If You Can Read the File, You Will Die

Instruct the servant to take the other party to the Tangyu room.

Irisviel returned to her room.

Although entertaining guests is the most basic courtesy of nobles, but in this castle, I am the hostess after all, and she is a married hostess, so in some things, it is necessary to avoid danger.

But in the room, Irisviel saw the figure of her daughter, Illya.

"Illya?" Irisviel called softly.

"Mom, don't you want me to be a vessel for the Holy Grail War?" asked the girl with her back turned to his wife.

"Illya, I'm sorry, this shouldn't be your responsibility."

"It's okay, Mom, I like to be the Holy Grail." There was a trace of weirdness in the girl's voice.

"And if you don't become the Holy Grail first, you won't be able to prevent the awakening of the Holy Grail power in your mother."

"You're not Illya!" Irisviel said in a deep voice.

There was a sharp light in the originally peaceful eyes.

There is definitely something wrong with Ilya in front of me!

With just one thought, the magic power on his body began to flow continuously.

As the container of the Holy Grail, Irisviel's magical talent is absolutely unparalleled.

"Don't resist, Mom."

The girl finally turned her head, and Irisviel was taken aback for a moment, as if she was about to suffocate, with those more alluring red pupils.

But in this gap of daze, she suddenly found that she had lost control of her body.

In the room, invisible silk threads are densely wrapped around the limbs like spider webs.

The tight and fine magic power thread, while absorbing the magic power of Alice Fehr, also prevented her desire to use magic to resist.

For a moment, the flow of magic power on the silk thread makes the whole room look like a dream.

"Why are you doing this, Illya."

Irisviel's cheeks flushed, and under Illya's control, the passing of magic power turned out to be a different kind of pleasure.

Obviously being bitten by a mosquito, but it will produce a paralyzing feeling.

The current Irisviel is in such a situation.

"Enjoy more soon, Mom." The girl just let out a deep laugh.

With the light lift of that white finger.

With a groan, Irisviel was slowly taken into the air.

The original magic thread bound her tightly with a special binding method.

Under such constraints, the already soft long skirt accentuated her proud figure to the fullest.

And the long skirt that was above the knees was also slowly being teased.

The silk thread tied around the ankle forced Irisviel to open her legs to the sides.

With a very shameful gesture.

Appeared in front of Illya.

"Illya, hurry up, stop!" Even without looking at it, she could feel the large area of ​​her skin exposed to the air.

This made Irisviel, who was already extremely concerned about etiquette, feel extremely uneasy.

Although there were only maids in the original castle, but now, there is an extra male guest.

If the other party sees yourself like this...

Irisviel couldn't imagine what she would do at that time.

"It's really beautiful, Mom." The girl briskly spun in a circle on the spot.

"What do you think of my clothes?"

Sailor's upper body uniform, extremely short pleated skirt.

With just this slight swing, Irisviel saw the absolute realm of Illya's girl.

297.

"Too, too short...no, not what a lady should wear."

"It's always like this! It's always like this! Mom is just too rigid." The girl snorted, "But after today, Mom should understand and like this kind of skirt."

"Illya...what happened to you?" Irisviel's voice was mixed with a hint of tenderness.

The thread of magic power is winding around the calf and spreading slowly.

"Then, please enjoy yourself, I'm going to find my big brother now." After performing a lady's etiquette, Ilya hopped and walked outside the house.

"Wait a minute, Elijah!"