Broly's Cloth Is Still Cloth!

Whether they gave him one or not, the Holy Church would look like it was calling biased fouls. Even if that was the truth, some things could be done but not said.

But if they did give him one, Saber had been injured on the left hand by Lancer's Cursed Spear, yet she had still wiped out Caster, who had made a grand show of bringing a pile of Familiars to cause trouble.

The street that had been purged was three kilometers long. Giving another Command Spell to a Saber with such terrifying strength would be a blatant act of aiding the enemy. It was truly a difficult decision.

"Better give it to him."

Tokiomi Tohsaka's voice was audibly weary. Last night, he had spent the entire night cleaning up the mess caused by Caster and Saber's battle. He had not slept at all.

"But if we do that, Saber's advantage will become far too great."

"There are still six Master-Servant pairs remaining. The greater Saber's advantage, the more likely they are to become everyone's top-priority target. If we can make all the remaining Masters hostile toward Saber, then giving up one Command Spell is nothing."

This was the conclusion Tokiomi Tohsaka had reached after careful consideration. In the mysterious ritual that was the Holy Grail War, this small-scale battle royale, the more powerful a pair revealed itself to be, the more everyone would regard them as opponents to eliminate first.

"However, when you grant the Command Spell, make sure to tell the other Masters that the Saber pair has gained one more Command Spell than everyone else."

"I see. As expected of the Tohsaka Family Head—you truly see things clearly. Then we shall proceed as you suggest."

After praising him, Kirei Kotomine went to grant Emiya Kiritsugu a Command Spell. At the same time, he summoned the other Masters' Familiars, publicly announced that Caster had been eliminated by Saber, and declared that the Holy Grail War had resumed.

"Hmph, trying to steer me into targeting Saber? I'll target you, you fucking bastard. Damn Tokiomi Tohsaka, I'll keep my eyes on you."

Those were Berserker's Master Kariya Matou's true thoughts upon receiving the news. Through Zouken Matou's channels, he knew that the Holy Church officials and the Tohsaka Family were in cahoots this time. He had no intention of targeting Saber. He only wanted to target Tokiomi Tohsaka.

"A king must engage in an upright, fair contest!"

That was Rider, King of Conquerors Iskandar's view, unchanged from the previous night. His Master, Waver Velvet, was rather timid and simply could not change his own Servant's mind.

"Miss Sola, please don't do this..."

As for Lancer's Diarmuid, his own lord, his Master, was now lying uselessly in bed, while his lord's Fiancée was trying to seduce him. It seemed that the Holy Grail War had been forgotten by this woman entirely. All she wanted was to lose herself in his masculine charms, unable to pull free.

A perfectly good strategy had been shown off to a bunch of abnormal people. It was useless—completely useless. The only one it might have worked on was Emiya Kiritsugu.

The Mage Killer and Tokiomi Tohsaka were thinking along the same lines, seriously strategizing against thin air. At his own base, he made preparations to hold his ground and defend against other Masters joining forces to attack him. He had even considered borrowing the power of that terrifying Boy from the neighboring Fujimura Family.

In the end, no one came at all. Since school had been canceled today, Broly did not go to class either. While Fujimura Taiga still had to attend school, he ran over to the neighboring house to see whether he could raise the Happiness Value of the two new Wives he had met last night.

As a result, he successfully mooched lunch at the Emiya Family home. During the meal, Emiya Kiritsugu coaxed plenty of information out of the innocent Broly—things like him being a Saiyan from Vampa. If the Boy's strength had not been so astonishing, and if he had not cleared out an entire street the previous night, Kiritsugu would truly have thought he had been deceived.

Of course, Emiya Kiritsugu eventually figured out why Broly had come to visit. This Little One had actually come looking for Wives, and one of the Wives he was looking for was Kiritsugu's own Wife. The Mage Killer found that rather hard to process.

In response, Mrs. Irisviel giggled. "I never thought I was so charming that this child would take a liking to me."

"However, Little Broly, I can't be your Wife."

That was what she told Broly.

"Why? Didn't you shake hands with me?"

Broly asked in confusion while shoveling food into his mouth.

"That's because I already have a Husband."

Irisviel explained.

"What's a Husband?"

Broly asked curiously.

"You don't know what a Husband is, yet you're looking for Wives?"

That was quite something to complain about, and Hisau Maiya really did complain out loud.

"A Husband is the male role corresponding to the female role of Wife after two people become a married couple..."

Irisviel patiently explained it to Broly.

"Can't you have two Husbands?"

Broly understood, but then asked another question.

"Unfortunately, the country I live in practices Monogamy, and Emiya Kiritsugu is my Husband."

Irisviel held the man's arm as she introduced him to the Boy.

Broly looked thoughtful, then his face became conflicted, as though he had fallen into deep distress.

"What's wrong? Did you eat too much?"

Seeing this, Irisviel asked with concern.

"No, I'm not full yet."

"Then why do you look like that?"

"I'm just thinking about whether I should kill your Husband."

Broly spoke frankly. The moment those words came out, everyone at the table was startled.

"Why?"

Sweat appeared on Emiya Kiritsugu's forehead as he carefully asked the question.

"Because only by killing you can I make your Wife my Wife."

Broly gave his answer seriously. Everyone was left speechless, because there was nothing wrong with that logic.

"But you seem to be hesitating."

Emiya Kiritsugu asked again.

"Because you gave me food."

That was the reason for Broly's conflict.

Everyone fell silent. This child had a serious problem.

"Broly, why are you so determined to find Wives?"

Artoria broke the silence and asked. A child of the Boy's age did not seem like someone who could be obsessed with women, and his reactions did not suggest that lust was the reason either.

"Find Wives, make Wives happy. After I return to Vampa, I'll have food to eat. The more Wives I find and the happier they are, the more Food I can exchange for."

Broly was still telling the truth, though the people around him found it rather baffling. Still, they now understood the real reason the Boy was looking for Wives.

"If that's the case, I have a suggestion."

Emiya Kiritsugu suddenly said.

"What suggestion?"

Broly asked curiously.

"You can't have my Wife, but my daughter Illya is only three years older than you."

"Kiritsugu?"

Hearing that, Irisviel looked surprised and turned to her Husband. Emiya Kiritsugu nodded at her, and through that exchange of glances, Irisviel quickly understood what her Husband was thinking.

"If you are willing, Irisviel and I are willing to entrust our daughter to you."

His Wife Irisviel was the Lesser Holy Grail of this Fourth Holy Grail War. The moment the Holy Grail descended, her mission would be complete—which meant death.

And he himself could not guarantee that he would survive this Holy Grail War and become the final person to obtain the Holy Grail.

If both he and Irisviel died, who would take care of their daughter Illya? The Einzbern Family?

Indeed, the Einzbern Family might take care of their daughter, if Illya still had value to them. But now, another option had appeared before them.

They did not know much about the Boy before them, but there was no questioning his formidable strength. They had witnessed it with their own eyes the previous night.

Over the course of a meal, the child's innocence had also been laid bare. The Boy's simple desire to find Wives gave Emiya Kiritsugu some ideas.

Rather than trust the Einzbern Family to properly care for their daughter Illya, it would be better to entrust Illya here and now to this monster-like Boy.

Nothing else needed to be said. As long as he was willing to stand behind their daughter, that alone would be a success. With a Fiancé whose strength was no weaker than a Servant's, their daughter would possess immense value.

Even if the two of them truly died in this Holy Grail War, the Einzbern Family certainly would not easily abandon their daughter.

Emiya Kiritsugu was also making arrangements for his orphaned child, preparing for the possibility that he might die in this Holy Grail War.

He had not made any arrangements before because he had lacked both the opportunity and the connections.

But now, he had encountered Broly, a Boy with monstrous strength.

Only after understanding what Broly wanted did he develop the thought of entrusting his daughter to him.

"What do you think?"

A match made by parental decree and matchmaker's word.

Searching for new Capture Target: Illyasviel von Einzbern. Current Happiness Value: 0.

Notice: Her parents are willing to entrust her to you. Would you like to invite Illyasviel von Einzbern to become a Crystal Palace Official Member now? (Current Crystal Palace Official Members: 0/5)

Broly was a little stunned. But as he looked at Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel, a piece of information suddenly Appeared in his mind, and he unconsciously recited, "Bu has drifted through life, never meeting a worthy master..."

The moment he agreed, in Einzbern Castle far away in Germany, Illya, who was wondering when her parents would return, suddenly saw a message Appeared before her.

Your father, Emiya Kiritsugu, and your mother, Irisviel, are entrusting you to Broly. Broly has accepted and invited you to become one of the Crystal Palace Official Members. Illyasviel von Einzbern, would you like to join the Crystal Palace? Confirm or Reject.

"Eh?!"

Illya did not really understand what Crystal Palace meant, but seeing that it was a decision made by her parents, she only hesitated briefly. Missing them as she was, she reached out and tapped Confirm before her, but her finger passed straight through the words.

However, the Crystal Palace had already received her confirmation. Its notification continued to change.

You have become one of the Crystal Palace Official Members. Current Crystal Palace Official Members: 1/5. Once 5 Official Members have been reached, the Crystal Palace Module will upgrade.

Illya blinked and saw a chibi portrait of a Black-Haired Boy appear before her. Beside it was the name Broglie written in German, and beneath that was a Happiness Value entry displaying 3→0.

Back on Broly's side, a similar chibi portrait of a Little Girl with white hair and red eyes appeared before him. Beside it was the name Illyasviel von Einzbern written in Chinese, with a Happiness Value entry below it displaying 2→0.

There was also a Happiness Points display in the upper-right corner. At last, his Happiness Points were no longer zero. He now had 200 points.

That was the Happiness Points converted from Illya's increased Happiness Value after hearing news of her parents and confirming that she had become a Crystal Palace Official Member.

Now, as her Happiness Value continued to rise, his Happiness Points also continued to increase. They were not increasing a hundred points at a time, but point by point. In just this short while, they had increased by another two points.

Beside Illya's portrait was a status indicating that Happiness Points were being continuously generated, along with the phrase, "Please maintain Wife's happiness," followed by a reminder that if a Wife became unhappy, Happiness Points would stop being generated.

"Please tell me, what must I do to keep your daughter happy?"

Broly was rather shaken. When he opened the Exchange Shop with his mind and saw the Food he had eaten before, his desire to make the Wife he had not even met happy instantly surged to its peak.

"Ah?!"

Irisviel was a little stunned, and Emiya Kiritsugu was equally caught off guard. They had only verbally entrusted their daughter to him, yet the Boy's eyes were already shining, and he looked brimming with motivation to make their daughter happy.

But the problem was, their daughter was only eight years old. What counted as happiness for her?

Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel exchanged glances. They had an answer in their hearts, but they could not say it aloud.

Because one look at the Boy made it clear that he would truly take action for their daughter's happiness.

If they said that their daughter's current happiness was wanting them to remain by her side, Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel highly suspected that the Boy before them might tie them up and throw them back to their daughter.

"Happiness is not something easily defined. Everyone has a different understanding of it. Our daughter Illya is still young, and we cannot presume to decide what happiness means to her. You will have to wait until you truly get to know her, then understand it for yourself."

"Uh, all right."

Broly calmed down from his excited state.

"What about you? Do you want to become my Wife?"

Broly asked Artoria, who was beside him and still eating.

"My life belongs to Britain. I seek only to save the nation that once was, not petty matters of romance."

Artoria decisively shook her head and refused. She was Britain's monarch. She would never become someone else's Wife.

Especially not the Wife of a Boy who only wanted food, and one of several Wives at that.

Broly was somewhat disappointed. This person had as many as seven points of Happiness Value.