Irisviel / Reunion

"Is it already certain that it will succeed directly?" Leysritt asked in surprise, not expecting Mephistopheles to say it would succeed so easily just by looking at the Einzbern family's doll.

"I'm asking you, what is my goal right now?"

"Resurrect Irisviel."

"That's right. Although I do intend to continue studying True Magic, with this knowledge I have, I'll have plenty of time to delve into it later. There's no need to master it all now."

As Mephistopheles spoke, he carried the corpses of the puppets outside.

"Although my technique is not yet proficient, this lack of proficiency only applies to creating a human body directly from pure clay. However, if I combine my True Magic with these discarded dolls, I can skip the part I'm least skilled at and directly reconstruct Irisviel's body."

As Mephistopheles explained, he arrived at the spot where he had first sculpted the figures. He threw the corpses onto the ground, then placed the hands, feet, and other body parts into the True Magic circle. Next, he began filling the damaged areas of the puppets with the clay he had initially sculpted.

Since your own skills are not yet up to the level of success, just use something else that can be substituted. It's that simple!

Chapter 121 Irisviel

With its perfect body curves, internal circuitry composed of clay and Einzbern Family doll parts, and exquisite appearance, Mephistopheles smiled as he looked at the individual before him, who was now practically a 1:1 scale statue of Irisviel.

He began chanting incantations, using them to draw upon the power within the True Magic circle, transforming this extraordinary knowledge into world-changing magic, which he then channeled into the puppet before him.

That is the power of life, not the soul, but life itself. Just as a car needs gasoline, the flesh and blood body also needs a specific force to move.

Under the influence of True Magic, the doll's body, sculpted from various materials including clay, gradually began to transform into flesh and blood.

This transformation is extremely slow. Even with Mephistopheles's power, he needs to pay close attention to the process and ensure that no mistakes occur during the transformation.

Fortunately, Mephistopheles's concentration was always pretty good, and no one around was trying to cause trouble, so after spending almost several hours, the puppet in front of him finally completed the transformation.

Her skin was so smooth and delicate, with blood vessels visible beneath it, that this unconscious individual's chest rose and fell slightly, driven by her physical instincts.

It breathes, taking in air and expelling waste gas, just like a real living person.

"This... this is like a real living person, very different from a doll." Leysritt looked at this scene with some surprise. She was a doll, so she could clearly see the changes that had occurred to this being, which was mostly assembled from discarded doll materials.

That was a puppet that transformed into a being called a human!

"At least 60% have already transformed into human-like structures..."

She said in a low voice.

"My skill level isn't high enough. This is all I can do right now. It looks like a cyborg..." Mephistopheles shook his head with a sigh, somewhat disappointed. Although he had successfully achieved his goal, he hadn't been able to truly create a pure human being, which still left him somewhat disappointed.

"Alright, now for the final step!"

Mephistopheles roused himself and began to infuse Irisviel's memories into the body before him. This infusion was equally slow. The connection between body and soul was close, as was the connection between body and memory. However, this also involved the structure of the brain, which was an area Mephistopheles had not studied much.

His only method was to rely on changes in the external environment to influence the changes inside Irisviel's body and brain, thereby realizing the operation of injecting memories.

"If it were that big-breasted, starry-eyed girl from Academy City, she could probably complete this step very easily..." he muttered to himself, drawing a questioning look from Leysritt.

It's clearly a great and powerful True Magic technique, so why does Mephistopheles seem somewhat dissatisfied?

Leysritt thought to herself, feeling that she really couldn't understand it.

She watched as Mephistopheles poured the entire point of light in his hand into Irisviel's body, and then began another strange operation.

"In the name of Sariel, lead the soul to the sanctuary, the sanctuary called the human body, called Irisviel, which is before you, lost soul, return to your home!"

Once again, the Angelic Power was used. Under the power of Sariel, the guardian of the soul, Irisviel's already shattered soul was guided, and this soul, which had been made blank by the power of the Holy Grail, slowly flowed into the blank body.

This step didn't take long; it could even be said to happen in the blink of an eye. As her soul flowed into her body, Irisviel slowly opened her eyes.

She looked around in confusion, her eyes filled with bewilderment, like a child who knew nothing but a completely new world.

But then, a jumble of memories began to flood her brain, quickly taking over all her thought processes.

Irisviel let out a painful howl, which startled Leysritt, who was standing nearby. She was about to step forward to help, but Mephistopheles blocked her way.

"Don't rush, it's just processing its memories. After all, the brain was in an unread state until now, and it's only now starting to read these memories. This will indeed be painful, since it's trying to read decades of memories in an instant. It might take quite a while."

"Are you sure there won't be any problems?" Leysritt looked at Irisviel, who was raising her hands, clutching her head, and wailing incessantly, and became increasingly worried.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. The biggest issue has already been resolved. Even if you faint from the pain or get injured later, these are minor issues that can be easily treated. There's no need to worry."

Seeing Mephistopheles's words, Leysritt calmed herself down and continued to look at the beautiful woman in front of her with concern.

Finally, after about five minutes, she saw Irisviel slowly stop wailing. She slowly raised her head, looked at the two people in front of her, and a gentle smile appeared in her eyes.

But there was a hint of doubt in that smile.

"I... I've become the Holy Grail, haven't I?"

Irisviel felt like she was having a dream, a very long dream. She saw her birth, from the moment she was born until she lost her ability to move, watching Kiritsugu Emiya fight madly, and even seeing Kiritsugu Emiya destroy the Holy Grail with his own hands.

Then, nothing remained.

When she came to her senses again, she realized that she was standing in an open space, and the cold wind made her feel a little cold.

She was on the Einzbern family's territory, and standing before her were a human and an Einzbern family doll.

"Let's get dressed first," Mephistopheles said, glancing at Leysritt beside him. "Take her to get dressed first. As for the questions..." He then looked at Irisviel, his gaze lingering on her face, not even looking at her naked body below. "We'll talk about it after you're dressed."

Irisviel then realized that she was naked. Somewhat embarrassed, she followed Leysritt. Although she was a doll, her past experiences had taught her feelings such as shame.

So at this moment, she had no resistance to putting on clothes or anything like that.

However, the fact that the other person didn't look at her body but instead looked at her face made Irisviel somewhat puzzled.

Am I not attractive at all?

"That's not how it is, Lady Irisviel," Leysritt was leading the way, immediately said. "Because your body was sculpted by Mr. Mephistopheles bit by bit, he is very familiar with your physique."

Leysritt didn't hear Irisviel's reply, and she turned around with some confusion. "Lady Irisviel?"

Then she saw Irisviel standing there, eyes wide open, mouth agape, as if she were in a daze.

"Lady Irisviel?"

"Leysritt called out again."

"I'm here, Leysritt," Irisviel said quickly, and followed after her.

After walking for a while and entering the castle, she asked softly, "My body... my body is... it's called Mephistopheles, right? It was sculpted by Mephistopheles?!"

"Yes, first they tried sculpting, but failed in the process of reshaping the human body. Then they chose to combine his True Magic with the Einzbern Family's puppetry techniques, and finally managed to bring you back to life, Lady Irisviel."

"Resurrection..." Irisviel was utterly astonished by this. She should have been consumed by the Holy Grail and become the cornerstone of the Greater Holy Grail, but now she had reappeared in this place, and even...

Irisviel raised her hand, feeling the blood flowing through her arm and throughout her body, and took a deep breath.

"Is most of the tissue in my body human flesh?"

"It's True Magic I can't understand. Mr. Mephistopheles said it's True Magic, giving the creations of the earth the concept of humans, and then turning them into flesh and blood. It seems to involve the myth of God creating humans." Leysritt said, leading the other person to the changing room.

The clothes here are still the same; the clothes Irisviel liked to wear in the past are still kept, not as a memento, but simply because, for a doll, moving things around unnecessarily is an unnecessary act.

Irisviel changed into her old clothes and then followed Leysritt toward the living room where Mephistopheles was. On the way, Leysritt said again, "Miss Illya is currently learning True Magic from Mr. Mephistopheles."

"Illya?" Irisviel, somewhat surprised. "Is she... is she alright?"

Irisviel remembered Kiritsugu Emiya's final choice, and she naturally knew that it would lead to Illya losing her parents. Therefore, when she spoke, her tone was cautious, as if she was afraid of hearing something she didn't want to hear.

"Miss Illya is very strong, and with Mr. Mephistopheles's help, she successfully escaped her fate of becoming the Lesser Holy Grail." Before entering the living room, Leysritt turned to Irisviel behind her. "Please treat Miss Illya well from now on; she has suffered too much in the past..."

"I..."

The door was pushed open, revealing Mephistopheles sitting inside, sipping tea from a teacup. His posture was elegant, making him appear more like the host than a guest.

Irisviel took a deep breath and then went inside.

She always felt like she was meeting her child's guardian, or rather, her child's teacher.

"Please don't be so nervous, Miss Irisviel. I know you as well as you know yourself, so there's nothing to worry about. I don't think you have any problems to worry about right now."

"Thank you for saving Illya, Mr. Mephistopheles." Irisviel did not sit down immediately, but first gave Mephistopheles a slight bow before sitting down.

Leysritt stood to the side, just as she was by profession: maid.

"I just happened to be here, happened to encounter this situation, and happened to have the ability to resolve it, so I just took care of it. There's no need to be so grateful to me." Mephistopheles shook his head and then said, "If you have any questions, or anything you don't understand, I'll answer them if I know the answer."

"Is there any hidden danger in my resurrection?" Irisviel asked immediately. "If there are any hidden dangers, such as the possibility of dying in a year or two, I think... I shouldn't go see that child. The sudden encounter and the renewed understanding were just too painful."

"Don't worry. Whether you look at it from the perspective of a doll or from the perspective of a human, your lifespan is very long, enough to live for decades. You will experience the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death, just like a doll that can't be maintained gradually comes to its own deterioration."

Mephistopheles smiled and shrugged.

"In some ways, living beings and automatons are quite similar, aren't they? Besides, since they already possess their own consciousness and their own soul, then they are recognized by God and given life by God. I don't think we need to worry too much about these things."

Irisviel was taken aback by these words. These answers not only addressed her question but also mentioned a bunch of things she didn't care about.

But she quickly realized that the following words were not meant for her, but for Leysritt!

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Leysritt's face relax slightly, and a hint of warmth appeared on her cold expression.

She's such a gentle person; she's so considerate of other people's feelings.

Irisviel pondered this, then asked, "Will the Holy Grail War continue in the future...?"

"No, I destroyed the entire Holy Grail ritual. Besides, there are two Servants in Fuyuki City now, Medusa and Heracles. Their presence is also for protection. If anyone tries to reconstruct the Holy Grail ritual, they will be stopped by them."

There will be no more Holy Grail!

This is absolutely fantastic news! With the Holy Grail War, she can finally be with her daughter!

"Actually, it's not just Illya who's your daughter; you'll also have a son," Mephistopheles said after a moment's hesitation.

This left Irisviel had been quite delighted, stunned.

She blinked, as if she couldn't believe she'd heard correctly. "You said there's another son?!"

Before Mephistopheles could explain, she added, "Kiritsugu remarried later?!"

"N-no!" Mephistopheles quickly denied it for Kiritsugu, and then explained Shirou Emiya's background.

"So he's an adopted son? And he seems like Illya's older brother, but he's actually her younger brother. He cooks well, is very attentive to people, and takes good care of them..." Irisviel carefully repeated what Mephistopheles had said about Shirou Emiya, and nodded gently, saying, "It seems he'll be a good son!"

Mephistopheles secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Irisviel was quite satisfied with having another son. However, judging from Irisviel's expression, Mephistopheles had a feeling that she was interested in Shirou Emiya's domestic skills.

Chapter 122 Reunion

"Shouldn't we have told Illya beforehand, Ms. Irisviel?" Mephistopheles asked.

Irisviel shook her head, a hint of nervousness in her eyes, perhaps because the moment she was about to meet her daughter was approaching.

"No need, I want to see how she is doing first. If possible, I'd like to give her a surprise." Irisviel said with a smile, and took another step forward.

"If I hadn't already told Illya that I would resurrect her mother, this meeting wouldn't be a surprise, it would be a shock," Mephistopheles muttered to himself, just in time to keep it from Irisviel in front of him.

However, these words were overheard by Leysritt, who had followed them.

"Mr. Mephistopheles, Miss Illya is very strong, and she won't be intimidated by this kind of thing."

"That makes sense, after all, they are a family of Magecraft." Mephistopheles nodded, agreeing with what Leysritt had said.

It was already afternoon, and the sunlight slanted across the earth and buildings, creating a relaxed atmosphere that made one want to lazily lie in the sun, eat some pastries and drink some tea, and perhaps read a good novel to while away the remaining days.

At that moment, a gasp of surprise rang out from inside the Emiya Residence.

"Ah, Illya, we can't put that in first, or the soup won't taste good!"

It's Shirou Emiya's voice.

"Huh? Can't we put it in now? It's supposed to be hot pot!" Illya's somewhat dissatisfied voice rang out, along with Rin Tohsaka's "You still have a lot to learn about cooking."

Irisviel turned to look at Mephistopheles, Mephistopheles forced a smile, "Looks like they're eating. After all, we didn't say we were coming, so this is quite normal."

Irisviel stood hesitantly at the door, unsure whether she should go in now. Seeing that this woman, who had originally planned to surprise him, was suddenly at a loss as to what to do with what was happening inside, Mephistopheles shook his head and went upstairs.

He walked past Irisviel and pushed open the door, which wasn't locked.

In the courtyard sat a group of people, including not only the tall Heracles, but also Sakura Matou Medusa. Not only that, but even Mephistopheles's sister Bazett, was there.

It's fair to say that these few people have taken up a significant portion of the otherwise spacious courtyard.

At that moment, Sella was wiping Illya's mouth with a handkerchief; Illya's lips were clearly greasy.

Seeing Mephistopheles push open the door, the group was taken aback. Shirou Emiya quickly called out, "Mephistopheles, come and have dinner with us!"

Mephistopheles smiled and said, "It's not just me; there are two other people with me."

"Two more people?" Shirou Emiya asked, puzzled. He thought about it carefully but couldn't think of anyone else who could be eating here.

Could it be my teacher?