Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

Alice Feier and Illya are very similar in appearance, but they are fundamentally different. Illya is an embryo formed by a normal mother. The reason why she is still an artificial person is because she has received many abnormal magical adjustments before she was born. Its growth is quite slow, and it completely stops growing before the second characteristic appears, so its body shape and appearance remain at the age of 9.

According to Duke's judgment, even if she successfully survived the Holy Grail War, her remaining lifespan would be less than a year. It can only be said that the Einzbern family, as one of the three royal families, has become abnormal in its desire for the Holy Grail and Matou Zouyan.

These are meaningless to Duke, he only knows that after Irisviel, he has unlocked the full set of Illya, plus the previous Sakura... just short of Rin Tosaka!

The training barn door opened, and Ilya walked out naked, her new body was adjusted to be 18 years old, the same as her original age. Duke looked up and down, left and right, back and forth, and nodded while watching: "Tsk tsk, it really looks like your mother!"

Although Ilya is immature, she also has a sense of shame. She snatched the white coat from Duke and put it on, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't tell me, the process of reshaping my mother's body was also like this!"

"Of course, science is a rigorous matter, and the necessary process cannot be omitted. Come on, take your hands away, and uncle will take some photos for you to file for future research."

"Sexy maniac! Big pervert!"

"Interesting, as expected of a mother and daughter, even the lines are the same."

Ilya was so angry that her liver hurt, she bypassed Duke and quickly walked to the test bench. On the table lay a 9-year-old girl quietly. This was her former body.

As if some magical power was summoning Illya, she felt something in her heart, and couldn't help reaching out to her former self, but before she touched it, Duke stopped her.

Duke shook his head: "Just look at it, don't touch it, you can't bear the pollution of black mud, you will go crazy!"

"Then why can you?"

Duke shrugged: "I'm special, you can think that I'm more dangerous than black mud."

Elijah: "I see!"

Duke snorted coldly and ignored her, and began to study the 9-year-old girl on the test bench. Although she was an empty shell without a soul, her breathing and heartbeat were still there, as if she was asleep.

Ilya swallowed her saliva, and said flatteringly, "That...uncle, what are you going to do with her?"

"Cut off the limbs and head, keep the part of the Holy Grail and put it in the refrigerator." Duke said something that made Illya's hairs stand on end.

"No, no, this is my body, absolutely cannot do this."

"It's not anymore, it's the Holy Grail, my trophy."

Illya tried her best to stop her, but Duke made up her mind, especially what she could change. Illya was thrown out of the basement and fell into Berserker's arms.

"Little devil, you are worthless, go wherever you want, get out!"

The basement door was closed, and there were a few faint cutting sounds of a chainsaw. Ilya hammered the door with her fist, but the door was welded to death, so she couldn't get in.

After a while, Ilya was so tired that she was out of breath. She was still a little uncomfortable with the new body she just took over. She supported her knees to relieve her breath, and then remembered that she still had a thug with a father's love, and waved her big hand: "Berserker, take this A door slams open!"

Berserker didn't move at all, as if he didn't hear it at all. In fact, he heard it, but with a zero IQ, he didn't know who the person in front of him was, so he chose to ignore it.

"Berserker, don't you miss me? I'm your beloved Illya!" Illya was dumbfounded.

Hardcore lolicon Berserker said, your appearance is older than 14 years old, and loli who have exceeded the shelf life are determined not to be fans.

Ilya immediately turned pale, leaning on the wall and falling into a trough in her life. After a while, she began to hammer on the door desperately: "Sexy maniac! Big pervert! Hurry up and change me back to the way I was before——"

"Quickly open the door and give me back Berserker!"

After working hard all afternoon, after analyzing the outline of the Holy Grail, Duke walked out of the basement contentedly. As soon as he went out, he saw Illya sleeping against the corner of the wall. Duke wanted Berserker to throw her out, but suddenly a flash of light came to his mind, and he thought of a bad... ahem, good idea.

What would happen if Illya, who was full of hatred for Emiya Kiritsugu, was brought back to his original world?

"It always makes me happy to see other people's misfortune. Berserker, find a room and throw Illya in, and don't let her escape." Duke ordered aloud.

Without saying a word, Berserker picked up Illya who was by the wall and left. Duke looked at the backs of the two thoughtfully. Illya was only allowed to go alone, and her combat effectiveness was really worrying. It was estimated that she would be captured by Emiya Kiritsugu in a few strokes, and then a family would love each other.

"Emiya Kiritsugu is a boss at the level of the Four Heavenly Kings. To be fair, let Berserker go with Illya..." Duke showed a smirk: "Kiritsugu, don't blame me for being black, brother, I'm all for you Well, who made you not know your blessings in the midst of blessings!"

...

In the evening, Sakura came home from school and brought an unexpected news to Duke.

"You two classmates want to visit, and they are already waiting outside the barrier?" Duke looked at Sakura, who lowered her head as if she had done something wrong.

"If the teacher doesn't want to, I'll let them leave now." Sakura pinched the corner of her clothes, neither Tohsaka Rin nor Emiya Shirou, she didn't want to reject each other, so she chose a compromise.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, they will come to me sooner or later, just a day or two in advance." Duke said this because the Holy Grail is in his hands, but all masters and slaves who aim to win will come to me sooner or later.

"Really? Then I'll call them in!" Xiao Sakura said with a smile on her face, relieved.

"Sakura, you didn't tell about Berserker, Caster, and Lancelot, did you?" Duke asked, which was very important.

"No, the situation at home is a bit complicated. I haven't mentioned it to anyone." Regarding the battle of the Holy Grail, Sakura didn't care much, and planned to be a passerby all the time.

"You did a good job, hurry up and bring your classmates in, don't let them wait outside the door for too long." Duke showed a warm and hospitable smile.

Sakura stood still, hesitated for a while before saying: "Teacher, I heard from Caster that they are also the masters who participated in the Holy Grail War... Can you not hurt them, sir?"

Duke walked up to Sakura and rubbed her head: "I said before, Teacher Sakura will give you whatever she wants. If you don't want to hurt them, then I won't hurt them."

"Thank you, teacher!" Sakura enjoyed the warmth above her head, and trotted out the door.

It wasn't until Sakura's figure disappeared that Duke put away his smile, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, the obscure magic wave spread out, and servants appeared in front of him one by one.

Berserker - Hercules!

Caster—Medea!

Rider——Medusa!

Berserker - Lancelot!

Duke looked at the four people with satisfaction, and said: "There are two groups of masters and servants who have thrown themselves into the net outside the barrier, entertain them well. Be careful, it doesn't matter what the servants are, but don't hurt the master, I will I promised Sakura."

The four servants faded and disappeared after receiving the order. At this moment, Duke suddenly spoke and left Lancelot behind.

"Master, what advice do you have? Is there any special task for me?" Lancelot bowed slightly, performing a knight's salute.

As the earliest follower of Duke, Lancelot knew his master very well, and he must have other plans with a full stomach.

Duke put on a serious face: "Xiao Lan, I have two news here. One good news and one bad news. Which one are you going to hear first?"

Lancelot thumped in his heart, but his face remained unchanged: "Master, if possible, I don't want to hear any of them."

Duke rolled his eyes, and Xiaolan was getting more and more boring. If he had changed it before, he would definitely say that it was all up to the Master.

"You have to listen to these two pieces of news. I'm telling you this for your own good. Didn't you see that I sent the other three people away?" .

Lancelot: But every time this happens, you screw me!

"Xiao Lan, listen up! The good news is that the Saber of this Holy Grail War is still King Arthur, yes, that's right, the one you swore allegiance to, and then gave him a hat."

Can this also be called good news?

Lancelot almost bled: "Master, didn't you say that there will be no king in this Holy Grail War? The probability is less than one in ten thousand?"

Duke was also very annoyed: "I just found out, if Saber wasn't too close to the barrier, I couldn't believe that she was so lucky."

Lancelot held his breath, and complained: "With all due respect, this kind of luck is not good luck!"

"Why?"

Lancelot bowed his head silently, why haven't you counted B in your heart yet?

Lancelot was very afraid of meeting King Dumb again, especially when he was in a team with Duke, but when the fact happened before his eyes, he suddenly felt that it was no big deal. It's not that his mentality is more mature, nor is it that he looks down on the world of mortals, but after being tossed by Duke many times... he got used to it!

Lancelot would be really surprised if the Saber of this Holy Grail War was called Joan of Arc.

"What's the bad news?" Lancelot felt that this was already the worst news, and it couldn't be any worse.

"The leader of your Knights of the Round Table, King Arthur of Great Britain...was put to sleep!"

"What!?"

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