Chapter 319: Very Bad

Cough cough…

Ailisi Feier gave a light cough twice, forced herself to refocus, ignored the puzzling scene before her, and decided to get straight to the point.

She stepped forward, her red eyes full of seriousness and earnestness: "YanFengShenfu, it's wonderful to meet you here. Winterwood City… something terrible has happened!"

She quickly recounted the situation as she understood it:

Citizens are experiencing massive, unexplained severe abdominal pain and physiological abnormalities, suspected to be a large‑scale supernatural contamination outbreak, and the situation is spiraling out of control.

"…The situation is extremely urgent; half the city's people are trapped in some… excruciating condition! We suspect it's linked to abnormal methods from the Holy Grail War, and the Church, as overseer, must intervene!"

Ailisi Feier's voice was urgent: "We hope the Church can act immediately, at least temporarily halt the Holy Grail War, concentrate forces to handle this crisis, and rescue the citizens!"

Yan Feng Qili listened quietly, his face still expressionless, while his mind raced with calculations.

(They still don't know what happened to the Tohsaka family, nor my stance and actions. They're treating me as a neutral Church overseer for help…)

(Interesting. Then I'll just go along with the play.)

When Ailisi Feier finished, he was silent for a few seconds, as if pondering, then slowly nodded and, in his flat tone, said: "…I understand the situation. An event of this scale indeed exceeds the normal scope of the Holy Grail War. As the acting overseer here, I acknowledge the necessity of pausing the conflict and prioritizing the anomaly."

Ailisi Feier visibly exhaled, her tense shoulders relaxing: "Great! Thank you, Father!"

Saber also gave a slight nod, a hint of approval flashing in her emerald eyes.

Rider crossed her arms, remaining noncommittal.

However, Yan Feng's tone suddenly shifted: "But—"

The others' hearts rose again.

—I need to see the severity of the situation with my own eyes.

Yan Feng said calmly, "After all, relying solely on verbal description makes it hard to make the most accurate judgment."

That reason is reasonable.

Ailisi Feier immediately nodded: "Of course! Father, please come with us; there are many victims in the nearby blocks…"

Then she suddenly felt something odd.

"Father… you still don't know what's happening on the street?"

She glanced at the trash can behind Yan Feng Qili, then at the stains on his robe, her confusion deepening.

Logically, with such a commotion on the street (though mainly people's twisted postures and moans), how could this Father be completely unaware?

Unless he's been hiding here… rummaging trash cans?

Yan Feng Qili's expression remained unchanged as he calmly gave an airtight reason: "I've been tracking certain abnormal magical traces, entering a deep spiritual perception state, so my awareness of ordinary people's conditions outside is delayed."

He indeed, after leaving the Tohsaka family, plunged into the practice and contemplation of "Garbage Bin Philosophy", being overly focused and perfectly missing the street's abstractly unparalleled "Collective Butt Dignity Defense Battle".

"I see…"

Ailisi Feier, though finding it a bit odd, recognized that the other was a professional Father, and some special investigative methods made sense.

She nodded: "Then, please come with us; the street… the situation is indeed dire."

Yan Feng Qili nodded, stepping toward the alley entrance.

As he passed the group, his steps suddenly halted, his brow furrowed, and his nostrils twitched slightly.

(What… smell?)

Meanwhile, at the edge of the forest outside Winterwood City, the scene was starkly different from the bustle.

Within the Illusion Realm that Chang Ye Yue created using her own power combined with special techniques, the truly occurring, world‑destroying terrifying battle was cleverly concealed.

To ordinary eyes outside, the clearing at the forest's edge held only a few motionless silhouettes:

Archer, clad in Golden Armor, hovered several meters above the ground, arms crossed, eyes half‑closed, his face frozen in a Rageful expression, utterly still.

Black Tower, dressed in a deep‑purple dress and wielding a massive staff, stood on the ground, her brown hair and hem seemingly frozen by a breeze; she tilted her head slightly, brown eyes fixed on the Archer in the air, also unmoving.

Not far away, San Yue Qi knelt on one knee, a crystal‑clear Ice Bow drawn to full draw, an ice‑cold Ice Arrow steadied on the string, its tip sharply aimed at the Archer aloft; her small face was tense, eyes unblinking, as if awaiting the perfect sniping moment.

Chang Ye Yue stood a short distance behind San Yue Qi, holding the Black Umbrella, her crimson eyes lowered as if meditating, yet also as if straining to maintain something.

Her figure appeared somewhat ethereal in the moonlight.

The entire scene was eerily silent, as if time had stalled here, forming a tension‑filled yet still oil painting.

Only a handful of super‑sensitive beings, or those with special Magic vision, could faintly perceive beneath the Illusion Realm the ongoing duel— a mad collision of countless Golden Armor Noble Phantasms!

Frenzied magical turbulence roiled repeatedly within the limited Illusion Realm, and even the leaked aftershocks silently turned the real forest outside into powder!

Maintaining this Illusion Realm is not easy for Chang Ye Yue.

She cannot move or be distracted, lest the Illusion Realm shatter instantly, exposing the internal devastation to the mundane world.

(Xiaosanyue… the chance comes only once…)

(When the Illusion Realm can no longer hold and collapses on its own, or the internal combat energy reaches a threshold that bursts the Illusion Realm…)

(Aim… fire!)

She used a hidden Spiritual Link to convey the command clearly to San Yue Qi.

San Yue Qi focused completely; the Ice Bow steadied like a rock, the arrow tip adjusting with Archer's slightest movements.

Her palm sweated slightly, but her gaze remained firm.

(This time… I must hit! For my sister, and for… no longer being chased!)

Inside the Illusion Realm, the battle has entered a white‑hot of white‑hot!

"Hahaha!!! Caster! Do you see? This is The King's wealth! This is The King's majesty! You can block one wave, ten waves, a hundred waves! But can you block this endless treasury that covers heaven and earth?!"

Archer roared with laughter, standing aloft; his Golden Armor, illuminated by the endless Noble Phantasm light behind him, shone like a sun god descended upon the world!

His crimson eyes burned with exhilarating battle spirit and provoked excitement.

The previous round of duel, the opponent's purple spiral energy sphere was indeed terrifyingly powerful, instantly vaporizing over a three‑digit number of his Noble Phantasm projections, but— his treasury is infinite!

That loss is a drop in the bucket!