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I want to live
Sora, who was wearing a pure white high-grade silk pajamas, leaned back slightly, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at her hands, constantly clenching, releasing, clenching, releasing.
After a while, she murmured. “Am I not dead?”
For Sora, the daughter of a famous family, the magic of performing a simple investigation is as simple as breathing, and through the movement of her palm, she has activated dozens of magic tricks, confirming that she is intact.
No, it should be said that it is more complete than before the injury. Sora silently felt the condition of her body. She had never felt such a comfortable feeling before, and she suddenly felt as if she had just sat in the sauna.
Crunch~~~ The door was slowly opened.
“Well, I sensed that you were awake through magic. How are you feeling now? There is no abnormality in your body.” Irisviel appeared in front of Sora with her head probed.
“Who are you?” Sora’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced at the silver-haired beauty in front of her with lingering eyes. For some reason, the silver-haired woman in front of her gave her a strange sense of familiarity.
“I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Irisviel von Einzbern.” Irisviel walked into the room, slightly lifted the corner of her white dress, and bowed.
“Einzbern? The Millennium Family.” Sora muttered to herself. Although she was brought to the Holy Grail War by Kenneth, she also knows some information about the “Usan Clan” who established the Holy Grail War.
And Einzbern, as a family based in Europe, was born into a famous magician, Sora, who knows more about its intelligence, and never communicates with the outside world, but has inherited a thousand-year-old horror family.
Looking at the silver-haired woman exuding the innocence of a child and the elegance of a lady in front of her, Sora’s eyes softened.
She understood why Irisviel gave her a strange sense of familiarity, because they were essentially a type of person, or a type of object—the resonance of the canary used by their respective magic families for marriage.
“Huh?” Irisviel keenly sensed the change in Sora’s eyes, and tilted her head slightly, showing a puzzled expression.
“Sora Nazelle Sofiali! Just call me Sora, Miss Irisviel.” The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and Sora showed a kind and kind smile.
If Kenneth saw it, he would be ecstatic, after all, he had never seen a smile from his fiancee.
“Just call me Ellie. Miss Sora, are you feeling better?” Irisviel pointed her finger at her, her cheeks blushing, as if embarrassed, she said with concern.
“It’s much better, I’ve never felt more comfortable.” Sora was slightly stunned, with a wry smile on her face. When asked by Irisviel, she recalled the bitter experience she had suffered yesterday.
“That’s great. Yesterday I really scared me to death. Fortunately, fortunately, I thought I hit someone to death.”Hearing this, Irisviel folded her hands together, made a gesture of prayer, and said with joy.
Sora’s expression froze slightly.
“Ah, I seem to be dead, and my intestines have fallen to the ground. I was rescued by the holy grail of the gods.” Irisviel seemed to remember something, and said with a face of astonishment. .
Sora’s face was incomparably dark, like the bottom of a pot, and he made a cold and incomparably cold voice that came from under the Nine Nether. “It was you who hit me at night with a 200-mile drive!”
Hearing Sora’s incomparably cold voice, Irisviel suddenly became at a loss.
After a while, he tremblingly bowed to the black-faced Sola. “sorry!!!”
“Forget it, tell me what’s going on.” Looking at Irisviel, who was bowing repeatedly in front of her, Sora’s face softened a little and sighed.
Sora, who was on the verge of dying once, didn’t want to suffer a life-and-death crisis again. Reason told her that now she must hold back her anger and probe for information from the silver-haired beauty in front of her. After all, what she is currently in is estimated to be the magic stronghold of Einzbern.
Thinking of it, Sora looked at Irisviel, who was exuding an air of innocence all the time, her eyes flickering uncertainly. The family where this innocent girl lives should not be a particularly cruel magic family.
No matter what, you must live. Sora thought to herself.
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The secret castle held by Einzbern is located on the outskirts of Fuyuki City, in the deep mountains and forests just west of Fuyuki City.
This castle is shrouded in layers of illusion and magic barrier, and it will never be revealed except in extremely accidental situations. As a stronghold, it is perfect.
The time was the second morning of the Holy Grail War. In a restaurant in the castle, Yu sat at the main table, holding a glass of juice in his hand, gathered in the air, staring blankly at Saber.
Saber had a serious expression, waving the chopsticks he just learned, and eating continuously.
Saber’s eating posture is very elegant, and her posture and movements are perfectly in line with the etiquette of ancient European nobles. But, the speed is too fast.
The white hands turned into afterimages, and between the mouth/lip opening and closing, a plate of cooking had disappeared. Seeing Yu froze, it seemed to Yu that Saber’s eating speed had surpassed the speed of swinging his sword during the battle with Dirumdo.
Yu looked at the dining table with a weird expression. It was less than 2 minutes before breakfast started, and the dazzling array of Japanese dishes that originally filled the 10-meter long table had long since disappeared.
“It tastes very good, Kiyohime. I just measured a little less, so I’ll make more next time.” Saber picked up the napkin on the table and slowly wiped the corner of his mouth.
“I carefully prepared the breakfast for my husband, but I didn’t even have a bite left!!” Qing Ji looked around, looking at the discs that were so neat and tidy that they didn’t need to be cleaned, she grinned slightly. Showing a creepy expression.
“Burn you to death, burn you to death!!” Orange flames spit out from the fierce-looking Kiyohime’s mouth, forming a tiny pillar of fire.
Hearing Kiyohime’s complaint, Saber glanced at the empty table, her expression suddenly embarrassed. She was poisoned by British food, and after encountering the Japanese cuisine made by Kiyohime of Housekeeping EX, she ate it straight away.
No, we have to change the subject. By the way, we agreed to formulate a battle plan last night!
Saber turned her head and said to Yu with a serious face.
“Then, Yuu. Breakfast is over, it’s time to make a battle plan!”