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Chapter 196 Ilya

In the past two days, apart from the exoskeletons and power armor produced by Baiyu Group, what the group members were most concerned about was undoubtedly the Holy Grail War that Bai Zemin was participating in.

Everyone, including Ainz, who was also a newcomer, was engrossed in following the daily story updates.

Rewind to the day before, with the addition of Sakura Tohsaka and Rider, Bai Zeming's alliance had grown to eight people.

According to Bai Zemin's plan, he intends to include Berserker Masters in this alliance as well.

And this Master is none other than Illyasviel von Einzbern, the biological daughter of Shirou Emiya's adoptive father!

In other timelines, Illya only became interested in her nominal younger brother, Shirou Emiya, because he risked his life to shield Saber from a fatal blow.

In this timeline, however, they did not go to the church to see Kirei Kotomine, nor did they meet Illya on their way back.

Even without these key plot points, Bai Zemin was still confident he could persuade Ilya.

Or rather, he was confident that Shirou Emiya could persuade Illya.

But to his utter surprise, someone beat him to it and pushed Ilya to the opposite side.

Without a doubt, this person is Caster Medea, who has been secretly developing her strength in the shadows!

As mentioned before, Medea is a twisted and rather troublesome Heroic Spirit Servant.

If it's someone she doesn't like, she won't hesitate to betray them, even if it's her Master.

In particular, the sight of handsome men who remind her of Jason, and the men who intend to take advantage of her, will trigger her strong feelings of disgust.

Unfortunately, the handsome Middle Eastern magician who summoned her touched almost all of Medea's red flags, so it was no surprise that he was betrayed by Medea before the Holy Grail War even began.

After killing her Master, Medea lost her magical energy supply.

Just as she was about to disappear, she was saved by a man named Kuzuki Souichirou.

Since then, Kuzuki Souichirou has become her new Master.

She poured all her feelings into Souichirou Kuzuki, and in order to live with him forever, she decided to do whatever it took to win the Holy Grail War.

In the original story, in order to increase her chances of winning, she not only took the lives of the townspeople to accumulate magical power, but also illegally summoned a fake servant named Sasaki Kojiro to guard the gate of Ryudouji Temple for her.

In this world, due to Bai Zeming's butterfly effect, Medea discovered the alliance among the people.

Therefore, in addition to the measures mentioned above, Medea also specifically approached Ilya and used words to provoke her into standing on the opposite side of Bai Zemin and others.

So when Bai Zemin and the others arrived at Medea's stronghold, Ryudouji Temple, they faced not only Caster and Assassin, but also Illya and her Berserker!

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"Bai, do you think Yicheng... is still alive?"

On the forest path outside Ryudou-ji Temple, Shirou Emiya asked in a somewhat heavy tone.

The person he was referring to at that moment was his good friend, the student council president, Ryu-dong Kazunari.

Just by hearing his name, you can tell that he has a great connection with Ryudong Temple.

Indeed, this is true; Ryudong Ichisei was the son of the abbot of Ryudong Temple.

Ever since Bai Zeming revealed that Medea was at Ryudouji Temple, Shirou Emiya has been worried about his friend's safety.

He made many calls to Ryudong Ilseong, but could not get through.

Furthermore, Medea's actions of plundering human lives to replenish her magical energy caused Shirou Emiya's mood to grow increasingly heavy, forcing him to prepare for the worst...

"maybe."

Bai Zemin shook his head and said, "Even a rabbit won't eat the grass near its burrow. Establishing a magic workshop is not something that can be done overnight. In order not to attract outside attention, Caster will certainly not take action against the monks of Ryudou Temple."

Emiya Shirou's face lit up with hope: "Are you sure?"

Bai Zemin glanced at him and said, "I'm not sure... Don't you plan to save him at all?"

Emiya Shirou paused for a moment, then shook his head, his expression gradually hardening: "Whether Kazunari is dead or alive, I will do everything in my power to save him!"

"That would be incredible!"

A smile appeared on Bai Zeming's face.

Compared to other classes of Servants, Caster is a typical late-game hero. Although she can't beat anyone at the beginning, once she develops up, she will definitely dominate the game in the late game!
Therefore, whether for the Holy Grail War or for the monks of Ryudouji Temple, Bai Zeming must deal with her as soon as possible and must not allow her to continue replenishing her magic power with the lives of innocent citizens.

Hearing Shirou Emiya's resolute words, the Tohsaka sisters beside him were somewhat moved.

Bai Zemin glanced at the expressions on the two faces and thought that the Emiya family in this timeline should have a lot of fun to watch. At the very least, there would definitely be a lot of drama between these two sisters!

Just as the four of them headed to Ryudong Temple, three other people were quietly waiting outside the temple gate.

"They've arrived!"

Medea, dressed in a dark purple robe, curled the corners of her lips and gently tapped her right hand, which was gloved with black magic, in front of her. The purple light screen floating in front of her shattered instantly, turning into specks of light and dissipating into the air.

"Yes, they've finally come to kill us!"

Beside her, a man in a light purple kimono leaned against the wall, holding a long, sheathed katana in both hands. His dark blue hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, with his temples reaching his collarbone. He also had a tender green twig between his teeth, giving him a calm and composed demeanor.

Unfortunately, what came out of the mouth of this dashing swordsman was such a spoilsport.

Medea frowned slightly, glanced at him, and said calmly, "In short, use your life to stop it! If you can't stop it, dying for your Master will be a supreme honor!"

Supreme?
The blue-haired swordsman curled his lip and bit off the tender green twig in his mouth.

Just then, a clear, bell-like laugh came from the nearby woods.

Medea and the blue-haired swordsman turned their heads and saw two figures, one tall and one short, emerging from the woods.

The tall figure on the left was over two and a half meters tall, with wild, black hair cascading down his back. He wore only a dark, heavy metallic battle skirt, his upper body and legs bare, revealing muscles as hard and bulging as steel.

The short figure on the right is a petite girl who is less than 1.4 meters tall.

She wore a beautiful purple dress, had long silver hair and ruby-like eyes, and a gentle, angelic smile on her delicate and pretty face.

"The Servant summoned by the Servant..."

"You two are always so funny, no matter how many times I watch you!"

Judging from her appearance alone, Ilya perfectly fits the description of being innocent and naive.

But Medea dared not relax in the slightest, for standing behind this young girl was none other than Heracles, the son of Zeus in Greek mythology and a legendary hero who was half-man and half-god!

Looking at that tall and rugged figure, Medea's expression beneath her cloak became somewhat solemn.

Fortunately, Hercules was born as a Berserker. If he had been replaced by Archer, who is the most suitable class for him, he would undoubtedly have become the strongest Servant in this Holy Grail War!

After a moment's thought, Medea's lips curled into a smile. She raised her hand and summoned a purple light screen, gazing at the exquisite girl before her, and chuckled softly:

"Berserker's Master, as a gift for our first collaboration, please choose one of the following opponents!"

"What a unique gift!"

Ilya blinked and said with a grin, "However, I accept!"

As she spoke, she looked curiously at the purple light screen and, sure enough, saw Bai Zemin and his group of four on it.

Seeing the reddish-brown-haired boy and the girl with pigtails, Ilya's eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly smiled sweetly, pointing at the two of them and saying, "Let's choose these two!"

"Oh?"

Medea looked at her with interest and said, "Two?"

Ilya smiled confidently, looking up at the tall figure beside her, and said, "Even two Heroic Spirits are no match for Berserker. Berserker is the strongest!"

"is it?"

Medea chuckled, "What a reliable companion!"

"……companion?"

Ilya's childish voice echoed at the temple entrance.

Hercules seemed to understand his master's meaning. A heavy axe suddenly appeared in his hand, and his whole body exuded an extremely terrifying and violent aura. His eyes were fixed on Medea opposite him.

"..."

Medea was startled and immediately leaped back to create distance between them, staring at Ilya with a furrowed brow.

Ilya put her hands behind her back, looked at her with a sweet smile, and said, "Caster, have you misunderstood something?"

“Ilya only joined forces with you to fight these weaklings because she disliked them, but that doesn’t mean we are allies.”

As she spoke, she turned to look at the Heroic Spirit beside her and said softly, "Ilya doesn't need companions, Berserker is enough!"

"..."

Medea's lips twitched slightly beneath her cloak.

Sure enough, those innocent yet cruel brats are the most difficult to deal with!
After a moment's thought, she chuckled and said, "Alright, I was just being presumptuous. Anyway, do as you wish. I'll find a way to separate the four people below and give you a one-on-two chance."

"Really, that's great!"

As Ilya’s joyful voice rang out, Hercules, wielding an axe-sword, bent down his tall body and lifted his petite master onto his shoulder.

"boom!"

The next second, a deafening roar came from in front of the temple gate.

Hercules shattered the ground and hurtled down the mountain like a cannonball, leaving behind only a crater more than three meters in diameter.

Seeing this, Medea's face darkened, as if she hadn't expected these two to be so reckless.

After a moment's thought, she vanished in a flash in front of the temple, preparing to use the Dragon Tooth Soldiers she had previously created to provide support from the side.

Thus, only the blue-haired swordsman remained in front of the temple gate.

He stared at the crater in the ground and sighed softly.

"What a pity!"

"Clearly a hero with superb skills, yet he was born as a madman..."

"I hope my next opponent will be someone I can truly enjoy!"

As he spoke, he took out a long sword from his waist, his fingers lightly stroking the blade, a hint of anticipation showing on his handsome face.

(End of this chapter)