Fu Yuan, who had been reading, suddenly froze with his little hand. Then he casually continued turning the pages as if nothing had happened.
These two spells were very simple, but highly practical. Wasn't Shirou Emiya in the Fifth Holy Grail War able to fight his way through the Holy Grail War alone with just these two spells?
Although that had much to do with his Origin, it could not be denied that even without such an Origin, these two spells would still be useful—at least in daily life.
Su Mei watched her Junior Brother's little movements, the corners of her lips curling upward. She had never regretted what she had done. If there was anything she regretted, it was only dragging her Junior Brother into it.
After all, without that incident, she would already have become a pile of bones, while her Junior Brother would have spent his whole life with that woman! What a joke! That woman did not deserve him!
Fu Yuan's expression did not change. He had heard such words far too often.
"A Yuan, did you spend the whole night studying here?" Irisviel had been about to wake Illya and Fu Yuan when she suddenly spotted the figure in the living room. She was rather surprised. What happened? A Yuan is actually doing something serious!
Fu Yuan looked at Irisviel with a complicated expression. "If you did not sound so surprised, I might actually feel a little pleased about this."
After all, once every Heroic Spirit descended, they would constantly do things that interested them. Something like spending an entire night reading was already considered a waste of time by other Heroic Spirits.
"Ha, um, I'll go wake Illya up first." Irisviel turned her head away and forcibly changed the subject.
"Ha ha ha ha!" For some unknown reason, Su Mei suddenly burst into laughter.
Fu Yuan had nothing to say to that. He merely silently adjusted his mood. At the same time, purple patterns appeared beneath his clothes, rapidly transforming into gold. They looked both sacred and bewitching.
Just as Irisviel had thought, how could the Einzbern Family possibly lack methods to restrain Heroic Spirits? Fu Yuan was very cautious about such things, at least when he was doing something.
At the same time, he was also very curious about what someone rated as Chaotic Neutral like him was actually like.
(The earlier part was written wrong, sorry. Let me explain the main alignment distribution here. There are three major factions: Lawful, Orderly, and Chaotic. Each faction also has three attitudes: Good, Neutral, and Evil. It differs somewhat from the original work, but using "Neutral" twice just feels awkward.)
Meanwhile, Fu Yuan gradually grew taller, and along with his height, his expression became increasingly seductive.
His Spirit Core panel was also constantly changing. The Class section shifted several times, yet stubbornly remained on Saber.
A child's temper always came quickly and faded quickly. Irisviel helped Illya, who was no longer angry but pretended to be, get dressed. After gently coaxing her a few times, she watched Illya turn her little head aside and say, as if she were making a great concession, "I'll forgive you this time."
Seeing this, Irisviel felt her heart melt. She put on an extremely apologetic tone, as though coaxing a child—though she really was coaxing a child. "Mm, just this once. Mommy promises!"
When Irisviel led the little tsundere behind her into the living room, what she saw was Fu Yuan, who had completely grown taller. A height of 165 centimeters was not particularly tall for a boy, but it was already quite tall and slender for a girl.
What drew the most attention was his clothing. Unlike the tattered clothes he had worn when he first descended, Fu Yuan now wore—
A short robe as white as snow covered his body. Beneath his fair neck, snowy skin was exposed, with delicate collarbones adorning it. At his waist appeared a Golden Chain. Only upon closer inspection would one discover that it was made from countless tiny chains intertwined together, wrapping around his waist and neck while accentuating his slender figure.
It looked as though he wore nothing below. The short robe covered part of it, exposing two snowy, long, beautiful legs. Below them were small jade-like feet with clearly defined bones, casually resting there and swinging idly.
Yet unlike his somewhat alluring appearance, the constantly crossing Golden Chains behind him and the Golden Spear flickering in and out of sight in the air told everyone that he was no ordinary person to be toyed with.
"A Yuan, what are you—?" Irisviel hurriedly covered Illya's eyes behind her, then spoke with a faint blush.
After hearing her, Fu Yuan casually glanced over. He then lifted the cup in his hand, and the chains behind him obediently poured him some cola that they had apparently stolen from somewhere.
"What? Is there something wrong?" Fu Yuan stared at the cola in his cup. He sounded as though he were talking to himself, yet also as though he were speaking to someone else, utterly unconcerned.
"Ugh—ah!" Illya forcefully pried Irisviel's hand away and saw that the big brother had become cool and handsome. Curiosity gleamed in her eyes.
"An interesting little girl." Fu Yuan raised his fair neck and drank down the cola in his cup. He watched Illya, whose eyes seemed to be sparkling with stars, with faint amusement.
Watching his small Adam's apple move as the cola went down, Irisviel unconsciously swallowed. Don't misunderstand. She was just hungry too. Yes, she was only hungry too.
"Hurry up and finish eating! We still have plenty of troublesome matters to deal with!" Fu Yuan casually stood up. The short robe that had originally covered his thighs now rose to the side of his pelvis.
At the same time, many ribbons fell from the short robe, perfectly covering his thighs. After that, he was actually more covered than before.
Seeing that, Irisviel let out a breath of relief, though she also felt a tiny bit disappointed.
"Heh!" Fu Yuan did not seem to be speaking to anyone in particular as he walked out barefoot. His exquisite jade-like feet stepped onto the luxurious carpet, making him seem exceptionally noble. His manner of ignoring everyone around him was like the return of a King.
You're Ordering Me Around!
Honkai was a natural phenomenon that possessed self-awareness. It resisted the development of "civilization," and its core was an energy form that did not obey the law of conservation of mass and energy within a single spacetime—Honkai energy.
Everything above was a lie meant to deceive people who were clever, but not clever enough.
Honkai was one of the inherent methods used by the World Tree to select qualified world bubbles. Its purpose was trial rather than destruction, a test for civilization.
Herrschers were trials born from the achievements discovered by the most advanced civilization in a given world. For instance, the people of the Honkai World had yet to truly touch the Time Domain, so a Herrscher who controlled time had never appeared.
As civilization continuously grew stronger, the corresponding Herrschers also became stronger. Among the many Herrschers, Constraint was especially unique, because the civilization achievement it corresponded to was the emergence and advancement of extraordinary abilities.
This resulted in Constraint's main ability being the complete elimination of Honkai energy. As far as humanity currently knew, Constraint had always been the best means of fighting Honkai. Yet in the Previous Era, Constraint had appeared as humanity's enemy. It ignored all extraordinary abilities, and combined with its own inherent extraordinary power, it had once driven humanity into despair.
"Mommy, Mommy, isn't Big Brother cold?" Little Illya looked at Fu Yuan walking barefoot through the snow, her little face full of confusion. Big Brother is amazing!
Irisviel looked at the old man blocking their path without responding. At the same time, she glanced hopefully at Fu Yuan. Perhaps, just perhaps, A Yuan could do it.
"Oh? You want to stop me?" For the first time, Fu Yuan's indifferent expression changed. He stared at the old man before him with great interest.
"My apologies, Your Excellency Heroic Spirit, but the girl in your arms is an indispensable part of my family. Therefore, might this old man presume to ask that you leave her behind?" The old man lowered his posture greatly, like a servant facing his master—if one ignored the Magic Circle behind him, which was ready to activate at any moment.
Fu Yuan's expression suddenly darkened, but he immediately chuckled. Just an ant. How could he possibly understand the might of a god?
"You're ordering me around!" His golden eyes fixed upon the Old Guy who had provoked a god's dignity, the cross-shaped pupils within them slowly narrowing.
"Honored Heroic Spirit, please do not misunderstand. This old man is merely making a reasonable suggestion." The old man seemed certain of victory, despite his lowly posture.
Fu Yuan gave him an indifferent glance, then calmly continued walking out with Irisviel.
"Your Excellency, do not go too far!" The old man was initially intimidated by Fu Yuan's aura and staggered back several steps. He then regained his composure and issued one last warning.
"And what if I do?" Fu Yuan paid no attention to the threat in his voice. Even his tone remained so calm, as though he were only handling some trivial matter.
They had confirmed it with a look—they were not people who could reach an agreement.
The old man merely smiled. Then the Magic Circle throughout the entire castle began to activate. Of course, those were merely appetizers. At the same time, several Command Spells appeared on the old man's arm.
"How do you have Command Spells?" Irisviel stared at the markings on the old man's arm in shock. Where had he gotten them? At the same time, the final trace of hope in her heart gradually faded.
Illya looked at her mother in confusion, then at Fu Yuan. She tugged on Big Brother's clothes, blinked her eyes, and acted cute.
Fu Yuan turned back to look at the Little Fellow behind him, though no one knew what he was thinking. Then, completely unconcerned with anyone else, he continued forward. The only difference was that all the chains and spears behind him had vanished, while several syllables escaped his lips.
"Divine Grace."
The snow continued to fall, and nothing seemed to change. Yet the Magic Circle behind Ahad, which had been ready to activate, had completely failed. The Command Spells were gradually vanishing as well, along with all the mana in the air.
Fu Yuan paid no attention to Ahad's shocked expression. After all, he was merely an ant.
"How can mortals glimpse the divine?" As though making the simplest declaration, golden chains appeared in the air with those words. While Irisviel hurriedly covered Illya's eyes, the chains calmly took the old man's eyes without killing him.
It was not because Fu Yuan was kind. He simply did not care. Killing him would only create more trouble. As for resistance, an elderly Magus who could not even use magecraft was, in Fu Yuan's eyes, inferior even to an ordinary person.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that in the Type-Moon world, Fu Yuan was the natural enemy of all Mystery. If this Spirit Core were not so terrible, he could simply bulldoze his way through everything.
"Let's go." He casually glanced back, as though he were mentioning something insignificant, and pushed open the place where Irisviel had been imprisoned for six years.
"Ah ha! Hahaha... hahahaha! May fortune favor your battles!" Ahad did not know Saber's precise abilities, but he no longer needed to. With this alone, victory in the Holy Grail War was practically assured.
As for everything else, Ahad did not care. Would the fate of over two hundred years finally be fulfilled? Would the glory of the Third Magic be realized in his generation?
Saintess, do you see it?
Yustisia, wait a little longer. Our wish is about to come true.
Fu Yuan walked forward with an indifferent expression. Upon hearing those words, he found it interesting enough to glance back at Ahad again.
Why is Junior Brother ignoring me? Su Mei flirtatiously teased Fu Yuan from within the Stigma.
Does Junior Brother not want Senior Sister anymore? Seeing that Fu Yuan did not react, Su Mei put on a pitiful tone.
"Little A Yuan~" Su Mei continued relentlessly flooding Fu Yuan's mind with messages in a coquettish voice.
...Several plus signs gradually appeared on Fu Yuan's forehead as his emotions fluctuated violently. Then, under the strange looks of Irisviel and Illya, his small mouth opened and released a crisp voice.
"Get lost!"
Junior Disciple Brother~
"...You win!" Several minutes later, Fu Yuan stood there with a complicated expression, though no one knew who he was speaking to.
The golden markings on his body gradually faded, and his whole body lost some of its seductive aura. In short, he had turned back into a short little guy standing 158 centimeters tall.
That period... no wonder I was rated Chaotic. Fu Yuan sighed after completely changing back, though he did not shout it aloud like before.
That period... this is troublesome! Su Mei's mouth twitched. Junior Disciple Brother from that period had hated her intensely, hadn't he?
Who knows? After hearing what Senior Sister said, Fu Yuan suddenly found it rather amusing. His smile was somewhat eerie.
Fu Yuan then looked at the two people behind him, who were staring curiously at him, and suddenly felt that talking was such a hassle—especially explaining such a difficult topic.
Sigh. Life was not easy, and Fu Yuan sighed.
"A Yuan, if you came from the future, have you ever ridden anything interesting?" After completely coaxing Illya to sleep on the plane, Irisviel looked toward Fu Yuan, who was staring out the window, and suddenly became curious.
"Interesting things?... Floating Battleships, Collapse Beasts, and Heavy-duty Rabbit?" Fu Yuan seriously considered what advanced things he had ridden. By the end, he was somewhat uncertain, but after thinking about it, he added the last one anyway.
"A Floating Battleship!" Desire suddenly shone in Irisviel's eyes. To her, the allure of a Floating Battleship was already nearly comparable to Kiritsugu's.
Irisviel wanted to continue chatting, but she saw that Fu Yuan had already leaned his head against the wall of the plane, apparently sleepy. She chuckled softly, hugged Illya beside her, and prepared to sleep a little more on the plane.
As for blowing up the plane, no, no. At least no one besides Kiritsugu would do something like that.
By the time they got off the plane, it was nearly dark. At Fuyuki Airport, Fu Yuan also canceled his Spiritronization and casually used the Suggestion Sorcery he had only recently learned. (They were both basic spells, so there was no need to explain this one in detail, right?)
"So this is Fuyuki?" Irisviel looked at the "beautiful girl" who had appeared beside her. She casually dispelled the Suggestion Sorcery Fu Yuan had cast and asked happily.
Fu Yuan gave Irisviel a helpless look, then sensed the surprised gazes from the people nearby—as well as the lecherous ones.
"Mommy, are we going to find Daddy now?" Illya rubbed her still-sleepy little eyes. Looking at the scene before her, she was equally surprised.
Irisviel frowned, sensing that something was not quite right.
How am I supposed to say this? Should I directly say that I don't want to go yet? But how can I admit that I want to go sightseeing?
"The scenery here looks pretty nice!" Irisviel pretended not to hear Illya's question and spoke somewhat absentmindedly.
"I wonder whether other places are like this too." Then, as though she had suddenly remembered something, she added another sentence to herself while looking expectantly at Fu Yuan.
She's an idiot, isn't she? Irisviel must be an idiot, right? Although he silently mocked Irisviel in his heart, Fu Yuan could understand her feelings to some extent.
"Is that so? Then let's go take a look!" Fu Yuan appropriately played along and easily coaxed Little Illya.
"But is this really okay during the Holy Grail War?" Irisviel suddenly became worried again.
Fu Yuan sighed. Why were most of the people he encountered this sort of personality? Still, that was fine. At least he was already very experienced in dealing with them.
"Try to trust me as much as you can, Irisviel."
After one second of inner struggle, Irisviel ultimately decided that she should trust her Saber a little more.
"Then where should we go sightseeing first?" The moment she thought of that, Irisviel's mood instantly brightened. She began excitedly considering what to do first.
Fu Yuan looked at her like she was an idiot once more, then said very seriously, "We should leave the airport first!"
Irisviel: (/(°∞°))
"Cough, cough. A Yuan, you're right." Irisviel turned her head aside as though she had not been the one speaking just now.
Illya watched the two of them with shining eyes. After all, in Little Illya's eyes, the Einzbern Family and everything around it had once been the whole world.
Thus, arriving in a new place left her inexplicably fearful. Otherwise, with a child's nature, how could she think of finding her father before thinking of playing?
Fu Yuan shrugged. He did not have a habit of checking maps in advance. Even if they stared holes through him, he would not know what fun places there were.
"What? You're saying Illya came along too?" Kiritsugu Emiya had just received this shocking news. Then, as though he had thought of something, he asked, "How did Ahad react?"
"I don't know." Maiya Hisau answered seriously, "Do you need me to investigate?"
Kiritsugu Emiya sat stunned in his chair for several seconds before finally coming back to himself. "No need."
Saber, well done!
I, Fu Yuan, Am Orderly, Not Lawful
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