title for this lady:

The Fuyuki Speedster.

Although she was a complete novice with machines, she enjoyed driving the luxury car Kiritsugu Emiya gave her in the forests of the Einzbern territory. While her skills were excellent, she lacked any sense of speed limits and even basic traffic common sense. She had performed perfect drifts on mountain roads (where there were few pedestrians on Mt. Fuyuki) and treated sports cars like a child with a new toy.

Speaking of which, the enclosed environment of the Einzbern family not only turned the later Illya into a natural demon but also nurtured natural women like this ma'am... although the current Illya was also a little angel.

Whether it was Sakutsuki or Shirou's thoughts echoing in his mind, the young man then cleared his throat and casually invited:

"By the way, I heard you have a luxury car too, Ma'am? How about it, since I still have some time before my check-up, want to have a race?"

"Eh? Really?" Irisviel's red eyes, identical to Illya's, lit up instantly. She excitedly clenched her fists, "I don't know why Mr. Sakutsuki calls me 'Ma'am,' but if it's a race, I won't admit defeat!"

"My pleasure, Lady," Sakutsuki bowed with impeccable courtesy, and the corner of his mouth, hidden in the shadows, suddenly curved into a mischievous arc.

If someone hiding under the eaves saw this, they would undoubtedly turn and flee without hesitation.

It was just that by the time Kiritsugu Emiya reacted, he had already appeared in front of Irisviel.

"Then, this knight who has been silently protecting his beloved must be very happy to fight alongside Ms. Irisviel, right?" Sakutsuki, using his displacement magic, looked at the stunned Kiritsugu and the eagerly expectant Irisviel, not hiding the playful smile on his face.

What would Kiritsugu-papa think of a racing technique that even the King of Knights found terrifying?

"Brother Shirou! And Mom and Dad, you're playing a game without me! I'm angry, hmph!" A small figure ran over indignantly, clinging to Sakutsuki like a koala. "I want to play too, you promised me, big brother!"

Now, Sakutsuki couldn't smile anymore.

"Even Illya is joining? Damn it, Mom doesn't want to lose!" Irisviel turned her head, her gaze towards Kiritsugu becoming pitifully pleading. She pouted, "Kiritsugu~~"

"..." Kiritsugu Emiya's mouth twitched. His gaze, darting around, met Sakutsuki's, who was being pestered by Illya.

The two men, sharing the same fate, had identical expressions of delight.

Einzbern Forest, Entrance

A luxury car and a racing motorcycle stood side by side, their engines roaring like two beasts poised to strike.

Inside the Mercedes-Benz, Irisviel, seated in the driver's seat, rolled down the window and waved with a smile. Kiritsugu-papa, in the passenger seat, remained silent, repeatedly adjusting his seatbelt...

"Go, Illya! Mom won't go easy on you."

"Illya doesn't need Mom to go easy! Brother Shirou is the strongest!"

The little loli in the back seat shouted. A blue magical tether was tied around her waist, connecting her to Sakutsuki to prevent her from being blown away by the wind pressure.

Sakutsuki, momentarily stunned by Illya's words before his spirits soared, put on his helmet and laughed loudly, "Ready, ma'am—"

"Of course! Right, Kiritsugu!" Irisviel pulled up the car window, took a deep breath, and a rare, unladylike smile of excitement graced her face.

"Competitors, prepare!" Jubstacheit von Einzbern, sporting dark circles under his eyes and dragged here by Sakutsuki, waved the small flag with a grim expression.

"Einzbern's first racing competition, begin!"

"Woohoo—!"

He turned the ignition, engaged the clutch, shifted gears, and the motorcycle beneath him roared to life. Amidst Sakutsuki's excited shouts, the 1000cc engine unleashed its 310 horsepower, crudely yanking the monstrous bike forward!

A few moments later……

"...We lost." At the finish line, Sakutsuki, holding Illya, leaned against the Kawasaki Ninja H2R, both of them with their mouths agape, looking utterly defeated.

"Yay, we won, Kiritsugu!" On the other side, Irisviel was already shaking Kiritsugu while the sports car's tires still smoked. Her triumphant look made her seem even more childlike than Illya.

As for Kiritsugu... the handsome man who always wore a coat and projected a cold, cool image, was now being tossed around like a rag doll by his wife, his entire demeanor turning a dull grey.

To render the renowned magus killer incapable of fighting, the Fuyuki Speedster was truly terrifying.

As for how a sedan from the 90s could outrun a motorcycle with far superior performance, that was the driver's incredible... no, terrifying prowess.

Having grown up with the Einzberns, Irisviel was naturally far more familiar with the forest than Sakutsuki.

After being left far behind by Sakutsuki at the start of the race, Irisviel decisively turned the steering wheel and veered into a small path beside the road.

It was a shortcut she had discovered by chance. While it could lead to the finish line faster, it was also extremely dangerous for a larger car like hers; a slight miscalculation could result in a collision with a tree, with dire consequences.

Even before today, Irisviel had never dared to try it, but for victory, she bravely accepted the challenge!

Perhaps the title of Fuyuki Speedster was well-deserved, or perhaps fate favored her. Irisviel navigated the path without major incident, ultimately overtaking Sakutsuki via the shortcut and reaching the finish line ahead of him.

...At least, that's how it appeared to the innocent Irisviel.

Of course, the other three involved saw things completely differently.

Take the magus killer, for instance, who had used "Time Alter" multiple times, his entire body aching, only to be shaken around by his wife.

Or the little loli who felt like she was on a roller coaster, nearly being thrown off several times, and almost crying from fright.

And the young man who had continuously used "Swap" and "Projection" magic to clear the road beforehand, allowing the sedan to pass safely. However, his magic had gone out of control, nearly sending Illya flying and giving him a near-fatal heart attack.

The world where only Irisviel was happy is complete.jpg

Thus, with four votes in favor and one against, the first and last racing competition of the Einzberns came to a close.

"Oh, right, Shirou~" Irisviel, supporting Kiritsugu and Illya as they headed back to their rooms to rest, seemed to recall something. She turned to Sakutsuki, her smile radiant.

"While I still don't know your intentions, Shirou, I believe you're a good person!"

After the Emiya family of this world departed, Sakutsuki looked at his hand and couldn't help but smile.

He could accept a "good person" card, but saying he was a "good person" was unnecessary.

What he inherited wasn't Shirou Emiya's yearning to be a "Hero of Justice," but another possibility—one who would defy the world for his sister.

Even Sakutsuki knew he couldn't bear such a heavy compliment.

However, when he thought of Irisviel and Illya's pure, innocent smiles, even he felt an urge to protect something.

[Additional condition accepted, reward issued]

[Reward obtained: Fragment of the Third Magic!]

[Codex record updated]

[004: Irisviel von Einzbern]

[Character Information: An artificial human created by the Einzbern family in preparation for the Fourth Holy Grail War...]

[Hidden Information: Passionate about cooking, specializing in dark cuisine. Due to being an artificial human, her accumulated life experience in emotional matters is only nine years, resulting in her possessing both the elegance of a noblewoman and the capriciousness of a toddler, making her a somewhat troublesome princess.

P.S.: In other words, while Irisviel's physical body is mature, her actual psychological age is only nine. Therefore, our Kiritsugu Papa...]

[Recording Conditions (2/1):]

1. Gained Irisviel's approval (Completed)

2. Additional Condition: Protect the existence named Irisviel von Einzbern (Completed)

A small fragment, emitting a colorless glow, appeared in Sakutsuki's consciousness, shimmering and pulsing like a brilliant star.

With a mere thought, Sakutsuki could gain the opportunity to come into contact with the Third Magic, one of the five great magics currently existing in the world. Such a generous gift was enough to drive countless magi to madness.

However, Sakutsuki had no intention of using the fragment now. If the Third Magic were so easily comprehended, the Einzberns wouldn't have pursued it for millennia in vain.

He had more pressing matters to resolve at the moment.

He looked at his palm again. This time, Sakutsuki's golden irises seemed to reflect flowing blue particles.

During the race, his magic had momentarily ceased output—this was why Illya was almost thrown from the bike, and why Sakutsuki had fallen behind Irisviel.

To describe it, it was as if his consciousness had gone blank for a brief moment. By the time he reacted, Illya was already exclaiming as she was thrown from her seat.

He had to understand the anomaly within himself.

An unknown fear lingered in his heart. Sakutsuki turned to Jubstacheit von Einzbern, his tone involuntarily carrying a hint of coldness:

"I hope the Einzbern don't disappoint me. Let's go."

"Hmph, just follow me."

Possessing the world's most advanced golem technology, the Einzbern's inspection equipment was naturally the most cutting-edge of the era. Before long, Jubstacheit handed the report he had personally written to Sakutsuki.

"Your hands are trembling, Jubstacheit von Einzbern." The young man with golden eyes took the report and coldly warned, "If I sense the greed in your eyes again, I believe the Einzbern will need a new head."

The old man, who had lived for two hundred years, remained silent. Instead, he lowered his head deeply, preventing Sakutsuki from seeing the turmoil in his eyes.

Only then did Sakutsuki secretly take a deep breath and look at the paper in his hand.

"Following three magical energy stimulations, it can be concluded that the detected individual's magical energy content exceeds standard parameters by a hundredfold, possessing the potential to connect to the Root. No, perhaps even more than that..."

"No primate factors detected. Ability parameters surpass any data; suspected to be a Phantasmal Beast..."

"There was an overload of magical energy output within five hours, causing abnormal reactions in the unit. These adverse reactions will cease in two hours."

"Operating by consuming magical energy as a cost, aside from the ability to perform magic without magic circuits, all other physiological reactions are identical to those of a normal person. If not operated in an overloaded state, it is projected to cease activity after eight thousand five hundred and twenty hours."