Your Prisma Illya Boss Is Crashing the Fifth Holy Grail War

However... when he saw Black A, Red A, and Kiritsugu, Shizuka was still a little worried.

Shizuka: Does becoming Servant mean I have to have dark skin and white hair? If so, wouldn't that be ugly?

Although the personalities of Shizuka and Emiya Shirou are not very different.

But in the end, the Shizuka was still a girl.

Gray hair is one thing, but dark skin... I just don't think it suits her.

Given the bizarre scene in the kitchen, the living room wasn't much better.

"Um... what does it feel like to become Servant?"

In a corner of the living room, Kiritsugu had already pulled his Servant self aside and started talking.

Looking at himself, who seemed like a completely different race, Kiritsugu was extremely curious about what it was like to be Servant.

"There's nothing much to say, it's just killing every day." The Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu said calmly, his usually placid face showing a hint of doubt as he looked at his middle-aged self.

He was quite curious about what kind of seductive place could have turned him into this state.

"Uh, it's actually not bad, anyway, it's just about working and earning money to support the family every day."

"And what about your sense of Justice?" asked the Heroic Spirit Emiya.

"Of course I haven't given up. It's just that I feel my Justice was too extreme before. If I can't even protect the people who are important to me, I'm not qualified to save all of humanity."

"Of course, I don't think I need to say much about this. Looking at your eyes, you probably already know the answer yourself, right?"

Kiritsugu looked into his own eyes, which were filled with vicissitudes and pain, and then sighed.

He felt that if he hadn't met Mo Wang ten years ago, his fate probably wouldn't have been much better than his current state as Heroic Spirit.

Thinking of this, Kiritsugu's gaze involuntarily fell upon Irisviel, who was looking at him with a loving expression, and Illya, who was sitting in Iris's lap.

To be honest, even now, when he saw this scene that he had only ever dreamed of, he still felt a little teary-eyed.

"Snort..."

Upon hearing the words of his middle-aged self, the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu did not refute them, but merely let out a cold snort with a hint of dissatisfaction.

And at this moment, also watching Illya, who was nestled in Iris's arms like a little child, was our Chloe.

"As expected, all of them are pretty much the same, no matter which Illya they are."

After muttering something, Chloe suddenly looked somewhat forlorn and said...

However, as soon as Chloe Hei showed a dejected expression, she felt a large hand place on her head and begin to rub it.

"Who are you? Why are you touching my head?!"

Chloe was taken aback at first, then suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Wang, who was rubbing his head to the side.

It looks like a puffed-out wildcat.

"It's nothing, I just saw you, such a little loli, sighing and groaning, and I wanted to give you a little shake."

Facing the breathing Chloe, Mo Wang didn't hesitate for a second.

"Uh, a perverted loli fetishist?"

Chloe looked at Mo Wang with a wary expression.

"Hehe, I actually prefer to be called a gentleman."

"Doesn't that still mean perverted?"

Chloe took two steps back, seemingly wanting to get away from Mo Wang.

"Well, think what you want."

"But Chloe, there's something I'd really like to ask you."

"Logically, shouldn't you be on your way to find Illya Miyu right now? Why are you in this Holy Grail War?"

The smile vanished from Mo Wang's face the next moment.

As he gazed at Chloe, Chloe felt his heart begin to race.

Chapter 466: Your Magical Girl Illya boss is intruding into Fifth Holy Grail War.

PS: And so, Illya stayed at the Emiya Family until the evening of the second day.

If it weren't for her concern for her two maids Leysritt and Sella, who would be worried about her absence for so long, she might not have wanted to return to the Einzbern castle at all.

"Is Illya happy to see her parents?"

As Chloe walked behind, watching Illya jumping and skipping around, a somewhat helpless expression appeared on his face.

"As expected, Illya is still like a child no matter how old she is."

Illya puffed out her cheeks and waved her little fists in dissatisfaction, raining blows on Chloe's arm. "Illya isn't a child!"

"Yes, yes, I'm not a child," Chloe easily parried the powerless attack, his smile growing even more blatant. "It's just that my behavior is similar, right?"

"Hmph!" Illya turned her head away, but couldn't help but smile.

The setting sun cast long shadows of them, and she skipped and hopped across them, her voice brimming with excitement. "I'm going to tell Sella and Leysritt everything that happened today! They'll never believe it! Daddy's back, and Mommy... Mommy's been watching me the whole time!" she chattered, imagining the surprised expressions the maids might have when they heard the news, her heart pounding with joy.

This joyful mood lasted until the familiar outline of Einzbern Castle appeared deep in the forest.

However, the closer one gets, the more intense the eerie silence becomes.

The castle's massive iron gates were tightly shut. Usually at this time, warm, bright light would have already streamed through the windows, and one could occasionally see Sella bustling about or traces of Leysritt sweeping the courtyard. But now, the entire castle resembled a colossal beast lurking in the twilight, lifeless and devoid of any light or human voice.

"Huh? That's strange..." Illya stopped in front of the door, tilting her head, her face full of confusion. "It's already dark, why aren't the lights on? What are Leysritt and Sella doing? Did they go out?"

She instinctively reached out, wanting to push open the heavy door.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the cold iron door, two figures appeared silently in front of her like ghosts, shielding her behind them.

He was the one who had been silently following behind, keeping watch on Black A and the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu.

Both men were tense, like cheetahs that had sensed danger. Black A's sharp crimson eyes scanned the surroundings in the dim light, as if they could pierce through any obstacle. Kiritsugu, on the other hand, immediately drew his dagger and gun.

"W-What happened?!"

At this moment, both Illya and Chloe showed expressions of panic when faced with the sudden wariness of Black A and the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu.

Brother B, in particular, let out a terrifying low growl.

"Step back, Illya." Kiritsugu's voice was low and urgent, brooking no argument.

Black A's nose twitched slightly, and his tone was terrifyingly low.

"Don't sniff... the smell in the wind is blood." He paused, then added, "Very fresh."

Illya's smile froze instantly, her pupils contracting sharply with sudden fear. Almost instinctively, she followed the terrifying meaning in Black A's words and looked around in panic.

Her breath caught in her throat as her gaze swept over the familiar shadows of the bushes beside the castle gate.

There, in the dim light, she saw—a figure twisted and lying on the ground. The familiar black and white Maid Outfit was soaked extensively with some dark, viscous liquid, gleaming ominously in the remaining sunset. It was Sella and Leysritt!

"Leysritt! Sella!"

Illya let out a short scream, her mind went blank, and her body moved before she could think. Like a bullet, she sprinted towards the corner, her small figure bursting with astonishing speed.

"Wait! Illya!" Chloe tried to grab her, but his fingertips only brushed against the hem of her clothes.

Illya staggered and collapsed beside the two maids, a chilling fear gripping her heart. Sella lay face down, her long golden hair stained with blood and clinging to her pale cheeks. Leysritt lay on her back, her eyes closed, her clothes torn at the chest, a horrible wound running across it, still oozing blood slightly.

"Sella! Leysritt! What's wrong with you? Wake up! Wake up!" Illya's voice was trembling with sobs, her small hands shaking as she desperately tried to touch them, yet was afraid of aggravating their injuries.

Just then, Sella's body twitched very slightly. With her last remaining strength, she struggled to lift her heavy head, bit by bit. Her eyes were unfocused and blurred, but in the instant she recognized Illya, a last shred of clarity and anxiety gathered within them.

Her lips moved, her voice so faint it was almost inaudible, yet it carried a heart-wrenching urgency.

"Illya... Miss... quick... run..."

Before she could finish speaking, the last bit of strength that had been supporting her seemed to have completely run out. Her head slumped down, she lost consciousness, and collapsed into a pool of blood.

"Sella! No!!" Tears welled up in Illya's eyes, overwhelmed by immense grief and fear.

"They're not dead yet."

Black A coldly addressed Illya, his pupils quickly scanning the wounds of the two maids before slowly saying, "They're badly injured, but still breathing. Now is not the time to cry."

His gaze snapped upward, shooting like a sword into the dense darkness deep within the castle. Almost simultaneously, the ever-restless Berserker unleashed an even more ferocious and terrifying growl, a roar filled with pure warning and rage in the face of a powerful foe and a deadly threat.

The enormous body moved suddenly, like an insurmountable mountain, firmly blocking Illya, Chloe, and the maids lying on the ground. His muscles bulged, and he gripped the huge stone sword tightly, facing the open, dark door, assuming a posture of full-force confrontation.

The cloying, bloody smell in the air seemed even stronger.

But deep within this stench of blood, there seemed to be a different, chilling... murderous intent mixed in.

The Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu moved silently, forming a pincer movement with Black A, his weapon steadily pointed at the darkness, and he whispered, "Something's about to emerge!"

Following a series of footsteps, a burst of applause rang out from the darkness.

"Who is that?"

Chloe stared intently at the person who emerged from the darkness.

"This is really great! I didn't expect such a pleasant surprise on this trip."

"Even old friends have come out early?"

Accompanied by a carefree voice, everyone saw a strange middle-aged man with disheveled hair, wearing casual clothes and flip-flops, walking out unhurriedly.

Behind him, two young girls followed him out.

One of them had golden twin ponytails, and the armor she wore radiated a dazzling gold; it was instantly recognizable as almost identical to Golden Gilgamesh's armor.

The other person had bright red hair, and one of their arms was so thick it was almost frightening.

"It's you!"

The moment Black A saw that man, Projection the pseudo- Caladbolg without hesitation and shot it towards the man opposite him.

However, the opponent showed no panic whatsoever. The blonde twin-tailed girl behind him opened the Gate of Babylon and unleashed several Noble Phantasm, precisely blocking the pseudo- Caladbolg shot out by Black A.

"Wow, that's quite a direct approach from the start? What a warm welcome!"

"Huh? What, what's going on? This guy..."

Illya looked at the man who had appeared before her with a look of panic. In her perception, this man was incredibly dangerous.

"Chloe! Take Illya and the others away! Quickly!"

Black A's roar was like a thunderclap, instantly waking Illya and Chloe from their shock at the sudden turn of events. Before he finished speaking, the Projection Gan Jiang and Mo Ye were already in his hands, and he shot forward like an arrow, charging towards the man named Darius Enzworth alongside the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu had rushed out almost simultaneously and the Berserker who had let out a deafening roar.

The battle erupted in an instant!

Berserker's massive stone sword crashed down with terrifying force that tore through the air, while the Heroic Spirit Kiritsugu fired several shots simultaneously.

Black A went even further, brandishing his twin blades and attempting to decapitate his opponent.

The three attacked fiercely and coordinated perfectly, clearly intending to overwhelm or even kill their opponents with overwhelming force, creating an opportunity for retreat.

"Illya, let's go!" Chloe reacted quickly, grabbing Illya's arm while she was still in a daze, and reaching out with his other hand to pull up the heavily injured Sella.

"But Leysritt and Sella ..." Illya struggled, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at the maid lying on the ground.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!" Chloe was extremely anxious. She could feel the terrifying pressure coming from the battle ahead. It was an enemy that could not be easily shaken off.

However, despite the combined attack of the three powerful Servant, Darius Enzworth's playful smile remained unchanged. He didn't even move, merely raising a finger slightly.

"You're too hasty, everyone. It's a rare reunion; why rush into fighting? Besides..."

Behind him, the red-haired girl suddenly took a step forward, her unusually thick arm bulging with muscles, and surprisingly, she struck first, throwing a punch! The air was compressed to an extreme degree, producing an explosive sound, and the pure power storm forcefully shook Berserker's stone sword, causing its trajectory to deviate.

At the same time, golden ripples reappeared densely behind the blonde twin-tailed girl, and countless Noble Phantasm shot out, accurately intercepting and knocking away all the Origin Bullet fired by Kiritsugu, and forcing Black A back.

"... How can the host leave before all the guests have arrived?"

Darius smiled and slowly opened his arms. An indescribable, immense power, far exceeding ordinary magic, began to gather, and the moisture in the air instantly condensed into ice crystals. A bone-chilling cold suddenly erupted from him!

"Reveal it— the 301-Second Eternal Ice Palace!"

Click--!

It wasn't as if a giant ice pillar had crashed down, but rather as if the entire world had been instantly Displacement! An indescribably massive and complex Magecraft array made of extreme ice flashed through the air, and the next moment, a hemispherical barrier made entirely of crystal-clear yet indestructible millennia-old ice suddenly descended, completely enveloping a large area centered on the castle gate!

The icy barrier closed rapidly, isolating the inside from the outside. The temperature inside the barrier plummeted to an extremely low point; breath turned to ice, and the ground was instantly covered with a thick layer of white frost. Chloe, pulling Illya along, had only taken a few steps when they crashed hard into the suddenly rising ice wall and were violently bounced back.

"Ugh!" Chloe clutched his aching shoulder, staring in shock at the transparent yet incredibly thick ice barrier before him. "This is... a barrier?!"