"that·····"

Illya looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her and greeted him hesitantly.

"Thank you so much for saving us."

Hearing Illya's words, Emiya also turned around.

"It's nothing, I'm just entrusted by others to protect her."

Leaning down, Wei Gong inspected the situation, and there was no unexpected situation. It was the same as what he observed, but the magic power was consumed too much.

"Oh? Protect Miyu? Are you some kind of relative of Miyu?"

"Dear ones? To some extent."

Wei Gong replied casually.

Then, he turned his gaze to Illya.

"What happened to that girl just now?"

"Oh~ this, it's hard to say clearly, I'm also at a loss."

Ilya rubbed her head and said with some embarrassment.

Illya in this world doesn't have the mind and experience of the previous world at all, and she basically confessed everything she knew with just a few questions.

"Speaking of which, Ilya, did you hold back too much just now? The attack is only one-third of the original level. Such an attack is impossible to be effective against her. You should pay attention to it anyway."

At this moment, Illya's injured magic wand made a sound.

"It's not my fault, how do I know what's going on?"

"Speaking of which, your total magic power seems to have dropped sharply."

The speaker had no intention but the listener intended, Wei Gong seemed to have thought of something when he heard this sentence.

Illya's magical power has declined, and [Illya]'s existence is similar to that of a heroic spirit clone, Emiya feels as if he has found some important clues.

"Illya."

"Ah, hi, I'm here."

"She's fine now, just take a rest. I have other things, and she will leave them to you."

Having said that, Emiya got up, he now has a guess about [Illya]'s origin, and needs to find him as soon as possible.

"Yes, thank you very much, what's your name?"

"Me? Call me Archer."

With a slight smile, the side of her body disappeared from Illya's sight.

Only Ilya was left in a daze.

"Alas? Archer, isn't that a class card?"

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Among the buildings in Fuyuki City, [Illya] is jumping fast on the roof, her body is moving rapidly.

She was feeling a little irritable, but the smooth things were interrupted by the sudden heroic spirit.

A cool breeze blows towards my face, and with the passage of time, my restless mood gradually calms down.

"In this case, I can only find another chance next time, Illya~"

Looking up, looking into the distance, he said the name that should belong to him.

His eyes became blurred.

Just then, a voice sounded from behind her.

"What, are you remembering the past? Illya."

"Um?!"

Standing up in an instant, the double swords appeared in his hands.

[Illya] Watching the person behind him vigilantly, to be precise, it is a heroic spirit.

The heroic spirit in red just appeared behind her.

"Why are you here?"

"Is the Holy Grail War of the Einzbern family still going on?"

"what!?"

【Illya】Looking at the heroic spirit in disbelief, she couldn't understand why he would say this name.

That ceremony was buried with her seal ten years ago.

So far, there are only a handful of people who know about the Holy Grail War, let alone the heroic spirits who came to the world from the Hall of Valor.

What the hell is going on here?

"Why do you know about this!"

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