In the spacious room filled with a strange fragrance, Roland rubbed his forehead in confusion, opened his eyes, and looked at Irisviel beside him.
Even in sleep, her noble, breathtaking beauty remained entirely undiminished. Instead, the flush on her face made her look even more alluring. Her long, frost-white hair, like moonlight, lay gently across Roland, its subtle touch making his skin tingle.
Roland quickly left the bed to keep Irisviel from clinging to him again, reluctant to let him go. Otherwise, he would end up spending another whole day in that enormous bed.
Yet the moment he got out of bed, he stepped on stockings carelessly discarded on the floor, along with clothes scattered everywhere. This time, however, before he could summon the Shadowkhan, the highly accomplished Homunculus maid had already approached obediently, begun tidying everything around them of her own accord, and dressed him.
This was Roland's first time enjoying such a decadent lifestyle. Though Einzbern's Homunculi were not adept at combat, they proved exceptionally capable in this regard.
"Where's Ahad?"
Roland casually asked the Homunculus maid named Sella beside him, as though the patriarch who ruled Einzbern were merely someone dispensable in his eyes.
"He is already waiting to report to you, Lord Roland."
After the Holy Grail War ended, to prevent any complications, Roland had immediately taken Irisviel and Illya to Einzbern's main estate, shrouded in a barrier of ice and snow, and announced a fact to the astonished Ahad.
"From now on, Einzbern belongs to me."
Faced with this demand, Ahad acted decisively, immediately handing supreme authority over to Roland. He also stopped all experimentation on and disposal of Homunculi at once, and directly established serving Roland as Einzbern's mission.
This was completely unlike the obsessive madness Roland remembered. Only when he discovered that this