Chapter 105

"To be honest," Lan Ze said again, his gaze now more serious. Although it lacked the majesty of a king, it sent a chill down Irisviel's spine.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded slightly.

That old man is quite shrewd... Lan Ze asked, "What did he ask you to do?"

Irisviel hesitated for a moment. "I will try my best to meet all your requests and serve you well..."

Don't you know how tempting those words really are...? Lan Ze looked at Irisviel's face. From his angle, looking down slightly, he could see the woman's almost perfect figure. Her pure white dress couldn't completely cover her high breasts, and with a slight compression, a glimpse of her fair skin was revealed, possessing a charm that made it impossible to look away.

"Any service?" Lan Ze repeated.

Irisviel blushed, lowered her head, and softly hummed in agreement.

"Then treat me with a more normal attitude," Lan Ze said seriously.

"Huh?" Seemingly not expecting Lan Ze's answer, Irisviel couldn't help but raise her head, blink her eyes, and stare blankly at the boy in front of her.

"What do you mean, 'huh'? You are my Master summoned me, wouldn't it be better if we treated each other as equals?" Lan Ze said.

"Or do you prefer a more subservient attitude to one of equality?"

Irisviel's gaze softened as she looked at Lan Ze, and she said, "Then from now on, I'll treat you with a more normal attitude."

Lan Ze nodded in satisfaction.

It wasn't that he didn't want to do something; after all, judging from Irisviel's attitude just now, she wouldn't have any objections even if he did something to her.

But honestly, Lan Ze felt that this was a bit too bizarre.

LSPs also have principles; they shouldn't force others to do things they don't want to do.

Rather than forcibly taking the other person's body, it's better to proceed gradually.

"Isn't this the eve of the Holy Grail War?" Lan Ze said. "Give me a brief overview of what you know."

Irisviel nodded slightly, and then gave a general overview of the intelligence that the Einzbern Family had gathered.

Lan Ze listened and nodded slightly.

It seemed to be pretty much as he had imagined: the Three Founding Families of Fuyuki, plus four Master whose identities were still unknown, formed the basis of this Holy Grail War.

So, it turns out that Tokiomi's side really does have Golden Gil...?

As for the Matou Family... if nothing has changed, then it's Lancelot in Mad Enhancement.

However, the world that Lan Ze is currently experiencing is somewhat different from what he remembers. Perhaps this time, the Servant summoned by each Master will also be different from what he remembers.

I still need to be careful... Lan Ze thought to himself.

Irisviel looked at the boy who was resting his chin on his hand, seemingly deep in thought. She knelt down behind Lan Ze and gently massaged his shoulders.

A wave of tingling sensation in his shoulder made Lan Ze let out a satisfied sigh. He couldn't help but turn back to look at the woman a few more times, and said, "Irisviel, you should have heard what I just said, right? You don't need to be so respectful to me."

At home, he usually had the lowest status, but now he was being treated like a god... It even felt like the other party was going to dedicate him to the god under Yubis's arrangement, which made Lan Ze feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hmm... this time I just wanted to do something for you." Irisviel smiled gently.

She felt there was nothing she could do for Lan Ze now, so she hoped she could at least offer him some help in this area.

"In that case, please do as you wish." Lan Ze smiled and did not stop Irisviel any further.

"By the way, how is my story recorded in history?" Lan Ze asked casually as he enjoyed Irisviel's shoulder massage.

Clearly, the history of this world is likely different from the history he knows, a fact that was already confirmed when he drew the Holy Lance.

He was also very curious about how history in this world recorded his story.

Irisviel smiled gently and said, "History records you as a king who embodied both wisdom and talent."

Lan Ze was taken aback. "So you only have wisdom and talent, but no beauty?"

Irisviel paused for a moment, then couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst out laughing. Her shoulders trembled as she tried to suppress her laughter.

Lan Ze glanced at the woman behind him. Irisviel was wearing a pure white dress, her shoulders slightly exposed. She gave off a gentle and mature vibe, but at this moment she was smiling like a little girl, innocent and carefree.

Noticing Lan Ze's gaze, Irisviel barely managed to suppress the smile in her heart. She coughed lightly and said, "Hmm... although history doesn't record your beauty in such a way, in my opinion, you are indeed a very humorous and handsome person."

"To be honest, it's true." Lan Ze nodded slightly.

He found it hard not to agree with Irisviel's words; she wasn't flattering him, but simply stating a fact.

"Anyway, you should get some rest tonight. Tomorrow night I'll first check on the situation of each Master, and then we'll devise a strategy," Lan Ze said.

Irisviel instinctively looked up at Lan Ze, "And you...?"

Lan Ze smiled and said, "I am Servant. As long as I have a supply of magic power, it doesn't matter if I don't sleep."

"But..." Irisviel hesitated, "If he comes in and sees this, he might think I rejected you..."

"Huh..." Lan Ze was stunned. "Is this also Yubis's idea?"

Irisviel nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Actually, I don't mind either. If it's King Arthur... I trust your character."

"Besides, even if something really happened, it doesn't matter..." Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, but Lan Ze was Heroic Spirit with excellent hearing. He understood Irisviel's words almost instantly, and his heart raced uncontrollably.

Judging from this, it seems that old man Yubis has completely handed Irisviel over to him, literally completely.

Lan Ze never dreamed that he would be bribed one day, and that the gift from the briber would be from a single person.

Although he considers himself a respectable person, it's absolutely impossible for him not to be tempted by Irisviel's words.

Besides, Mother of All and Aika probably haven't come home yet, and as for Ereshkigal... she probably wouldn't be staring at the screen 24/7, right?

Thinking of this, and glancing once more at Irisviel's gentle expression, Lan Ze finally threw off the covers and crawled into bed.

Irisviel's cheeks flushed slightly before she slowly crawled into bed.

After the lights were turned off, the bedroom fell into a brief silence.

Lan Ze inhaled the faint fragrance that filled the room and stared at the dark ceiling.

Only then did he finally begin to feel a sense of reality regarding the Heroic Spirit.

Even late at night, he would not feel tired or hungry. After all, everything Heroic Spirit is supplied by magical energy. As long as his Master has magical energy to supply him, he will not feel tired.

He glanced at Irisviel slightly, and even in the dim light, he could still vaguely see the faint blush on Irisviel cheeks.

"Are you still very nervous?" Lan Ze suddenly asked.

"Because it's the first time I've slept with someone else..." Irisviel answered softly, her voice tinged with shyness.

"In that case, there's no need to force yourself," Lan Ze said. "I'll talk to Yubis about it later."

"Just say I'm not interested in women," he continued.

Irisviel quickly said, "King Arthur, there's no need to specifically discuss such matters with him. Besides, I don't mind what you do..."

"Stop talking, if you keep going I'm afraid I really won't be able to control myself... If Mother sees this I'm doomed." Lan Ze muttered.

"It's okay if you don't need to control it..."

As Irisviel finished speaking, she suddenly let out a small whimper. Her face flushed, she secretly glanced at the hand that had already slipped into her collar, then at the boy's face, and then gently bit her lip, offering no resistance.

Lan Ze only kneaded for a while before quietly withdrawing his hand. He wasn't exactly an upright and honest person either. The other party had repeatedly said things that sounded like temptations, and if he didn't do something, it would seem like he was doing a disservice to Irisviel's beauty.

That's right, I didn't want to do that just now; it was just out of respect for Irisviel's appearance!

However, it should still be done in moderation; after all, everything should be done step by step.

While Lan Ze was still enjoying the eve of the Holy Grail War, somewhere else, at this very moment, was also experiencing the Holy Grail joy.

In the still of the night, in a Japanese-style house, the moonlight quietly hides behind the clouds, and a girl in a kimono stands silently behind the Servant has just summoned.

This Servant's attire looks very casual. Although she is a girl, she gives off a 'cool' vibe. She is sitting with her legs crossed, taking a bite of an apple, and laughing heartily while watching the TV in the living room. She doesn't seem to have any sense of the impending Holy Grail War at all; instead, she seems to be visiting a friend's house.

"Aren't you being a little too relaxed, Saber..." The girl in the kimono calmly looked at the Servant sitting on the sofa, paused, and continued, "Or should I call you Mordred?"

"You can call me whatever you like, Saber or Mordred, it's up to you," she paused, "Just don't call me Little Mordred."

"Why...?" The girl in the kimono tilted her head slightly, somewhat puzzled.

Her eyes were exceptionally beautiful; when you gazed into them, it was as if you were gazing at a starry sky, inspiring awe and wonder.

Mordred, however, seemed unfazed. He merely glanced at the girl at the living room doorway and grinned, saying, "Only Father King can call me 'Little Mordred'."

As she spoke, a hint of reminiscence flickered in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it, making sure no one noticed.

Mordred yawned lazily, hands behind his head, and continued, "As for being too relaxed, that's only because the Holy Grail War hasn't started yet tonight... Once the Holy Grail War officially begins tomorrow, all enemies standing in my way—"

A greatsword silently materialized in her hand, and after planting it in the ground, Mordred's face broke into a smug smile.

"I will use this sword to kill them!"

Late at night, amidst the towering buildings of Fuyuki, Kirei, with his blond hair slicked back, sat by the window in a luxurious building, holding a wine glass and looking down at the dimly lit city through the glass curtain wall.

Without a doubt, Kirei is a rich second-generation, and a tall, handsome, and talented one at that. In reality, he would definitely be the most promising young generation.

There are even rumors that, given time, Kirei could even reach the pinnacle that Magecraft dream of – the Root.

Some people are the center of attention wherever they go, and Kirei is such a prodigy.

Just now, Kirei received a phone call, a call from the future... no, to be precise, from a Heroic Spirit from the future.

He wasn't sure if it was a trap set by the enemy Master, but the voice he heard forced him to head to the destination.

The reason was simple: the voice sounded very much like his stepsister, Leinys.

Rather, it would be more accurate to say that the other party directly and clearly told her that she was Leinys.

Moreover, she had something very important to tell him, something that concerned her life.

"I think I'll go anyway."

Kirei stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at his fiancée watching TV in the living room, then at the Heroic Spirit hiding in the corner, turned and left the living room. He took the elevator down the tall building and soon arrived at the agreed location.

The night Fuyuki was slightly chilly, and there wasn't a soul in sight. Kirei walked into the deserted alley, where a mercury crystal, shaped like an egg, stood quietly to the side.

"After arranging to meet me, you remained hidden in the shadows. Is this your sincerity?"

Kirei's clear voice rang out in the deserted alley. He kept his eyes straight ahead the whole time, but mercury had already begun to spread quietly in every corner around him. It was like flowing water, nourishing things silently. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even notice the Magecraft.

"Still refusing to show up?"

Kirei let out a sigh and clenched his fist.

"In that case, I'll have to ask you to come out myself!"

The giant egg-shaped mercury on the ground suddenly transformed into several tentacles that shot off in a certain direction. The moment Kirei stepped into the alley, he had already sensed the guy hiding in a corner of the alley.

He wasn't sure if the other person was the one who had asked him to come out, but seeing someone hiding alone in an alley in the dead of night didn't seem like a normal person.

Just then, a crisp, melodious cracking sound suddenly came from the corner.

The mercury tentacles reaching into a corner of the alley were suddenly severed by something!

"It seems kind of interesting."

Kirei gave an amused smile. He merely raised his hand slightly, and almost instantly, more mercury tentacles surged from the ground, rushing towards the corner!

Without a doubt, Kirei was the strongest Master in a normal Holy Grail War. However, at only twenty-five years old, he became one of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower, and his personality was far too arrogant. Under normal circumstances, there would be no Master stronger than him.

But this is the Holy Grail War.

The Holy Grail War where victory is the only goal, and any means necessary...

Having strong skills and a vast amount of Magecraft knowledge is far from enough; often, tactics are the key to victory.

After all, the enemy won't engage in any fair fight with you.

With another pleasant cracking sound, Kirei finally took things a little more seriously.

He took a step forward, his expression becoming much more serious, and the shattered mercury began to reform beneath his feet.

He decided to regroup and catch all the "rats" hiding in the corner of this alley in one fell swoop.

On the ground, the mercury seemed to shimmer softly in the moonlight, and then in an instant, it merged together to form a giant egg.