In Zongman, the evil spirits are eliminated physically.

Xiang Yu killed Illya's fantasy within the illusion. "My Lord is the supervisor of this Holy Grail War and will not participate in the competition or fighting. Therefore, there is no possibility that I can cooperate with my Lord and subsequently win the Holy Grail War."

"No."

Illya's eyes widened in surprise. "Big Brother clearly defeated that super disgusting octopus monster, but Big Brother wasn't even a participant in the Scallop War."

"To have someone as formidable as Big Brother oversee the battles and participate in the Scallop Wars, what powerful individuals must they be? I really want to meet them."

"can."

Holding Illya steady on his shoulders, Xiang Yu walked to a huge mirror. Xiang Yu, dressed like a Terminator, and Illya, with white hair and a white dress like a little princess, standing together always made people think of a movie.

With her head tilted adorably, her soft white hair fell down and draped over her shoulders, Illya looked at herself and Xiang Yu in the mirror in confusion. Ouyang Sun behind her looked at Ai Li, while Ai Li covered her face with her hands with a painful expression, and let out a faint cry like a small animal.

"This child wasn't this stupid before. Why, why has she become so stupid now? Is it because I have no talent for raising children? Will keeping a child around make them stupider? No, Kiritsugu, please come back soon, otherwise our daughter will really go down a strange path and never return."

Yang Nai was obviously trying to hold back her laughter, and she kept slapping Ouyang Xuan's arms to vent her feelings, while Hei Honghong was very straightforward and did not hide her disgusting look at all. Ouyang Xuan was looking at Ai Li. Illya could not see Ouyang Xuan's expression in the mirror, but Illya felt that it was a kind of helplessness.

Obviously, Illya didn't react to what happened. Her cute big eyes blinked and sparkled with clarity. She looked at Xiang Yu beside her. Illya couldn't see through things, so of course she couldn't see what Xiang Yu said in his eyes.

"You are the Master of this Holy Grail War, Illya."

Ouyang Xuan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Eh? Eh!"

First there was confusion, then exclamation. Illya pointed at her face, her expression changing several times, and finally an expression of embarrassment that made her tap her toes on the ground appeared on her face.

Illya remembered that she was also a master. In the past two days, because her body had recovered and her mood had improved a lot, she accidentally put aside the very unimportant fact that she was a master.

“Hahahahaha…”

Illya smiled awkwardly.

"Illya, do you still remember your father who fought hard for you?"

Ai Li said resentfully.

"Of course I remember!"

Illya forgot.

Illya entered the art museum and patted her chest, saying that she remembered this incident. A happy atmosphere suddenly spread and everyone became happy.

"It's all...it's all Mom's fault."

Illya used the blame game, "Dad and Mom have been hiding a lot of things from me, so I just can't remember them all of a sudden."

"I haven't even seen my Servant yet, so of course I don't remember this very clearly. I was completely confused at the time."

Because of Chloe's appearance, Emiya Kiritsugu and Airi did not let Illya meet her while she was sober. It was not clear whether it was because of the so-called rule that you cannot meet another me in the world, or because they did not want Illya, who was sick at the time, to see the healthy Chloe.

"Although I have never seen one, I have imagined what my Servant would look like. Although my parents never told me what my Servant would look like, all the maids have told me a few words."

Illya took out a painting. The lines on it were distorted and the colors were chaotic. One could only barely make out a giant man with black skin and red eyes holding a black sword.

Illya was very confident in her painting skills. This was a drawing based on the maids' words and a lot of her own imagination. Regarding the impression of her Servant, Illya said proudly:

"The maids told me that my Servant has dark skin, red eyes, and a black sword as his weapon. They didn't tell me how big the sword is, but since a Servant fights a lot, the weapons need to be big. And then, the maids said that my Servant is a little crazy and has attacked ordinary people. So he must be Basaka!"

Looking at the painting that Illya showed, everyone remembered what Ellie said: Chloe looked exactly like Illya, except that her skin was a healthy wheat color. She could be said to be a dark-skinned version of the athlete Illya. Then they looked at this dark-skinned strong man.

Rumors are really deadly. Even the drawing of herself by Illya in the mirror was not so outrageous. Chloe's dagger turned into a stone sword.

"If it's this image, it's indeed more in line with the image of someone battling a painful disease."

Hei Honghong said.

"With pain and illness?"

Illya was puzzled and asked, "Could it be that my Servant is a sickly type? How amazing! He was able to fight and defeat several enemies despite his sick body. He is worthy of the cooperation between my Servant and my father."

After finishing speaking, Illya immediately thought of Ouyang Sun beside her and added: "Big brother and Basaka are also very powerful, and, as powerful as dad!"

"What are you talking about? Your Servant is to bear your-"

Hei Honghong noticed something and was interrupted by Ai Li just as she started to speak.

"Ah, there's an exhibition of Beethoven's original music over there. Mr. Ou, Illya, let's go take a look."

As she spoke, Ai Li gestured for Xiang Yu to follow her. After receiving Ouyang Xuan's approving look, Xiang Yu raised his foot and was pulled away by Ai Li with Illya on his shoulders.

If the music score was only on display as a piece of paper, it would be boring and passers-by wouldn't be able to understand it. So the art museum also placed a piano in front of the music score. Yang No volunteered to play, and Illya clapped her hands to support Yang No.

"She doesn't know that her Servant bears her pain."

Ouyang Xuan asked Ai Li.

"Ah."

Ellie nodded with difficulty. "Illya is a very kind child. If she knew that another child who looked like her was suffering as if it were an unprovoked disaster, she would be very upset."

"Don't you magicians treat Heroic Spirits and Servants as tools? Why do you still care so much about what your tools think?"

"As for Illya, we don't want her to become a magician. We just want her to live an ordinary life."

"so."

Based on Ouyang Falcon's understanding of the Eurobari world, this decision of Emiya Kiritsugu and Eri was shocking. If Illya did not become a magician to inherit the family's magic and magic circuits, it would mean that the Einzbern family would be extinct. Only a family head like Emiya Kiritsugu, who had ascended to the throne through thundering means and bloodshed, could do this.

For a magician, passing on their magic and magic circuits is the most important thing. Offspring and descendants are meaningless. This is evident from the deep love that Kiritsugu Emiya and Airi have for Illya.

Father’s love is like a mountain and mother’s love is like the sea. Maybe that’s how it is.

This also made Ouyang Sun's impression of Emiya Kiritsugu slightly better. His previous impression of Emiya Kiritsugu might be an Indian roadside stall, but now it can at least be considered an Indian snack bar. Although it is not big, it is also an improvement.

According to our reporter from Vienna, the heavy rainfall is continuing to intensify. The Danube River in the city has overflowed and caused minor flooding. Citizens are advised to stay indoors and away from the Danube River. All residents near the Danube River have been evacuated.

Standing by the window, looking at the magic power in the sky that had become as thick as solidified dark clouds, Ouyang Jun felt a little uneasy. At this time, anyone from the other world, even a blind man could see that something was about to happen in Vienna. The water droplets falling from the sky were crystallizations of magic power with corrosive and erosive properties. This kind of thing, like acid rain, might not harm buildings, flowers and plants, but it would cause great harm to living things. Ouyang Jun watched a blue bird being knocked to the ground by the heavy rain, and then it died as if it had lost its vitality.

"Brother Taoist."

"That's fine. This matter is handled by the local inner world organization in Vienna. Our intervention would simply be overstepping our authority."

Faced with Hei Honghong's concern, Ouyang Xuan did not show his uneasiness.

"Can this city's otherworldly power handle this crisis?"

Hei Honghong said: "Although we don't know where that thing came from, it's possible that it appeared suddenly and had such an impact on a large city, so its original strength must be quite strong."

Although Vienna is the first city in southern Germany and the second city in the German region, this city is not famous for bravery but for art. The long-term peace has also made the local power not strong. Many people regard Vienna as a place to vacation or retire. The powerful and ambitious members of the Teutonic Knights also choose to work in northern Germany. Not to mention Vienna, even the military force of the entire southern Germany is in a weak state.

"Then I will take you away and protect you and Yang Nori."

"I will also protect Taoist brother!"

Hei Honghong patted her chest excitedly, "People used to say that a husband should protect his wife, but as Brother Taoist's lover and future wife, I also have the ability to protect Brother Taoist. Even the other person who eats his rice for free thinks the same way."

"Xiaobai will be sad."

"Who cares about her?"

Hei Honghong waved his hand indifferently.

"I care."

As Ouyang Falcon spoke, his hand reached out to the dark red cheek. Even the most cool and handsome queen would have a soft and warm face. "I care about all of you. Xiaobai is family. You can't say that about Xiaobai."

Ouyang Xuan, who said this, did not realize the meaning behind his words. He really agreed with what Hei Honghong said about Bai Honghong being a freeloader. However, Bai Honghong would not care about such things, because she herself could not hear the meaning behind Ouyang Xuan's words. She only felt that the Taoist brother cared about her very much and liked her.

No one in the group noticed the interaction between Ouyang Jun and Hei Honghong, except for Hayasaka Nao, who had a very low presence and was following at the end of the group.

He is completely different from when we first met. Lord Ou has also changed a lot. He can melt ice sculptures and collapse snow mountains. Is this the power of love?

Looking at Ouyang Jun saying words that he would never have said a few years ago, and doing intimate face-touching gestures that he would never have dared to think of a few years ago, even Hayasaka Nao couldn't help but sigh that time flies so fast. The young and cold Taoist priest back then has become a master in the love field. He has been taught by his lovers to become like his lovers. Ouyang Jun has become someone who can't live without his lovers.

104

Chapter 104 I’m going to explode with you guys!

Because what was happening in the sky over Vienna at that moment really had nothing to do with him, Ouyang Jun was a rule-abiding person and he would not get involved in such cross-border affairs. After being pressed into the corner by Hei Honghong and inhaled by her, and then being smelled by Yang Nai and inhaled by her as well, Ouyang Jun put the matter aside. He didn't know if Yang Nai's teeth had gotten better recently, as she actually bit the corner of Ouyang Jun's mouth.

Seeing that Ouyang Falcon had recovered, Yang Nai also felt better. After getting a flag from somewhere, Yang Nai began to act as an art museum guide. Although it was Yang Nai's first time to visit this art museum located inside the airport, fortunately, the exhibits in this art museum were all very famous German art exhibits. Relying on the knowledge she learned at home, Yang Nai could really serve as an amateur guide.

Ouyang Falcon didn't want to worry about the matter in the sky. After all, his only duty in this city was to supervise the Holy Grail War. As long as this matter had nothing to do with the Holy Grail War, he didn't need to intervene. Wouldn't it be better to just relax and have fun with his lovers? After all, the main purpose of coming to Europa was to find the horse that Kiritsugu Emiya gave to Illya. After completing the main quest, the rest was just fun.

"Big brother, we can paint oil paintings here. Come and paint one with me. When you come home, I can also see you through the paintings."

Although Ouyang Xuan said that he could choose a camera if he wanted to take a souvenir, Illya said righteously that it must be a portrait. Only a portrait can condense thoughts and emotions, and what is happening at the moment should be recorded with a brush. Just pressing the shutter is soulless.

Unexpectedly, in this regard, Illya is even more traditional and conservative like a magician than Ellie. Ellie next to her also said that taking pictures is better, and there is no need to sit and pose all the time, just click the camera.

In the end, the group of adults still couldn't persuade Illya. Under the command of the painter with a mustache, a group of people were either sitting or standing on chairs, posing like classical oil paintings. Ouyang Sun was not interested in this kind of portrait, but Yang Nai and Hei Honghong were. If lovers have this idea and interest, Ouyang Sun can't run away.

Ouyang Jun sat in the middle of the chair, with Hei Honghong and Yang Noi on his left and right. Ai Li was sitting on a small sofa holding Illya, and Hayasaka Nao and Xiang Yu in maid outfits were standing behind them like maids and butlers. This perfect composition made the painter admire again and again, saying that this was a beautiful scene like a painting of a royal family in the 600th century. He must record this beautiful picture, and he could also give Ouyang Jun a discount on the remuneration afterwards, only euros. Of course, Ouyang Jun, who was being painted, had no idea that he had to pay this money.

As an important source of income for the Vienna Airport Art Museum, after reaping many Western suckers, it finally welcomed the Eastern suckers. In order not to give Ouyang Xuan and his party a chance to regret, the painter wielded his brush very quickly, quickly painting the faces and clothes of Ouyang Xuan and his party on the canvas, which had already been roughly outlined.

Whether at home or abroad, there are always scams in scenic spots. The only difference is that the scam may be a grilled sausage for 50 yuan, or a glass bracelet handmade by authentic Roman craftsmen in Yiwu for 50 euros. Of course, it can also be a digital oil painting in which everything except your face and clothes is pre-painted. The painter only needs to change the base according to your number, and then ask you to strike the same pose according to the template.

On the other hand, Ouyang Xuan and his companions, who were leisurely painting in the warm, windless and rainless art museum, had no idea that the banks of the Danube were gradually becoming a den of dragons and tigers.

"Manager, haven't the people from Berlin arrived yet?"

On the bank of the Danube River, there was a tent that was fixed with magic to prevent it from being washed away by heavy rain. Joel walked in while shaking off the water on his body.

"have not reach yet."

The store manager that Joel mentioned is the boss of an assassination organization called the Garden of Thorns under the Teutonic Knights. He is a middle-aged man with a haggard appearance.

"Now the magical power in the Danube and in the sky is becoming more and more intense. Once it explodes, half of Vienna will be razed to the ground, and everyone in Vienna will die."

Joel said excitedly: "If we can't solve it, then at least we should move the residents out of Vienna."

"No, Blair."

The store manager slowly shook his head. "Relocating a city of millions is no small undertaking, and the current situation doesn't allow us to do so. Forcing ordinary citizens to evacuate in a rainstorm rife with corrosive magic is murder, Blair."

"I was inconsiderate, Manager."

Joel lowered his head in frustration.

"No, it's remarkable that you're willing to use your brain to think of a solution to the current situation, Blair."

"Store manager..."

Yoel spoke cautiously, "Are you calling me stupid, Manager?"

"No, you are the most reliable soldier in our organization, Blair."

"That's good, that's good. I said Mr. Ou judges people by their appearance. How could I be a fool?"

"That gentleman from the East must be right, Blair," the store manager thought to himself. He still remembered when he first saw the internal medical examination data of the organization and saw that the column for Yoel's intelligence was written as 2, he thought it was a mistake, but after double-checking, he realized that it was really only 2.

"Because of this heavy rain, all transportation in Berlin is unusable. After our colleagues in Berlin gather, they will fly to Graz and then rush from Graz to Vienna. The earliest they can arrive is tomorrow morning."

"But the magicians of the Knights estimate that the magic brewing in the sky will be ready between tonight and tomorrow morning."

"That's our fight, Blair."

The store manager's words were to the point, and his meaning was very clear: even if it meant death, we must fight to the last moment.

"But there's no need to be so pessimistic, Blair."

Seeing Yoel's expression gradually becoming serious, the store manager smiled and said, "Although our strength is not enough, don't forget that there are still people who can help us in this city. That elven magician and the warrior from the East can both help us."

"Miss Lulutia might be able to help us, but as for Mr. Ou, he came to help us last time because of an order from the mainland. He probably has no position or reason to help us this time."

"Then we just give him a reason."

"Should we go to the consulate to sign now?"

Joel was thinking of formal procedures, but the store manager obviously didn't think so.

"You're planning to go and get the Consul's signature, right, Manager?"

Joel asked again.

"Blair, sometimes, it's okay to be a little dirty. After all, everyone out there has their own unspoken rules for protecting their own turf."

The store manager said mysteriously.

"Let's talk about work here."

The store manager asked Yue Er to sit down and handed her a cup of coffee. "Let's talk about something relaxing. When are you planning to get married, Blair?"

"Ugh, cough, cough!!"