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Chapter 202 The Sword Immortal's Shock! The So-Called Lesser Holy Grail (First Update)
Ten years old? How could she be ten years old? Weber's expression changed, and he seemed incredulous.
The Holy Grail War hasn't officially started yet. Let alone Illya, even that homunculus woman isn't ten years old.
After a brief silence, Conan nodded thoughtfully. "Miss Illya from the future? Just like Zhang Sanfeng and Huang Rong."
Huang Rong was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in realization, "Is that so?"
“As expected,” Tony Stark glanced at Waver and Illya and sighed softly, “Spending too much time in the Misty Space means you see all sorts of things.”
Ilya was still completely bewildered and couldn't figure out what was going on.
The Sword Immortal silently surveyed the scene, his expression enigmatic, his mind racing with thoughts.
“Actually, the world Ilya lives in is not the future of your world! It is a parallel world that is closer to your world.” Su Han spoke, his tone as calm and unwavering as ever.
"Parallel world?" Weber subconsciously looked in Su Han's direction, realizing what was going on.
After all, it is said that the second technique controlled by the Demonic Marshal is the Infinite Parallel World Interference Technique.
When he looked at Ilya again, his expression changed. "This really is..."
In the past, perhaps only the legendary Second Mage could communicate with people from other parallel worlds? He actually managed to achieve something that only the Second Mage could do by using the mist space.
But from another perspective, it's not a big deal. Weber suddenly thought of something else… After all, he could even communicate with people from other worlds through the misty space…
The Demonic Marshal can interfere with other parallel worlds, but he obviously cannot interfere with other worlds.
“Any single characteristic exhibited by the Speaker would be a miracle beyond magic in our world,” Waver thought with a wry smile. “Although that’s quite normal… after all, he is the Speaker who transcends this world…”
"So, one can conjure cards that grant one's own abilities simply by wanting to?" The Drunken Sword Immortal recalled Zhang Sanfeng's words and his body suddenly trembled. Cards appeared one after another on his body.
"It really appeared?" The Drunken Sword Immortal looked at the cards one by one, somewhat surprised.
Immortal Wind and Cloud Body Technique, Sword Control Technique, Myriad Swords Technique, Wine God's Curse... A thoughtful look flashed in the Drunken Sword Immortal's eyes before he made up his mind. He took down the Sword Control Technique, Myriad Swords Technique, and Immortal Wind and Cloud Body Technique and threw them towards Su Han.
"Should I address you as... Your Excellency Speaker? Well then, Your Excellency Speaker, please reveal the future to which I belong."
To be honest, the Drunken Sword Immortal didn't believe a single word Zhang Sanfeng said. Because in their world, true immortals, gods, demons, and ghosts existed.
Even though the Drunken Sword Immortal was confident in his strength, he knew that there were countless people in this world who could plot against him.
Comparing the two things—being ambushed and being pulled out of the world—he definitely felt more convinced that he had been ambushed.
Of course, he still chose to trade in this situation, since exchanging these cards wouldn't diminish his abilities... or if the other party truly harbored ill intentions towards him and could extract his abilities, then his resistance would be futile. He might as well play along.
As the mist rose, the three cards vanished without a trace. Su Han gazed silently at the Drunken Sword Immortal, his fingers lightly tapping the back of his chair.
A crisp hum resounded from the void, and then a vast river of destiny appeared.
"What is this?" The Sword Immortal's pupils suddenly contracted; what a magnificent sight this was.
On the surface, it appears to be a long, ever-flowing river, yet within that river, countless scenes unfold, revealing a vast past and future.
That's the story of Li Xiaoyao, the story of how he gradually grows from an ordinary innkeeper into a chivalrous hero, and even the leader of the Shu Mountain Sect...
The river of fate converged, eventually coalescing into a dazzling star that floated above the head of the Drunken Sword Immortal.
"What was that just now?"
The Sword Immortal's face was blank as he stiffly looked up at the stars above him. He wasn't drunk to begin with, but now he was completely sober.
His expression shifted rapidly, his mind reeling with turmoil. At that moment, he began to believe, somewhat convinced, that Zhang Sanfeng's words were all true…
Although he had previously suspected he was being framed, the methods employed by this council speaker were truly astonishing...
Putting aside whether that's the real future, even if it isn't... the move the council speaker just displayed could easily kill him.
Given such a vast difference in strength, if someone harbors ill will towards him, is it really necessary to scheme against him? Wouldn't it be simpler to just take action?
"What a sight!" Ilya exclaimed sincerely, then added somewhat timidly, "But... I don't think I have anything of value on me, do I?"
Ilya recalled her own situation and realized that she was just an ordinary elementary school student.
Aside from their seemingly long-standing aristocratic surnames... they weren't much different from other elementary school students.
“No.” Tony Stark narrowed his eyes. “If you really are that Ilya… even if the circumstances are different in different worlds, you are definitely not an ordinary little girl.”
Ilya was originally a homunculus like Irisviel, and could even be said to be the Lesser Grail herself.
Although it's unclear why Ilya thinks she's an ordinary child, even in a parallel world... Ilya couldn't possibly be completely ordinary, right?
Furthermore, Tony Stark felt that being chosen by the Speaker of the Council meant that even without any extraordinary abilities, she must possess some unimaginable qualities... Also, she might be the destined heroine of his own Type-Moon parallel universe?
Ilya hesitated for a moment, then with a thought, cards appeared on her body.
"What are those cards?" Madara Uchiha's eye power was extremely strong; he saw the text on them at a glance, and his expression changed. "Holy Grail magic, top-tier magic circuits... I guess I knew it."
"It really exists! But what is the Holy Grail?" Ilya's face was filled with a mixture of doubt and joy. Why had she never heard of the Holy Grail before?
Although she was conflicted, Ilya thought for a moment and took out the two cards, Holy Grail Magic and Top-Tier Magic Circuit, and threw them towards Su Han. "Then... I'll have to trouble the council chairman."
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