I Can't Think of a Chapter Title! / Chapter 92: A Plan? Isn't That Just Meant to Be Torn Up?
But after exchanging greetings, before Wang Xiaoming and the others had taken more than a few steps, they heard...
Thump--
The sound of someone falling to the ground came from behind me.
There's no Photoshop.
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Chapter 91. What an unexpected chapter title!
The feeling of weakness and helplessness, as if floating on clouds, gradually faded away over time.
Her soul continued to sink, and as she fell from a great height, her hands and feet gradually became heavy.
Until--
Physical contact begins:
"Hmm..."
The silver-haired beauty lying on the bed slowly opened her closed eyelids, propped herself up, and looked around at the relatively unfamiliar environment.
Simple yet stylish room decor, and...
Irisviel was slightly taken aback when she saw the two pairs of blinking eyes beside the bed.
A boy and a girl were sitting on a chair, watching her. They were the two children that Caster's Master had brought with her when Irisviel met them at the amusement park.
In other words, here--
It's in Caster's base.
"Sakura, this lady has woken up. I'll go tell the teacher. Could you stay here and watch over her?"
The boy's voice, one of the two children, interrupted Irisviel's thoughts.
The other girl looked up at the boy after hearing his question, then nodded silently.
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon!"
After getting the girl's opinion, the boy jumped off the chair and hurriedly ran out of the room.
Moonlight streamed through the window frame into the now silent room, bathing Irisviel and the girl in its glow.
"Your name is Sakura, right?"
Irisviel looked at the girl she had met briefly at the amusement park and asked her kindly. Firstly, to break the silence between them; secondly...
Perhaps it was because they were of similar age, but in Sakura, Irisviel vaguely saw the figure of that child...
The child in Einzbern Castle, eagerly awaiting his parents' triumphant return.
"Um..."
Sakura uttered a simple syllable.
Where is that boy from earlier?
Seeing that Sakura had answered her question, Irisviel's smile became even gentler.
"Shirou..."
In Iris's presence, Sakura seemed to have lost her previous restraint. Perhaps she sensed a familiar yet unfamiliar aura emanating from Irisviel.
That gentle, irresistible aura that makes you want to get close.
"That..."
Irisviel, who was about to ask more questions, suddenly heard footsteps approaching from outside the door. Then the door was opened again.
Shirou walked in first, followed by two other figures.
"How are you feeling, Irisviel?"
One of them went to the bedside and asked Irisviel, his tone full of concern.
"Yes, everything is alright now, Saber."
Looking at the swordsman who cared about her, Irisviel gently shook her head and then turned her gaze to another figure who had followed her into the room.
"Thank you for taking me in, Caster."
Looking at Caster, whose beautiful face was revealed after the hood was removed, Irisviel smiled and thanked her.
"Need not--"
Faced with Irisviel's smile, even Medea couldn't muster the composure she would have when facing an enemy, and her tone softened slightly:
"Take a look at your body first."
"Huh--"
Upon hearing Medea's words, he began to examine his own body, casually uttering a questioning interjection.
"What's wrong?"
Saber asked nervously.
Irisviel cast a grateful glance at Saber and comforted her:
"Don't worry, Saber, it's not a bad thing."
Then Irisviel extended her slender hand and slowly but firmly clenched it into a fist.
Really!
Irisviel was pleasantly surprised to find that her physical condition was exceptionally good.
As an artificial human created by the Einzbern, a construct entirely different from humans, Irisviel possessed an exceptionally clear understanding of her own physical structure.
Now, she discovers that her human functions, which had been shut down due to absorbing the souls of defeated Servant, have been reopened.
But to Irisviel's surprise, the most important thing in her body— the Holy Grail— was still functioning.
"No need to doubt."
Medea's voice reached Irisviel's ears, interrupting her thoughts.
Don't overthink it...
Under the watchful eyes of Saber and Irisviel, Medea's expression remained completely unchanged.
"I just couldn't tolerate the existence of flawed products in my eyes, so I just made some adjustments. At least as long as you remain conscious, your body won't break down."
The way he spoke made it sound like he was casually handling a small matter.
"Thank you so much!"
Not angered by being called a "defective product," Irisviel rose from the bed and bowed deeply to Medea.
Although she was already aware of her situation, Irisviel still longed for this world. She wanted to see it again, to spend more time with her husband, and to witness Kiritsugu lift the Holy Grail...
Now, because of Medea's intervention, he is very likely to witness all of this.
This made Irisviel feel very happy.
"How about it?"
Seeing Medea return to the living room, Wang Xiaoming asked her about Irisviel's condition. As one of the most important figures in the Holy Grail War, Irisviel's coma had terrified many people.
"He's out of danger."
Medea then recounted to Wang Xiaoming the events that had occurred in the room earlier.
"Have you cured her illness?"
After listening to Medea's words, Wang Xiaoming suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.
"Yes, does that mean I did something wrong?"
Medea keenly sensed something was off about Wang Xiaoming's tone.
"No, it can't be called a mistake, but..."
Wang Xiaoming hesitated, a complex look flashing in his eyes.
Neither Emiya Kiritsugu, Irisviel, Medea, nor any of the participants in the Holy Grail War could have imagined --
The Holy Grail Holy Grail they desired was not what they imagined.
The five hundred years of the Makiri family and the thousand years of the Einzbern have only built a deception, a deception that does not even grant peace to the dead.
"Never mind... this matter doesn't have a significant impact on the plan. I'll discuss it with you in detail when I have more time."
Shaking his head to clear his mind of these chaotic thoughts, Wang Xiaoming suddenly remembered something:
"By the way, where's Emiya Kiritsugu?"
If we're discussing an alliance between the two sides, it seems we're missing a key figure...
"I locked him out."
Medea had absolutely no liking for Emiya Kiritsugu, closed the entrance to the base again before he even entered after returning to it, causing the aloof man to suffer a considerable loss.
Just thinking about that cold-faced man standing in the freezing wind...
Suppressing the inexplicable urge to laugh, Wang Xiaoming said to Medea;
"Let's let him in, after all, we still have things to discuss."
Shortly after Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, a travel-worn figure appeared in the living room.
One more chapter to come
PS1: By the way, I'd like to recommend a book.
My Azur Lane seems a little different.
Introduction: My life has been a superposition of salvaging ships and being salvaged by ships; I call this [Yi Mu's Ship].
--Commander Yi Mu of Azur Lane
Chapter 92: Plans? Aren't they meant to be torn up?
"So, it was Wang-san who rescued you?"
Sitting on the bed in the room, Irisviel listened with great interest as Shirou recounted the story of how he met Wang Xiaoming.
"Yes!"
Shirou nodded excitedly and then began to describe the tense situation at the time.
Children often unconsciously romanticize their heroes, Shirou is no exception. What was originally just Wang Xiaoming's spontaneous act was described by Shirou as a fierce battle between aliens and Predators.
Moreover, children often speak incoherently, but this did not affect the mood of the two listeners.
Whether it was Irisviel listening with great interest or Sakura with curiosity in her eyes, they both completely ignored the various inconsistencies in Shirou's description.
And so, a joyful atmosphere gradually filled the small room.
However, unlike the harmonious atmosphere here, the atmosphere in the operations conference room at the outpost was eerily strange.
What are you doing?
Looking at the huge pile of scrolls in front of him, even someone like Emiya Kiritsugu, who had already given up on emotions, couldn't help but twitch his lips.
"Geis."
Wang Xiaoming acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world. His demeanor made Saber and Caster, who were witnessing the event, quite amused.
"We're discussing our next steps here, can you be a little more serious?"