[Comprehensive] Enkidu

Germany.

Einzbern Castle.

The sound of wind and snow outside seems to be louder than usual.

Ilyasviel von Einzbern rubbed her eyes, sat up in the soft big bed made of velvet, and stared at the snowflakes flying outside the window.

The snow field located in an extremely cold place, coupled with the magic of solidified ice and snow, such a weather is as common as eating and drinking, and it can be said that even if you look at it, you will feel disgusted.

Today is a little different.

The girl in charge of a part of the magic barrier near Einzbern Castle clearly sensed the fluctuation of the barrier, and the snowstorm in the barrier became more and more violent.

But ordinary magicians are unable to find the castle buried in the snow, not to mention the name of the Yusanjia is enough to scare the malicious people back.

Thinking of this, Ilya almost jumped up in surprise, there was only one person, and only he had reason and strength to appear in front of her.

That was the man called a traitor by his grandfather—Emiya Kiritsugu.

Not caring about changing out of her thin pajamas, Ilya quietly opened the door with bare feet and walked towards the forest.

"so cold......"

The bottom of her unheated clothes was filled with biting cold wind, and every step she took, she would shiver from stepping on the snow. Even if she did not belong to the range of normal people, she would feel that she could not tolerate this extreme weather, and her body kept driving her Return to the warm castle.

【No, I must see Kiritsugu. 】

Illya gritted her teeth and forced herself to forget the current environment.

Unknowingly, Ilya came to the depths of the forest, not far away was the edge of the enchantment, she couldn't help showing a happy expression while wrapping her arms around her for warmth, hurriedly tidied her clothes, and ran towards the front where the restlessness came.

"...Kiritsugu?"

Instead of her long-lost father, what appeared before her eyes was a pack of hungry wolves.

It is precisely because they are too hungry that they want to break the transparent magic barrier and go out to look for food. The green eyes exuding a killing atmosphere look at the food that suddenly appeared.

Illya stepped back in horror, only to remember that all her magical agents were in the castle.

The snow wolves rushed forward to bite the delicious prey regardless of whether Illya was ready or not.

"Well."

Almost for a moment, the girl was thrown down by a large group of fierce predators. She could only cover her face in a panic, and rolled towards the thick snow, but this was not a good way. If the smell spreads, it will arouse their desire to attack.

On the hands, on the neck, near the heart, there were torn wounds everywhere, probably too painful, Ilya couldn't open her eyes, she kept struggling to escape the vicious snow wolves, she could only let out a dying cry for help .

It hurts.

The pain was tens of thousands of times worse than modifying the magic circuit. It was not just a physical pain, but the heart that was not injured at all and still beating was screaming in pain.

【It turns out that Kiritsugu never came back. 】

Once again, lied to.

Barely opening his eyes, he vaguely saw the sharp fangs aiming at the trachea on his neck, eager to take the last life.

If he just dies like this, Grandpa will have a better artificial man to complete Illya's mission and participate in the Holy Grail War. A weak and incompetent loser like her will only be laughed at if the body is found the next day.

Illya clenched her fists tightly, blood staining the pure white snow.

Immediately, a strange notch composed of three red patterns appeared on the back of the hand.

The snow wolf opened its mouth wide, and was about to bite through the throat of the defenseless prey. Before the fangs pierced the skin, its body was nailed to the giant tree not far away by the black chain.

It shook its head unwillingly, finally lowered its head, and swallowed its last breath.

Will there be black light in this world?

At the moment of being hugged, Ilya suddenly thought of this.

It's hard to tell whether it's silver or gray. The long hair hangs down on her chest because of the swaying steps. It is different from her white hair and is a dull color.

The pale golden pupils seemed to reflect the setting sun, cold and empty, without any emotional fluctuations, and matched with facial features that were so delicate that they did not resemble real people, they were more like a beautiful doll deliberately shaped.

He tightly protected Illya's young body, and countless black chains stabbed at the enraged wolves. The splashed blood was accompanied by the wailing of the beasts. The terrified wolf has stopped breathing.

Amazing!

She didn't have any fear, and the pale face that had lost its color showed a touch of blush due to excitement. At this time, the restlessness of the magic circuit in her body was obviously very unbearable for her, but Ilya still laughed happily.

"Are you my follower?"

Even though the pain was so painful that she couldn't even make a sound, Illya still stubbornly asked the black hero who was carrying her to the castle.

But she didn't get an answer, and the corpses of the pack of wolves quickly passed by behind her. In the blink of an eye, she returned to the Einzbern Castle in the ice and snow.

The wounds on the body can be healed quickly by using healing magic.

Illya sat on a chair, waiting for the two android maids, Liz and Sera, to perform restoration magic on her. The blood-stained pajamas were replaced by a solemn white dress.

The taciturn maids were busy with their work, and Illya played with her long white hair that was soaked in moisture from the melted ice and snow in her hands, while turning her eyes to the flickering black figure standing beside the warming fire.

She remembered what Grandpa had said just now.

"Summon a powerful heroic spirit one year in advance, it seems that we will surely win the Holy Grail this time."

The old man's eyes were full of joy, and he didn't seem to notice that Illya was seriously injured, and his pride was nothing more than giving the Einzbern family a chance to win.

"It seems that the Greek hero I prepared for you doesn't need to be summoned anymore, but Ilya, the plan is still going on as usual. You have to improve yourself to master such a powerful weapon."

The firewood in the fireplace crackled and crackled, and the shattered sparks splashed everywhere, and soon turned into a puff of light smoke. It was the warmest and brightest light source in the room, but it couldn't illuminate the shadow of the heroic spirit.

Ilya originally thought that she would be afraid of the trial grandpa said, but when she saw the servants guarding her, that fear seemed to subside slowly.

"What's your real name?"

Illya stood on her tiptoes and circled around the heroic spirit. Her skirt raised a beautiful arc, like a white flower blooming in the snow.

"..."

Although the other party's eyes followed her all the time, he still didn't speak.

But that's enough.

Watch her, protect her, shelter her from the wind and rain; don't abandon her, don't lie to her, she is the only one in her eyes.

"Then, it's confirmed, you are my berserker."

The girl's smile was full of sweet and soft joy.

Since the servants were summoned a year in advance, without the support of the Holy Grail, Illya provided such a huge amount of magic power that Illya would feel severe pain all over her body when she moved a little bit. She had to expand the magic circuit again and transform her physique. .

It's also part of the trial.

The transformation of the magic circuit is no different from experiencing the bite of wolves again. Illya will scream out in pain every time. This kind of experience does not happen by chance, and it will be repeated almost every few days.

For Illya, transforming the magic circuit is not the most difficult process, but the most difficult are those horrifying trials. Kiritsugu's failure and disappearance in the Fourth Holy Grail War greatly reduced Illya's status in the Einzbern family. status, they see Illya more as a useful tool.

A secluded forest full of evil spirits; a tomb of the living dead piled up with countless corpses; a basement where failed artificial humans are placed.Only by killing them completely can there be a chance to leave. Illya quickly learned to use the servants that drove her to resist the enemies who hurt her, even if she paid a painful price like a broken bone.

After thoroughly killing groups of horrific-looking living dead, Illya was allowed to rest for half a day to recover her body functions. Today, she also completed the transformation of the magic circuit, and there were still marks on her face.

The powerless girl snuggled into the arms of the servant, and was led back to the room by the black heroic spirit as usual.

Lying on the warm and soft big bed, Illya breathed tremblingly. Compared with being tough in front of the ghouls, she was more in line with her appearance of weakness at this time.

But she was unwilling to show such a distressed appearance to anyone in the Einzbern family, even if the tough performance was just a bluff, it was better than exposing her weakness and letting others sting it.

The black heroic spirit covered Illya with a quilt, turned around and turned into a spirit child and disappeared into the darkness. Before he could leave, his sleeve was firmly grasped by a soft little hand.

"do not go!"

Ilya, who was supposed to be tired and fell into a deep sleep, suddenly opened her eyes wide, her overly frightened body still trembling slightly.

"You're going to sleep with me tonight."

The heroic spirit who received the order lifted the quilt and lay upright beside Illya.

Although she is a girl's age, she looks like a ten-year-old child on the outside, and she looks quite immature.

Even if they were lying on a big bed, the atmosphere between them was only intimate and warm, without any impurities.

"Sure enough, as long as you are by my side, I won't be afraid anymore."

Illya put her hand in the palm of the follower. There was no temperature to keep warm, even colder than her, but she felt very at ease.

"Obviously, I should hate you."

If it hadn't been for the appearance of the heroic spirit, Illya would not have participated in the painful trial so long in advance. If she hadn't been selected by the Holy Grail to become the Master, it would be enough for her to fulfill the duties of the Little Holy Grail and become a container.

But Illya never had similar thoughts.

Continuously giving out magic power, enduring the collapse of her body time and time again, even though her will was about to be destroyed by these ordeals, she never thought of letting go of her hand and freeing herself.

In the golden eyes of the black heroic spirit, there is only the reflection of Illya, losing all the weapons of thinking, and only his master is left in his heart.

Memoryless, soulless, his instinct was to answer the call to protect her.

For Elijah, it was enough.

Now she, even if she closes her eyes and is in the boundless darkness, she will never be as scared as before.Because she knew that he would protect her well, just like a girl who got nothing when she met for the first time in the snowy field bitten by wolves and got the gift of fate for the first time.

"Ah, Berserker is like my older brother, as long as you get close, you will feel very warm."

"It must have been a long time ago, when Berserker hadn't lost his ideals, he must have been a very gentle person."

Even though he was covered in blood, Illya could still see his essence clearly.

"It's just like Kiritsugu before, but it doesn't seem to be comparable. Kiritsugu has long betrayed the Einzbern family. No matter how much I wait, he never came back to see me."

Illya lowered her eyelashes, blankly recalling the blurred face that she could barely remember.

She should have hated him.

"I just learned of his death today."

"berserker, why can't I feel happy at all, my heart hurts so much, I'm dying of pain, why am I sad for a traitor?"

Nearly ten years away, what is there to miss about a man who left his young daughter and would rather adopt someone else as his adopted son?

However, it was a thousand times more sad than when she learned that he had really abandoned her.

The black hero moved.

Those red eyes that were about to shed tears, and the pale hands covered the sadness inside.

The body that has lost its personality and soul will also continue the tenderness that should have disappeared because of the subconscious instinct.

"berserker?"

No.

He is not the name.

But I can't remember it for a long time, the name that should have been called out naturally is stuck in the throat stiffly, even if I recall it over and over again in my blank mind, the only thing left is blood that is about to drown.

He opened his mouth, his dry voice echoed in the warm room, as if he was confirming something.

"I am...your lock."

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