After unlocking all CGs, a Type-Moon girlfriend comes knocking.

dong dong.

Located deep inside a building.

Accompanied by a knock on the door, the silver-haired girl in the room pushed open the door and cautiously peeked at the two people outside through the crack.

But when she saw the woman next to the boy, the uneasiness in Illya's eyes gradually turned into joy.

"mom!"

She rushed forward and hugged Irisviel, burying her little face in the woman's soft chest, rubbing against her like a kitten.

Irisviel had a gentle and loving look on her face as she gently stroked Illya's soft silver hair, then subconsciously looked at Alvin.

"You guys go in first, I have something to take care of."

Alvin said.

"Also... there's a girl in this room. If she wakes up in the middle of the night, I'd like you to take care of her."

Irisviel tilted her head, a hint of doubt in her beautiful crimson eyes.

"She is a child of the Tohsaka family, but not long ago, the Tohsaka family head gave her to the Matou family."

Alvin explained.

Irisviel was slightly startled, but then quickly understood what was going on and whispered, "To obtain the Matou family's magic?"

There was a hint of meaning in Irisviel's eyes. It was obvious that she also knew a little about the magic of the Matou family and knew that it was not something a child could withstand.

"Be careful when you go out, Saber."

Irisviel quickly whispered, "I can't provide you with much mana right now..."

There was a hint of apology in her tone as she spoke the last part.

Because it was only a wisp of consciousness, and Irisviel's 'seal' of the Lesser Holy Grail had just been transferred away not long ago, her body was also extremely weak at this time.

Alvin is able to maintain his present world at this moment entirely because of his own [Single Manifestation]

"Don't worry, I'm just looking for someone. I'll try to avoid fighting other Servants this time."

Alvin laughed.

"Is Big Brother leaving?"

Illya raised her face, her bright red eyes filled with anxiety.

Alvin reached out and touched her head, whispering, "I'm just going out. I'll be back soon."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the silver-haired beauty and said, "Can I ask you for a favor, Irisviel?"

"what?"

"I want to find someone."

Alvin said, "Servants from all sides are summoned based on the Greater Holy Grail, so their whereabouts are also under the control of the Greater Holy Grail... In fact, I accepted the summons this time just to save someone."

Alvin stared into Irisviel's eyes and said, "He is my teacher. The Servant summoned this time is Lancer."

……

The Tosaka family's residence.

In the dim hall, a golden figure descended silently.

Gilgamesh narrowed his crimson eyes and stared at the mysterious Servant sitting in the hall.

"You knew I would return, yet you still dared to stay here... I commend your courage, unknown Servant."

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of Tōsaka Tokiomi standing in the corner. He was looking at the Servant in the hall, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Even when facing the King of Heroes, he had never been so panicked, right?

Who exactly is this Servant...?

Gilgamesh slowly walked forward to the front, and raised his head to get a clear look at the Servant in front of him.

Her golden twin ponytails fell naturally, and she wore a gorgeous long skirt embroidered with golden silk threads, from under which peeked a pair of small and delicate snow-white jade feet.

She was still playing with a bright red gem in her hand. She looked up at Gilgamesh and said with a smile, "Golden Sparkle, long time no see."

124

Chapter 124: Father and son game, the loser calls dad!

A silver glow as soft as moonlight quietly overflowed from Irisviel's body. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, like a true saint, praying devoutly.

Every inch of her skin seemed to be stained with a soft halo, her bare feet were as white as snow, as if she did not belong to this world, filled with an inviolable sacred aura.

To be precise, she did not belong to this world... After all, the Winter Saint had died more than two hundred years ago, and what existed in Irisviel's body now was only a remnant of consciousness.

But even so, if you want to cheat a little, it is not difficult to find Lancer.

After all, the Winter Saint is, in a sense, the Holy Grail.

It was a pity that she was too weak now, and the magic power she could use was too little. When Alvin stood aside and looked at her rather illusory body, he even worried for a moment that she would disappear due to the exhaustion of magic power during the "divination".

After nearly five minutes, the light on Irisviel's body gradually dissipated.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Alvin, and said softly, "I found Lancer's location."

Her voice was as sweet as the sound of nature, but it also had a hazy, unreal quality, as if it would disappear in the city at any moment.

As if sensing the worry in Alvin's eyes, Irisviel gazed at him tenderly and said softly, "Don't worry, Saber... Even after I disappear, Irisviel won't die."

"After all, I'm only clinging to the surface of this body. Once this wisp of my consciousness dissipates, the real Irisviel will awaken."

Her tone was always gentle and calm, as if she was just talking about an ordinary thing.

Ever since she voluntarily sacrificed herself for the sake of the world two hundred years ago and used the third method to build the 'Greater Holy Grail', the Winter Saint has no longer valued life so much.

For her, as long as her wish can be realized, she will be satisfied - although from the current situation, this wish does not seem to be possible to be realized at all.

To materialize souls and save all mankind... This is the wish of the woman named Justisarislexi von Einzbern.

However, now, the Holy Grail has been contaminated by the "black mud", and even the "friends" who once promised her to save all mankind together are no longer in this world.

The magicians who participate in the Holy Grail War today are mostly simply working hard to reach the place that all magicians dream of.

--source.

Alvin silently stared at the silver-haired beauty in front of him. Although she was able to come with the help of Irisviel's body, in fact, whether in temperament, tone, or expression, the Winter Saint was completely different from Irisviel.

Cold and gentle, his eyes seemed to be filled with pity and love for the world, giving people a sense of ethereality that was out of reach.

But when those bright and beautiful eyes looked at Alvin, there seemed to be an indescribable charm in their movements, and they were naturally charming.

To save all mankind... Such a wish may sound unrealistic, but the Winter Saint in the past did give everything for this wish.

Even now, only a trace of consciousness remains in the human world...

Alvin believes that he is not the kind of person who can sacrifice himself for the world. For him, as long as the people around him are safe, it is enough.

"Perhaps there is some way to preserve this trace of your consciousness?"

Alvin suddenly said.

The Winter Saint from two hundred years ago had a gentle smile. She was wearing a plain white long dress and a pair of plump beautiful legs wrapped in pure white stockings. She walked to the window sill and picked up the red wine glass on the table.

She just shook the wine glass gently without drinking it, and looked at Alvin with ambiguous and gentle eyes. Her proud and upright chest supported the fabric of her clothes, and a hint of snow-white skin was faintly visible. She had a charm that mixed holiness and charm.

She glanced at the tightly closed door outside and knew without a doubt that Illya should be waiting for them outside.

Irisviel walked up to Alvin and lowered her eyes slightly.

"...Why do you want to help me, Saber?"

Looking from this angle, one can vaguely see the beautiful curve of Irisviel's perfectly proportioned chest.

Although he knew that this body did not belong to the Holy Maiden of Winter, Alvin was almost blinded by the beautiful curve of the silver-haired beauty's chest.

He collected his thoughts for a moment, coughed lightly, and said, "Irisviel...what was your reason for wanting to save the world in the past?"

When you don’t know or don’t want to answer a question, answering it with a question is often the best solution.

Hearing Alvin's question, Irisviel looked clearly bewildered.

Two hundred years may not sound like a long time, but those who have truly experienced this long time will clearly know the weight of this unit of time.

In these two hundred years, her only obsession was to 'save humanity'. As for why she wanted to do this... she had completely forgotten.

"Maybe he forgot, or maybe... he just wanted to do it without any reason."

Irisviel said softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to realize something and subconsciously looked at the boy.

"you……"

"Me too."

Alvin smiled and said, "I just wanted to help... There's no real reason."

"If you must give a reason, isn't our current relationship enough, Master?"

Master, this name means an unbreakable contractual relationship in the Holy Grail War - at least for most Servants and Masters.

The contract between Alvin and Irisviel was purely an accident, but no matter how it happened, they are now indeed in a master-servant relationship.

Therefore, when hearing this word, Irisviel seemed to be stunned.

Then soon, her bright red eyes slowly softened.

Her slender white fingertips gently tucked a strand of silver hair behind her ear, and then she said softly: "That's true. Now you are my Servant... It's reasonable for you to want to save your Master."

"The reason this wisp of my consciousness has been able to hold on until now is entirely due to the original magical power of this body... but this magical power will soon completely disappear."

"After all, the 'Little Holy Grail' is no longer in Irisviel's body."

Originally, Irisviel was able to summon Servants and provide magic power because of the existence of the Holy Grail, but now the Holy Grail has been transferred to Aika Sajo.

To put it bluntly, once the magic power in Irisviel's body completely disappears, it means that the consciousness of the Winter Saint will also completely disappear from this world.

I didn't expect that this master and servant pair, one of them couldn't provide magic power, and the other's root connection was in a 'sealed' state... Just thinking about this, Alvin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Is there any way I can help you?"