Illya curled up alone on the bed, pulling the blanket over her head.
Her thoughts were in complete turmoil.
She could not think it through, could not make sense of it.
Was the person in the mirror—truly her mother, Irisviel?
If the one in the mirror really was Mother...
Then who was the person who had always spoken to her in her dreams?
Clutching her head with both hands, Illya squeezed her eyes shut, as though closing them would let her escape everything.
"Mother."
"Emiya Kiritsugu."
She kept murmuring those two names.
What kind of person was Mother?
What kind of person was Emiya Kiritsugu?
Her own memories could deceive her, so—what about other people's memories?
Could other people's memories deceive them too?
That was Anno, the Saber who had fought alongside Emiya Kiritsugu in the previous Holy Grail War. Even the mother in her dreams acknowledged that much. There was no doubt about it.
Could the memories of someone like him truly deceive him?
After thinking for who knew how long, Illya gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, trying her best to let her consciousness sink.
If she could not figure it out herself—then she would ask.
She would ask the mother from her dreams what exactly was going on!
"Our biggest problem is that we don't know the nature of that thing."
Adelson rested one arm on the sofa's armrest, his expression grave.
"Our current guess is that it is contamination brought back into the Grail by the illegally summoned eighth Servant after it returned to the Grail during the Third Holy Grail War, but its exact nature is unknown."
"Whether the eighth Servant's soul itself simply remained in the Greater Grail, or whether some trait of that eighth Servant—or something else—was left behind in the Greater