This second dimension is too immortal

On a piece of ground that had been destroyed by humans, a man with flamboyant red hair was dealing with attacks from four people. It seemed that the man had the power to end the battle immediately, but he seemed to be worried about something and did not knock down the enemy immediately.

"That person... is Dad?"

Illya showed a hint of hesitation on her face, feeling a little unsure about her guess. In her impression, her father should have black hair, but the man who looked like her father had bright red hair.

"Well...."

Shaking her head in distress, Illya didn't know why she had such a dream, but no matter what, the figure in the dream that was somewhat similar to her father evoked Illya's longing for her relatives.

Although to be precise, the time that Illya has been separated from her family is not that long, not even a week, but for a child, time always seems long. Although she was very happy to meet her childhood friends when she first came here, she is now looking forward to returning to her parents.

With such emotion, Illya lifted the quilt on herself, then got out of bed and walked to a corner of the room.

There, two swords, each taller than Illya's height, were quietly placed on the table.

"Aomei, Mo Xin."

Pulling out the chair under the table, Illya sat on the chair while saying the names of the two swords and reaching out to touch the two swords.

"I think I was dreaming just now. I dreamed of my dad. Well, it should be my dad, right? Although his hair turned red for some reason, Illya will definitely not mistakenly recognize my dad." As if talking to a friend, Illya told her dream to the two swords in front of her.

"Buzz!"

Just as Illya finished speaking, the two swords began to tremble slightly. They flew into the air and circled around Illya several times as if echoing her words.

"Ah, you guys said you had the same dream as me? That's amazing! If that's the case, then it must be Dad!"

As if she had heard an answer that ordinary people could not hear, Illya got their answer from the reactions of the two swords, and her face suddenly showed a happy expression.

"Buzz!!" Aomei trembled, and the sound of sword chanting rang out again.

Hearing the voice, it seemed that she had received some important news from Aomei. Illya was stunned for a moment, then she stood up suddenly and said in a high voice:

"Ah! Really? Are you telling the truth? Dad has come to see Illya?"

As soon as these words came out, before Illya could get Aomei's confirmation, a somewhat annoyed voice came from the next room.

"Hey! Illya! What the hell are you doing at this hour of night?!"

"what..."

Hearing the sound, Illya suddenly came to her senses. She quickly covered her mouth and turned to look out the window.

It was getting dark, and the white moonlight shone into the room through the glass windows. It was obvious that Illya's awakening time this time was not a normal time.

In addition, although Illya stopped talking in time, perhaps there was something worrying in what she said before, and soon, a slight sound of footsteps was heard outside the corridor.

"dong dong dong..."

The visitor knocked gently on Illya's door, and then a soft voice came into Illya's ears through the door.

"Sister Illya, what's wrong? Um, I'm a little concerned about what you just said. Sister Illya, can you open the door for me?"

The voice sounded like that of a girl of sixteen or seventeen, but what was strange was that the other party addressed Illya as "sister".

Illya didn't seem to feel anything strange at all. She just walked gently to the door and opened it.

The person had shoulder-length black hair, with a red ribbon tied in a knot on the left side of her hair. At first glance, she gave off a delicate and gentle vibe.

"cherry."

Looking at the girl in front of her, Illya said softly.

"Sorry to bother you, Sister Illya." Sakura Tohsaka bowed to Illya and walked into the room.

It may seem a little strange that a girl who looks to be sixteen or seventeen and in high school calls a girl who looks to be no more than ten and still in elementary school "sister", but in fact, the two of them don't think so.

Because if we really calculate based on the actual situation, girls should be older than young girls. That is to say, the current situation is rather special, but this does not prevent them from calling each other by their original names.

"Hey, Ying, there's good news. Did you know? Aomei just told me that dad might come here to see me soon!"

Sakura Tohsaka had just entered the room. Before she could ask the answer she desperately wanted to know, Illya got there first and told her the answer in a somewhat excited tone.

Hearing this, even though she had heard Illya's words before and had some expectations in her heart, when the facts were laid out before her, Tohsaka Sakura couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After repeated failed summoning attempts, even when he went back to the past and used Zhao Si's lost weapon to summon, he still failed and instead summoned his childhood playmate Illya.

Although being able to see Illya again is a happy thing, the fact that she has always wanted to see the person again has never been able to see him/her makes Sakura Toosaka feel a little disappointed.

However, what she didn't expect was that at this time, the night before they were about to return to the future, the surprise came so suddenly.

"Are you serious? That guy Zhao Si is coming?"

A surprised sound came from the door that was not yet closed. Sakura Toosaka and Illya looked over and saw Rin Toosaka in pajamas standing at the door looking at them.

Obviously, this person had just come back to his senses from being woken up, and discovered the problem. Then, as soon as he reached the door, he heard what Illya said to Sakura Tohsaka.

Although compared to Tousaka Sakura, she did not have much contact with Zhao Si in her childhood, and the desire to see Zhao Si again was not as urgent as Sakura, but how to say it, the two sisters have always wanted to summon Zhao Si, and even went back to the past, but they have always failed.

During this process, her desire to see Zhao Si was no longer related to any personal feelings, but simply because she was dissatisfied and wondered why their summoning always failed.

Now, after hearing the news about Zhao Si, naturally, Toosaka Rin became excited. Although it might be a bit willful, she had to ask that guy in person why she had always failed.

There were some mistakes at work and I couldn't fix them before the normal working day, so I decided to work overtime.

Chapter 611 ends here

"Um?"

With a wild smile on his face, Zhao Si stretched out his hands and grabbed the necks of Atalanta and Achilles. Just as he was about to break their necks, suddenly, an inexplicable feeling emerged in Zhao Si's heart, which made him stunned.

"Die, bastard! Roar! My wrath!!"

"boom!!"

Before Zhao Si could pursue that special sensation, he heard an angry cry behind him, accompanied by a fierce flame shooting up into the sky. Zhao Si, who was unable to avoid it, took the blow head-on.

Atalanta and Achilles escaped the disaster. When Zhao Si was hit, he subconsciously loosened his control over the two of them, and they were blown away by the impact of the fire explosion.

On the other hand, although she successfully hit Zhao Si, "Joan of Arc" did not let her guard down. With the experience of the previous times, she knew that it was impossible to defeat this man by releasing her treasure alone.

"call--"

As expected, a gust of strong wind suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blew out all the flames around it. In the storm, Zhao Si slowly turned his gaze to "Joan of Arc".

"Tsk! What a troublesome guy!" Seeing this, "Joan of Arc" frowned and said impatiently.

"....Three times the limit is enough. I don't want to kill you, but if you still refuse to repent, then I don't mind sending you both back to Valhalla together." Zhao Si said to "Joan of Arc".

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense! Just come on if you can do it!" Upon hearing this, "Joan of Arc" snorted coldly.

"...I'm actually quite confused. It's okay for Joan of Arc. As a ruler, although she is influenced by factors, I can understand her actions. But why did you come out to hinder me?" Zhao Si frowned and looked at "Joan of Arc".

He had some knowledge of Joan of Arc, and naturally, he also knew some things about this "Joan of Arc" who was controlling Leticia's body.

Jeanne d'Arc, the Dragon Witch, is a special Heroic Spirit born from the power of the Holy Grail, existing in a certain world within the Type-Moon universe.

Well, if we put her existence into a concept that Zhao Si was familiar with, such as the situation in the battle world, then we can almost regard her as the reversed individual of Joan of Arc, a person with a personality that is completely opposite to Joan of Arc.

Logically speaking, Joan of Arc would stop Zhao Si, and there was nothing to say about it. Zhao Si could understand it. After all, his power did seem to have some problems. But after he controlled Joan of Arc, the witch came out again to continue stopping him, which Zhao Si couldn't quite understand.

"Is it not okay if I just don't like you?" "Joan of Arc" glared at Zhao Si and said.

...It's really a panacea answer.

Zhao Si could see that this was not what the other party was thinking, but was just something he said out of anger.

But even so, Zhao Si's patience has been exhausted.

Although he couldn't describe the feeling just now, Zhao Si instinctively told him that the source of this feeling was very important to him, and he no longer wanted to waste time in this world.

"...Okay, but since you are here to hinder me for this reason, then there is nothing more to say between us." After a moment of silence, Zhao Si said slowly.

"Hmph! It's me! I felt like you were a nice guy at the beginning, and I had a familiar feeling about you, but now you've turned into such a horrible look, it's really annoying!" "Joan of Arc" said angrily.

She and Joan of Arc initially felt the same sense of familiarity in Zhao Si, but they searched every corner of their memory and could not find the source of this familiarity.

As a ruler, although Jeanne d'Arc will not lose her memory of the Holy Grail War like other Heroic Spirits, nothing is absolute, and there are some things that even she cannot remember completely.

Zhao Si might be such an existence to Joan of Arc and the witch, but before they could figure out what was happening to Zhao Si, everything had developed to the current situation.

As for the witch, when Joan of Arc was controlled, she didn't want to care about so many things. At most, she took over the control of the body and ran out to get some fresh air and strolled around for a few laps.

However, when she saw Zhao Si's appearance, she couldn't help but feel a nameless anger in her heart, so she followed her feelings and went for it.

"...familiarity?"

Hearing this, Zhao Si was happy.

"You mean we knew each other before? But because we responded to the summons as servants, we don't recognize each other anymore?" Zhao Si said, and couldn't help laughing as he spoke.

"Haha, that's a good point, but unfortunately, I don't know you, and I don't feel familiar with you. I haven't lost my past memories because of responding to the call, so you'd better save your energy. If you want to use this method to exchange for my acceptance and mercy, then you shouldn't jump out to stop me before." Zhao Si said. He understood "Joan of Arc's" words as the other party's means of making connections.

"Huh? Show mercy? I beg you?"

With her eyes wide open, "Joan of Arc" looked at Zhao Si, the fire in her heart growing stronger.

"I beg you for mercy! Go to hell, you bastard!" Saying this, "Joan of Arc" rushed towards Zhao Si waving her lance.

"Hmm...Oh, that's right, I forgot. With your personality, you really wouldn't have such thoughts." Zhao Si dodged the attacks from Joan of Arc leisurely, and after thinking about it, he looked enlightened.

Indeed, if it really is the Dragon Witch, such a plan is indeed not her style, so, am I wrong?

"Damn it, you just said you didn't know us, and now you pretend to know me very well. Are you kidding me? Damn bastard!" Joan of Arc couldn't help but get angry when she heard Zhao Si's words.

"Well, ha, just consider it hearsay. After all, as a world-renowned saint, even if I don't know you in person, it's normal for me to have heard legends about you from somewhere, right?"

Zhao Si smiled and paused as he spoke. Then he reached out and grabbed the barrel of the lance. Then he turned his hand and grabbed Joan of Arc's hands along the barrel and pressed them behind her back, controlling her.

"You! Let me go!"

Unexpectedly, she was easily controlled by the other party. Joan of Arc struggled, but the big hands holding her hands were like pliers and did not loosen at all.

"hehe..."

Using his free hand, Zhao Si pinched Joan of Arc's chin and forced her to look at him.

"what?"

Suddenly, Zhao Si let out a surprised cry, and a corresponding expression appeared on his face.

The battle has been going on till now, no matter whether it was Joan of Arc at the beginning, or Karna, Atalanta and Achilles who joined later, they were all more or less affected by their own power without exception.

However, although he also saw the emotion called "anger" in the window of his soul, those pure golden eyes proved one thing to Zhao Si.

She was not affected by that power. All her anger so far came from her heart and was not drawn out by that power.

"Interesting, you are the first person I have ever seen who is immune to its influence." Zhao Si moved closer to observe the eyes of "Joan of Arc", and the distance between their faces was no more than a finger's width.

"You...you...bastard! Get up! You're too close!" Joan of Arc shouted with a flushed face, and it was not known whether it was because she was angry or for some other reason.

"...It seems that what you said is true. Could it be that we have really met before?" Hearing this, Zhao Si raised his head.

Considering the other party's situation, Zhao Si couldn't help but think about what the other party had said before. Just as he said, no matter what, there was no need for "Joan of Arc" to lie to him.

So if that's the case...

"No! I don't know you! Bastard! I don't know you! Let me go!" Zhao Si was still thinking, but "Joan of Arc" kept shouting like a child who was in a bad mood.

"..."

Zhao Si was a little annoyed by the noise, so he simply stopped thinking about it and pointed directly at "Joan of Arc".

"Uh!"

It was as if a switch was turned off, and Joan of Arc instantly lost her voice, and no sound came out of her mouth.

"It's much quieter now." Zhao Si said.

Afterwards, ignoring "Joan of Arc" who had been waiting for him, Zhao Si waved his hand and conjured up a rope to tightly bind Joan of Arc's hands and feet. After making sure that she could not break free, he turned his gaze to the three servants of the red side.

"Master, the coordinates of the origin world..."

At this moment, the voice of the system sounded in his ears. While listening to the system's reply, Zhao Si looked at the three people who were already controlled by their high emotions under the influence of their own power.

That's it for now.

Chapter 612 Revelation has arrived.

"Cough cough..."

In an uninhabited mountain, in a large crater that looked like it was formed by a meteorite impact, a weak cough slowly sounded.

"..."

With his eyes slightly open, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada was lying on his back at the bottom of the pit, covered in blood. Not far away from him was a huge golden sphere.

That is the Holy Grail. Zhao Si did not aim specifically when he shot the arrow with Hurricane Knight. Therefore, although the Hanging Courtyard was knocked down by him, the Holy Grail was not directly destroyed. Even Amakusa Shiro and Tokisada survived with the help of Semiramis and Shakespeare.