Chương 63: Illyasviel?!
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(Pov of Riser Phenex)
The night breeze of Fuyuki carries with it the weight of countless battles, forgotten stories that intertwine with the fate of the city. As I fly, the memories of recent fights still simmer in my mind, each detail etched into my essence like battle scars. The victory over Karna and Gilgamesh was not just a test of strength, but a rite of passage, solidifying my place among the powerful.
With the wings of the phoenix extended, I flew over the sleeping city. The adrenaline of battle still ran in my veins, but gradually it dissipated, giving way to a sense of calm and fullness.
I observed the small lights twinkling below, each representing a human life unaware of the cosmic events that just occurred around them. I smiled at the irony of the situation.
I landed on a tall building in the center of the city, enjoying the night view. The clock tower struck exactly midnight when the clouds finally dissipated, revealing a clear, starry sky.
I closed my eyes, inhaling the fresh night air. I could feel the wind caressing my feathers, a welcome contrast after the fury of battle. For a moment, I allowed a sense of peace to invade me.
That's when I saw her.
However, victory has its own cost. The image of the Loli crying over the body of the giant, a grim reminder that, in this world, every action has its consequences. The pain and mourning are as real as the glory and triumph.
With a smooth movement, I descended to land behind her. Illyasviel did not turn around, absorbed in her sorrow. I approached silently until I was very close. That's when I observed the immense body lying at her feet, the long white hair spread on the dusty ground.
"Why did you come here?" she asked with a choked voice as I approached.
"I wanted to see how you are," I replied, my voice sounding strangely soft.
"I am as you left me, alone and shattered." Her voice was pure grief. I looked at her and wondered if she was being spoiled with me. Maybe she wanted me to become her older brother or something like that.
"Heracles..." I whispered. The great heroic spirit lay motionless, his muscular body covered in wounds and dried blood. His eyes were open, fixed on nothing, as if frozen in his last expression of pain while finishing dissipating.
Illyasviel continued sobbing, curled up on Heracles' chest. Her crying was like that of a child who had just lost everything. For a moment, I hesitated, not knowing how to proceed.
Then, gently, I extended a hand and touched her shoulder.
"Illyasviel..."
"You're going to die, aren't you? How much time do you have?" I asked her, who froze upon hearing my voice.
"H-How do you know?" asked the little cool Loli to me.
"I can heal you, and solve this problem you have. But it would also have a cost." As I finished these words, I was listening to "Hidden" steps, trying to catch me by surprise.
"Ha!" Shouted a maid who threw herself intending to try to kill me.
"Ha ha ha!"x2. Another Homunculus Maid appeared with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.
These two were Illyasviel's maids, Sella and Leysritt.
The two maids advanced towards me with wild ferocity. Their usually impassive faces were contorted into demonic grimaces, their eyes glazed and bloodshot.
SWISH! SLAM!
They attacked in perfect synchrony, trying to catch me in a pincer movement. I dodged with ease, letting them strike the air.
"Hmm, so this is the power of Illyasviel's maids?" I asked mockingly.
GRRR! They growled in response, advancing again. This time, I blocked the blows with the backs of my hands, creating a gust of wind with the force of the impact.
WHOOSH! The maids staggered back, temporarily disoriented. I took the chance to attack.
In an instant, I was behind Sella. She barely had time to react before my precise strike hit her nape.
THWACK!
The maid collapsed on the ground like a rag doll. Leysritt tried to protect her companion, but I was too fast. With a sweep, I knocked her face down on the asphalt.
SLAM!
"Enough!" I shouted, while stepping lightly on Leysritt's neck, immobilizing her. "I don't want to hurt you, just talk to Illyasviel."
The maids seemed about to attack again, but were stopped by the little one's voice:
"Stop! Obey him!" ordered Illyasviel, recomposing herself. Her demeanor was deadly serious.
Resigned, Sella and Leysritt backed off, although their eyes were still fixed on me, full of hatred.
"Now explain to me, Illyasviel, why did these two attack me as soon as I got close to you?" I asked casually, as if nothing had happened.
The little one sighed, her shoulders falling. "They were just trying to protect me. They thought you were a threat."
"Even after I defeated Super Karna, the most powerful servant of this war?"
Illya nodded. "They are loyal to the end. They were willing to die for me if necessary."
I smiled slightly upon hearing this. I admired such devotion, even if misdirected.
"Well, I hope they now understand that I don't intend to hurt you," I stated.
Illya seemed uncertain but agreed. "Yes, I think they understood."
The maids still seemed skeptical, but made no aggressive move.
"Great. Now, about your previous question, Illyasviel... yes, I can heal you from your condition. And I can do much more than that."
The girl's eyes widened. "Really? Would you do that for me?"
I nodded affirmatively. "Of course. But, as I said before, this will have a price."
Illya hesitated, then asked: "What kind of price?"
"Well, for starters, I need you to become my Servant, as well as your maids."
Sella and Leysritt stirred upon hearing my words, but another stern look from Illya contained them.
"And what else?" the little one inquired, cautious.
"I need your support to become the Champion of this Grail War and have my wish granted." I paused dramatically. "Otherwise, unfortunately, I will not be able to heal you." Riser sighed dramatically.
Illya was silent for long seconds, reflecting. Then, slowly, she knelt before me, head bowed in a sign of submission.
"I, Illyasviel von Einzbern, swear to serve and support you, Lord Riser Phenex, as payment for my healing." At the same time, a contract on paper appeared out of nowhere, on which the words were written and then the contract was burned, sealing the agreement.
Sella and Leysritt also knelt, although reluctantly. I smiled satisfied.
"Great. Then it's settled." I extended my hand, picking up one of the Extra mutant Queen pieces I had made. At the same time, I gave the [Baptism of the Father] and used [Archangel Baptism], a piece was placed on the Loli's chest, A golden light enveloped Illya, who sighed relieved as her body was regenerated. (A/N: for now he placed one of the extra mutant Queens he had made. He wanted her just to get the Einsbern magic.)
In a few seconds, the girl was healed. Her face, previously pale and sickly, now had a healthy rosy tone. Even her posture seemed stronger and more confident.
"Wow... I feel so good!" she exclaimed in wonder.
"I'm glad to hear," I replied. "Now you have a new chance at life, Illyasviel. Don't waste it."
She nodded vehemently. "Don't worry, I'll make the most of every moment!"
I smiled, satisfied to have secured another powerful pawn in this great game unfolding.
With Illya and her servants by my side, my plans were perfectly on track. Soon, the Grail would be mine, and the world would bow before my power.
The night slowly advanced as we returned to my secret base in the underground of Fuyuki. Much was still to come, but this night had already been sufficiently fruitful.
With a smile on his face, I and Illya moved to Riser's House.
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