The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Can't you stay a little longer?"

"Illya...she just came here not long ago, right?"

“I want to stay, too.”

Emiya Kiritsugu turned around, and his eyes as dark as the night were filled with a bit more determination.

"But like I said before, I have to go back to Fuyuki City early."

"otherwise--"

"Then someone else might get the upper hand."

"..."

"..."

Silence, then staring at each other.

Irisviel was acutely aware of her husband's abnormality.

"Kiritsugu, do you have anything else to say?"

"If you have any, please say it all at once."

"Ellie."

Emiya Kiritsugu reached out and gently stroked his wife's snow-white hair.

"I want you to take Saber with you."

"..."

Irisviel’s eyes blossomed like flowers in an instant.

But she soon realized that her husband did not make this request for no reason.

After thinking about it, she had the answer.

"Kiritsugu, do you want me and her to cooperate with your actions?"

Perhaps knowing that he couldn't hide it, or perhaps thinking that there was no need to hide it from Irisviel, Emiya Kiritsugu nodded.

"Yes."

"The Holy Grail War cannot be separated from the presence of Servants."

"I plan to have you carry out activities under my identity from the beginning... This way, I won't be so noticeable."

“That’s what I think.”

Irisviel sighed, then supported her waist with both hands and responded energetically.

"I understand."

"I will take Saber and you away - but what about Illya?"

"If we all leave, there will be no one here to take care of her, right?"

"You can rest assured about this." Emiya Kiritsugu held Irisviel's hand, "I have already contacted your family."

"They...will send someone to live with Illya."

"So don't worry about her life."

“Is that so?” Irisviel nodded, “Then I feel relieved.”

"But we may have to leave secretly... otherwise, Illya will definitely cry her heart out."

"Well, it's up to you."

A rare moment of warmth appeared in Emiya Kiritsugu's cold eyes.

"Thank you, Ellie."

"I thought you would be very resistant to doing this."

“What are you talking about?” Irisviel hugged Emiya Kiritsugu.

"I already said it on the day of our wedding."

"No matter what, I will definitely support you firmly - I'm not kidding!"

at the same time.

Inside Irisviel's room.

Standing beside the bed, Altria was looking at Illya who was still jumping on the bed with a happy look on her face.

of course.

The image she saw was not Illya, but Mordred.

Although she was not her and Ian's biological child, Altria never neglected her once.

The feeling of taking care of a child is a rare experience in a girl's life.

Although it is indeed hard work, I have a very solid sense of happiness.

It is a treasure that can only be obtained by a "human". Even the "king"'s treasure house that houses all kinds of artifacts does not have it.

Apart from the years of secret meetings with Ian that are most treasured in her memory, this is the time that Altria loves most.

By the way——

What would it be like if there was a chance to have a child for Ian in the future?

If he were a boy, he would probably be as brave and hardworking as him, right?

As for girls, don’t be as plain as yourself. Dress up beautifully like Morgan, and he will definitely like you more.

But in that case, it seems that he must first change his bad habit of drinking in that place.

How can I make him like the normal posture?

A night raid or something like that might be a good idea?

Altria's post-marriage fantasies became so intense that she didn't notice that Illya had stopped in bed.

"Saber!" the little loli shouted.

Hearing this shout, Artoria finally woke up from her extremely warm fantasy and returned to the cold real world.

"Um...what's wrong?"

"Nothing~" Illya still looked cute.

"I just want to know where my mother went."

"..."

Without much hesitation, Altria responded directly.

"Oh... the Master has left for a while and will be back soon."

"That's it~"

Illya didn't make a fuss as Altria had imagined - it seemed that these things were normal for her.

She continued:

"That--"

"Mom said you're a Saber, so you should have your own weapon, right?"

"..."

Although she didn't know what Illya wanted to do by asking this question, Altria still conjured up her Noble Phantasm, the Golden Sword of Victory (Caliburn).

Looking at the extremely exquisite sword blade, the little Loli's eyes revealed a bit of strange interest.

Soon, she asked a question that Altria was not expecting.

“Saber——”

"How did you kill someone with this sword?"

284. Dai Mao remembered his words/The dark tide of the fourth war/Unexpected rejection (4k)

"..."

Altria's expression froze for a moment.

She wasn't like this because she heard the question, but she was shocked that Illya could ask such a question.

You have to know that Mordred, who was about the same age as her, would never say such a thing.

In an instant, Altria realized that there was a side of Illya in front of her that her acting Master Irisviel had not mentioned.

Although according to the relationship between Servant and Master, she shouldn't interfere in this matter.

but--

Looking at the little loli Illya who asked such a question with an innocent look on her face, Altria felt that it was necessary for her to say a few words.

After all, she had once been Mordred's mother, so she naturally couldn't ignore all this.

"Illya." Artoria tried her best to keep her emotions stable. "Why do you suddenly want to know this?"

"because--"

Illya looked at the golden sword of victory (Caliburn) in Altria's hand and smiled a smile that was hard to describe as that of an angel or a devil.

"This sword is very beautiful~"

"It would be even more beautiful if I could use it as a weapon and stab it into someone's body, right?"

"..."

Just these few simple words were enough to make Altria feel an indescribable chill.

It was a feeling that even the northern wind could not compare to, but now it was actually presented before her.

She was not afraid of the coldness, but she felt that it appeared on the wrong person.

This is not right.

This is quite wrong.

Altria's instinct told her that she couldn't let Illya continue thinking like this.

She hugged the other person and let the little loli sit on her lap.

Then, Artoria asked back in a very serious tone:

"Illya, why do you feel this way?"

“Why do I feel this way??”

Illya looked up, still looking as if she had no idea how terrible the words just said were.

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

"Swords and the like are supposed to be thrust into a person's body."

"That's not the case." Altria shook her head.

"If the sword pierces the body, it can kill the person."

"Eh?!"

Hearing this, Illya seemed to have discovered a new world.

She blinked her beautiful red eyes and uttered extremely strange words.

"So it can kill people? Then why am I fine?"

"..."

Altria never thought that she would fall into endless doubts because of a single sentence.

She realized that something must have happened to Illya that she was unaware of.

But if she tried to probe it, it would probably bring back bad memories for her.