บท 41: Chapter 41: Traces of Fire Demonic Energy (Dark Chi/Qi)
Roland and Medea were walking together at F Airport, the closest airport to Fuyuki City.
Roland was fine, but Medea was still wearing the purple robe, her white and round thighs were faintly visible with the rhythm of her steps, but such an eye-catching outfit did not cause any commotion.
With just a simple barrier that hindered cognition, the two of them entered the airport openly and landed on the soft seats waiting. Caster's advantage in this regard is unmatched by other heroes.
"Master, is it really okay to spy on the Holy Grail vessels so boldly? You just killed their original masters."
Medea asked as soon as she sat down. She held her chin with one hand, tilted her head slightly towards Roland, and crossed her long, white legs.
"That's why I want to take a look. After all, heroic spirits can become spirits. If that so-called Saber doesn't appear in person, I'll have a headache."
Roland looked out the window and saw a passenger plane slowly landing on the runway. The woman Roland had been waiting for for a long time came out of the cabin door.
She has impeccable facial features and beautiful red eyes, her shiny silver hair hangs softly behind her, her towering and magnificent breasts are wrapped in a coat made of silver fox fur, and her long legs are wrapped in knee-high boots, outlining her slender and plump attractive curves.
Irisviel, with her appearance that was so beautiful that it seemed like it was not something a human could possess, easily exposed the other party's identity, and behind her, another tall figure slowly walked out.
He was wearing a black coat with a navy blue shirt underneath, and had a smile on his face as warm as the sun. He looked as perfect as a prince from a fairy tale.
"Tsk, this kind of handsome guy always gives people a frivolous and indecisive feeling..."
Medea was the first to complete her biased assessment of Saber. "But I can feel his deep and powerful magic. This feeling is probably only possessed by Saber. Master, it seems that things are still within your expectations. The Master of Einzbern seems to still be King Arthur."
Then, she turned her head and saw the surprise on Roland's face.
"How could it be King Arthur?"
"?"
This answer confused Medea. Wasn't it Roland himself who vowed yesterday to confirm whether Saber was King Arthur? The answer was obviously correct, so why was the Master still not satisfied?
"Could it be that this guy used some kind of disguised Noble Phantasm?"
"No, this guy is King Arthur. The question is, how can King Arthur be a man?"
Roland frowned and let out a small sigh.
It turned out to be the right thing to do when I took a look today. I didn't expect that Avalon, who was possessed by the Shendu, would summon the Prototype of Saber, King Arthur, who was dubbed the Proto Saber.
Archetype Saber/Proto Saber Otherwise known better as King Arthur. Who approves of the virtuous and corrects atrocities. A hero who is a knight in shining armor that anyone would dream about as a child. Also called the wielder of the Holy Sword of the Planet. His true identity is that of the "King of Knights" of a Parallel Universe, who reached this world by chasing a certain existence.
A completely identical, and yet different person than Heroic Spirit Arturia Pendragon, possessing the same past and legend as her.
While Proto Saber may be Superior to Saber in terms of combat power compared to Artoria, with the support of a male body, he may have more durability than Saber, but the general fighting style is still the same.
But in terms of Noble Phantasms, it was completely different. Although both were Divine Constructs forged in the Inner Sea of the Stars, when the sword came into Saber's hands, it had been set with an output limit, but the one in the Proto Saber's hand was only scabbarded with unlocking conditions.
To truly knowledgeable Heroic Spirits, Saber's identity as the Wielder of the Holy Sword of the Stars is far more dazzling than King Arthur.
After the restraint of the Holy Sword was released, it could be said that it could cut UO (Ultimate One) above and slash human evil below, mainly highlighting its power.
Each UO is the strongest lifeform of its planet, essentially the planets themselves, and they each have the power to singlehandedly exterminate all existing lifeforms on Earth.
Moreover, in Roland's impression, the Proto Saber itself has the destiny of being a tool to save the world, and also has the special skill of being a Giant Beast Killer.
And looking at this Holy Grail War, it seems that he is the only one who is Evil, powerful, hiding conspiracy, and has the identity of a Giant Beast, except for the All the World's Evil hidden in the Holy Grail.
"How about this, Master, shall we leave?"
"No..." Roland was about to agree, but suddenly changed his mind. His pupils were once again filled with scarlet flames. "I think I found something interesting."
He subconsciously poured magic power into his eyes to strengthen his vision, but this time, his sight was not directed at the Holy Sword User who was more worthy of vigilance, but at Irisviel, the Master.
"Why does the Master of the Einzbern family have traces of the Devilish Energy of Fire?"
Although it was very faint, only a trace, there was indeed a feeling of the Devilish Energy of Fire on Irisviel's body. As a Fire Demon, Roland had an absolute say in this regard.
After hearing Roland's speech, Medea also looked at Irisviel intently, but finally shook her head.
"I found nothing except that she is this year's Holy Grail Vessel."
"It's not your fault," Roland stood up, "because my anger only stayed in her body for a while and didn't really merge into her. It's incredible. There's no air magic here. How did Einzbern completely remove the anger from her body? If I hadn't come here in person, I'm afraid I wouldn't have discovered this."
Roland has never been able to figure out why the Shendu's Spirit is attached to Avalon. Logically speaking, something like the Holy Grail, which has a lot of magic power, should be the first choice of the Shendu's Spirit. He would change the object of possession, so something must have happened.
As for the Einzbern family, which is the worst at fighting and the most trouble-making, Roland was not afraid to make the most malicious assumptions.
"Come on, Caster, let's go and see what good things the last Einzbern did."
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"Don't worry, Irisviel. Your daughter is a very sensible child. She just came a little early. She will be fine."
After leaving the airport, Proto Saber watched Irisviel looking at the dazzling array of stores. Although she looked curious, she still seemed to be in a low mood, so he comforted her.
"This is your first time out of the castle. You should see more of this beautiful world."
"That's why I'm worried," Irisviel bit her lip. "That child is also leaving Einzbern for the first time. She's still so young, and she's going to play the role of a candidate. Doesn't Great Grandfather want to give her even the last few years of his life?"
"I believe she has the same strength as you. She agreed so readily because she believes you can protect her."
"Yes, I must protect her."
Irisviel took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in her heart. "I'm sorry, Saber, I made you worry. Do you want to go shopping before it's night? Things are very different now from your time."
Although it was just a polite remark to change the subject, Proto Saber obviously didn't think so.
"I'm really interested in that store," he pointed to a store door with BBQ written on it, "What does this word mean? It clearly looks like a restaurant..."
"…Hehe," Irisviel narrowed her eyes and laughed, "That's true. I didn't let you eat properly today because we were on the plane. You usually have a big appetite. Wasn't the amount in the morning enough?"
"I think it's just right. As a Knight, if you don't eat enough, you won't be able to maintain sufficient fighting power."
"Really? Then let's go. That word means specializing in barbecue. The portions are usually very large. I think it will suit your appetite."
"Really?"
Saber's eyes lit up, and such a sincere expression made Irisviel smile even more happily.
"Come to think of it, the kid hasn't eaten it either. If you like, let's go have a barbecue tonight."
She turned around and walked backwards while looking at Saber, then observed the end of the window with her peripheral vision and realized that she had reached the corner, so she quickly turned around again.
——But even so, she bumped into a passerby turning the corner.
"Irisviel!"
"I'm fine, Saber..."
Saber's nervous and worried voice called out from behind, but she just touched her head subconsciously, responded, and hurriedly apologized,
"Sorry, I bumped into you..."
"It's okay," a passerby at the corner extended his hand to Irisviel in a friendly manner, "You're not hurt, are you?"
Irisviel subconsciously took the hand and used the force to stand up. Then, just as she was about to continue apologizing to the gentle young man in front of her, the words were stuck in her throat.
Because, on the side of the smiling young man, what was reflected in the bright window was not a human face, but a ferocious dragon head.
—Exactly the same as what she had seen on Avalon.
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