Chapter 114
It wasn't just my inner pervert at work; I was more moved by her gentleness.
Whether the android needed rest or not, Lan Ze wasn't sure, but he still reached out to Irisviel and said, "At least sit up. Don't you think the floor is too cold?"
When Irisviel looked up and saw those dark eyes, a shy, faint smile quickly appeared on her face. She reached out and shook hands with Lan Ze, using his strength to stand up from the ground.
Upon touching her cool and soft hands, Lan Ze immediately frowned. "Your hands are so cold, and you still say you're not afraid of the cold?"
"Let's go back tonight and come back tomorrow morning to continue our research," Lan Ze said.
Irisviel gently shook her head. "We'll find it soon, no need to wait until tomorrow."
She paused, then said softly, "Besides... aren't we going out tomorrow?"
Lan Ze looked surprised. "Going out?"
"Didn't we agree to go shopping together tomorrow?" Irisviel said, glancing at Lan Ze's bewildered expression. "If Arthur doesn't remember, then never mind."
After saying that, he ignored Lan Ze and silently lowered his head to look at the book.
Although the usually gentle and charming Irisviel is very attractive, a slightly moody Irisviel is also quite adorable... Lan Ze gently tapped the table and smiled, "I'll talk to Yubis tomorrow and then take you out."
Irisviel put down her book, looked up, and said softly, "Has Arthur forgotten about this?"
"How could I forget? I was just joking," Lan Ze said.
Irisviel remained silent, only glancing at Lan Ze with a wistful look before lowering her eyes and whispering, "What a wicked fellow."
They continued searching through the materials in the library, and as it neared midnight, Irisviel suddenly stood up excitedly, "Found it, Arthur, look at this!"
She turned to a page in the thick stack of books she was holding and placed it in front of Lan Ze.
Lan Ze's gaze lingered on the text above for a moment, Irisviel explained, "The Jewel Sword, according to records, is the Mystic Code of one of only five True Magic in the world, the Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, Kishua Zelretch Schweinorg. He once used this Mystic Code to defeat a powerful enemy."
"That Mystic Code seems to possess the power to observe parallel worlds... Of course, this is all history fabricated by Magecraft in later generations, and no one knows whether it is accurate or not."
"I think it's probably not a fabricated history," Lan Ze said softly.
He still remembered the mural in the cave and the woman sealed inside.
Could it be that the enemy the Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg defeated was that woman?
Neither Aika nor Kishinami Hakuno spoke of the woman in the cave, which only further proves that the woman frozen in the cave was likely the enemy who fought against Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, one of the Five Great Magics.
"Tsk, if only I had known to learn more about Type-Moon history back then, I wouldn't have needed to look up any information... "Lan Ze sighed inwardly.
"So, Arthur, has it been of any help to you?" Irisviel asked tentatively.
Her voice was soft, and her eyes showed concern. Lan Ze forced himself to pull himself together, gazed at the woman's delicate face, and then nodded gently. "Thank you, you've been a great help."
As he spoke, he gently placed his hand over Irisviel's hand, the woman's delicate, boneless hand and its slightly cool touch spreading quietly in his palm.
Okay... it seems there are quite a few benefits to doing research.
At least we now know that Irisviel's personality is really adorable, isn't it?
"There might be something else I need your help with," Lan Ze continued.
"What is it?" Irisviel asked instinctively.
"It's a bit cold tonight, so I might need your help to warm the bed or something..." Lan Ze said sincerely.
Irisviel gave a helpless yet shy smile, "The Servant shouldn't feel cold, Arthur..."
While she felt shy, a joy that she couldn't shake off welled up inside her.
"Let's go." Lan Ze took Irisviel's little hand and left the library.
He roughly understood the power of the Jewel Sword, but the manufacturing principle was too complex. He would study it slowly later. In any case, he wasn't in a hurry to forge the Jewel Sword.
Let's get some good sleep first... Although Servant don't need to rest, if I'm sleeping while holding Irisviel, then I can still get some rest.
Lying in bed, Irisviel was clearly less nervous than yesterday. She looked at the tall boy beside her and then pursed her sexy lips slightly.
For some reason, my usually calm state of mind seemed to be rippled with waves.
Even now, Irisviel still finds it quite incredible that this seemingly young boy could be the King of Britain, and that he doesn't seem to have any royal airs at all.
Although he seemed quite upright based on his behavior these past two days, he still made unwanted physical advances towards her when they slept together at night...
She was starting to lose her sense of whether the child was a pervert or an honest person.
But there was no physical contact tonight...
Thinking of this, Irisviel's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked softly, "Are you nervous, Arthur?"
Yes, she could clearly sense that Lan Ze seemed a little nervous under her gaze; she could tell from his eyes.
She was the one who was nervous yesterday, but tonight the roles were suddenly reversed, which made Irisviel's mood somewhat complicated.
"I feel a little uncomfortable with you staring at me like that," Lan Ze said, somewhat helplessly.
Yesterday, Irisviel was mostly passive and kept her head down, which is why Lan Ze dared to act recklessly. However, tonight, this woman kept staring at him while she was thinking, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Irisviel was visibly taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle, "So, Arthur, you're this easily embarrassed?"
"It's not shyness, it's just that I'm not used to being stared at for a long time," Lan Ze had to correct Irisviel's statement.
"That must be called shyness, right?"
Irisviel stared into Lan Ze's eyes, watching the boy who was clearly on the verge of losing control and even considering turning into a spirit to run away, and said softly, "Are you going to run away, Arthur?"
"After thinking about it carefully, it's not really appropriate for Servant to sleep with their Master, so it's better for me to stay by your side and watch over you." As Lan Ze spoke, his body quietly transformed into a spirit.
Irisviel was slightly taken aback, and a strange urge to tease her welled up inside her. She opened her mouth slightly and whispered something.
Almost instantly, Lan Ze felt his heart skip a beat. His previously illusory body slowly regained its physical form, and he fell from mid-air onto the bed.
Lan Ze stared incredulously at the woman's exquisite profile. "You used Command Spells?!"
You're not even a member of the Tohsaka Family, is it really okay to waste Command Spells like this?
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to test if the Command Spells were effective," Irisviel said softly with a faint smile.
"You don't seem as obedient as I thought, Irisviel," Lan Ze sighed.
Gazing into the boy's eyes, Irisviel pursed her bright red lips and whispered, "Perhaps."
The room fell silent for a moment, and then Irisviel slowly reached out and covered Lan Ze's eyes.
Then, a woman wearing a thin white slip dress straddled Lan Ze, one of her thin straps slipping down to reveal her fair and alluring shoulders.
Irisviel slowly leaned down and whispered, "Just consider tonight a dream, Arthur."
As she spoke, a sweet breath escaped from her soft lips, and without any hesitation, she slowly pressed her lips to Lan Ze's.
Lan Ze, who had just been wondering what this woman was planning to do, was momentarily stunned. At the same time, the three people who were spying on the screen were also momentarily stunned.
"Master kissing his Servant?!" Ereshkigal's eyes widened slowly as she murmured incredulously.
Previously, she had never imagined that Master could develop feelings for their Servant, let alone use Command Spells.
No... Not only her, but I'm afraid neither Aika nor her mother had thought of that either.
Looking back now, they actually overlooked something very important.
--Irisviel is a homunculus.
A woman who has never left the castle, like a blank sheet of paper, is easily stained with other colors, even developed feelings... Besides, Lan Ze said some heart-pounding sweet nothings to Irisviel tonight.
Looking at Sajyou Manaka's frozen smile and Tiamat's petrified expression, Ereshkigal suddenly thought of something even more terrifying.
If I remember correctly, Irisviel still has two Command Spells... Having so casually wasted one of them tonight... Will she really use Command Spells properly from now on?
The Matou Family.
Matou Zouken held the little girl's hand and walked slowly, step by step, through the courtyard in the dead of night.
The pale white lights flickered on quietly, Matou Sakura kept glancing around nervously. Even a little girl could sense the danger in such a slightly eerie environment.
"Sakura, don't be afraid, Grandpa is doing this for your own good... Don't worry, everything will be alright." Matou Zouken smiled kindly and gently, just like an ordinary old man, and gently stroked Matou Sakura's head.
But his aged face held an inescapable sinister air that sent chills down one's spine.
"But what's inside..." Matou Sakura looked fearfully at the door that was now almost within reach.
Even she could feel the chill emanating from that door.
"Those are all good stuff, you'll see when you come with me."
As they spoke, the old man led Matou Sakura step by step to the basement door, and then pushed it open.
The basement was gloomy and eerie, but the moment the door was pushed open, a bone-chilling cold rushed out, Matou Sakura's small body to tremble involuntarily.
She heard the sound of insects wriggling...
That wasn't an illusion, because Matou Sakura could vaguely see insects slowly crawling up from the basement in the pale light.
"Grandpa, what is this?!"
Matou Sakura instinctively took a step back, her eyes widening in fear, but this only made Matou Zouken's smile grow even wider.
"Don't be afraid, this is Crest Worms. It can help you truly inherit the Magecraft of our Matou Family," Matou Zouken said with a smile. "This Insect Magecraft will be your compulsory course from now on."
"You can spend the next two weeks learning a bit in this insect warehouse."
"No, I don't want to!" Matou Sakura broke free from Matou Zouken's hand in fear and tried to run away, but almost in that instant, Matou Zouken slowly turned his head, his eyes appearing so cold.
"Sakura, you'd better think this through. If you refuse Grandpa, the consequences will be even worse, you know?"
Whether it was Matou Zouken's words that had an effect or something else, Matou Sakura slowly stopped and stopped running forward.
"Sakura is indeed a well-behaved child." Matou Zouken smiled gently again.
"If I refuse..."
But then, Matou Sakura suddenly spoke again. She had just looked terrified, but now she had calmed down. She turned her head, and her beautiful eyes looked particularly alluring in the dim light.
"What will happen to him, Grandpa?"
Matou Zouken paused for a moment, then slowly walked over, gently stroking Matou Sakura's head, and said softly, "You don't understand Grandpa's good intentions now, but believe me, you will soon."
Almost as soon as the words were spoken, countless insects crawled out of the ground. They flapped their wings in mid-air, so densely packed that just hearing about them gave one goosebumps and a sense of dread.
"Go ahead, don't make me do it myself." Matou Zouken uttered these despairing words in a gentle voice.
In such an insect-filled chamber, let alone staying for ten days or half a month, even staying for a single day would be an immense torment.
"Using these insects to alter the properties of Magecraft? What disgusting Magecraft," Matou Sakura murmured.
Matou Zouken narrowed his eyes slightly and increased the pressure on Matou Sakura's hand. But almost instantly, Matou Sakura brushed his hand away. At the same time, the Crest Worms on the ground that were about to take Matou Sakura into the Insect Chamber retreated in an instant.
Matou Zouken paused slightly, then his heart pounded. He stared at the little girl in disbelief, a hint of surprise in his cold voice:
"You... you're not Sakura... who are you?!"
He was certain that this girl was not Matou Sakura... at least the girl standing in front of him now was not entirely Matou Sakura, but someone else!
"I am Sakura,"
Matou Sakura raised her face and whispered in a sweet, childlike yet alluring voice:
"Also, from today onwards, I am the master of the Matou Family, do you understand?"
For some reason, despite being just a little girl, she exuded an exceptionally alluring aura. After a brief hesitation, Matou Zouken raised his eyes and spoke in a sinister tone, "So that's it. Is it a deity possessing Sakura's body?"
Matou Zouken had already snapped out of his initial shock. Although the other party seemed to be some kind of extremely powerful being, how much strength could they possibly possess while inhabiting the body of a little girl?
If he wanted to run, Matou Zouken didn't think that "Matou Sakura" could stop him.
Yes... if he transforms into a flying insect and escapes, even this god wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Matou Sakura didn't speak, but simply crossed her arms and quietly observed the old man.
"I sensed the presence of Servant in Fuyuki just now. If I'm not mistaken, the Holy Grail War must be taking place here, right?" the girl, who looked no bigger than a loli, asked softly.
"Is this asking about someone's attitude, Sakura?" Matou Zouken said sinisterly, glancing at the little girl in front of him.
However, the moment he looked up, his vision seemed to be instantly taken away by Matou Sakura. He felt his mind slowly becoming muddled, until finally, Matou Zouken slowly knelt on the ground.
"Answer my question, is the Holy Grail War taking place here?" Matou Sakura looked down at the old man and asked again.