I, Li Xiang, Sister Control Giant

'A little bigger than me. '

Li Xiang sighed in his heart.

Although Illya's mentality is to treat her sister as a sister, but if you look at her age, Lixiang, who is not yet 17 years old, is really helpless.

She was even smaller than Illya, which was outrageous.

She hadn't slept all the time, and Li Xiang, who was vigilant at night, opened her eyes, and Illya's sweet smile was reflected in her golden eyes.

Standing up, Lixiang took off the hood, "What do you want to eat?"

"Peanut soy milk, and strawberry cake."

Counting down the delicacies she had eaten at Lixiang, Ilya, who had been with Lixiang for nearly a week at Einzbern Castle, no longer had her usual sense of disobedience and indifference.

As cute as an obedient sister.

Jumping off the bed, Ilya, who was not wearing shoes, was easily caught by Rika.

With too slender arms wrapped around her neck, Lika hugged little Illya, helped her put on socks and boots, and then walked out of the room.

He also interfered with the waitress in the corridor with hint magic and asked her to help clean up the room.

Walking into the kitchen, taking out the ingredients that were brought in advance, Lixiang began to soak the beans.

The ready-made oven in the kitchen also works for her.

The food stored in the crystal dice itself can guarantee the temperature, and the time inside is almost stopped.

Taking out the leftover potato balls as a snack for Illya, Lixiang put the girl on the stool to the side, put on an apron, and started to make today's breakfast and lunch for Illya.

"Berserker, how gentle."

Li Xiang smiled and said nothing.

Soon, today's dishes are freshly baked, and Illya enjoys it happily.

After removing the apron, Lika, who was just about to put this thing back in place, saw Ilya swallowing hastily, and she waved her little hand.

"Wait a minute, Berserker, take this with you."

Looking at the printed apron in his hand, Lixiang thought for a while.

It may be Illya, she prefers to wear an apron, and finally the apron was included in the crystal dice.

Waiting for Ilya to finish eating, holding her little hand, Lixiang left the homestay.

Not talking about eating and living for nothing, but also taking an apron, which made Lixiang feel strange, and finally chose to leave a gold nugget at the front desk.

When I walked out the door, the snow that had been flying last night had stopped, and only the ground was covered in silver.

Illya held Tachika's hand tightly, and the two were about to return to Einzbern's castle, and then, under the arrangement there, flew to Fuyuki City for the Holy Grail War.

This time I came out just because Illya wanted to take a closer look at the outside world before starting the war.

"Ilya is holding her so tightly, she's almost unable to walk."

"Humph! Berserker, I'm tired!"

Looking at Illya who was standing still, Lixiang stretched out her hand and hugged Illya.

Illya was actually very light, not even as heavy as the weapons that Rika had used.

Putting her cheek against Rika's fairly plump chest, Illya raised her head, her red eyes twinkling, looking at Rika expectantly——

"Hey, Berserker, will you always protect me?"

"Of course, Master!"

With a serious expression, Rika swears in a decent manner.

The more comical expression under the hood made Ilya giggle, and her mood became better.

Maybe from this moment on, this girl with a very twisted heart really recognized Emiya Tachika and recognized her as her Servant.

"By the way, even maddening E should have an image on the sanity."

"How is Berserker guaranteed not to be disturbed?"

The eyes are dotted with curiosity, and the pupils like rubies are smart and cute.

Li Xiang smiled, and began to think about this question, her brows were lightly wrinkled together——

"Maybe I'm a weird guy."

"A weirdo? But even a weirdo, I like Berserker!"

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On the edge of a small town in Germany, a beauty in men's clothing was walking along a wide road.

The short red hair was blown up by the cold wind, and Bazette, who was in a black suit, clenched his right hand and looked at the town in front of him with a weird expression.

"How is this going?"

"Eldest sister, you didn't feel wrong, there is a guy with a rather exaggerated momentum ahead!"

A wave of light and mist shook, and the 'pervert' in blue tights appeared behind Bazette.

The man with the red spear with a fierce expression of fighting, looked at the exit of the town with the eyes of a beast.

Holding the figure of a girl like a primary school student, she stopped when she just walked out of the town.

Both sides look at each other.

"Sure enough, is it the breath of a Servant?"

A man eager to try, like a man who would rush to fight at any time, looked at the hooded Servant, and blocked the little girl who had put it down behind him.

"Miss?"

"Yes, the opponent is the opponent of the Holy Grail War, let's solve him."

Hearing this, Lancer, who was quite happy, carried the scarlet magic spear and went to meet the unknown Servant from a distance.

In the Holy Grail War, Servants have the ability to perceive the existence of each other. Although the Holy Grail War has not officially started, if the two Servants who were summoned in advance meet, then what will happen next is self-evident. .

"It's you?"

"Oh, you know me, where have we met?"

Handing the fur of the divine beast to Illya, Lika, who stood in front of her, looked at Lancer in front of her vigilantly.

The blue spearmen have a very violent breath, and they have the feeling of a bloodthirsty berserker. Obviously Lancer looks more like a berserker than Lixiang.

And his doubts caused Lixiang to step back slightly.

"You're Lancer class this time, Cú Chulainn."

Chapter 186 Chapter 170 IV The Son of Light in Ireland

The Irish Child of Light, Cu Chulainn.

As a member of the Akane Knights, if the story was set in Europe, he would be able to shine alongside Hercules and King Arthur, that is to say, he was a very famous hero.

At the pier in Fuyuki City, Rika and the guy with the Lancer card were fighting, and the whole pier was about to sink.

The spear skill is outstanding and the strength is extremely strong, and the Noble Phantasm it holds is also very dangerous.

But for Cú Chulainn, Lixiang was an opponent he would have a headache and would be very difficult to deal with, and the two who were facing each other were not aware of this.

Having met such an opponent before Fuyuki's first battle, Cu Chulainn's luck didn't look good...

"I don't remember you, are you also a hero of my time?"

Lancer asked suspiciously.

Judging from that tone, the other party definitely knew him, but he should not be very familiar.

Pointing to Rika, then to himself, Lancer carried the spear on his shoulder and looked at Rika with a puzzled look.

From that gaze, Cú Chulainn judged that the other party must know him.

"It doesn't matter! No matter whether we know each other or not, no matter how we were alive, we will be opponents in the Holy Grail War. Since we are enemies, there is no need to discuss these!"

"Each has someone to serve, mine is the eldest sister, and you are the little girl!"

Vermilion's gun pointed at Lixiang, Lancer's expression became grim, his face was uncontrollable, excited by the powerful enemy.

Although the other party has not revealed it, his intuition tells him that this thin guy is very strong, very strong!

"We may have been friends before we were alive, and we never fought happily, but now after death, we can fight to the death. This is exactly what I'm after!"

Holding the magic spear in his hand tightly, Lancer invited him.

For this opponent who made him excited, he waited for a response and was willing to give the highest courtesy.

"Master?"

Lixiang looked behind her, Ilya, who was wearing a lion's skin over her winter coat, had an indifferent expression that was originally cute.

She squinted at Cú Chulainn and said coldly—

"Kill him, Berserker!"

"What... your class is Berserker? How is this..."

How can this be?

Seeing Lixiang with clear eyes and able to communicate with him, Lancer was shocked.

But the next moment, he lost that calm...

The golden longbow appeared in mid-air, and the concrete floor under Lixiang's feet was stepped on with a 'boom' to create cobweb-like cracks.

The huge force turned into thrust, the hood fell in the wind, and the girl's long hair fluttered.

The distance of less than 20 meters was fleeting, and the tough longbow was like a battle axe, and Li Xiang swung it down with force.

The hound-like eyes captured the extremely fast figure, as well as the longbow filled with rich divinity. Lancer, who was posing, tried to resist with the magic spear.

Bang-! !

The exaggerated force made Lancer's cheeks twist.