Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Stop attacking." Rope said without looking back.

"Take defensive and counterattack behavior. There is someone I want to see there. She is very fragile and her spirit is not strong. If you accidentally kill her, I will skin you."

"Yes."

The gate of the castle was violently opened, and several magic traps were launched. Except for the curse that was counteracted by Rope's anti-magic ability, the remaining physical attacks were completely blocked by Pharos.

Loyal bodyguard, useful assistant——

Ropedo glanced at Fallows, and it seemed that his "impulse" didn't always make the wrong choice.It's not bad to have someone else solve troublesome matters, and he is very satisfied with this servant.

Stepping on the luxurious wool carpet, Rope's footsteps were silent.

Beside them, a few magicians from the Einzbern family didn't dare to show their air, and stared nervously at the two who were no one else.

Rope looked around for a few times and found that there was no Illya, and spoke to a middle-aged man in his thirties next to him.

"Over there."

"Yes Yes!"

The magician was taken aback, and he almost didn't even clench the magic dress in his hand.

He was afraid, afraid of these two monsters who seemed to come to destroy the Einzbern family.

"Ilyasviel von Einzbern—there should be such a girl in your castle, right? The little Holy Grail of the third method. Let her come out to see me."

"What are you talking about... There is no such person here, here."

The magician lied in a panic. He watched the tragedy at the door through magic, and learned the purpose of the monster from Rope. The family's sad wishes made the magician unwilling to give up the crystallization of his hard work.

"Ha, another idiot who doesn't know how to lift." Pharos sighed: "Is the situation still unclear? If the Creator can say such a thing, it means that if you execute the order, you can save a life - originally The words are like this."

"Uh--"

The magician was sweating and wanted to explain again.

But his mouth seems to be out of order, and he doesn't even feel the body.

Soon, a human-shaped statue composed of lime stood in the hall, and the magicians around were screaming madly.

"Attack! Attack! Attack me all!!"

"You can't let those monsters succeed, no matter how many androids, fill them in!"

Only a few of the androids have a "heart", and most of them are like self-disciplined dolls, numbly executing the creator's orders.

Therefore, they also do not face the fear of two impossible enemies.

Rope shook his head boringly and said.

"—Faros."

The grey-haired monster took a step forward, waiting eagerly for the androids and magicians to come and die.

At the same time, a crisp voice echoed in the castle hall.

"Please wait!"

The crowd separated, and Rope saw the goal of his trip.

Irisviel's daughter - Ilyasviel von Einzbern.

With white hair and red eyes, she has a slender body like Lolita.

The girl was followed by two maids, her eyes were a little frightened, but she was still full of courage and walked towards him.

Although it was summer, Rope couldn't help but sigh.

——It is indeed a girl like a snow spirit.

Chapter [-] The Terrible Butcher of "Heart-hearted"

Eliasviel von Einzbern.

Not only inherited her mother's responsibility as the carrier of the little Holy Grail, but also inherited the tragic fate of being born in the Einzbern family.

In the fifth Holy Grail War of the original book, this white-haired loli was almost the most miserable, and she could also be ranked in the top few in the Type-Moon Miserable Conference.

Luo Pei watched the girl walk in front of him with interest. The two android maids beside her were completely different from the mass-produced goods over there, with alert and hostile eyes.

"I am Ilyasviel von Einzbern. Please stop with the Tenth Patriarch."

It was clearly the appearance of a nine-year-old girl, but Illya's words were younger and more mature than her appearance, which well concealed the fear in her tone.

In [-], which means that the current Elijah is sixteen years old?A real legitimate loli...

Rope's smile softened, he squatted down, and his eyes were parallel to Illya.

"Of course, Miss Illya. As long as those idiots stop voluntarily—"

He glanced around, and the magicians watched by those eyes kept retreating like roosters strangled by their necks.

The slaughter of Pharos has already left a sufficient impression on them.

"You guys, back off."

The Snow Maiden gave an order.