Are You Two the Reincarnations of Bottomless Pits?

There was no doubt that Illya needed some time to adjust to the fact that her parents were still alive.

Especially her view of the Einzbern family—it was certainly not something that could be changed overnight.

After all, that was where she had been born and raised.

Of course, none of this was a problem for Emiya Kiritsugu and Alice.

Having hidden away for ten years, they understood better than anyone that time could wash away everything.

Compared to the joy brought by this family reunion, the other person who had accepted the transfer of the Lesser Grail was having a far worse time.

Headache!

Dizziness!

Nausea!

Amid intense physical discomfort, Bazett finally broke free from the effects of the anesthetic. She struggled up from the bed and forced open her unbearably heavy eyelids.

Though her mind was not entirely clear at the moment, she still remembered being set up, ambushed, stripped of her Command Spells, and subsequently imprisoned. She understood just how dangerous her current situation was.

You must know, people in the world of magecraft were not exactly law-abiding citizens.

They were a group of lunatics who worshipped strength above all else and would do anything to obtain more mysteries.

Especially for a woman like her, born into a Magecraft family and carrying a special bloodline—if she were sold into the hands of certain people, it would be ten thousand times more terrifying than dying in battle on the spot.

She might be forced to become a breeding machine, violated over and over again, then made to bear someone's children.

In this way, the other party could inherit her bloodline and establish a magecraft family.

The instant Bazett opened her eyes, filled with fear of the unknown, she found herself lying on a bed beneath a chandelier emitting