Life As Aozaki Orange

"This is... Gene Lock!!!"

Tohsaka Rin held the binoculars, watched the two sisters who were chasing and fled, and let out a loud cry of surprise. She recognized that Illya was showing unusual abilities now.

In the Fourth Holy Grail War... Aozaki Orange used the ability called "Gene Lock" to defeat her father's heroic spirit and win the last Holy Grail War.

It was... an extremely powerful and terrifying force.

"Gene lock, what is that?"

On the side, Emiya Shirou made a puzzled voice, and not far away, Matou Shinji and Tohsaka Sakura both cast a suspicious look at Tohsaka Rin.

They all don't know much about the so-called genetic lock, or... this term is too modern and does not conform to the magician's habit of naming magic.

"This...how should I explain it?"

Tohsaka Rin continued to hold the binoculars and watched the two sisters who were chasing away from a distance. After thinking for a while, he explained: "That is... open up a tree of life system that belongs to him, and then modify the ability of his tree of life system, so that he can let himself The life level jumps, reaching an ability equivalent to the level of an elf, or a god."

"If that's the case, then this ability...why isn't it just called the tree of life?"

Emiya Shirou asked: "Isn't this more in line with the description of the ability, why use such a modern name."

"I don't know, it's probably the bad taste of the orange-sama."

Tohsaka Rin put down the telescope, Liu Mei frowned slightly: "However, there may be a mysterious intention to conceal magic, or... Chengzi-sama has some strange obsession with the word 'gene lock'."

"In any case, this ability is still too exaggerated."

Matou Shinji's beautiful eyes were cast into the distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "This kind of ability...is no different from the so-called divine power, Mr. Orange...how talented was that back then..."

Chapter 404 Mo Zai, Call Dad

The non-existent 'lock' is twisting.

As she continued to run, Illya clearly felt that inside her petite body, it seemed to be opening, or even... It could be said that it was bursting and releasing something.

The body that had become dull was getting lighter and lighter, and a feeling of unprecedented freedom filled the body and mind.

However, the emotion of fear also filled her heart. What this released... was unknown to her, maybe it was a very terrifying thing.

However, the joyful feeling of breaking free from **** filled her heart, and what it released was powerful and fulfilling to her.

At this moment, the invisible swaying balance continued to struggle in her heart.

"Sister, that's it!"

Chasing, Remilia raised the red magic spear. She had already spread a pair of wings behind her, and the red magic power was surging around her body.

The magic spear in her hand is not an extraordinary thing, it is a weapon given by Skaha, with the power comparable to Cu Chulainn's Noble Phantasm "Spear of Deaththorn".

If added, she holds the power of related destiny.

That is a 'must hit' lore strike.

"no solution anymore!"

Illya gave up and shouted, and then, there was a faint sound of an invisible crack inside her body, and then, magic power emerged from her body again.

Immediately afterwards, she turned around without thinking, the magic power rushed into the wand, and the compressed magic cannon shot out.

And at the same time.

"Piercing it, Gungnir!!!"

Remilia recited the spirit of words, and the red magic spear in her hand threw out, like red lightning from the sky, with unparalleled terrifying power.

In an instant, the blasting magic cannon and the throwing magic gun collided, and the terrifying magic power intertwined and rubbed together to set off a gust of wind, which swept all directions like a roaring wind dragon, and the narrow alley made a sound of neighing and wailing.

Immediately afterwards, the colliding magic power exploded violently.

"boom!"

Light drowns all.

The walls of the alley collapsed suddenly, the glass of the surrounding houses shattered one after another, and the ground seemed to have been bombarded by artillery shells. The terrifying power made people tremble.

"...Did you run away?"

Remilia slowly fell from mid-air to the ground, and after a little observation around, she found that Illya's figure had long since disappeared, and it seemed that she ran away in the gap between the actual confrontation.

However, she didn't care too much, just raised her hand and shook it against the void.

Immediately afterwards, a red lightning burst out from the ground, and shot accurately into her hand that was about to close. That was the magic spear she threw out just now.

Although it seemed that the confrontation was evenly matched before.

However, in fact, she still has the advantage. If she is serious... The power of the explosion is definitely more than that, but after all, the opponent is still her sister.

If there is no room for it, if you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

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Fujimura Dojo.

"Illya, what did you do?!"

Dahe stood at the door of the dojo, stared at Illya in front of him, and said angrily: "Is it possible that Illya has encountered a bad person, tell the teacher... I will never let that person go!"

Ilya in front of her was a little dirty, as if she had rolled on the ground, which made her think of bullying, or encountering a perverted existence.

Therefore, as the head teacher of Illya, and also Illya's elder, she absolutely cannot sit idly by, as long as she is sure... that someone is bullying Illya, then she will make the bully pay the price.

At this point, she has full self-confidence.

"No, it's not bullying either."

Illya raised her hand and scratched her cheek, and said, "It's very troublesome to explain, Mr. Dahe, please give me a place to live, and I'll explain it to you slowly."

"Is it."

Dahe blinked, looked at Illya seriously, and then nodded: "Although I don't touch that world, if there is trouble...or if I really don't want to."

She squatted down gently, and her voice suddenly softened.

"Then go tell Mr. Chengzi that she is not someone who will force her daughter. Even if you want to choose a way of life, just tell Mr. Chengzi what you want in your heart."

"………I understand."

Illya was stunned for a moment, and then nodded obediently. She actually didn't know what way of life she should choose, but what was certain was... she didn't want to live in a different world from her family.

"Then let's go, let's show you the teacher's cooking skills today!"

Dahe laughed out loud, then raised his hand and patted Illya on the shoulder: "However, go take a shower before that, it's not good to look dirty."

Saying so, she led Illya towards the gym's bathroom.

Although there are some things she wants to ask, she will not force the little girl, Illya, to say it. Later, she will personally call and ask about the situation of Orange-sama.

Also, the explosion of these two days... is very similar to the Holy Grail War ten years ago.

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the other side.

Mordred stared closely at the orange-haired woman sitting beside the bed, holding a small sapling that had just sprouted in her hand, indicating that time had just passed.

"Is that... an illusion or the past?"

She suppressed her voice and asked, her expression like a vicious little lion, as if she would stick out her claws and scratch people's faces if she answered incorrectly, with a very strong deterrent meaning.

"Well, am I obliged to answer you?"

Cangzaki Chengzi stared at Xiao Mo, who was a little fierce, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth: "Or... Your Highness Mordred, thinks that I exist... to answer your reasons."

She is not afraid of appearing a little vicious Mordred, it is better to say that she feels a little vicious and cute, and it is more interesting to tease, if it is too cute and cute... but it is not worth bullying.

"...Hmph, it's fine if you don't answer."

Mordred turned his face away and sneered to express his disdain to know. However, the look in Orange's eyes secretly revealed longing, as if she wanted to play hard to escape, but couldn't hide her longing expression.

"That's a pity... This is a very important clue."

Cangzaki Chengzi pointed her red lips with her index finger, closed one eye, and smiled: "If His Highness Mordred knows, maybe there is hope for reconciliation with His Majesty Arturia."

"... woo"

Mordred let out a low cry like a small beast, then turned around and faced the orange in a duck sitting manner, hesitating for a while, and said:

"That...you didn't say it was...are you the husband of your father?"

She said so, the reason why Orange can answer.

"But, this... do you admit it?"

Cangzaki orange crossed his chest and folded his arms, showing a teasing smile: "You don't even want to call me Dad, Your Highness Mordred, this makes me feel very embarrassed."

Her tone was a little low with a hint of melancholy, giving people a sense of sigh of vicissitudes of life, just like an old father facing an unfilial child sadly.

but.

Mordred almost clenched his teeth and stared angrily at the smiling woman beside him. If he hadn't been able to beat this wicked woman, she would have drawn her sword now.

However, it is also a fact that they are asking for others. In order to be the favorite cub of the father and the king, it is bearable to face some bullying.

She took a deep breath, her father's smiling face flashed in her mind, suppressing the irritability of beheading people, a smile emerged and said:

"Dad, can you tell me, is that the past...or an illusion?!"

Chapter 405 The short battle

Commercial Street.

Inside a roadside coffee shop.

A **** woman is sitting by the window, holding a cup of warm coffee, looking sideways at the people passing by the window, as if thinking about the meaning of life.

Just yesterday... She was only challenging a primary school student, but she didn't expect that she was almost killed, which made her doubt her own strength. Could it be that she was a professional magician.

Still not able to be active in this Holy Grail War?

"...Really, I still can't beat a child."

She raised her head and sighed, and put those emotions behind her. Calm thoughts are the most important thing now. Feelings like hesitation and lack of self-confidence should wait until the Holy Grail War.

"……enemy!"

A pleasant but intermittent female voice rang out.

The **** woman was stunned for a moment, and her eyes were cast towards the place where the voice was spoken. Sitting opposite her was a beautiful girl with pink hair in a white dress.

However, what is amazing is that this beautiful girl has golden metal accessories on her forehead and temples, which look like they are inlaid in the body of this beautiful girl.

This is... from the protagonist of the famous science fiction novel 'Frankenstein', the artificial human created by a mad scientist.

Of course, in the novel, Frankenstein is actually a burly man with an ugly height of more than two meters. Why is he such a cute and beautiful girl? This is a mystery to her.

"...An enemy?"

The **** woman stood up, drank the coffee in the cup, and immediately followed Berserker's line of sight. Then, of course, she focused on the two beautiful girls in kimono wandering in the street.

It was a pair of beautiful girls with similar looks but completely different temperaments.

If you want to make a metaphor, it is the so-called yin and yang polarities, the strong opposition and the wonderful temperament of each other, and even can make people distinguish the difference between the two sisters at a glance.

"Come on, Berserker!"

She smiled charmingly, turned and walked out of the cafe, while Berserker glanced at the Master, and immediately picked up the coffee on the table and drank it, and turned around to catch up with the **** woman.

on the street.

The footsteps of the two ceremonies suddenly stopped, and they frowned slightly and looked forward. There were two women blocking the way at some point, and the breath was full of hostility.

Needless to say, there is nothing wrong with them being the enemy.

"Come on, let's have a deep conversation in another place."

The **** woman stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, and her eyes were full of hints: "There are too many people here, so you can't play."

"... woohoo!"

Berserker also sounded like a demonstration, staring at the two women opposite her with very vigilant eyes. Her instinct made her feel a little uneasy, but she couldn't find out what was wrong.