Where's the promised harem of Heroic Spirits? Why is it all just me?

"..." Irisviel's face darkened. She understood what she was about to face. "Even if you get the Lesser Holy Grail, it doesn't mean you will win..."

"I don't care about that." Nightingale interrupted Irisviel, causing her to pause.

Two pairs of red eyes looked at each other, as if they were back in the church that day.

"I told you, you are sick and I will cure you, but for your disease, the only treatment is to remove the lesion." As she spoke, she continued to stir the medicine bottle in her hand and poured milk into it.

As if she felt it was about time, she handed the bottle to Irisviel.

"Drink it."

"This is..." Looking at the black liquid in the medicine bottle, Alice was surprised.

She was so familiar with this kind of medicine bottle that she thought Nightingale wanted to inject it into her body.

At this point, she no longer believed Nightingale's words about saving her. The bottle of medicine in front of her, which smelled of hot cocoa, might be the poison that would make her dignified.

"..."

After hesitating for a long time, she took the hot cocoa and drank it all in one gulp as if she was ready to die.

The sweet taste like chocolate slid through my mouth, and my body felt itchy for some reason.

As the Lesser Holy Grail, even if she escaped from here, she would surely die, not to mention that her body was getting weaker and weaker, making the possibility of escape increasingly unrealistic.

At this point, this might be the best outcome. At least it doesn't taste bad.

After drinking the cup of chocolate, Irisviel threw it to the ground and glared at Nightingale with anger and unyielding spirit.

Seeing this guy drink the chocolate blessed by Quetzalcoatl so neatly, Bree couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The next step to be performed was a heart transplant. Only after she was awake and drank the life-saving medicine would she dare to proceed to the next step.

Loli Gama walked up and touched Irisviel's forehead.

The fragrance of flowers filled the air, and Irisviel fell backwards onto the bed.

Is it over?

Irisviel looked at the ceiling, and what flashed across her gradually blurry eyes was Illya's smiling face.

"Okay." Nightingale pulled over a bed that had been set up nearby and let Kama lie on it.

She did not prepare any measures for Kama, because what was here was just a clone of the clone prepared specifically for the Lesser Holy Grail.

Of course, Bree would not let his existing clone carry the Holy Grail. If the operation failed, he would have no place to complain.

Although the death penalty is only a 24-hour cooldown and a loss of five points of role-playing ability, each point of his role-playing ability was hard-earned, and he would feel sad for a long time if he lost even a little.

More importantly, the physique of each of his clones is a little too large compared to that of ordinary people, and it is not easy to find suitable anesthetics.

The senses of each of his clones are 100% shared, and what is about to be performed is a heart-wrenching operation.

Kama has already reached the maximum level, there is no need for him to cry in pain to increase his role-playing ability.

In comparison, although the clone created by Gama relying on the authority of the beast has many disadvantages, it can at least block the pain.

Moreover, it was just a very weak clone created to carry the Lesser Holy Grail, so it shouldn't attract the attention of the restraining force.

Nightingale wrapped chains around Kama's body again and again to prevent him from moving instinctively during the operation. Then she picked up the willow-like scalpel, which flashed with a cold light.

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The delicate operation began at the flower shop, while at the castle, Renis followed Kiritsugu and the others back to the room.

Two heroic spirits were also called up, and they followed behind Lanis like bodyguards.

But as soon as he came in, Kiritsugu was called away by Maiya. It seemed that something big had happened and he didn't know what they talked about.

Lanis and Tokiomi sat opposite each other on the sofa, and she made tea for herself on the coffee table.

"You seem to be quite skilled with tea." Tokiomi said with a little surprise.

Lanis looked like a typical foreigner. According to Tokiomi's guess, the most this kind of foreigner would come into contact with on a daily basis would be black tea.

“I know elders who love Chinese tea ceremony,” Lanise said with a smile.

This is of course just a random fabrication, but Bree did study tea art professionally when he joined a club in college.

Unfortunately, perhaps because the tea art in the Three Kingdoms period was not as complicated as in later generations, Bree did not see much improvement in the performance.

Seeing that it was of no use, she stopped bothering with the complicated steps and poured the tea directly into the cup.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Tokiomi always felt that Lanis was distracted, as if her attention was focused on something else.

Mordred, who was sitting behind Lanis on the back of the sofa, tapped his arm impatiently and shook his crossed legs rhythmically.

Not long after, she suddenly jumped to the ground: "Where is my father? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

The voice was so loud that the two people who were still talking in the distance fell silent at the same time.

"...Hmm?" There was something subtly wrong in the atmosphere, and even Tōsaka Tokiomi noticed it.

"There are some things that are exactly what we are going to talk about next." Just when both sides were silent, Kiritsugu took the lead in breaking the deadlock.

As if he had made up his mind, he brought Maiya to the group and pulled out a photo from his pocket.

"Saber may have been taken away by the enemy now. The eyes we hid on her captured this." Kiritsugu said, throwing the photo onto the coffee table.

The photo slid across the glass table and stopped in front of everyone like an acrobat.

"..."

Tōsaka Tokiomi suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open and his breathing heavy.

"That is……"

The girl in the picture is making expressions to the camera. There is fire burning on her body. Her figure cannot be seen clearly, but a different kind of pressure can be felt.

147. Got tricked?

The white-haired Heroic Spirit is like a ghost hiding in the winter wood.

It all started a month ago when Oda Nobunaga suddenly appeared on a rooftop in Fuyuki City, battling another Heroic Spirit and displaying overwhelming and terrifying power.

Not long ago, Oda Nobunaga attacked the Matou residence, and the whereabouts of several members of the Matou family are still unknown. This forced Tokiomi to promote the Red Team alliance.

Every time Oda Nobunaga displayed his terrifying strength and shocked everyone, there was always a shadow following him, like the green leaves of flowers, the foil behind the hero.

Tokiomi recalled that every time he saw this white-haired heroic spirit, he could never see her face clearly, as if she was deliberately hiding herself.

And now, like a lazy beast baring its ferocious fangs, the silver-haired heroic spirit openly allowed others to see his face.

Seeing the true face of the mysterious Heroic Spirit was certainly shocking, but what shocked Tokiomi the most was that this face looked so familiar.

The thought of his adopted daughter, whose whereabouts were unknown, flashed through Tokiomi's mind. He covered his head and sat back on the sofa.

What’s going on…why do they look so similar?

The Heroic Spirit in the photo looks to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, but the resemblance between her eyebrows and eyes to Sakura is impossible to ignore no matter how you look at it.

"Are you okay?" Lanis looked at Tokiomi and asked with her head tilted, pretending to know nothing.

"Who is this?" Mordred leaned over the coffee table and pretended to frown.

“Where are they… No…” Noticing that he had lost his composure, Tokiomi gathered his emotions.

The people of the Tohsaka family must remain elegant at all times, and more importantly, they cannot let them see that they are the most anxious now.

"I've seen this Heroic Spirit... She's always been with Oda Nobunaga." Tokiomi looked at Kiritsugu, "Your wife might have been abducted by her as well."

Like passing the buck, Tokiomi threw the topic to Kiritsugu, hoping that he would hurry up.

"Hasn't Oda Nobunaga always acted alone?" Kiritsugu asked this question.

"Perhaps she has recognized this Heroic Spirit?" Lanis suddenly said, "I remember that when Oda Nobunaga first appeared, he fought with a Heroic Spirit, right?"

“…Maybe that’s the case.” Kiritsugu’s eyes fell on the photo.

This heroic spirit may have appeared before, but never like today. Just a photo of it brought such a huge sense of oppression.

He recalled the servants who had appeared so far and guessed her job.

Is it the black side's lancer? Or the assassin? Or the red side's rider?

Kiritsugu raised his head and looked at Lanis.

This Heroic Spirit seemed to have used some means to hide her spiritual base. Her class could not be seen, and even her Servant identity could not be detected.

If it weren't for the terrifying lake-like treasure that had just been released on the castle, he would have almost believed that the information Saber told him was false.

"..."

Maiya's finger suddenly poked Kiritsugu's back from behind, startling him.

He realized that everyone present was looking at him.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now." Kiritsugu apologized.

"Is Saber okay?" asked Lanis.

Kiritsugu understood.

The fact that Saber was abducted is not a big deal at the moment. After all, he still has the Command Seals, and he can call her back with just a command.

But just as he raised his arm, his expression suddenly froze.

He could still feel the bond between himself and Saber, with no sign of being blocked or severed.

"I might know where she was taken." Kiritsugu said calmly.

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The fire at Ryudo Temple had long since died down, and only a heap of ashes remained on the summit of Mount Enzo.

Artoria stood among the ruins, looking at the only light source on the top of the mountain besides the starry sky, the man wrapped in flames.

She squatted on the ground bored, sliding a glowing board in her hand.

"You said you would take me to a place where I could see Irisviel." Altria said seriously.

"Of course." As he said that, Kama suddenly picked up the board in his hand and let Altria see the light on it clearly.

“……!” Artoria’s eyes widened as she saw Irisviel sleeping soundly on the bed on the board.

"brush!"

A flash of knife light passed by, and Jia Mo hurriedly put away his phone: "What are you doing? This thing is very precious!"

"Are you kidding me?" Altria said angrily.

Although she didn't know about smartphones, she had been in the real world for so long and had been with Kiritsugu for so long that she knew very well what a photo was.

"Don't worry." Kama raised his hand. "At least she is safe, right?"

"Are you threatening me with her life?" Altria shouted.

"How could that be? You're not even worth my threat." Kama reached out, grasped Altria's blade, and slowly pushed it aside. "Tonight, the Holy Grail War should end."

"Then I should kill you here first..."

"So much for the farce."

A proud voice suddenly sounded, and the two paused. They turned their heads and saw the golden king appear on the scorched rockery.

Artoria closed her mouth and instinctively aimed her sword at him.

Dragging his heavy armor, Gilgamesh jumped in front of the two men, his eyes flashing over them, finally stopping on Kama.

"Can you still become like that?" Without any greeting or words like "long time no see", Gilgamesh asked directly, like a king comforting his subjects.

"If it's absolutely necessary, I can do it, okay?" Kama said with a smile.

"That's a formidable enemy." Gilgamesh suddenly smiled. "When do you plan to reveal the Holy Grail?"

"Wait a moment." Kama just said this, she raised her head and looked at the brightly lit Fuyuki City.

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"Finally done~"

In the jungle at the foot of the mountain, after completing all the tasks, Mary lay on the ground with her arms and legs spread out, refusing to get up like a salted fish.

Frankenstein was checking the magic circle on the ground according to the blueprint, and suddenly kicked Mary in the butt.

"Ah? Another mistake?" Merry complained with her eyes closed, not even raising her head. "Let me rest for a while! Merry, I feel like my whole body is falling apart now. Even if the Master ordered me to die with the Command Seal, I can't get up!"