Chapter 470

"Do you mind if I use your body to do some things, Kuonji?"

"Sure."

After obtaining permission from Aoko Aozaki, the silver -Alice sat down next to the lying Louis, gently stroking his empty eyes that were open but not seeing anything, and gazing at Louis XVII's trembling lips that were breathing rapidly.

"Anyway, you've grown up now, Charles."

Aoko Aozaki had never imagined that such a gentle voice would come from her own mouth.

But she also understood that this was mainly due to the Demon King, and she would never say such a thing to anyone else.

"So now get some sleep, Charles."

Silver -Alice grasped Louis XVII's bony fingertips.

Louis seemed relieved by this and let out a deep breath.

His mind was already clouded, and he could no longer see who was in front of him. But in this hazy state, he remembered the Church portrait he had prayed for when he was imprisoned. Because of this, he felt that the person in front of him was a man with dazzling silver hair and bright blue eyes.

"Mother..."

These were the last words he spoke before he disappeared.

Chapter 488 It has to be done little by little...

A certain kind of unheard-of murmur dispelled Erice's sleepiness.

She subconsciously rubbed her sore eyelids, her fingertips feeling a cool, damp touch as they brushed against her eyelashes. As her vision gradually cleared, the outlines of the scenery before her appeared in the light—

What came into view was a girl that Erice had never seen before.

She was wearing a yellow coat over a blue swimsuit, her feet were bandaged to varying degrees, and a golden horn protruded from her forehead. She was sitting curled up in an antique rocking chair, her hands constantly pressing buttons on a game console at a speed that Erice could hardly keep up with.

I absolutely do not know her, but this is definitely the Kuonji Western-Style Mansion... Could she be a medical Servant recruited to take care of me? After all, she's bandaged...

Erice made her judgment.

Her memory is now fragmented; she has no memory of her return to divinity, only a vague recollection of struggling in the water before the world went dark.

"Um?"

The game sound effects abruptly stopped. Fran, noticing Erice had woken up, looked up sharply. "Are you ready to get up?"

"It's barely passable."

Erice, straightening her upper body, said expressionlessly, "Thank you for your treatment?"

"My... Fran's treatment?"

After repeating what he had just said like Parrot, Fran chuckled.

"Was what I said that strange? Aren't you a medical-type Servant?"

No, that's not it.

Fran skipped and hopped closer to the hospital bed, tapping her bare feet on the floor in a cheerful rhythm. As Erice, she suddenly put her hands on her hips and puffed out her cheeks.

"The Servant, Frankenstein's Monster, is speaking in a more amiable tone because she's wearing a swimsuit. I think bandages would be enough, but I'm forbidden from doing so. If it were anyone else, Fran would activate her rebellion program, but she can't..."

Fran's angry expression instantly turned into a sly smile.

Anyway, please take good care of me~

Looking at Fran, who was so familiar and lively, Erice didn't know what to say and could only nod and 'hmm'.

So, Fran must have rescued his Servant at the beach...

Erice had no idea what Frankenstein was, since she was still young and her main focus was on Germany because of the Demon King. Therefore, she wasn't confused about why the original story and reality differed so much.

"That's right!"

Fran suddenly clasped his hands together, spun around on the spot, and a faint spark of electricity emanated from the tip of his golden horn. "Report that Erice has woken up immediately! Great! This time I'm definitely going to get a 'Well done' pat on the head reward!"

"... Are you going to tell Miss Kuonji?"

Although she has no memories of her divine long hair period, Erice still remembers that the damned Demon King actually went and fooled around with Miss Kuonji... No, it must be that he was pestering Miss Kuonji, after all, after all, that must be it!

"Um..."

Upon hearing the name, Fran crossed his arms and tilted his head. "Master, the Demon King said, 'Let me know if Erice wakes up,' not Kuonji, not at all."

Ha, he wasn't by my side. Even though I woke up immediately, I didn't stay by his side; instead, I sent this Fran's Servant to speak to him...

Erice couldn't help but stretch out her hand, staring at her outstretched fingers, and whispered with burning breath, "So, that's your true nature... You think I can't live without you? Stop being so self-important. You have absolutely no heroic spirit, not even a hero. Go ahead and mess around with whoever you want!"

The girl glared fiercely at the air in front of her, as if she wanted to tear the Demon King, who wasn't even there, apart. Although she might feel a little better if the Demon King appeared, Erice was clearly more Wrath than she was now.

"Waaah..."

Although Erice's voice was very soft, Fran could still hear it clearly, after all, he noticed the blood seeping from Erice's bitten lower lip and understood the meaning behind her words.

Just like the young father during the period after meeting her, in short, they were arguing.

Therefore, once Fran made such a connection, he imagined what it would be like if Erice grew old and said to his Grandpa, "Losing Fran is unbearable," or "Fran's only father is me." "Ouch! My back, my back!" he cried out, making a strange sound. "Fran, please correct me!"

And similar statements.

If Erice were to shout things like, "I can't live without you," "I'm the only one who can have you," and "Waaah, please take good care of me," in such a spoiled way... it would make Fran, who had read countless romance novels and articles, involuntarily twist the horn on his forehead and cover the corner of his mouth.

"W-what's wrong?"

"No, I just thought of something a little funny."

That Grandma would be so cute, Fran agrees!

"By the way, can I Fran a favor?"

"What is it? Grandma... tell me!"

Since Novia hadn't explicitly said so, Fran consciously reminded himself not to worry his Grandpa unnecessarily. To avoid biting his tongue when he uttered the name, he slapped his face with both hands, making a crisp sound. "Fran will do it!"

"Since you're going to tell the Demon King that I've woken up..."

Erice said, fiddling with the ends of her hair, "Then I'll just go see him."

Not long after, the two walked out of the ward, and the cool air greeted them as they stepped outside.

No matter how you look at it, Erice thinks that the Kuonji Western-Style Mansion is really tasteful, and it would definitely become a must-see building in Shinjuku.

In just five seconds, Erice's idea was shattered.

With Fran's shout of "Yay!", the pink-haired Servant slid down the spiral staircase from the Hall second floor, looking extremely happy.

This Fran, how dare he do such a thing in the Western-Style Mansion! If he's not discovered, Miss Kuonji will probably kill him...

However, when Fran arrived on the first floor, she seemed to see something, and her expression changed.

"Wow, wow wow wow! It's Kuonji!"

Fran plummeted like she was on a roller coaster, tears welling in her eyes, and cried out, "I'm so sorry, Fran didn't mean to..."

Upon hearing this, Robin, who was sipping Black Tea and looking at Alice Magecraft book, quickly fluttered onto Fran's face and chirped a few times.

"Look at this, Miss Alice! How dare this guy do such a stupid thing in the house of Goddess! I knew you came back today just to catch her, Miss Alice. A mere unknown Servant dares to do this, he really doesn't know what's good for him."

Indeed, according to Fran's observations in recent days, during Erice's coma, Kuonji usually went out with her Grandpa and didn't return until very late. That's why she was so brazen in her antics in the Western-Style Mansion, of course, without causing any harm. As Servant, Fran still had that much self-control.

She just hadn't expected Aoko Aozaki to come back so early today...

However, for some reason, after hearing the meaning behind Robin's cry, Alice, who was looking at the book, squinted at the intact armrest with a puzzled expression.

So Robin chirped a few more times. "Miss Alice, why do you look like you already knew...?"

Alice took a sip of Black Tea without any emotion.

Although it wouldn't have been a problem to simply not answer Robin's question, after much hesitation—

"The Western-Style Mansion hasn't been altered, so there's no problem."

This answer struck Robin like a thunderbolt.

At the very least, at the very least, she should have been subjected to some form of torture, locked in front of a mirror. And you just glossed over it like that? Miss Alice, that's not the point, Alice! At least she should have learned the proper etiquette in the Goddess's mansion...

"Miss Kuonji, is that Demon King here with you?"

Unlike Fran and Robin, who were playfully fighting, Erice said those words directly from the second floor.

Her words also contained a hint of anger that she herself was unaware of.

Whether or not she noticed Erice's resentment, after a brief silence, Alice slowly and sincerely said, "She's not here."

This is probably not a lie.

Erice thought that Aoko Aozaki didn't seem like a liar; she had a vague feeling that it was the truth.

But...

Unconvinced Erice extended her index finger, intending to use the Magic Bullet Shooter again to prove that Alice was lying.

"Honestly, do I look like someone who doesn't belong around you?"

These words came naturally from Erice had now turned silver, coming from above the spiral staircase.

Erice was able to confirm the Demon King's body temperature and breathing while possessing her. If Kuonji wasn't lying, then Fran must have been mistaken. The Demon King was indeed beside her, but the reason he didn't appear immediately was probably to mock her...

Seriously, how could you do this? I'm really angry now.

"... Were you with Miss Kuonji when you were outside the City?"

Erice coldly questioned the Demon King possessing her, "If you like running away so much, then don't come back!"

That happened four months ago.

Novia said nonchalantly.

Four months? I was actually unconscious for four months?

Suppressing her inner surprise, Erice continued her questioning with an unchanged expression, "Don't try to change the subject."

"Actually, it's like this: I went there to prevent Aoko Aozaki from being targeted from being in danger. After that, she and I solved the Shinjuku Murder Case smoothly. That's the gist of it; nothing complicated."

"Shut up!"

Erice took a deep breath and, in her usual straightforward tone, said, "Do you know that a spirit like you without Flesh is easily dealt with by Servant specializing in spiritual matters? Ah, couldn't you have just told me? What's with all the sneaking around? Do you think I'm the kind of person who wouldn't do something for no reason? Do you think I'm that kind of person? Most importantly, what can you do without me?"

"Perhaps there's nothing we can do, but that's no reason not to go."

Erice's profile with silver hair looks incredibly natural.

That's so strange.

That's completely wrong.

Even for humans born in New Era, prioritizing their own survival is a natural course of action.

Most people would prioritize their own safety, right? Even if there are those who need to sacrifice themselves, they are the so-called heroes. How could the Demon King do that...?

"I'm truly impressed that a notorious Demon King like you could utter such positive words..."

Despite trying not to forgive the Demon King too easily, Erice still ended up like this without realizing it.

Then, she called out the Demon King's name again.

"Demon King (ErlkoNig), were you happy when you were on top of me?"

To say I'm not happy at all would be a lie.

"... Yes, I think so too."

Erice didn't quite understand her own feelings.

Although the Demon King spoke in a gentle manner, and in a sense even quite humane, unlike the Wicked Spirit —or even the Servant Lucius —she couldn't erase her fundamental impulse to 'oppress' him.

It has nothing to do with power or status; it simply comes from the heart, from some indescribable 'impulse' in the blood.

"However, I'll let you off easy for now."

Is that so?

Silver- Erice smiled, then stood up and walked towards the first floor.

Meanwhile, on the Aoko Aozaki Erice who was walking down the street, her gaze more serious than ever before, almost piercing through her. This was completely unlike her usual self; she rarely acted this way, as it was truly out of character for her.

Has the situation been calmed down?

Although Alice thought this development was good, she always felt that the Demon King had a great talent for comforting Erice, which explained why he relied on him so much.