Spoilers for all the worlds

"What you said makes sense," Whitebeard nodded in agreement, "But this is something that the Revolutionary Army Dorag should consider...it has nothing to do with me."

"In the final analysis, I am just a pirate. Let me conquer the world or something... No matter what, you might as well let me hammer the entire navy headquarters. That would be cleaner."

"It's natural to think about it," Ying Zheng said with a calm voice, "Although there is an emperor in the code name of the Four Emperors... they are very different from the real emperor."

"The emperor needs to have strategies and powerful calculations! He also needs to work hard to formulate various methods... and among the four emperors, strength is more important than anything else."

"Why did you suddenly jump to the grand strategy?" Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little confused. Wasn't he still discussing the future of Illya's world before?

After hesitating for a moment, Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at Illya, "By the way, Miss Illya, have you met Miyu now?"

"No." Illya shook her head. She clenched her fists with a complicated look on her face, "But it should be soon... Miyu! My future best friend? She is indeed a troublesome person."

Naturally, she not only watched Magical Girl Illya, but also watched the Fourth Holy Grail War to which Weber belongs... Coupled with the many scenes shown by the Parliament Speaker before, she has realized other things What will happen to the world's self in the end...

She even felt that Miyou was another version of herself with a different name and appearance.

With the same fate, she is the sealed Little Holy Grail, and Miyu is the son of God who can grant wishes.

The same parents and relatives... Miyu also has a father named Emiya Kiritsugu, and an elder brother named Emiya Shirou...

The reason why she lived a peaceful life was simply because her parents destroyed the Holy Grail ritual and sealed the essence of her Little Holy Grail after winning the Holy Grail War... This was the first time Illya was so profound. I feel my parents' love for me.

"But," Illya suddenly puffed up her cheeks, "Why is our family so rich in Mr. Weber's world?"

Thinking of the huge castle of the Einzbern family, and thinking of her own ordinary two-story house...Illya suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Isn't this a normal thing?" Yako Busujima shrugged, "There is no such thing as perfection in this world. You lost your tragic fate and your money."

Illya felt speechless for a moment.

"Actually, I feel...Miss Irisviel is still very rich." Conan pushed up his glasses, "It's just that I want Illya to live an ordinary life...so in the end I can only come to I bought an ordinary little house in Japan.”

"Don't worry, Illya," Tony Stark coughed and spoke earnestly, "When you grow up, maybe your mother will suddenly take you to Germany... to give you a visit. Your family's ancestral castle. Then you can naturally live the life of the second generation of aristocrats..."

"It's a really good life." Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but look forward to it.

"If you want to, you can do the same." Yuan Dagu stared at Sawada Tsunayoshi dumbfounded, "The future tenth generation Vongola."

The wealth of the Vongola family in Italy is no less than that of the Einzbern family. After all, it is the top mafia.

"I'm almost tortured to death by Riboen now." Sawada Tsunayoshi talked about the reality and slumped in his chair. "Although after knowing the future, I understand that it is best to become stronger now... and also enter I fought a lot during the training month.”

"Even...I even manifested Bai Lan through the day of the decisive battle. But he is too strong. No matter how I use the death energy, I am no match for him."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's momentum is very weak. He tried hard, but the harder he tried, the more he could feel the gap between himself and Bai Lan.

"After all, you were able to continue on the original historical track with the company of your companions." Yako Busujima said softly, "Now you may feel that you are working very hard... but in fact, your potential is not yet there. Completely evaporated.”

"Is that so?" Sawada Tsunayoshi was silent. But he also felt in his heart that what Busushima Yako said made sense.

"So, next time there is an invasion of evil things in the world, you should participate more!" Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile, "If you feel that your talent is not enough, then use some additional means...for example, use the power of evil gods to strengthen it."

"There is nothing shameful about this...strength is the last word! The strength strengthened by the evil power is the same as the one you cultivated yourself. You don't need to worry too much about the problem of too fast improvement in the early stage and unstable foundation in the later stage."

"After all, the evil power is the grace of the Council Chairman," Aizen said with a smile, "Are you right? Council Chairman!"

Uchiha Madara's pupils dilated. He looked at the bronze throne and found Su Han sitting quietly on it. Looking down at the crowd below.

After a brief silence, Uchiha Madara nodded slightly and said, "Good evening, Your Excellency, Chairman of the Council."

Su Han nodded to him, his posture calm and mysterious.

"Mr. Speaker," Illya looked at Su Han who was shrouded in fog, feeling a little scared, but she still cheered herself up and spoke seriously, "Thank you for telling me about the future."

"It's just an exchange of equal value." Su Han's words remained as steady as ever, "You have already given me feedback of equal value."

"Feedback." Tony Stark rubbed his eyebrows.

Naturally, he didn't think that the feedback Su Han mentioned was the reward they provided. He felt that the feedback Su Han mentioned was, in a larger sense, the performance they provided for Su Han.

Scanning the members at the scene, Su Han had a thought, letting Number 10 emerge, and then spoke through Number 10, "So you are always discussing the affairs of Illya's world now? Are you not discussing Jiujianxian at all? Obviously that world The story is also very exciting.”

"Huh?" Accelerator narrowed his eyes and looked at No. 10, "Such words... are really not something a cold guy like you can say."

No. 10 did not speak, and Conan was the first to retort, "Don't be joking... No. 10 has his own feelings. It's just that the way he expresses his external feelings is different from ordinary people."

"Did a small favor win you over?" Accelerator's eyes were deep, "Don't forget... the true nature of No. 10 is..."

As if he had considered something, Accelerator hesitated for a moment and remained silent.

Poros frowned. He looked at No. 10 repeatedly, and then turned to look at Accelerator. When you speak, can't you speak more completely?