Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

Chapter 104 My Name is Illyasviel

Aiwen's eyebrows trembled when he was called, but he still did not wake up.

The voice of the person calling him was cute and sinister. She should be around fourteen years old, but strangely, her tone was mature like a sage who saw through everything.

"...He was sleeping so soundly, and seemed so happy. I couldn't bear to yell at him anymore."

The girl sighed, bent down to push down the hem of her skirt, and sat down next to Aiwen.

She bent her legs and looked at the quiet sleeping face of the "special time traveler" on her left in an endearing and cute manner.

I don't mean to disturb you, but I don't want to leave.

"After all, it's so rare to see life here. I'm really happy. Anyway, there's still so much time, so much that it's annoying. Instead of spending it in a daze, I might as well look at this beautiful face."

At this, the silver-haired girl smiled wickedly, her ruby-red eyes fixed on Aiwen, refusing to move away for a moment.

"Illya is so lucky today to have encountered such a miracle. It's true that if you live long enough, anything is possible."

"I'm so envious that you can sleep so peacefully. Illya won't let you go after you wake up. You must have a good chat with me. I can talk for three days and three nights about what I want to say."

"..."

The girl who called herself Illya spoke in a very low voice, and Aiwen was not disturbed at all. Or maybe he didn't feel threatened. In any case, his sweet dream continued.

"Ah."

Leaning her face on her bent knees, Illya tilted her head and watched quietly, calmly and expectantly, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised while waiting.

It was as if she was also infected with happiness.

"That's great! It turns out that waiting for others to wake up can also make me happy. Or is it because there is someone waiting for me to wake up, even if she is a stranger, that I will be happy?"

Could it be that for her, seeing others fall asleep would also be a kind of happiness?

There was no answer, but this strangely beautiful atmosphere of harmony continued.

There is no concept of day and night in the sky of this world. It always remains dimly lit. The sky and earth are so vast that people can't help but feel insignificant.

But for Illya who was waiting, the breathing sound beside her was so noticeable that it overwhelmed the whole world.

Time passed by minute by minute, until another breeze blew, and the comfortable chill finally made Aiwen move.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was no longer the gray world, but the real blue sky.

I blinked, then closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the air filling my imaginary body. The subtle sounds in my ears were so pleasant.

"call."

He exhaled slowly, as if letting out all the accumulated waste emotions along with the air.

Before he even opened his eyes, Aiwen couldn't help but chuckle. For him, just such a peaceful sleep was enough.

Just like a vehicle that has been filled with fuel, it can now continue to drive towards an unknown destination.

“I am lucky to have come across such a place.”

Aiwen opened his eyes with emotion, but his vision was hazy. The blue sky and white clouds were gone, replaced by a lovely and gentle smiling face.

She squatted on the ground with her hands on her chin, leaning forward and staring at Aiwen, her eyes full of curiosity and a meaningful smile on her face.

"......?" Aiwen looked at her doubtfully, not knowing how to start the conversation.

So the person on the other side greeted him with a smile first.

"Hello, big sister, are you finally awake? Did you have a good dream just now? Anyway, can you talk to me now?"

A series of questions were uttered quickly, and this lively performance reminded Aiwen of Elquet's smiling face for a moment.

'I wonder how she is doing now.'

The thought flashed through his mind, and Aiwen looked at the girl in front of him, organizing his words with some effort.

But the girl did not urge him, but continued to wait with a kind attitude.

"Okay, I haven't chatted with anyone in a long time."

"Well, we're very similar in that respect. Meeting an unrelated human being in this post-destruction world is something Illya wouldn't even dream of."

"Oh, by the way, my name is Illyasviel von Einzbern. What's yours, big sis?"

Pretending to be a cute and good child, Illya happily waited for the answer.

In fact, considering the years she has experienced, it is almost impossible for her to meet someone older than her, but she feels that someone who is cute and lively and in line with her age is more suitable for communication than a little adult with deep words.

Perhaps it would arouse the maternal instinct in the person before him? Just like Irisviel's mother.

In Illya's opinion, the person in front of her must be someone from the magic world like her, either a modified body or a cyborg, because how could an ordinary person be so beautiful!

"I should ask her carefully. It would be great if she knew something about the outside world."

Illya thought happily.

"Evindon Uberelle Oselheide, whatever you call me."

"Okay, then I'll call you Sister Euberelle."

Seeing that the conversation had settled into a normal rhythm, Illya became even happier and couldn't wait to ask questions.

But Aiwen's next words broke all her plans.

"Besides, I'm a man."

He said it seriously, and Illya tilted her head strangely after hearing it.

"Ugh?"

The two looked at each other, and the seriousness in Aiwen's eyes was instilled into her without reservation. Illya could swear by her height that the other party was definitely not joking.

"Ugh!!!"

……

"Ahem, sorry, Brother Youbo Aile, I was too arbitrary on my part."

The two of them were sitting face to face at this time, and Illya's face was full of regret.

Of course, this was caused by the failure of her prepared plan and her plan to act cute. Now she would not react at all to such a small matter as mistaking someone's gender.

"It's okay. It's a pleasure to be able to talk to someone. Please feel free to ask any questions. I will answer all the questions I know."

There was a kind of heavy warmth under Aiwen's calm face. Illya could feel the cherishment without having to say it out loud.

"Really? Is it enough to be happy just to chat with people?"

These words instantly struck Illya's heart. She lowered her eyes and was silent for a while, then looked at Aiwen with a hint of intimacy in her eyes.

"So you are the same as me..." she whispered to herself.

"Ms. Einzbern?"

"fine."

Illya shook her head gently, her attitude becoming calmer than before, but for some reason, Aiwen felt that this was the sign of the other party letting down their guard.

"Then let me ask first, Youbo Aile, how is the world outside now? It should be prosperous, right?"

Chapter 105: Magical Girl Defeates Magician

"outside world?"

Hearing this, Aiwen glanced at the now vast and empty world and nodded in understanding.

"You said before that this is a destroyed world, right? So we are actually in a world egg that looks like a mustard seed?"

"Ah! As expected, you're also a magician like Rin and Luvia. This makes things much more convenient."

Illya was happily shaking her upper body with her eyes slightly closed. She was as friendly as if she was with a friend.

This time Aiwen was surprised.

"So, is Miss Einzbern also a magician?"

He knew very well what kind of humanoid creatures magicians were. It was a rare miracle that he could meet Qingzi and Youzhu, two different species that he got along well with. Could it be that the girl in front of him was another rebellious exception?

However, Illya gave a negative answer. She poked her face with her fingers in a funny way, and her tone was a little strange.

"No, it's a little close, but I'm not a magician. The more appropriate title is magical girl."

"...Magical girl?"

"Yes, I bring hope to the innocent, protection to everyone around me, and safety to the world. This is me, a magical girl."

Illya patted her chest proudly. Her frank attitude was admirable.

"I used to be shy about calling myself a magical girl in front of others, but not anymore. I saved everyone and the world, and that's something I should be proud of. I believe in the meaning of being a magical girl and am on the right path."

"So no matter who asks, I can loudly announce this fact to the whole world: Illya is a magical girl who is here to help everyone."

"Well, there's no one else in the world right now."

The girl smiled shyly, throwing aside the shamelessness of her previous boasting.

Aiwen clapped his hands in a somewhat moved manner. The will in Illya's words was so noble and without falsehood, and it was as valuable as gold.

It was this kind of beautiful thing that he loved, a vision whose brilliance would not fade even after a thousand years.

"Pah-pah-pah."

"Is this the definition of a magical girl?" Aiwen felt that she understood.

"I'm really not the same kind of person as a magician. I'm sorry, but it's an insult to you to think Miss Illya is a magician."

"Ah, that's not necessarily the case. There are still some good people among magicians, though they are few and far between."

Illya quickly corrected herself, and at the same time apologized to Rin, Luvia, and Miyu's brother in her heart, because they were scolded because of her.

"Ahem, let's get back to the topic."

Illya coughed twice and brought the topic back to the topic.

"First, tell me what the world outside is like now. Is it a peaceful and beautiful world? Can people survive and support themselves?"

There was anticipation and a hint of uneasiness in the look he gave Aiwen.

Although she had persuaded Pandora to open the Box of Disaster and changed the fate of the world not long ago, she was unable to witness the final result with her own eyes.

Miyu, her mother, father, brother, and everyone else in the school were saved? She desperately wanted to know.

"Please tell me, Mr. Euberer, since you are not an ordinary person, you must know something."

She asked with a trembling voice. Aiwen could feel Illya's eagerness, but he could only pour cold water on it.

"Ms. Einzbern, I don't have an answer to your question. I'm a walker between realms, and the world is a plural concept to me."

For a moment, Illya had a bad feeling.

She felt empty inside, as if she was standing on the edge of a cliff and fell down.

"I don't know which world you belong to. Parallel worlds are constantly being created and destroyed. If you want to find a specific world among them, it's impossible without fate."

Aiwen never lies, so no matter how tactful his tone, his answer was as sharp as a sword.

"Yes...that's right. There's nothing we can do about it. You don't have to mind it."

Expectations were dashed, and the inevitable loss filled Illya's heart.

She silently stood up, turned her back and remained silent for several seconds, looking up at the sky, her whole body filled with sadness, not knowing what she was missing.

Aiwen watched quietly. He had no intention of going forward to comfort her, nor did he need to. The girl in front of him was definitely not porcelain that would break easily. Her spirit had long been tempered steel.

Sure enough, after just a moment, Illya returned to her previous cheerful expression.

Instead of forgetting it, she faced the loss and accepted it.

"There's no other way. I'll just have to keep waiting. I believe one day, there will be an opportunity."