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- [[[cp|w:544|h:314|a:c|u:./chapte/201110/22/.]]]Irisviel¡¯s definition of her daughter Ilia~
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The window was filled with snow blown by the cold wind. A freezing night in the frozen forest.
In an ancient castle built on frozen soil, a small room was surrounded by the heat of a slowly burning furnace.
In that warm room, a man held a new little life in his arms.
That body, which is so full that it feels a bit illusory when held, does not even have the expected weight.
It¡¯s like the first snow you hold in your hand will break into pieces if you shake it lightly. This delicate touch is so delicate that it even makes people feel a little dangerous.
Even though it was very weak, I still tried my best to keep breathing while sleeping. With the slow breathing, my little mouth was vibrating gently. Her little chest was also beating weakly, which was already her best effort.
"She seems to be sleeping peacefully."
The mother leaned on the bed and kept watching the way he held the baby with a smile.
It seems that she has not yet recovered from the haggardness after childbirth. Her face is not very good and she has lost some blood, but her noble appearance like gems has not been damaged at all.
Because the look of happiness on her face completely covered up the haggard look caused by fatigue, her gentle eyes and smile shone brightly.
"Even if you are a wet nurse who is already familiar with you, this child will cry non-stop. This is the first time you are being held so obediently. She must know. She knows you are a very gentle person, so she feels at ease."
The man had nothing to say, he just glanced blankly back and forth at the baby in his hand and the mother on the bed.
I have never seen Irisviel smile so beautifully.
She was originally a woman who had no chance of happiness. No one has ever thought of giving her happiness. She is not a creature of God, but an artifact created by human hands. This is a natural treatment for a woman born as a homunculus.
Irisviel never expected it. She was created as a doll and raised as a doll. Maybe she couldn't even understand the meaning of the word happiness before.
But now she is smiling brightly.
"It is wonderful to have given birth to this child." Irisviel von Einzbern said lovingly and quietly while looking at the sleeping baby. "From now on, this child will live as a replica of human beings." . Maybe it will be very painful, maybe it will be resentful to the mother who gave birth to her, who is not a real human being. Even so, I am still very happy now. I think this child is very cute, and I am really proud to have given birth to her."
Although there is nothing special about the appearance, just like an ordinary cute baby, but¡ª¡ª
The body that had been subjected to several magic spells when it was still in the mother's body has been replaced by tissue that is even more detached from human beings than the mother. It can be said that it is a body crystallized by magic that has been used for a limited purpose since birth. That is the true identity of Irisviel¡¯s beloved daughter.
Despite such a cruel birth, Irisviel still said that it was great to be born. She affirmed herself for giving birth to a child, affirmed her newborn daughter, cherished life, and smiled and was proud of it.
That kind of strength, that kind of noble soul, there is no doubt that this is a quality that only belongs to mothers.
From a girl who was just a doll, she became a woman who gained love, and then became a mother, gaining unwavering strength. That is happiness that cannot be violated by anything.
The mother and son in the bedroom, protected by the warmth of the stove, now seem to be isolated from any despair and misfortune.
¡°But men understand that the world they live in is more similar to the snowstorm outside the window.
"Alice, I" After saying this, the man suddenly felt like he was being stabbed by a knife in his heart. The knife is the child's peaceful sleeping face and the mother's dazzlingly bright smile.
"I will drag you to death one day."
In response to this forced declaration, Irisviel nodded with her usual calm expression.
"I know. Of course, that's Einzbern's long-cherished wish. That's what I was born for."
That is the future that has been determined.
Eight years later, the man will take his wife to death. As the only necessity to save the world, Irisviel will become a sacrifice to his ideals.
That is a self-evident fact that the two have discussed countless times.
The man shed tears and cursed himself countless times, but every time Irisviel always forgave him and encouraged him.
"It is precisely because I know your ideals and have the same prayer in my heart that I am what I am now. It is you who have guided me. It is you who have taught me to no longer live like a doll. "
Born for the same ideal, and died for the same ideal. Only in this way can you become the other half of this man. This is the way of love for this woman, Irisviel. It is precisely because of women like her that men can feel each other's tolerance.
"You don't need to mourn me. Because I have become a part of you. So, you just have to endure the pain of losing a part of your body."
But what about that child?
The baby, which should have been as light as a feather, felt such an unbearable weight in his hands that the man's feet were shaking.
This child does not yet have any understanding or understanding of the ideals he holds.
¡°I can neither judge my father¡¯s way of life nor forgive him. She doesn't have that power yet.
But even with such a pure and flawless life, his ideals remained unmoved.
For this man, there is no humbleness in any life, no distinction between old and young, it is just a quantitative unit.
"I am not qualified to hold this child."
The man¡¯s almost crazy love for his child almost defeated him, and the man tried his best to squeeze out these words.
A teardrop fell on the bulging pink face of the baby in her arms.
The man was sobbing silently and finally knelt down.
In order to cover up the ruthlessness of this world, we must be more ruthless. But even so, God still inflicted the greatest punishment on this man who had a loved one.
I love you more than anyone else in this world. Even if it means destroying the entire world, I still want to protect it.
¡°But, men understand. If the justice he firmly believed in required the sacrifice of this pure life - what decision would he, Emiya Kiritsugu, this man make.
Afraid that that day would come sooner or later, afraid of the one in ten thousand possibility, Kiritsugu cried.
The warmth in his wrist made him feel stuffy inside.
Irisviel stood up from the bed and gently put her hand on the shoulder of her crying husband.
"Don't forget, a world where no one has to cry is the ideal you have always dreamed of, right? In eight years, your battle will be over. You and I will realize our ideal. The Holy Grail will definitely save you. .¡±
His wife knew all his troubles and completely bore Kiritsugu¡¯s tears.
"After that day, please hug our child again, Illyasviel."
"And stand tall, as an ordinary father."
Irisviel gently hugged her husband's head and said, "Hold Ilia again."
Suddenly, in this love house, a hurricane appeared out of thin air.
A hurricane composed of pure magic power that ordinary people cannot detect at all.
Kiritsugu immediately put the child in his wife's arms, and immediately protected his wife and child behind him.
"Woo!" Irisviel, who was being protected behind her, let out a small cry, and a purple eye-like pattern appeared on the back of her white left hand.
"What happened?!" The magical hurricane will not be caught by ordinary people, but the people living in this castle are the ancient famous magic family, the Einzbern family. Although they have been somewhat declining, they are still qualified magicians. There are still quite a few. The moment the magic hurricane appeared, all the magicians in the castle were already rushing here.
And the person who just asked the question was "Ahad", the eighth generation patriarch of the Einzbern family.
"Grandpathis" Irisviel raised her left hand, and the magic pattern on it was clearly visible.
"Command Seal?!" As the three members of the Yusan family who created the Holy Grail War, it is impossible not to recognize this, but, "Why is it purple?"
Of course, these are small things, the important thing is¡ª¡ª
"Ahahahahahahahaha¡ª¡ªThe Holy Grail favors us! This time we Einzbern will definitely win!" Old man Ahad laughed.
Indeed, in the Holy Grail War, there were only 7 saints in total. As a prepared master, Emiya Kiritsugu was engraved with the Command Seal early, so he would definitely be able to summon the saints. And now, Irisviel, who is the instrument of the Holy Grail, has a command spell on her hand. So, she is the master recognized by the Holy Grail himself.
But there are also big questions. Even if it is recognized by the Holy Grail, why can the Sean be summoned now? There are still 8 years until the Holy Grail War! And there is no seance ceremony!
But there is not much time for old man Ahad to think about it. The magic power is gathering more and more in this room. Obviously, the Seant is coming soon!
"Get out of this room quickly, -" Before old man Ahad could finish his words, a burst of purple light suddenly burst out from the center of the hurricane. It was accompanied by a sudden blast of wind like a bomb explosion.
And the purple light did not last long. After the light disappeared, only the dust was left.
The next moment, a charming voice sounded: "Let me ask -"
Then, just like an MP3 player that suddenly ran out of power, the sound stopped.
"Cough cough cough" The saint coughed a few times (can heroic spirits be choked by dust?) and spoke again: "Let me ask -"
But then there was no sound again.
"???" May I ask? May I ask what? All the magicians present were confused.
"Damn let me ask! You are my contractor!" After a few seconds, the heroic spirit in the smoke finally asked a complete question, and there was a smell of broken jars.
"Ah, yes." Irisviel quickly raised her left hand.
"Then, the contract is established."
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Seant stepped out one foot and made the sound of steel boots.
"Seant¡ªmonster, I swear here to bring victory to my lord!"
The smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the appearance of Sean.
¡°Jet-black waist-length hair, golden enchanting pupils, and a face that is almost the same as Irisviel¡ª¡ª
"?!?!" Einzbern's magician was shocked again.
"?". She gave the magicians who were collectively petrified a strange look and ignored them. However, inadvertently, she saw the mirror on the wall, and then looked at her master who showed the command spell. She was deeply moved. Yes, took a breath¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª
"Gaia! You plot against me, Gaia!!!"
Ah, as expected, natural black is the most terrifying (tea~)
Ah, for today¡¯s chapter, I originally wanted to update the text, but I had no inspiration at all~Hahaha~I had to update the side story~
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PS: Sean¡¯s ability parameters will be released tomorrow~
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