[Comprehensive] BE saves the world

When we finally drifted with the hearse... bah bah bah bah, when the speeding car arrived at the destination, El-Melloi II's face was ashen, and he had obviously entered the state of his soul leaving his body.There was a suspicious sound of vomiting from the sleeve of Gray's right hand (although the magic dress does not vomit), and Gray himself is worthy of being King Arthur's human body (...), although he is holding on to the armrest in the car, his expression It was also slightly pale (...), but still gave me a strong smile.

"Okay, that's amazing..." Her slender hands trembled slightly, "I didn't even bump into anyone..."

"I've said it all, I'm very skilled." I turned around and blinked at Gray.

"Mr. Lancer is also very powerful." The girl peeked at Cu Chulainn who was standing beside him, "There is nothing wrong... Should I be called a Heroic Spirit? I still need to exercise."

Lancer scratched his head when he heard the words, he didn't know what he recalled and showed a miserable expression: "Well, it may be because my master is used to training me in a very aggressive way, and I don't know how many times I was kicked off the cliff by her , I'm used to this level of stimulation. And I was forced to accompany the Heroic Spirit racing a few times (whispering: I can't understand why someone would let Berserker drive after all)... How should I put it, get used to it."

I recalled the Chaldean summer swimsuit event in a certain year, and I also showed a look of sympathy.

What Ishtar Racing Cup... Please don't do it a second time.Refuse to copy, copy is bad civilization.

Although Gray didn't know why, he still showed a look of admiration: "That's it... Heroic spirits are really powerful."

"Okay, here we are." I pulled out the car key neatly, and patted the shoulder of the Second King who seemed to be still bowing his head, "Get out of the car, teacher, this is our residence for a while."

Lancer got out of the car to pick up the luggage, and Gray also went to help. I took my suitcase from the girl, only then did I hear a flurry of footsteps from the side—El-Melloi II finally carried a With a pale face, the last one got out of the car.He stood unsteadily by my side, glanced at the dwelling in front of him with a trance-like gaze, and frowned subconsciously.

"Lady, have you booked a homestay? The Association of Magicians should have prepared a place for us. Why do you need to book an extra room? Such a large room should cost a lot of money, and won't it cause trouble to the owner of the house? ?”

I raised my hand and pressed the doorbell, and then I turned around and smiled brightly at the Second King.

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

There was a vague call from the young man inside the door, as if he was shouting "Daddy, I'm busy, you go and open the door." Amidst the sound of gentle footsteps, I smiled brighter at the second generation, showing my mouth. white teeth.

"Neither money nor trouble to the master, because—"

Under the vigilant eyes of the second emperor who wrote "I have a bad feeling" all over his face, the door of the residence suddenly opened.The second's eyes subconsciously moved from my face, and when they fell on the face of the man who opened the door...

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

...Screaming out a juvenile voice.

"Huhahahahaha!!!" I patted my thigh and laughed like a cave king, "That's right! I just want to see this!!! Yes! That's it!!!"

I just want to see his cute face!Mmmmm! !It's this expression that caught off guard and saw his own psychological shadow and was frightened with tears in the corners of his eyes and trembling! ! !Super cute--! ! !

The psychological shadow of El-Melloi II—Emiya Kiritsugu took the cigarette from his mouth, showing a helpless expression.After all, he is a mature social person. He didn't comment too much on us, but turned to one side.

"Come in." His tone was completely unlike that of the ruthless magician killer back then, "Just give me your luggage—Illya has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Don't worry, I brought a gift for Illya, she will definitely like it." I smiled at Emiya Kiritsugu, put my arms around El-Melloi II's arm, and turned around to greet Grey, " Grey, this is Emiya Kiritsugu, my friend's father, the owner of this house, we will all live in his house during this Holy Grail War. Kiritsugu, I won't introduce you to lancer, this is Lord El-Melloi II is my teacher and my boyfriend, and this super cute girl is his student, named Gray, who is here to help the teacher."

Grey hastily saluted Emiya Kiritsugu, and when she raised her head she used too much force so that the hood slid back slightly, revealing her face that resembled King Arthur, which made Emiya Kiritsugu subconsciously take a small step back, A bitter look appeared on his face.His lips moved, as if swallowing a "truth", but he didn't say anything, but simply nodded.

"Come in, just treat it as your own home." His eyes paused on Gray's slightly uneasy face, and he looked away and added, "Frederica helped our family's big family before. Busy, her friends are just like our friends. The shoes are placed in the entrance, and you can come in without slippers."

"Okay, okay!" Gray's uneasiness finally eased a little, she looked at Kiritsugu, and whispered to me, "That's great, the master of this house is a good person..."

The monarch, the last participant in the Holy Grail War, was killed by the person in front of him, the teacher, and was almost killed by the curry stick of the servant of the person in front of him. Hearing these words, King El-Melloi II immediately uttered an earth-shattering cry Cough.

I patted II on the back pityingly, showing an understanding expression.

I understand, I understand.Who would have thought that the notorious magician killer, who was all-powerful, cold-blooded and ruthless back then, would turn into such a gentle and useless squatting at home ten years later.

Even if I already knew what he looked like in the original work, when I saw him for the first time, I was quite frightened by his tender and affectionate appearance.

El-Melloi II slapped my hand away, lifted his face flushed from coughing, and showed me an angry boyish expression.Probably because I was angry that I deliberately watched a good show without telling him.I quickly put my hands together, made a pitiful expression begging for mercy, and kept blinking at him, trying to pass the test with cuteness.

Seeing me like this, he became even angrier. He raised his hand and wanted to give me a shudder, but the fingers that fell down lightened his force, and he just knocked lightly, and then put down his hand.I carefully opened one eye and looked over, but what I met was his angry and funny expression.

"Forget it." His tone was somewhat compromised, "It's not the first day I know how nasty you are."

I laughed "hehehe", grabbed his hand and shook it, and made a guilty voice: "You are the best."

He really couldn't be angry now.I seized the opportunity to rub my forehead against his shoulder, then turned around and strode towards the door.

"too slow!"

As soon as I entered the living room, I was greeted by a thick and soft big pillow, and a girl's very unhappy voice.I caught the pillow that had slipped from my face with both hands, and smiled softly at the silver-haired girl who was standing in the middle of the living room with a dissatisfied expression.

"For the sake of my coming, forgive me, Illya?"

"Humph!"

The girl crossed her hands in front of her chest, turned her head away angrily, but quietly opened one crimson eye to look at me, and after a long while kicked the cushion under her feet, she reluctantly stretched out a hand towards me.

"Okay... okay, if you return the pillow to me, I will forgive you."

I couldn't bear the cuteness of this little cutie, so I couldn't help but flew over, hugged the girl and the pillow together, and rubbed against her as she protested, "Put me down". Rubbed her face and hugged her in a big circle.

"Illya, you are still so cute~!"

Ilya blushed from being rubbed against me, she grabbed my hair in dissatisfaction, tugged it gently, and then opened her mouth.

"You are still so strange, Fleur." She sighed like a little adult, "Really, you clearly promised to come to see me...why did you come so late."

I was taken aback for a moment, and then gently stroked her soft silver hair.

"I'm sorry, Illya." I said softly, "I still have things to do... No, I'm really sorry for making you wait so long."

No matter how many reasons there are, I have never fulfilled my promise to this child.

So, just saying sorry is enough here.

Sorry to keep you waiting for me for so long.

"Forget it..." Ilya's voice also weakened, she stretched out her hands, wrapped around my waist, and leaned her face against my waist, "Anyway, you came at the end. I forgive you, Fleur."

I lowered my eyes and stroked the child's head again and again.

I always knew that Illya was a very gentle child.No matter how long I let her down, she will forgive me if I come.

So, I'm sorry, I've been taking advantage of this tenderness to let a child like you indulge my waywardness, I'm really sorry.

The one who broke the silence was the orange-haired boy who came out of the kitchen. He had short messy hair and he was carrying a large tray with several glasses filled with drinks.He was obviously taken aback when he saw so many people suddenly appearing in the room, but soon he showed a cheerful smile and asked us to sit down.

"You are Ilya's sister and her guests, right?" He put down the cup in front of our eyes after we sat down, "Sorry, I don't know what you like to drink, so I made black tea on my own... Well, this way this Would you like some orange juice?"

Grey, who was asked by the boy, raised his head and lowered the brim of his hat subconsciously: "That, that, black tea is fine... Thank you..."

I raised my eyebrows and looked at Ilya: "Sister?"

Leaving aside the age of the soul, the age of the body is obviously older than you, Illya?

"Of course it's my sister." Iliasviel von Einzbern gave me a heavy blow on the side with a smile, "How do you think you're all my sister, Frederica?"

"Ouch."

I silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood, and nodded in resignation.

Yaoshou, how did I forget that Illya's character is to pretend to be tender...

"That's it." The orange-haired boy nodded and smiled at me, "Although we have met on video several times before, this is the first time to meet officially like this. Hello, I am Shiro Emiya. Nice to meet you, Frederica."

"Nice to meet you, too." I subconsciously clenched my hands, trying to show my most natural smile.

This sentence is true.

I'm really, really happy to see Emiya Shiro.This is the boy I have only seen in games, animations, and manga.The center of this fate series, the original male protagonist.Adopted son of Emiya Kiritsugu, younger brother of Ilyasviel, past of Emiya, partner of justice... Shirou Emiya.

The teenager I used to really, really adore and love.

I was really, really happy to see him.I'm so happy I'm about to jump up from here.

However, my well-trained acting skills still allowed me to contain my excitement well. Except for El-Melloi II who gave me an extra look, no one else seemed to notice any major problems—at least Emiya Shirou didn't notice it at all.The orange-haired boy nodded and stood up holding the tray.It was only then that I noticed that he was still wearing an apron.

"I prepared dinner, everyone has worked hard from afar, let's eat here tonight." He scratched his face a little embarrassedly as he spoke, "Although all the preparations are Western dishes, they are not delicious. I know if it suits your taste..."

"No problem!" I subconsciously refuted him, and I realized that I was a little excited when the words came out, and I couldn't help coughing, "Well, I heard Ilya and Kiritsugu say that your cooking is delicious...I believe you .It's sure to be fine."

What a joke!You are housekeeping a—the future housekeeping ex!Relying on one's own strength (plus Boudica and Yuzao) to support the men of the entire Chaldea! ! !One person propped up a gourmet fan called Emiya's Fan! ! !How could I not trust your cooking skills! ! !

"Is that so?" Emiya Shirou blinked, showing a look of embarrassment, "Then, I will continue to work. You talk first."

The orange-haired boy turned around and walked towards the kitchen. He was very concealed but he clenched his fists clearly, his face became full of fighting spirit, and he said in a low voice, "Okay, let's work hard—— can't To live up to Miss Frederica's trust, I have to cook more delicious dishes!", raising her hand and opening the curtain to enter the kitchen.

Although I have no sense of taste, I still look forward to it silently.

"Then, let's hold a combat meeting."

El-Melloi II tapped on the table lightly, motioning for everyone to pay attention.

"We came here this time to destroy the Great Holy Grail." I sat up straight, took the second's words, but turned my gaze to Emiya Kiritsugu, "I know what's inside."

Emiya Kiritsugu's hand trembled unconsciously.

As a man who once talked with all the evils of this world inside the Great Holy Grail, and witnessed the moment when the Great Holy Grail descended, and the devastating disaster caused by the contents, no one can know better than this man, Great What is in the Holy Grail?

Therefore, no one is more determined than this man to destroy the Holy Grail.

Rather, he has already destroyed it once.Only that time, he destroyed the wrong target.What needs to be destroyed is not the small holy grail as a container, but the descending hole, but the big holy grail that really contains evil.

So that time, all the evils of this world dripped from the Great Holy Grail caused 500 deaths and injuries, leaving devastation in Fuyuki, which became the eternal pain of this city.

So, this time, Emiya Kiritsugu would never allow himself to miss again.

"...how are you going to do it?" he asked.

El-Melloi II picked up the black tea and moistened his throat before continuing.

"First of all, we must form an alliance with the managers of the land, that is, the Tohsaka family, at least to obtain the spiritual veins." Speaking of this, his brows frowned slightly, "As the management of the land in Fuyuki City Or, the Tohsaka family has the responsibility to guard this place. I think they should not let this kind of matter go unnoticed."

This point is my opinion.According to the guarantee of me and ai, El-Melloi II tentatively believes that the current head of the Tosaka family, Rin Tosaka, is the kind of magician who has a sense of responsibility for his territory.This is also the reason why he decided to propose an alliance with the Tohsaka family instead of attacking them this time.

"Is the Patriarch of the Tohsaka family..." Emiya Kiritsugu nodded imperceptibly after recalling something, "Indeed, if it was that Tohsaka Rin, she would indeed not let go of the crisis that may occur in her territory in spite of."

I understand why Emiya Kiritsugu said that.

Because at that time, after Emiya Kiritsugu killed Zouken Matou and rescued the young Sakura from Matou's house, Rin Tohsaka, who was also young at that time, investigated the Matou house. case, alone to find the notorious magician-killer and demand that he return his sister.

Moreover, after learning about the tragedy that happened to her younger sister, this young girl abandoned half of the magic engravings on her body and removed the engraving worms parasitic on her younger sister.

At that time, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was well aware of the nature of magicians and the importance of magic seals, asked the girl named Tohsaka Rin such a question.

——Won’t you regret it?

——How could you regret it.

At that time, Rin Tohsaka raised his head with a pale face, and showed a stubborn smile at Emiya Kiritsugu.

——It's better to say, although I feel sorry for my father and the ancestors of the Tohsaka family, but... if I can help Sakura in this way, it's really a good deal.

It's not that the girl doesn't know what it means to give up half of the magic engravings, nor is it that she doesn't feel guilty about betraying her family's inheritance, her father's trust, and her responsibilities as an heir.However, compared to those, she still chose her sister.

At that time, Emiya Kiritsugu knew that even if this girl became a magician, she would not lose her humanity as a person.

She will not casually sacrifice ordinary people in her domain for the sake of pursuing the root cause.

Knowing what kind of demons and curses reside in the Holy Grail, this girl will definitely choose to cooperate with them to destroy the Great Holy Grail—even if it is entrusted with the root dream that the Tohsaka family has pursued for 200 years.

"Then there's nothing wrong with that."

I nodded, opened a pack of senbei and handed it to Gray.Lancer, on the other hand, didn't need me to invite him, he had already unceremoniously opened the snacks on the table and started eating.I patted Grey's head, and continued without haste.

"Then the next step is the second step. We must solve the biggest obstacle to the disintegration of the Holy Grail."

A flash of clarity flashed across Emiya Kiritsugu's expression: "You mean that man?"

I nodded: "That's right, it's the supervisor of the Templar Church. In the last Holy Grail War, he stayed with you as the last master—Kotomine Kirei. And his servant, Gilgamesh."

"Gilgamesh?!" El-Melloi II raised his head abruptly, "That's impossible! After the Holy Grail disappears, the servant will lose his offering. He can't possibly stay in this world!"

"...If, like Kotomine Kirei, he survived by being fleshed in the black mud, it's not impossible." The shock on Emiya Kiritsugu's face had subsided, and he clenched his hands tightly. With both hands, he tried his best to calm down, "During the last Holy Grail War, I clearly destroyed Kotomine Kirei's heart, but he still survived... probably through the black mud. Although that thing eroded me, But there seems to be a preference for those two."

"After all, you are the one who yells 'let it be born' when you must kill it. It's only natural to be favored." I turned my head slightly to avoid Emiya Kiritsugu's gaze, "Don't look at it like that Follow me, I have my access to information."

Emiya Kiritsugu also seems to have gotten used to my shocking words, he didn't press the question, but just looked away.

"Kotomine Kirei is already a formidable enemy." He said indifferently, "If we add that King of Heroes, we have almost no chance of winning."

Cu Chulainn straightened up, and originally wanted to protest, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he sat back resentfully.

"Indeed. Although Kim Pika always looks stupid, he's really not easy to deal with."

"So we need to increase our combat power."

I nodded again, then suddenly cupped my face in both hands, moved towards El-Melloi II, and blinked cutely at him.

"In order to kill that hero king, we need your help, teacher."

I held El-Melloi II's right hand with both hands, and when I let go, three command spells appeared on the back of El-Melloi's hand.Three strange patterns form a shield-like shape.

After handing over the thing that stabbed the back of my hand when I first appeared in the Fuyuki territory, I smiled and took a step back.

"In order to kill that bastard... Cough, in order to kill that King of Heroes, please summon the King of Conquerors."