Chapter 110

Irisviel nodded silently, and the sound of footsteps reached her ears clearly.

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Ze suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly to look behind him.

"What's wrong, Saber?" Irisviel asked in a low voice.

Lan Ze glanced around, then gently shook his head. "It's nothing... it's probably just my imagination."

He had a feeling that he was being watched, but it had disappeared by now... He was probably just being too sensitive.

The two continued walking towards Einsbern Castle. After walking with Lan Ze for a while, Irisviel suddenly asked:

"Speaking of which, every Heroic Spirit who receives a summons has a wish, right? What is your wish?"

"My wish..." Lan Ze raised his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "I wish I could return to my original state."

Irisviel tilted her head in confusion, a strand of silver hair falling onto her snow-white neck. She repeated, "What do you mean by 'restored to the original state'...?"

"Hmm... this matter is complicated, let's talk about it after we obtain the Holy Grail."

"And you? What are your wishes?" Lan Ze asked.

"I..." Irisviel gently shook her head, "I have no desire for the Holy Grail itself, it's only for the Einzbern Family ..."

"I see." Lan Ze seemed thoughtful, then smiled and said:

"In any case, I will help you obtain the Holy Grail, so don't worry."

"So, after you obtain the Holy Grail, will you leave?" Irisviel suddenly asked.

Lan Ze was slightly taken aback.

To be honest, he hadn't considered that question yet, because the answer was obvious: if he won the Holy Grail, he would definitely have to go back.

When Irisviel saw Lan Ze nod slightly, a hint of melancholy crept into her eyes.

She didn't have many friends, let alone male friends, and this Servant was very interesting to talk to and had a good personality, so if possible, she hoped to spend more time with him.

However, this is unrealistic. After all, after the Holy Grail War, the Heroic Spirit should return to their own places.

Lan Ze was certain that any man would be moved when he saw a woman showing such a pitiful side, and he was no exception.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he was about to speak when two option boxes popped up in front of him.

[Quest 1: Hold Irisviel's hand, comfort her, and tell her that you will take her away from here. Reward: Spirit Core Expansion 5%]

[Task 2: Ignore Irisviel and pretend you didn't see anything. Reward: None]

The system girl really knows how to read the atmosphere, turning my thoughts into actions... Lan Ze chose mission 1 without even thinking.

"If you want me to stay, I can stay a few more days... or when I leave, I can take you with me?"

"Huh?" Irisviel's eyes widened slightly, and the naive woman showed a hint of surprise.

"That's impossible, isn't it?"

"It's a bit complicated to explain, but I can assure you, if you're willing, I'll take you with me then," Lan Ze said softly, gazing at Irisviel 'Irisviel surprised expression.

Then he put his hands in Irisviel's pockets.

He grasped her slightly cool, soft little hand, which was hidden in her pocket.

Seeing Irisviel's bewildered look, Lan Ze explained, "It's a bit cold, can I borrow your pocket for a moment?"

Irisviel tilted her head. "Do Heroic Spirit... also feel cold?"

"Do you think so?" Lan Ze asked.

"I don't know, but since Saber said so, perhaps there's some special reason," Irisviel replied with a gentle smile.

Because of what Lan Ze had said earlier... the woman's trust in Lan Ze had now almost reached its maximum.

She didn't know if Lan Ze's words were true or false, but at least, Irisviel had definitely been moved.

That's just how it is sometimes. Women think in a completely different way than men, and in certain situations, even if they know a man is lying, they can still be moved.

However, what Lan Ze said was indeed true. With the system's capabilities, taking someone away shouldn't be a problem. After all, the mission was issued in this way, so there was definitely a possibility of completion.

If there was some restraint between Irisviel and her Heroic Spirit before leaving the castle, that restraint has now largely disappeared. This woman is no longer as obsequious and subservient to Lan Ze as she was at the beginning. To outsiders, they might easily mistake them for a close brother and sister or a couple.

"Your Majesty, could you tell me about what happened in Britain?" On the way back, Irisviel asked with the curiosity of a young girl with a strong thirst for knowledge.

"Britain ..." Lan Ze repeated, his tone suddenly becoming low.

Then, Irisviel saw that Lan Ze's pace had slowed considerably, and he looked up at the night sky with a worried expression in his eyes.

Although this meant that Mother of All and Aika probably hadn't arrived home yet, Lan Ze suddenly felt a little worried if Ereshkigal told them about it...

In fact, any intimate behavior he engages in with Irisviel now carries a high risk.

Shouldn't I be a little more reserved and keep a certain distance from Irisviel...?

Just as he was thinking this, Lan Ze suddenly felt the woman's grip on his hand tighten a bit. She said softly, "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. I'm really sorry about earlier; I probably reminded you of some very unpleasant memories."

Lan Ze snapped out of his reverie, feeling a ripple stir in his usually calm mind. He said softly, "Although it's something that's not convenient to talk about, if you really want to know, I won't deliberately hide it from you."

I'll tell you slowly when we get back tonight.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will be sharing a room tonight, since they are currently in Servant - Master relationship.

Irisviel hummed in agreement, her eyes filled with anticipation, like a little girl, her expression brimming with joy.

The task didn't indicate completion, meaning it required Irisviel's approval...? Thinking this, Lan Ze gently grasped Irisviel's soft hand and suddenly asked:

"After the Holy Grail War ends, will you come with me, Irisviel?"

The warmth emanating from the back of her hand was slightly comforting, as if it warmed her very heart. Irisviel's cheeks flushed with a girlish blush, and a warm current seemed to melt within her.

She simply hummed in response, her head bowed, letting Lan Ze hold her hands as she walked down the street, seemingly forgetting that until recently, she had been incredibly respectful to King Arthur.

[Task Completed]

A window suddenly popped up in front of Lan Ze's eyes. He sensed the changes in his body and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

It's important to understand that in a normal Holy Grail War, the highest level of strength is only Flash Class. If his Spirit Origin can continue to expand during this Holy Grail War, even just a little bit more, his strength will be slightly stronger than that of Heroic Spirit of the Breakthrough rank.

This tiny bit of meat can sometimes be the key to victory.

He pulled himself together and said, "Let's go back. It's too cold; don't catch a cold."

Irisviel's cheeks flushed slightly. Having never been in contact with any men before, she felt a sweet sensation welling up inside her as she was treated so gently. She only wished that the distance back to the castle could be a little longer... that she could walk a little further.

"Did you see that?"

In the room at this very moment, Ishtar, who had switched body control with Ereshkigal, was pointing at the image on the screen and asked a question with a blank expression.

"Aaa."

Tiamat, who had just rushed home, nodded expressionlessly. Her mood had gone from sunny to cloudy in less than half an hour.

She was all excitedly preparing to go home and hug her baby, but... that child... went off to some Holy Grail War again?

Although I know he intends to use the Holy Grail to purify the Holy Lance's corruption of his body, why would he need to be so intimate with a woman, even if it's just for fun?

"And that girl who seemed to be linked to the Root was also very pretty... I wonder if that guy will also take a liking to my Divine Messenger," Ishtar said angrily.

"Aaaa..." Tiamat puffed out her cheeks in grievance, looking at Lan Ze in the image while gently pinching Lan Ze's cheek as he slept.

Noticing that the Princess of the Root beside her had remained silent for a long time, Tiamat tilted her head slightly and then looked at the girl behind her.

"Aaa?" she asked.

Ishtar also noticed the unusual activity on Sajyou Manaka's side, and couldn't help but turn her head slightly to look. She found that the Princess of the Root was staring at the screen silently, her eyes reflecting the light of the screen.

"Don't worry about the girl who's connected to the Root," she suddenly whispered.

"Aaa?"

"Why? That girl named Ryougi Shiki, I think she's quite pretty, and she seemed to have shown interest in the Divine Messenger just now..." Ishtar asked, puzzled.

Sajyou Manaka simply gazed at the woman in the image and said softly, "She could never have any romantic feelings for Lan Ze, so don't worry."

The girl's words were resolute, as if she were stating something utterly ordinary.

"Why?" Ishtar couldn't help but ask.

"When you enter the Root, you gain the power you desire, but in return, you lose something."

"For example...feelings," Sajyou Manaka said softly.

"Therefore, Ryougi Shiki will never develop feelings for anyone. In the end, she may seem so mature, but inside her, she's just a little girl."

In the past, she was like Ryougi Shiki now, all-knowing Omniscience and Omnipotence, like a deity.

But so what?

They imitate human emotions, thinking they can fit in, but it's all just wishful thinking.

How could someone like that possibly have any romantic feelings for anyone?

Late at night, Ryougi Shiki lay on her bed and slowly opened her eyes.

The floor is a clean and tidy tatami mat, and the hazy moonlight shines in from all around. This is a Japanese-style room, and the mattress faces the window, so you can see the hazy moonlight outside as soon as you sit up.

The Japanese-style room was simply furnished with a mattress, two cabinets, and nothing else noteworthy.

Ryougi Shiki wore a loose white nightgown, her skin was snow-white and smooth, and one could vaguely see two rather large breasts under the kimono.

Not far from her, Mordred stood quietly in the corner. She was Servant, so it wouldn't be a problem for her not to rest.

So, she'll be watching over her Master tonight so he can get a good night's sleep.

Mordred, however, was unaware that Ryougi Shiki could also function without rest.

She hadn't gone to bed to sleep after Lan Ze and the others left.

I'm just thinking... thinking about tonight's experience.

"The affection between father and daughter?" Ryougi Shiki murmured to herself.

To maintain her image as a good girl in front of her father, the Rebellious Knight would go to great lengths to do certain things, while King Arthur, to protect his daughter's feelings, would turn a blind eye to her shortcomings in various situations, allowing her to maintain the image of a "good girl."

Is this what family love is?

Furthermore, it seems that King Arthur was secretly observing him on several occasions.

Why is that?

Was he secretly observing her simply to confirm her identity?

But there's no reason why she's been secretly watching him so many times... Ryougi Shiki is filled with confusion and doubt.

"Master, aren't you resting yet?" Mordred suddenly said, pulling Ryougi Shiki back from her thoughts.

She tilted her head slightly, glanced at Mordred, then sat up from the headboard and suddenly said, "Do you really like your Father King?"

"Of course, that's my Father King." Mordred said matter-of-factly.

"Is it the affection between a father and daughter?"

"Of course... What have you been up to tonight, Master? Why are you suddenly asking me this kind of question?!" Mordred shouted, seemingly exasperated.

Ryougi Shiki tilted her head slightly and smiled faintly, "You seem to be in a hurry?"

Her tone was very calm, but her voice gave off a strong sense of sarcasm, as if she were saying, "She's getting anxious, she's getting anxious."

"That's because you said some weird things," Mordred said angrily.

"I'm sorry." Ryougi Shiki said, then looked at the girl who had left the room and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Grab a beer. We bought a lot of snacks today, they can go well with the beer—"

"Didn't you promise your father you wouldn't drink?" Ryougi Shiki tilted her head.

Mordred's steps froze, then she sighed, scratched her head, and sat back down on the cool tatami mat, somewhat dejected.

"You actually listen to him, huh?" Ryougi Shiki said with a smile.

"He's my Father King, after all." Mordred shrugged.

Ryougi Shiki was silent for a moment. "Could you tell me about your time in Britain?"

"Things from before in Britain?"