"Stop it all for the concubine!"

The crisp voice carries a strong majesty.

"Ow?"

"Princess...?"

Eltluqi took a deep breath, suppressing the burning sensation in her soul that immediately saw the effect, and said in an icy voice.

"Your failure has pushed the concubine into the abyss of shame. If you don't want the concubine to die, then stop attacking. The man in front of you is now the...master of the concubine."

"!?"

"what……!?"

The white knight Brad immediately turned his gaze to Rope, glaring at him fiercely, the rapier in his hand creaked.

"You bastard, what did you do to the princess?!"

"Just signed a contract."

Rope said lightly.

"Although it is popular in the West that "my monarch's monarch is not my monarch", it is best to think about your princess, her life is in your hands.If you attack me, very bad things will happen. "

He looked around at the disfigured surroundings that were destroyed and continued to speak.

"Well, it doesn't look like there is any way to live here. Miss Elterucci, go and explain the current situation to your subordinates, and then come with me." Go back to Einzbern's castle.

"..."

Eltluqi nodded expressionlessly.

While Kurohime was explaining, Rope, who was content with capturing Eltluce, saw a white figure trotting in the distance with excellent eyesight.

It's Elias Phil.

Rope showed a smile and waved to Illya.

"My sweet little lady, this way."

Approaching, just when Illya wanted to take a breath and say "I'll help you", the situation at the battle scene made the white-haired Loli a little strange.

The ruins are in ruins, the dead disciples are in a mess, and Rope is still bright.

The black-haired youth said with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, Illya. As I said at the beginning, the bad guy who threatened you has been taken down by me, and by the way, I have also received a desirable "gift".Today's appointment is officially over, and we're ready to go back to Einzbern Castle. "

Another satisfying and fulfilling day.Rope exclaimed.

"……Ugh?"

The direction of the incident seems to have exceeded the expectations of the white-haired loli too much.

She was stunned.

Chapter [-] The meeting of evil and evil comes to an end

At night, Einzbern's castle is still brightly lit.

According to the original situation of the castle, this time should have been bedtime.Turn yourself into a robot-like existence, rigid self-discipline, this is the magician of the Einzbern family.

However, this tedious rigidity was violently lifted a few days ago.

The current situation is mostly caused by Irisviel's worry about her daughter.

The silver-haired doll was anxiously pacing the hall, lest he was worried that something would happen to Illya, and Irisviel also saw the beam of light that penetrated the sky just now.

Pharos was sitting on the bench next to him, his face was unpleasant, and he didn't stop researching in the middle of the night. He was just pulled out of the basement by the silver-haired puppet. As a servant, it is not good to not listen to the master's female companion. It is very likely that It will make Lord Creator have domineering thoughts.

"Madam, take a break," he said.

"Under the protection of the Creator, there is no need to worry about Miss Ilya's safety. If the Lord is really in trouble, I won't sit here leisurely."

There is no doubt that Rope's breath is in the light of magic, and it cannot be mistaken.

But Rope did not call it, which proves that the current Lord Creator does not need himself, and Fallows will not be boring.

"But……"

"Ah..." The monster sighed.The life of comforting people, it really doesn't work.

The monster's words did not cause Irisviel to let go of her mother's instinct, and the latter continued to stare at the door, looking forward to the knocks of Illya and Rope in the next moment.

Serra brought the black tea to quench her thirst, handed it to the former Miss Einzbern, and then silently saluted and retired.

From the beginning to the end, the dignified "Tenth Patriarch" status, the Einzbern slayer, Pharos, was ignored.But after eating the real red fruit, it doesn't need that little tea, and it doesn't care.

Crunch-!

The old wooden door made a sound of being pushed open. Irisviel looked at the door in surprise, and the teacup in her hand almost overturned.

"Welcome back, I..."

As soon as the first syllable of the name came out, Irisviel realized that it was not her daughter's iconic silver hair.

Waist-length black long hair, Gothic dress, the appearance of a young girl, followed by a giant white dog and two unknown adult men.

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