Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 219 is so popular! It's even more popular than Fuyuki!

Hearing Matou Ryouken's voice, which carried a hint of feigned friendliness but was actually nauseating, Matou Kariya felt a chill run down his spine and his stomach churn.

He suppressed his nausea, clicked his tongue, and still managed to ask, "Father, can you tell me what happened here? And Sakura—how is she?"

The firefighter, controlled by the insects, grinned, a smile that looked particularly eerie in the firelight. "You rushed back, so it was for Sakura—I see. You really are a simp, aren't you? She's not even your daughter, yet you care about her so much—"

"Stop talking nonsense," Matou Kariya interrupted him directly.

"Alright, alright." The firefighter shrugged. "You see, our house is a mess. They say it was a natural gas explosion, but you know that's impossible. Actually, it was a sneak attack. The attacker, like you, probably wanted Sakura." "Where's Sakura?!" Matou Kariya interrupted again. "How is she? Is she hurt?"

The firefighter paused for a moment, then let out a sinister laugh. "Sakura is unharmed, of course. She's in a perfectly safe place now."

"I don't believe it unless I see her right now."

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." The firefighter's voice turned cold. "You have nothing to do with this family now. What I do is none of your business."

Kariya Matou panicked immediately. Without time to discern the truth in the other's words, he blurted out, "You raised Sakura just so she could help you win the Holy Grail War and then use the Holy Grail to achieve your wish for immortality, right? In that case, why don't I help you win the Holy Grail?"

The firefighter glanced at him in surprise, then shook his head dismissively. "No need. In your current state, you're no different from an ordinary person. Even if you managed to become a Master, you probably couldn't even handle Caster in the Holy Grail War. You should just go back to being a useless piece of trash."

Kariya Matou gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind. "Then use the Crest Worms to modify my body. I believe you can do it."

He knew that his current magical skills were almost zero, and it was no different from learning them from scratch.

The secret technique passed down in the Matou family, the "Crest Insect," can expand magic circuits in a short time, even act as magic circuits, and can also modify magic attributes, quickly turning him, a half-baked magician, into a barely qualified one.

Of course, the price is that the transformation process is extremely painful, and the Crest Worms will forcibly absorb life force and convert it into magic power. If too much is absorbed, the body will suffer serious problems, and lifespan may even be greatly shortened.

But now, he can't care about that anymore; he has to protect Sakura.

The firefighter's gaze changed; it seemed he was truly looking at this former coward who had once run away from home for the first time. "I never expected that this coward would go to such lengths for someone he has no connection with. Kariya, you've really impressed me."

He paused, then his tone suddenly changed, "Unfortunately, I cannot grant your wish for the time being."

"Why!"

"Because all the Crest Bugs I raised were destroyed in this fire, I don't have the ability to modify you now."

Kariya Matou felt a surge of anxiety and was about to say something when he suddenly realized something. He stared at the firefighter and said, word by word, "Father, you still refuse to show yourself to me in your decaying form. Could it be that you're too afraid to come out at all?"

The firefighter's face suddenly darkened. "I fought with that guy who tried to take Sakura away, and I did get a minor injury, but it's nothing, I'll recover quickly."

"Oh, then take your time to recover." Matou Kariya suddenly smiled. "I'm relieved that Sakura won't be bothered by you for the time being. I'll be going now."

After saying that, he turned and ran.

"Matou Kariya! You come back here!" The firefighter, or rather the mosquito on the firefighter's neck, buzzed in exasperation.

That place contained a trace of Matou Ryogen's soul and will, which was now raging with fury.

However, Matou Kariya ran even faster and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it—" Matou Ryouken gritted his teeth, "If my body hadn't been so badly injured, and even my soul hadn't been hurt, and my insect familiars couldn't get too far away, would I be in this state? Kariya probably sensed something. I hope he knows what's good for him and doesn't say anything reckless. Otherwise, once I recover, I'll make sure he shuts his mouth forever."

However, he wasn't too worried about Matou Kariya. He was just a good-for-nothing, and even if he wanted to stir up trouble, it wouldn't affect him.

What he's really worried about now is the Tohsaka family.

Such a huge explosion, blowing the entire Matou mansion into the air, anyone could see the problem.

He can use hypnosis to make ordinary people who don't understand magic believe it's a natural gas explosion, but the Tohsaka family, who are also magicians, are not so easily fooled.

Even a good-for-nothing like Matou Kariya could tell he wasn't in good shape. If the Tohsaka family found out the truth, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Especially when the other party asks about Sakura's whereabouts, how should he make an excuse?

Matou Ryouken squinted, muttering to himself in the firelight, "It seems—we need to change our strategy."

the other side.

Matou Kariya was out of breath from running and finally stopped under a street lamp.

He was bent over, his hands supporting his knees, panting heavily, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, his clothes soaked through.

"I almost—I almost lost myself." He muttered to himself with lingering fear. "Luckily, that fire—it was a good fire, even better than the fire at Red Cliff described in the Records of the Three Kingdoms."

He rushed back to the Matou mansion tonight, intending to save Sakura, but from the ruins and his conversation with Matou Ryouken, he quickly pieced together the truth: someone had fought with Matou Ryouken and rescued Sakura.

And that old monster even tricked him by saying that Sakura was still in his hands. If he hadn't seen through the lie, he would have almost believed it.

If he truly believes it, he might lose his life in vain and end up with nothing.

Thank goodness.

Matou Kariya didn't know who rescued Sakura, but whoever it was, they were a million times better than Matou Ryouken.

However, he still wanted to find Sakura as soon as possible to check on her current condition, since he had promised Aoi that he would definitely save Sakura.

"Now, how do I find Sakura?" He scratched his head, then suddenly had an idea. "Never mind, I'll go to the police station to report this first, and then make some plans."

Actually, the most direct way is to find Sakura's biological father, Tokiomi Tohsaka, and the two of them can work together to search. That would definitely be more efficient.

However, Kariya Matou would never seek Tokiomi Tohsaka's help.

It's all Tokiomi Tohsaka's fault!

He pushed Sakura into the fire, he deceived Aoi, he sacrificed his daughter for the sake of the demonic path. That scumbag, he would rather die than go after him.

Matou Kariya straightened up, took a deep breath, and strode towards the police station.

the other side.

Sakura slowly woke up in a luxurious bed.

Soft down comforters, bedposts carved with exquisite patterns, and hanging gauze curtains swaying gently in the sunlight streaming through the window.

A faint, indescribable fragrance filled the air, like the scent of flowers, or perhaps some kind of ancient incense.

Sakura rubbed her eyes and looked around blankly.

This was a completely unfamiliar room, large and luxurious, like a princess's bedroom in a fairy tale. Unidentified paintings hung on the walls, and the fire in the fireplace burned quietly, making a soft crackling sound.

Who is she? Where is she?

She remembered that she had just been in that horrible, insect-infested basement, that those disgusting worms had crawled all over her body, and that her grandfather had tried to push her into that big pit—and then, she remembered nothing more.

Sakura sat up, looked down at her hands, which were clean, small, and without any marks. She then touched her face, which was also free of insects.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but then tensed up again.

"Where is this place?"

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