Chapter 319: A Masterful Doll-Swapping Artisan, White-Haired Assassin Hero Wei!

Kirei Kotomine watched his own daughter, preparing to test the boy's skill, in the courtyard, and unexpectedly found himself looking forward to the scene of his daughter being soundly beaten.

Although Kirei Kotomine was crippled, his nature remained abominably terrible, finding pleasure in seeing others suffer.

But soon he felt guilty about the hidden anticipation in his heart: 【I am truly an unqualified priest, and an even worse father～】

"Are you ready?"

"Of course."

"Then, I'm attacking!"

Broly confirmed once, then charged at Karen.

Facing him with a straight punch, the little nun ducked to dodge.

From bottom to top, she delivered a sweeping palm counterattack toward his chin.

Broly leaned back to dodge the sweeping palm, then turned sideways and unleashed an ultra-slow sweeping kick.

The little nun reacted quickly, following the direction of his sweeping leg and closing in on him.

Her retracted arm turned into an elbow strike, falling toward his chest.

But it was caught by Broly's palm, which he had raised in front of his chest beforehand.

"Slap slap slap……"

Next came a continuous string of smooth, evenly matched close-quarters exchanges.

It felt as if the two had rehearsed beforehand, very pleasing to the eye.

Rin Tohsaka and Sakura watched with great excitement, while Kirei Kotomine, seated in a wheelchair nearby, twitched at the corners of his eyes without stop.

They were on good terms; seven years ago the boy could casually break his own bones and knock him senseless, and kill the King of Heroes, yet now he could fight his ten-year-old daughter to an even match—was he holding back? Oh no, he was holding back an entire ocean, treating them so differently?

"Father wasn't lying; you really are skilled."

After the string of close-quarters exchanges stopped, Karen's breathing became somewhat hurried, and between catching her breath she praised the boy who fought her evenly.

"You're great too; your physical foundation isn't bad, your movements are clean and neat, and you fight steadily."

Broly exchanged compliments with her while deliberately putting on a look of hurried breathing.

And this kind of sparring was his specialty.

The focus was on maximizing emotional value.

Look, on the Crystal Palace Panel, Karen's Happiness Value had already begun to climb.

In no time, it had broken into double digits.

Laymen watch the spectacle, experts see the technique.

Pity that none of those present were experts; they could only see the evenly matched martial moves, failing to notice the Saiyan boy's extreme movement control and finely adjusted striking force.

Especially when Broly discovered that after the little nun's fleshy parts were struck, the girl became even more excited, so he subtly adjusted his output force and striking locations, inadvertently striking the girl's fleshy places, causing her Happiness Value to rise even faster.

Karen bit her lip; the feeling of being struck by the boy in certain places during their contest gave her a sense of satisfaction like when, as a child, her father guided her Baji Quan with a rattan cane, correcting her wrong movements, and she was whipped.

Like father, like daughter; just as Kirei Kotomine, with his corrupt interior, was an unqualified priest, Karen Ortensia was also an unqualified nun.

Although their life experiences and original fate trajectories were completely different, their deepest inner nature would not be easily changed.

For example, having a bit of an M attribute, gaining pleasure from some painful strikes; and for example, an excessively strong curiosity, after once accidentally seeing an adult magazine manga discarded by the roadside, she began to yearn for and take interest in the adult world.

Of course, as a nun of the Church, the precepts kept Karen constantly maintaining her purity, but the intertwining of rationality and desire gave her a duplicitous personality.

So, when this personality was drawn out through combat, the originally dignified little nun took on a wanton air.

She swung her fists wildly at the boy, like a berserker, and after being struck, her face instead showed an even more excited expression.

Until her stamina gradually gave out, and after Broly kicked her in the buttocks, leaving her slightly staggering and nearly falling flat on her face, did she calm down.

"Hmm, not bad; I admit your stamina is a bit better than mine, but if we really fought seriously, I would definitely be stronger, after all, I haven't even used my Relic Sacred Artifact yet."

The little nun, having regained her dignified appearance, said this; Kirei Kotomine, seated in a wheelchair nearby, found it hard to comment.

The Relic Sacred Artifact on his daughter, 【The Holy Shroud of Mary Magdalene】, had indeed very strong binding capabilities, but using it against a boy who held back an entire ocean and acted so realistically, it probably wouldn't be of much use.

Seven years ago, the boy, relying on his terrifying power, spread the secret Holy Grail War ritual throughout the world.

The False Holy Grail Rituals held around the world today basically benefited from that other person back then, whose strike changed the regional celestial phenomena and nearly made the moon above fall to the ground.

With such strength, what use is The Holy Shroud of Mary Magdalene? Not worth a chicken feather.

"Truly a wonderful sparring match; I just don't understand why you won't let my daughter see your true strength?"

Kirei Kotomine pushed his wheelchair over and began to ask.

"This is my true strength."

Broly answered seriously.

After one fight, the little nun he had only known for a short time had her Happiness Value reach over twenty points; if that isn't strength, what is?

"Do you think I'd believe that?"

Kirei Kotomine retorted.

"Whether you believe it or not, what does it have to do with me?"

Broly looked at him, confused.

"Hey, Father, don't make it sound like I was being let off easy; this guy was clearly going all out fighting me."

The little nun shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Hah, little Karen, don't misunderstand; although you fought him evenly and wonderfully just now, if Broly got serious, he should be able to knock you down casually."

Rin Tohsaka spoke the truth from the side.

"Yes, Karen-chan, Broly-nii is super strong."

Sakura Matou also nodded in agreement with her sister's words.

"I don't believe it."

The little nun looked disbelieving; during the close-quarters fight, she had sensed the boy's panting.

"If you don't believe me, feel free to let him hold back nothing, then try again."

Rin Tohsaka fanned the flames from the side, and obviously, she succeeded.

The white-haired little nun, who didn't believe it, after recovering some physical strength, pulled Broly and insisted he fight for real.

Broly was somewhat helpless and could only satisfy her.

At the moment the second round of sparring began, he flashed to behind the little nun.

Just one hand knife strike sent Karen directly into unconsciousness.

However, he still reached out to embrace her, so she didn't fall to the ground.

"Now that's more like it."

Kirei Kotomine was very satisfied.

"Where is this?"

Half an hour passed before Karen slowly woke up; she looked at the familiar ceiling of the resting room and suddenly remembered what happened before she lost consciousness.

"This time, Karen, you finally know how powerful others are, right?"

Kirei Kotomine watched with satisfaction as his daughter hugged her knees on the sofa, looking somewhat lost in self-doubt.

"That's why I didn't want to do this."

Meanwhile, Broly looked somewhat depressed at the Crystal Palace Panel, where the little nun's Happiness Value was decreasing.

Too great a difference in strength often doesn't make the capture target think you're very powerful.

On the contrary, it might even damage some capture targets' self-esteem.

"Broly-gege, can you teach me some body techniques? I also want to spar with you."

Of course, there were also girls who became interested in fighting techniques because of the earlier performance sparring.

Little Sakura wanted to learn a few fighting techniques from him, and then be able to spar with him up close openly and aboveboard.

"I also know two moves of Baji Quan; why don't we team up?"

Rin Tohsaka, who had showered, went straight for it; her hands were itchy, she took off her coat, and invited the boy.

The first two minutes after the white-haired little nun woke up happened to be when she and Broly finished sparring.

Now, Rin Tohsaka's body was still somewhat damp; the boy's superlative acting of meeting strength with strength let her fight a refreshing battle where she didn't have to hold back, yet could still experience the feeling of meeting a worthy opponent.

That is, Rin Tohsaka was already Broly's wife; otherwise, the Happiness Value would definitely be shooting up like crazy.

However, although there was no Happiness Value, the sparring interaction with Broly still let her and Broly harvest some more Happiness Points.

Sixty-something points, roughly enough to buy five servings of Katsudon; if there were such a harvest of Happiness Points every hour of the twenty-four hours in a day, that would indeed be enough to support Broly's stay in this world.

But unfortunately, this farming of Happiness Points, just like the Happiness Value, seems to have a limit per unit of time.

When Rin Tohsaka's physical strength was nearly exhausted and her emotions gradually returned to normal, the amount of Happiness Points the two obtained also returned to the original normal situation.

【Interacting with a target who has already become a wife yields a greater quantity of Happiness Points than the Happiness Points normally produced daily.】

Broly took note of this, and this process was similar to farming Happiness Value—both were about making his wife feel happy.

"I'll come again tomorrow; now I take my leave."

After saying he would come to see the little nun tomorrow, Broly left Fuyuki Church with Rin Tohsaka and Little Sakura.

He first sent Rin Tohsaka back to the Tohsaka Family, and then carried Little Sakura back to the Fujimura Family.

"Is Broly-gege going to visit Da He-jiejie?"

"Mm."

Broly nodded; he really missed Fujimura Taiga, perhaps because she was busy lately, the college students in the Group Chat Room weren't speaking much.

"Then when you go visit Da He-jiejie, could you also visit Illya by the way? She's also in the city where Da He-jiejie is currently interning, being taken by Emiya-ushu to see a doctor."

"Eh?"

Seeing the boy's surprise, Little Sakura quickly explained: "Illya is a shy good child; although she's older than me by age, she's more like a younger sister role."

She told me she was very curious what kind of person Broly-gege you are; two months ago, when she learned you were coming back to this world, she looked forward to your arrival very much.

However, it was somewhat unfortunate that Emiya-ushu took her to get treatment, and before leaving for treatment, she asked me to let Broly-gege you go see her after you come over here.

"Uh, why didn't she tell me herself?"

Broly found it somewhat strange.

"This, perhaps she's a bit embarrassed; after all, she hasn't met Broly-gege you, and hasn't spoken much with you in the Group Chat Room; of course, the main reason for not speaking is still that Illya's Happiness Points are relatively few..."

Among all the wives, Illya is undoubtedly the most special one; Broly and her have never met, it can be considered a blind marriage.

Although Illya is the first Official Member of the Crystal Palace, when becoming a wife there was no emotional accumulation at all, which led to her, compared with other wives, missing a process of accumulating Happiness Value.

Even when Broly got his first wife back then, some Happiness Value was generated, but the Happiness Points converted from single-digit Happiness Value were extremely few, and they were all consumed during the time she stayed at the Einzbern Family.

Illya can be said to be the poorest white-haired Pomegranate wife.

"Alright, then where is she? Is she also at the place where Fujimura-jie currently lives?"

Broly asked; in this world, the number of wives to visit increased by one.

"Broly-gege, wait a moment, I'll call and ask."

Little Sakura took out the Flip Phone again and dialed a phone call inside it.

After Illya was taken out of the Einzbern Family, she came to beside the Fujimura old residence and became Sakura's neighbor.

Both being wives and living very close, Little Sakura's relationship with her was naturally good; it's just that Illya was somewhat physically weak.

Guanbu City, inside the Workshop【Garan no Dou】opened in a half-finished building, Kiritsugu Emiya, whose hair was somewhat graying, asked the Puppeteer opposite him: "Miss Aozaki, regarding the matter of creating a healthy body for my daughter, is there any progress?"

"Mm, the Einzbern Homunculus data you brought over, I have finished analyzing it; regarding the matter of creating a healthy body for your daughter, there are no problems now."

"However, I can only transfer her consciousness to the new body, but the Small Holy Grail System originally inside her body cannot be replicated over."

"That system infringes on your daughter's life, but also brings her powerful Magecraft talent; if you can accept that your daughter will become someone unable to use Magecraft afterward, I can perform the consciousness transfer ritual for her right now."

The doll maker who had removed her glasses was somewhat objective and biting; she calmly explained to the Magus Killer who had come here paying for her help the price that would have to be paid to transfer his daughter's consciousness into a doll body.

Her doll-making technique was unrivaled in the world, yet she still could not have the best of both worlds; the Lesser Grail System was, after all, the accumulation of the Einzbern Family, and it was not something she could analyze and utilize in a short time.

As for that girl Ilya's situation, barring accidents, she had at most three years, and three years was not enough for her to crack the Lesser Grail System.

"Just unable to use magecraft? That's not a problem."

Kiritsugu Emiya — oh no, he should be called the Emiya Hero who fights for his daughter — he did not care whether his daughter could retain the qualities of a magus; he only hoped his daughter could grow up healthy, and that was already enough.

"Then, please pay up, Mr. Emiya; as long as your final payment arrives, I'll handle your commission immediately."

Kiritsugu Emiya opened the notebook computer he carried with him and paid the doll maker whose simulated doll-making technique was superb.

Having solved the Einzbern Family that absolutely refused to let go of his daughter and only wanted to use Ilya to string him along into doing their bidding, he sold that family's magecraft inheritance, and the current Kiritsugu Emiya lacked money not at all.

Even though much had been spent in the process of searching everywhere for famous doctors for his daughter, what remained was still sufficient to cover the fee for this commission to this Sealed Designated Doll Maker.

"Come with me, Little Ilya; once you've changed bodies, you'll get better."

Putting on her glasses, the doll maker who had switched personalities became rich in human touch; she came to Ilya's side as she sat obediently on the sofa and spoke to the girl in a gentle tone.

Ilya looked at her father; upon seeing her father nod, she followed the intellectual-tempered, older-sister-style Aozaki Touko before her to the room next door.

Consciousness Transfer Magic — Aozaki Touko was already driving a light carriage on a familiar road; she quickly helped Ilya transfer her consciousness from her ruined original body into the healthy simulated doll body.

"How does it feel?"

She asked, just like a dentist inquiring about the fit of dentures.

"Just like my original body, but even more relaxed."

Ilya moved her new body, feeling much more relaxed than her original body, and the Crystal Palace's panel could also be used normally.

"Good, now put on your clothes."

Aozaki Touko had already handed the girl her clothes, while the body the girl had shed was properly put away by her.

"Mr. Emiya, I will continue researching the Einzbern Family's Lesser Grail System; if my doll-making technique achieves a breakthrough in the future, I am willing to provide a service to update your beloved daughter with a new body.

Of course, this requires you to cover the small material price difference; if you have this need, then leave a contact method that won't change for a long time."

Aozaki Touko had no intention of leaving her own contact method; she was currently designated as a Sealing Designation magus by the Magic Association, and who knew when she might have to flee from here.

"Thank you very much, Miss Aozaki; if you need help anywhere, don't stand on ceremony, just say the word."

Kiritsugu Emiya left his contact method; Aozaki Touko was his daughter's future body after-sales, and for Ilya's future, he also hoped the other party could live a bit longer.

After confirming his daughter had no issues, Kiritsugu Emiya took Ilya and left this Garan no Dou Magic Workshop that was an abandoned building on the surface.

Leaving together with them was also the Heroic Spirit Emiya hidden in the dark, vigilant, and cast from almost the same mold as Kiritsugu Emiya.

He had fought multiple False Holy Grail Wars together with Kiritsugu Emiya, and in the final one, he and Kiritsugu Emiya schemed to obtain incarnation, then together destroyed the Einzbern Family, counting as Ilya's Heroic Spirit dad.

"Having a Magus Killer with Heroic Spirit-level combat power; if there's need in the future, one could entrust him."

Aozaki Touko memorized the contact method Kiritsugu Emiya wrote down; blue flames suddenly ignited from her hand, she lit a lady's cigarette for herself, took a puff, and the paper recording the contact method turned to ash.

"Ring ring ring—"

Just as they stepped out of the abandoned building, the phone in Ilya's pocket rang; under Kiritsugu Emiya's gaze, the girl answered the phone.

"Eh, Broly-niichan is coming to see me?!"