The Handling of the Holy Grail

Before long, Illya regained the ability to move. Though her newly created body was still weak, she nevertheless stood up with Sella's support and thanked Iori.

Iori waved a hand, signaling for everyone to leave first. Having lost his Master, Heracles was somewhat restless and agitated. If Illya did not leave soon, he might not be able to restrain his emotions.

After leaving the workshop, Illya renewed her contract with Heracles, calming his emotions and quieting him down.

The body Iori had adjusted not only possessed magical circuits no less capable than her previous ones, but was even more adaptable.

The flow of magical energy no longer placed an immense burden on her body as it had before. Instead, it had become incomparably smooth.

For the current Illya, maintaining Heracles's manifestation no longer put much strain on her.

Everyone returned to the living room, where Iori explained his plans for the Holy Grail.

"The All the World's Evils within Fuyuki City's Holy Grail is a problem that has been flagged by Alaya. As long as you intend to make a wish, you will never obtain victory."

"And if you do achieve victory, congratulations—your timeline is one destined for destruction. Alaya has already stopped bothering with that world, which is why you can win."

Iori calmly laid out this unspoken rule.

Tohsaka Rin slammed the table hard, finding it difficult to accept. "Are you kidding me?"

But seeing that Iori did not look as though he was joking, she immediately deflated. "Damn it. So the wish my family's ancestors left behind was this kind of thing? What exactly have we been working so hard for all these years?!"

Seeing Tohsaka Rin's dejection, Iori comforted her. "It's fine. Your family's long-cherished wish of reaching the Root was never permitted by Alaya in