Chapter 384

"I know my father's ideal… to obtain the Holy Grail and redeem all humanity."

Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes flickered slightly, but he said nothing.

"But Father may not know—the Holy Grail has been corrupted!"

Illya stared intently at Kiritsugu's face, "In my memories, after Father witnessed the truth of the Holy Grail in the future, you personally ordered King Arthur to destroy it."

Artoria's pupils contracted sharply; she snapped her head toward Kiritsugu, her eyes suddenly filled with disbelief.

But in the end, all emotion dissolved into complexity.

Though her heart brimmed with countless questions, she did not speak at once, but listened silently to the exchange before her.

After a long silence, Kiritsugu finally spoke without expression, "What you say might indeed be possible… but why should I believe you, even if you are my daughter?"

Kiritsugu had already believed inside.

On one hand, because Illya is his daughter; on the other, because she had no reason to deceive him.

But he refused to accept such a thing.

"I have no reason to deceive you! Please believe me!"

Illya lifted her head, meeting Kiritsugu's gaze directly, her voice firm.

"If you persist on this path, you, Mama Alice, and even the me of this world—all will die."

"The ending will be utterly tragic!"

"I came to this world to prevent this tragedy!"

Illya silently clenched her fists.

"If you truly cannot trust me… then I will join this battle! Win the final victory."

"Then let you witness the truth of the Holy Grail with your own eyes. I will not give up… Father!"

Before arriving in the Holy Grail world, Illya had already thought through many possibilities and calculated many outcomes.

She naturally understood that Kiritsugu was very likely not to believe her.

But Illya had no way to prove it—she couldn't just show Kiritsugu a copy of her virtual memories. Kiritsugu had not joined Daogong Society; he had no qualifications.

So she had long made her resolve.

Even if it meant becoming an enemy to her own parents, just to prove it.

Heracles' muscles tensed, letting out a low growl toward Kiritsugu and Alicephiel.

The axe-sword in his hand swung continuously.

Artoria's expression turned grave; the atmosphere instantly became extremely solemn.

As both sides stood in stalemate, a helpless sigh sounded.

"So I said, why make something so simple so complicated?"

In the next instant, Su Han used the Flying Thunder God Technique and appeared in the room, casually picking up an apple from the table and taking a bite.

"What!"

"How could this…?"

"You bastard! Were you eavesdropping?"

Artoria's face instantly darkened—Illya was at least Alicephiel's daughter.

But why had Su Han appeared here without cause? Was he planning an ambush? Artoria, who had never witnessed Su Han's power, raised her vigilance to its peak and immediately swung her Invisible Sword at Su Han.

Kiritsugu's expression instantly darkened; he moved to shout and stop Artoria.

Didn't I already tell you before that this guy's strength is earth-shattering? Who gave you the courage to swing a sword at this elder? Do you want to die, but don't drag me along! In that instant, Artoria's figure in Kiritsugu's eyes resembled Jing Ke, the assassin who once raised his sword against Qin Shi Huang.

The wind howls, the Yi River runs cold; the brave man departs, never to return.

A terrifying slash cut through Su Han's body—but left not a single scratch.

Divine Might activated, ignoring all damage.

Su Han seized Artoria's wrist mid-swing, sneered, and flicked his hand with casual ease.

Artoria shot out like a cannonball, smashing through several walls and flying out.

"!"

Alicephiel froze, expression blank.

Su Han stretched his body, his expression returning to calm, and spoke softly.

"Don't worry, Miss Alice! I held back."

"Her inherent qualities should be enough to let her survive this blow."

Su Han turned to gaze at the silent Kiritsugu, a playful tone in his voice, "If I prove Illya's words are true… what will you do?"

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