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

It is ironic that Irisviel, as an artificial human, possesses beauty that most humans do not have.

"Thank you, unknown person, for accompanying Illya along the way. This is the first time I've seen this child so close to someone."

"Look, she won't let go of your clothes even in her sleep. Even the maids in the Einzbern castle who take care of her don't get treated this way."

Pointing at Illya's little hand that was grabbing Aiwen's clothes, Irisviel giggled.

She had no suspicion of Aiwen, a man of unknown origin, and accepted his existence with a tolerant attitude.

"But is this child's Servant a caster? I used my clairvoyance magic to watch your battle earlier, and that powerful Servant seemed to have a bad temper. Can Illya get along well with him?"

The wife rubbed her cheek and seemed a little worried. Beside her, Saber seemed to have thought of something and spoke quickly.

"Irisviel, where is Kiritsugu now? I have something I need to discuss with him."

"Kiritsugu, he's asleep now. He didn't sleep all night yesterday and was in a very bad state, so I forced him to rest."

At this, Ellie clenched her hands worriedly.

"Is it urgent?"

"Yes, it's quite urgent, but there's no need to wake him up. Conserving your energy is the most important thing in war. Without a clear mind, nothing can be accomplished."

Gently denying his wife's idea of waking up her Master, Altria smiled mischievously.

"Besides, when he wakes up and sees his daughter appear before him, his expression will definitely be very interesting. Irisviel, don't you want to see it?"

"Ah, it seems like you and Kiritsugu have become much closer, Saber."

"Well, maybe it's because I realized that he actually has his own persistence and difficulties. I blamed myself for not wanting to understand him before. I will pay attention to this in the future."

"Yeah, that's great, Saber."

Irisviel nodded happily, turned around and waved to Aiwen and the others, indicating that they should follow her.

"In that case, there's no need to wake Illya. Let her sleep well. And by the way, can you tell me about yourself? I'm very interested in your story with Illya."

"I understand. I'd be happy to, Miss Irisviel."

Aiwen nodded.

"You don't have to be so distant. You can just call me sister."

"But based on my relationship with Illya, I should call you auntie, right?"

"It's my sister!"

Irisviel put her hands on her hips and pouted angrily.

Just as the title says, everyone. I am so sleepy today that I can't open my eyes. I can't write anything in this state. Let me sleep for a while and write after I wake up in a few hours.

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Chapter 134 Identity (Surface) Exposed?! (4k5)

As a result, Irisviel's coquettishness was completely ineffective.

Although Aiwen has always been gentle and has never stubbornly expressed resistance, he actually still does his own thing.

Saber believed that she could not do that, and she had no resistance to Irisviel's entanglement.

The harassment finally ended after Illya was safely placed on the big bed.

"Ah~ah, I give up. Why are you so stubborn? It's okay to call me sister."

The wife puffed up her cheeks and snorted, a little angrily.

She was now sitting on the edge of the bed, close to her daughter, embodying both maternal intimacy and girlish playfulness, exuding amazing charm.

Saber smiled and leaned against the doorway, watching the rare peaceful scene.

Aiwen just shook his head.

"No, I'm Illya's friend, so it's only right for me to call you auntie according to our seniority."

“But Auntie is so rude, and I’m only nine years old…” Irisviel muttered like a child.

In fact, she is indeed much younger than she looks. Her innocence is not a disguise, but proof of her limited worldly experience.

In a sense, Emiya Kiritsugu is truly deeply sinful.

"Well, if you don't want to shout, forget it. It's a pity, but I have a feeling you must be a cute child."

Irisviel hummed, and after patting Illya's head for the last time, she retracted her hospitable parental demeanor and stared at Aiwen with a serious look again.

If she was a loving mother and a cheerful girl before, now she finally has a bit of the composure of a warrior.

"Then it's time to talk about some adult, less pleasant topics."

"Can you tell me everything about your encounter with Illya, and what exactly this child is pursuing by participating in this Holy Grail War?"

The wife's expression was calm but mixed with a hint of worry.

The atmosphere became visibly colder, and the fun time just now seemed to be just a bubble. It was not until this moment that the real situation was revealed.

Aiwen had already been mentally prepared for this.

No matter how innocent and innocent Irisviel appears, she is not a real child and cannot easily trust an unknown stranger like Illya.

Irisviel saw the situation on the battlefield just now and Illya's dependence on him.

She was sure that Aiwen had no ill intentions and was grateful to him, but this had nothing to do with exploring him personally. There couldn't be even the slightest loophole, otherwise participating in the Holy Grail War would be ridiculous.

Prudence is the most basic quality. No one would make a decision without considering the consequences.

(Tokiomi: Ababa.)

"You're not an Einzbern android. Although the hair color is very similar, I can tell. If possible, can you tell me your name?"

Irisviel's words made Saber look at Aiwen in surprise, especially at the silver-white hair that was revealed.

The similar hair color also invisibly misled her judgment.

"Isn't that so? I thought he was a homunculus that Caster captured to take care of Illya."

"Hybrids don't display such rich emotions. Saber only stayed for half a day after being summoned before leaving the castle. She probably doesn't know us very well."

Placing her slender fingers on her chest, Irisviel explained the characteristics of Einzbern as if introducing herself.

"Illya and I are the only two special cases. Because of Kiritsugu's love, I became a special person who knows emotions. The rest of us are just following orders. You can't get any return for your investment of emotions in them."

"If a android was ordered to take care of Illya, she wouldn't volunteer to say anything beyond her daily needs. Such a person would definitely not be able to make Illya smile even in her sleep."

"Because there is no care, no love, only cold steps in their actions."

"I see. They're no different from the puppets of my time, except that they mimic humans in appearance?"

Saber recalled some of the soulless lives created by Morgan and had a general impression of the situation of Einzbern.

"But in that case, your identity is very strange." Saber looked at Aiwen. There was no hostility in her eyes, but she was indeed wary.

"This person shouldn't be around Illya. Will Caster allow a stranger to get close to his Master? Given his personality, I don't think that's possible."

"Or did Caster look down on Illya as a child and betray her from the very beginning?"

"And if you think about it, I still don't know what you look like. The shawl has always covered your face, and I can only see some scattered hair."

After losing the preset position for Aiwen, various doubts emerged, to the point where it was impossible not to be vigilant.

What was his purpose? Did he do anything to Illya? What did Gilgamesh think?

Saber has too many questions at this time.

But since he is a magician, his goal can only be the Holy Grail, not the Einzbern androids.

Although that randomly copied body is beautiful, it is no different from self-consolation without emotional feedback. What's more, Illya can only be described as cute now, not beautiful.

"Please answer my question. I'm afraid your purpose isn't simple. I need to assess its danger."

With her right hand loosely clenched and her left foot stepped forward, Saber's whole body tilted slightly. This was the posture that allowed her to react at the fastest speed.

"Saber, calm down."

Behind her, Irisviel showed an apologetic expression. The unintentional division of labor between the two was just right.

Irisviel could speak in a gentle tone, but as a bodyguard, Artoria had to consider the worst consequences, and it was perfectly reasonable for her to speak such harsh words.

One is tough and the other is gentle, one has a red face and the other has a white face.

The spacious and luxurious bedroom was filled with a tense atmosphere at this moment. Saber and Irisviel were both waiting for an answer.

In the center of their sight, Aiwen was very calm. He neither retaliated in anger nor felt wronged. The outside world's doubts were useless to him, just like trying to cut water with a knife.

Saber suddenly had an illusion, always feeling that she could see Merlin's impression from the person opposite her.

Just as mysterious, just as seemingly gentle, yet actually very different from ordinary people.

If you think about it carefully, he didn't do anything to disguise himself. It can be said that he had put his strangeness on the table from the very beginning. This person probably didn't care about their suspicions.

"Ewen," he said suddenly.

"Ugh?"

Faced with these sudden words, the wife and Saber did not react. They stared blankly at the person in front of them who needed to be vigilant.

"Miss Irisviel just asked my name, didn't she?"

His words were calm and composed, and in comparison, the nervous Saber and Airi were at a disadvantage.

"Oh, yes, I did ask this question." Irisviel turned her head away embarrassedly.

She didn't expect that the person in front of her could still talk to her so calmly under her questioning, which completely disrupted her pace.

But this is a good thing. Being willing to talk is never a bad thing, right?

Irisviel did have a good impression of the man in front of her, especially the scene where Illya leaned on him. This reminded her of her past, the time when she first followed Kiritsugu closely.

So she believed that as long as they deepened their understanding of each other, their vigilance would naturally subside.

"Aiwen... well, it's a good name, very nice."

The heavy air dissipated a little, and a smile appeared on Irisviel's face again. She clapped her hands and put them together at the side of her face.

"Well, although you may know the situation on my side, a formal introduction is still required."

"Hello, I am this child's mother—Irisviel. The knight next to you is the Saber of this war. For Illya's sake, let's get along well."

The lady first pointed at herself, then pointed at Altria beside her. The serious knight lady nodded in greeting when her eyes moved over.

Aiwen was glad that they thought so.

"Of course, I was planning to do this because of Illya's wish."

"A wish? Are you referring to the reason this child was chosen by the Holy Grail? I'm such an incompetent mother that I didn't even realize my child had such a strong wish."

Irisviel sighed deeply, she was worried.

It would naturally be a great happiness for her to see her daughter again before completing her mission, but this also meant opposition between her daughter and her husband.

The Holy Grail will not choose a Master with the same wishes, so the conflict between father and daughter is inevitable.

Even if they can help each other in the first half, can she really make the decision to choose a side when the war is coming to an end?

"But it's possible that my life will end before I even see that scene."

Irisviel smiled bitterly in her heart, comforting herself with words that she couldn't tell whether they were words of sadness or relief.

"Well, it's a simple and pure wish. But I'd better wait for Illya to tell you herself when she wakes up. I shouldn't interfere."

Aiwen did not intend to judge the family's complicated fate and tragic future. The only reason he was here was the girl's wish.

Illya on the bed turned over at this moment, mumbling something, as if agreeing with Aiwen.

It was very cute and brought a smile to everyone present.

"Then let's go to the next question, Aunt Irisviel."

"Hurry up. Be patient, be patient, Ellie. Now it's time to get down to business..."

After taking a few deep breaths, the wife squinted her eyes and forced a smile.