Illya, Tragic! Tragic! Tragic!

Archer's crimson eyes gradually filled with proud fury as she stared at the giant below. "Are you asking me? A mongrel is asking me, the King?"

Watching Archer manage to anger herself, Fu Yuan could not help but sigh inwardly. Idiots like this were truly rare.

The atmosphere in the field had completely frozen. Along with Archer's rage, one golden ripple after another appeared in the sky, with Noble Phantasms emerging from them one after another.

The King of Conquerors wanted to curse now. Why aren't you following the script? His expression gradually turned serious as well. This formation was not to be underestimated.

Seeing this scene, Waver trembled uncontrollably. The King of Conquerors said nothing when he saw it, merely pulling his little Master farther behind him.

However, another change occurred in the field. A chaotic and violent surge of mana appeared, accompanied by a pitch-black figure with bloodshot eyes like a murderous demon.

The newly appeared Heroic Spirit looked around before finally locking onto Archer, who stood atop a streetlamp. After letting out several roars, he charged straight at her.

From somewhere dark—or rather, from the sewers—came a voice filled with resentment.

"Tokiomi Tohsaka, Tokiomi Tohsaka, Tokiomi Tohsaka..."

"Trash. I will destroy everything you have, starting with your Heroic Spirit!"

"Mongrel, who gave you the nerve to attack me, the King?!"

The lowborn had lowborn, filthy eyes. To the noble, being looked upon with such eyes was an unbearable humiliation. To Archer, Berserker's charge against the King was an unforgivable capital offense atop his existing insolence.

Several Noble Phantasms shot forth from the golden ripples behind her. Blades, spears, staves—every single one was an independent Noble Phantasm. Even Fu Yuan, who had seen plenty of grand scenes, felt a little tempted. After all, this was only a small portion of them!

The King of Conquerors watched the situation in the field with great seriousness. After all, if that black figure had not appeared, he would have been the one facing this attack.

Faced with such an attack, the black figure did not dodge. Instead, he charged directly toward the Noble Phantasms, caught the incoming spear in one hand, and then knocked away every Noble Phantasm that followed.

"How is that possible?!" Waver, still trembling at the side, suddenly cried out. A Noble Phantasm was a Heroic Spirit's most important possession. How could someone else use one so casually, let alone wield it so skillfully?

The King of Conquerors narrowed his eyes as well. Although his little Master was somewhat useless, this truly was shocking. Still, he did not lose his composure. The world was vast and full of wonders; one or two strange abilities were not impossible to understand.

The King of Conquerors suddenly looked toward Saber, wanting to see her reaction.

King of Conquerors: ??? Where was she?

At this moment, Fu Yuan and Irisviel had already walked onto another street and were preparing to head home. As for them fighting, what did that have to do with him?

As for the detailed battle process, Kiritsugu would record it. Things the human eye could not see were utterly helpless before advanced technology.

At the same time, Fu Yuan returned to his height of 1.58 meters, while inwardly feeling like cursing.

Hahahahaha! This is killing me! Su Mei within the Stigma was laughing so hard she was nearly out of breath. Even she had not expected that his weakness of being afraid of thunder would resurface.

Not long afterward, the battle over there ended. Naturally, everyone went home and found their own mothers.

Then another boom exploded in the sky, and Fu Yuan, who was running, transformed again in utter despair.

"Um, A Yuan, you..." Irisviel looked at Fu Yuan, whose expression seemed off, and was about to ask whether there was anything she could help with.

"I'm afraid of thunder! I'm afraid of thunder, okay?!" Fu Yuan instantly interrupted Irisviel, then shouted in self-abandonment, as though being louder could ease his embarrassment a little.

Seeing A Yuan's expression, Irisviel wanted to tease him, but she still remembered those words.

A Yuan is actually afraid of thunder? Somehow, that doesn't feel out of place at all!

"Big Brother is afraid of thunder?" Illya curiously watched Fu Yuan, whose face had already reddened. A thought inexplicably popped into her head. This Big Brother is such a loser. Illya isn't even afraid of thunder.

Fu Yuan hated this useless Spirit Core to death. He had been mocked by Senior Sister plenty of times over his fear of thunder in the past. He had finally overcome it, only for this to happen again.

At the same time, his determination to obtain the Holy Grail grew a little stronger.

Sigh, life was hard. Fu Yuan sighed!

? Fu Yuan suddenly focused and thought carefully. He remembered that in the original story, they drove back to the castle! No way? No way! No way...

"Um, Irisviel, are we going to have to walk back like this from now on?"

Irisviel, who had just been all smiles, suddenly fell silent. She looked utterly dazed, then cried out in deep grief.

"My beloved car!"

Another strange thought popped into Little Illya's mind. Mom is such a loser too! Looks like I'll have to rely on myself in the future after all.

Illya, Misery! Misery! Misery!

In the Divine Land, the Tai Xu Immortal heard that Demon Beasts were causing havoc in the Far East. He specially brought eight disciples to eliminate the demons while tempering his disciples.

With a clear Sword Light, the last Demon Beast before Su Mei fell. She looked around and confirmed that the area she was responsible for no longer had any Demon Beasts causing trouble. After shaking the blood from her sword, she prepared to find her fellow disciples and regroup.

As more and more people arrived to regroup, Su Mei grew somewhat anxious. Junior Disciple Brother had not arrived yet. Too slow!

This was not normal. Though he was only twelve, Junior Disciple Brother had already fully comprehended the four Essences: Heart Essence, Form Essence, Intent Essence, and Soul Essence. In theory, he was already much stronger than Third, Fourth, Old Six, and Seventh.

"Master, I want to go check on Junior Disciple Brother." Su Mei suddenly spoke to Fu Hua, who stood before them.

"This is his trial." Fu Hua merely replied indifferently.

A trial! What's going on? Could the Demon Beasts assigned to him be different?

"Senior Sister, the area I was responsible for connects to Junior Disciple Brother's. It seemed like there was thunder over there." Taking advantage of Master's inattention, Su Yi, who had always been close to Su Mei, tugged on Su Mei's sleeve and whispered. (It seemed that aside from Eldest Sister Chao Yu, the other girls all got along well with Su Mei!)

Su Mei's expression suddenly turned ugly. Junior Disciple Brother's fear of thunder was no secret at Floating Cloud Temple, but only Su Mei probably knew how severe it truly was.

As for Master, in her view, this sort of issue would pass after enough tempering.

"Master, this disciple suddenly remembered that I still have matters to attend to. I wish to leave first." Su Mei bowed again.

"Xiao Yuan has entered the Tai Xu Five Essences. Even a mere leakage of sword qi would be enough to deal with the Demon Beasts over there." Fu Hua still wore that calm expression, completely failing to notice the disbelieving looks in the eyes of the disciples behind her.

The Tai Xu Five Essences was currently a realm only Master had reached. Even Fifth Junior Sister, the most talented among them, still fell far short.

Su Mei's face darkened. Unlike the others, that was not what she cared about at all.

"But Junior Disciple Brother can't even leak sword qi!"

Fu Hua looked at her calmly and said nothing.

"Master, this disciple suddenly remembered that Wu Shuang Sect still has important matters unresolved. I wish to depart first." Su Mei's expression suddenly calmed, and she spoke again with great sincerity.

"You should have more faith in him."

"What are you saying, Master? This disciple truly has urgent matters to attend to."

"...Sigh, then go."

Su Mei casually cut down the Demon Beast that had been throwing its weight around because it could summon lightning. Looking at her Junior Disciple Brother, covered in blood, she suddenly felt a little distressed.

No, this was very wrong! Her own feelings... no, he was merely a twelve-year-old child.

But her state of mind was becoming more and more wrong. Whether it was defying Master earlier or disobeying Master's orders now, neither brought the slightest benefit to her plans.

Thinking this, Su Mei looked darkly at Junior Disciple Brother lying before her. After a long while, she still sighed and gathered him into her arms.

"Kiritsugu."

"Dad."

"Master, mission accomplished."

Maiya Hisau: What, don't I even deserve to be named?!

After running around outside all day, Kiritsugu came home to the greetings of three beautiful girls. Although two of those three had their beauty somewhat watered down, he still found it rather comforting.

"Mm, I'm back." Kiritsugu replied appropriately, then caught Little Illya as she rushed toward him and laughed as he lifted her high.

"Dad, Dad, Mom and Big Brother are both super lame!" After being lifted up, Little Illya began sharing the insights that proved she had already grown up.

Fu Yuan and Irisviel's gazes sharpened. What is Little Fellow (Illya) about to say?!

Seeing that something was off, Kiritsugu inwardly groaned. Don't say it! I don't want to hear it!

"Big Brother is actually afraid of thunder, and Mom even forgot to drive her own car. I walked here all by myself." Illya proudly puffed out her chest at this point, completely failing to notice the two death glares coming from beside her.

"Irisviel, Illya isn't that young anymore. I think we should consider sending her to school." Fu Yuan turned toward Irisviel and offered his suggestion with great sincerity.

"I think so too."

"Preschool education is essential. I don't know much about this, so Irisviel, you'll have to put more thought into it!"

"Mm! I think the education in Huaxia is quite good."

"Indeed! Oh, and extracurricular homework is important too. We can't leave that out!"

"Kiritsugu (Master), what do you think?"

The two of them settled Illya's schooling like a comedy duo, then very democratically asked Kiritsugu for his opinion. As for Illya, children had no voting rights.

I think it's a terrible idea, but I don't dare say so! The instant those two death glares turned toward him, Kiritsugu had already made his decision.

"I have no objections!"

Kiritsugu answered at incredible speed. Irisviel nodded in satisfaction, while Fu Yuan smiled at Illya, who still had no idea what awaited her.

It had to be said that after her own problem and Illya's problem were resolved, Irisviel became much more cheerful. She was more like an ordinary mother now.

Although Kiritsugu did not know what had happened, seeing Irisviel change like this still made him very happy. As for Little Illya, sigh! Dad had let you down!

"Kiritsugu, I still want to go out and take a look around these next few days." Irisviel suddenly wore an expression of longing as she spoke.

"Sure! Go out and see more. Let Saber accompany you, and I'll feel more at ease too." Seeing Irisviel like this, Kiritsugu suddenly felt a pang in his heart and naturally did not refuse.

Fu Yuan suddenly realized that Irisviel's acting was quite good. He gave her a deeply admiring look, and Irisviel returned one of her own. You're not bad yourself.

"Oh, Dad, Big Brother gave Mom a very pretty crystal and said something about how they would agree. What did that mean? Illya asked, but Mom wouldn't tell Illya." Illya suddenly recalled how her mother had cried before and voiced the doubt in her heart.

Dad loves Illya so much, he'll definitely tell me what it was.

Hearing this, Kiritsugu looked at Irisviel and Fu Yuan in confusion. Just as he was about to ask something, Little Illya suddenly added another detail.

"Oh, and Mom cried too. Later, she was crying and laughing at the same time."

"Kiritsugu, my problem has already been resolved. We really have to thank A Yuan."

Irisviel looked at Kiritsugu's confused expression and directly told him what had happened. This was something happy, so of course she had to tell Kiritsugu.

Besides, Kiritsugu had already agreed to the matter of going out to have fun. It was too late to regret it now.

"You said it was resolved! Really?!" Kiritsugu became extremely excited. He even tightened the arm holding Illya, prompting Illya to knock on his head in displeasure.

"Mm, it was the Aozaki Family. We've already signed a contract, and backing out won't benefit them either." Irisviel remained calm. Even though she had cried until midnight before, nobody knew, right?

Watching Irisviel, who seemed so calm, Fu Yuan found it a little strange. She had clearly cried until midnight before, yet now she was calm as if nothing had happened. Sigh, women! Impossible to understand, impossible to understand.

"Resolved. Good, very good..." After hearing the definite news, Kiritsugu seemed possessed as he kept repeating that it was good.

"Ahem, Master, I think if there's anything to discuss, we should go inside first." Fu Yuan truly did not want to interrupt this scene, but a group of people standing at the doorway was too strange.

"Ah! Right! Inside, inside!" Kiritsugu suddenly slapped his forehead, looking utterly excited.

Maiya Hisau silently watched from behind. She sincerely wished Kiritsugu and Irisviel well, so she was very happy that Madam's problem had been resolved.

Though she liked Kiritsugu too, Maiya would never say it aloud. It would only make Kiritsugu uncomfortable. She merely needed to quietly be a qualified tool.

"Maiya, what are you still standing there for? Come in with us." Irisviel noticed that Maiya had fallen behind and personally went over to pull her along.

Irisviel was quite open-minded about this. Although she felt somewhat uncomfortable inside, she still acknowledged it.

Only much later did Kiritsugu realize that he might have been set up. Then he casually shook his head.

As long as Irisviel is happy!

Watching Kiritsugu's harmonious harem, Fu Yuan felt rather puzzled. How did Master do it? I thought he was merely a master of time management, but he turned out to be a winner in life.

Does Junior Brother want that? Senior Sister can help you! Su Mei, who occasionally popped out to make her presence known, suddenly spoke in an exceedingly sincere tone.

No need. This is fine as it is. Fu Yuan paused upon hearing that, but still answered with a smile.

Mm! Junior Brother can decide for himself. After saying this, Su Mei put down the Unparalleled in her hand, carefully placed the little figurine she had just molded into the display case, and set aside the trash can that had somehow appeared by her feet.

Fu Yuan: ...

Looking at the cabinet filled with little figurines in his likeness, Fu Yuan felt somewhat helpless. For people whose hearts were completely connected, this sort of probing had no effect at all, yet Senior Sister never grew tired of it.

Women! Impossible to understand!