Life As Aozaki Orange

A gentle female voice with a faint smile sounded.

Remilia turned around quickly, and found that Aozaki Chengzi was sitting on the chair that belonged to her, only to see her chin resting lazily with one hand, her smiling face revealing intelligence and tenderness.

"Father!"

Without thinking, she immediately called out the identity of the person.

Immediately afterwards, the dead disciples present... knelt down on one knee in an instant, and the direction was the orange sitting on the chair, that is, now the dead disciple world... except for Eltluqi, the highest authority.

No, if it is only about the awe of the strong, the dead disciples are even more afraid of the existence of Aozaki Orange.

No need for verbal communication, just relying on their own strong prestige, the dead disciples... tacitly knelt down on one knee when they discovered Aozaki Orange, expressing their awe for the strong with actions.

"Good...it's amazing!"

Not far away, Ilya's ruby ​​eyes flickered with shock, and there was a crowd of people around him, all salute to Mama Orange. This feeling... had a huge impact on her.

This feeling... as if Mama Orange was a queen.

"...get up~"

Cangzaki Chengzi casually said something to the dead disciples, and immediately turned his attention to his daughter who was holding her arm, and said with a smile: "After excluding me, the future you see is the most probable future."

"...Father, I have a question!" Remilia raised her head and looked at the smiling orange, "Actually, I'm not your father's daughter, right?"

When the words came out, the air froze.

All the people present, whether they were dead apostles or androids peeping in the castle, all used a kind of horror, no, it should be said that they were shocked when they heard the shocking secret.

Everyone present knows... If Remilia is not the son of a magician, what kind of huge waves will it cause, I am afraid it will shake the entire mysterious world.

"..."

Cangzaki Chengzi twitched the corners of his mouth, stared at his daughter and asked, "Why, Remi, do you have this idea, without my bloodline... it is impossible to have the power of surgical inheritance."

It is not a lie, the descendants who inherit her bloodline will inherit some abilities from her. This ability may be the tree of life, the third method, or the vision of the future.

But, no matter what...you can't inherit these powers without her bloodline.

"The gap... Father, the power gap is as big as 100 million points!"

Remilia's fingers were gently closed, leaving a gap of two or three centimeters. She was deeply impressed by the foreseeable future runaway Illya. The explosive power of that thing was not at a level she could deal with.

That constantly climbing evolutionary posture... just witnessing it will make people feel hopeless.

"...The power gap, I really don't have the confidence to compare to Remy~"

Not far away, Ilya trotted over.

She wasn't worried about the Death Apostles' actions, or Remilia's actions. As long as Mama Orange was on the scene, she didn't have to worry, she couldn't... Someone dared to beat her in front of Mama Orange.

In short... now is the truce period.

"..."

Remilia glanced at her sister helplessly, although in the eyes of ordinary people... she must be in an advantageous position in terms of strength, after all, her bloodline is clearly there.

But, sometimes...the facts are often unexpected.

"...The inheritance of the technique is random~"

Cangzaki Chengzi raised his hand and touched Remilia's head, and explained patiently: "Also, I can guarantee that...you have the same potential, but...the growth cycle is different."

It's not a lie, Remilia, who has the power to connect with destiny, if only in terms of potential...is not inferior to Illya, that is, as a natural ancestor...growing up a little longer.

But the foreseeable future... is still very bright.

"...Is that so~"

Remilia's expression was a little relaxed, but she immediately became entangled. In fact, she has always been evaluated as having infinite potential, whether it was her father or her master.

But... how long does it take to grow up?

"I promise you~"

Aozaki Chengzi smiled softly at Remi, then turned his eyes to Illya, and said, "Although... the mercury lamp has already said it, but, Illya...I have to repeat it again."

She reached out and stroked Illya's face.

"Until you have enough growth...never overuse the power of the tree of life."

"...Yes, I understand."

Illya bowed her head and agreed. She did think about it. If Berserker is really going to be killed, she will try to activate the tree of life to save it.

Of course, she still doesn't know... how to fully activate the power of the tree of life.

So, just stay at the level of thinking.

"Well, then I'm relieved"

Cangzaki Orange smiled gently, and then looked aside: "Van Feim has not seen for a long time, what is the matter in Fuyuki City?"

"A lot of things are inappropriate to say."

Van Feim smiled gracefully, looked at the orange with emotion, and said, "However, there is a sentence I wanted to say for a long time. I have lived for so long and witnessed countless geniuses. You exist like this... This is the first time I have seen it."

"Yeah, I'll take it as a compliment."

Aozaki Orange smiled.

"It's just to praise... Your Excellency the Savior."

Van Feim answered seriously, he knew that all these years... what Aozaki Orange has done, he has been trying to save the world, trying to accomplish the feat of avoiding the end of the world.

Although... Aozaki Orange did not reveal this information to him.

However, there are too many forces in this world, and they pay close attention to Aozaki oranges. Among them, there are American intelligence spies who successfully stole some information about the Aozaki oranges plan.

And as the financial devil... he naturally obtained this information through his network of connections.

"Before I succeed... I'm just a lunatic."

Cangzaki Chengzi shook her head slightly, and then her figure gradually faded. Before disappearing, she gently touched the heads of her two daughters, and then disappeared in place, as if she had never appeared before.

Wait... By the way, I seem to have promised something before?

Fan Feim watched the disappearance of Aozaki Orange, and suddenly remembered the promise he promised many years ago, that is... to help Emiya Kiritsugu to save his adoptive mother, but now... Emiya Kiritsugu has become a subordinate of Aozaki Orange.

If that's the case... then forget it.

Chapter 446 Everything is under the will of the magician

This...is not good!

Illya looked around and took a half step back quietly. She suddenly found herself...like a little lamb surrounded by wolves, who could be swarmed by wolves at any time.

To be honest, she really didn't expect... Mama Orange would disappear in place.

"Your Highness Illya... Where do you want to go?"

Not far away, Van Feim suddenly looked at Illya and smiled: "We still have some things, I want to talk to you, don't leave in such a hurry."

When the sound fell, the surrounding dead disciples moved in response, quickly blocking Illya's retreat, and raised a black pistol ruthlessly, like a killing machine with no emotions.

The situation...was worse.

Illya's expression collapsed, and she found that all the escape routes were blocked, so she turned to look at Van Feim, and said seriously: "This uncle... Illya should do her homework now!"

Saying that, her little hand clenched the magic wand subconsciously, her ruby-like eyes became indifferent, this was a sign that she had opened the tree of life, and she was obviously ready to face a high-intensity battle.

She never... gave up the idea of ​​her Servant.

"Don't worry, the school is your family's property, Your Highness Illya."

Van Feim shook his head with a smile, turned his eyes to Remilia who was on the side, and said, "I think it's better to deal with the issue of the Holy Grail War first."

"..."

Subconsciously, Illya looked at her sister.

Everyone present, whether it was the maid in the castle or the dead disciples around, all turned their attention to Remilia, waiting for the princess to make a decision.

To fight or not to fight, all in one word.

The atmosphere was terribly quiet.

Remilia remained silent and did not speak. She gracefully turned and sat back on the gorgeous chair. Her scarlet eyes stared at her sister who was not far away, and found that Illya's eyes were very similar to... the eyes that foresee the future berserk state.

She really knows Illya too well, and if Berserker is really hammered to death, Illya may still be unable to resist.

Next, maybe... she will be beaten to death by the berserk Illya.

"Hmph... Forget it."

She stood up and left, turning her back to Ilya and waving her hand.

"For Father's sake, I'll stop fighting for the time being today."

It's not that she's cowardly.

However, it is a reasonable strategic retreat. When a new plan is planned, it is guaranteed not to stimulate Illya to run wild, then go and kill Berserker.

Now, it's better to shift strategy first... wiser.

The Dead Apostles present looked at each other in dismay, and immediately followed in Remilia's footsteps. Soon after, the Dead Apostles drove the black sedan like a long dragon and disappeared on the road.

"...Safe!"

Illya watched the long queue of vanishing vehicles and fell to the ground with her knees limp. She really didn't have the confidence to win, and she didn't even have the confidence to escape.

But, fortunately, in the end... Remilia was stubborn and soft-hearted.

at the same time.

In the departed Dead Apostle convoy.

"..."

Van Feim held a glass of red wine and shook it gently, the sweet smell of blood wafted into the air of the carriage. He looked through the window to the castle in the distance, and then turned his eyes to the sullen Remilia who was beside him.

He took a sip of the girl's blood and asked gracefully.

"His Royal Highness... Next, who are we going to attack?"

"..."

Remilia lowered her little head and shook her little feet wrapped in black silk. She did not answer Van Feim immediately, and only said after about a minute:

"The Tohsaka family...sisters!"

She analyzed the pros and cons, and felt that it was the most appropriate to start with the Tohsaka sisters. If she waited until night...that blond Tohsaka Rin appeared, then...there would be many variables.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to take advantage of the day... to deal with the Tohsaka sisters.

"It's a good choice, but, my subordinates suggest you... peek at your destiny." Van Feim shook the red wine glass with a few strands of thought in his eyes, "The switching of personalities, sometimes... as long as the main consciousness is willing, it is not impossible. Conversion, especially...in times of danger."

"..."

Remilia raised her head, glanced at Van Feim, and then took the 'Fifth Magic Dress' as an assistant to observe the future, and then, she really... saw it.

The blonde Tohsaka Rin, who I thought...was unable to appear during the day, suddenly appeared at the moment of crisis.

And, showing extremely difficult strength.

"As expected of one of the oldest dead disciples, as you might expect, the goddess of the underworld appeared in the daytime."

"It seems... a little difficult to deal with."

Van Feim showed a helpless smile, glanced at Duke Heiyi who was sitting silently beside him, and said, "Although it's a bit of a blow to morale, even dealing with weakened gods... we will be very difficult."

"...Then let's change the opponent first." Remilia crossed her chest and folded her arms, and her feet wrapped in black silk swayed dissatisfiedly: "Heiyi Gong, Van Feim, do you have any suggestions?"

"My Royal Highness, I think... Bedwell is a suitable target."

Heiyi Gong said his suggestion, and then, Van Feim nodded in approval: "My subordinate, I also think... Bedwell is a suitable target."

"What's the reason?"

Remilia asked curiously.

"Your Highness Princess, what do you think... this Holy Grail War, in the eyes of your father, is just a game where the rules can be modified at will."

Van Feim asked this question, and immediately replied to himself:

"After a little analysis, we can see that in this Holy Grail War, as long as there is a relationship with your father, there is not much danger. The real unlucky...just some outsiders."