Gu Mo explained seriously to the obstinate young girl, seeing her struggle decrease, he then released his control over her movent and said while the iron was hot:
"As for him destroying the Holy Grail, is it not possible that there are deeper reasons behind it? After all, it was sothing he pursued his entire life, and the last Holy Grail War, the vessel for the Holy Grail’s descent was your mother... If it wasn’t for a necessary reason, why would he destroy the Holy Grail when he himself gains nothing from it?"
"You... you..."
Ilya’s mind was in chaos. She looked up at the young man before her, her heart, which had turned extre and even mad, was incredibly resistant to accepting, and she couldn’t accept it within a short ti.
However, there was a naturally convincing power in his tone, like words with magic power, making her unconsciously think along this line and slightly calming her down, she suddenly felt that perhaps what he said made a lot of sense.
Why hadn’t she considered it this way before? Could it be that her father actually had so unavoidable reason?
——Actually, this wasn’t significantly related to her.
——After all, at the ti, she was only a year younger than her mother, and in terms of ntality, she was truly an eight-year-old little girl.
In her carefree, innocent, and pure childhood, that year, her mother left and never ca back, with news of her death arriving soon after. Her father, before leaving, made a promise to return but ended up abandoning her...
Under the selective information filtering and deliberate guidance from the family, she was also partly ntally corrupted by an illusion of her deceased mother Irisviel by "All the World’s Evil".
For an eight-year-old girl at that ti, asking her to be completely unaffected and still make clear and definite judgnts under maliciously guided external environnts and received information was absolutely unrealistic.
Even adults with mature and complete ntalities are easily misled by external public opinion and information, let alone such a pure and innocent young girl.
It was at that ti that she was intentionally misguided, and after a decade of reinforcent, this aspect of her ntal thoughts was pretty deep-rooted. Gu Mo could only suppress her madness temporarily and force her to calm down and think, and once calm, she began to vaguely sense sothing was off.
Ilya admitted that what he said made so sense, her small face with fluctuating expressions, gritting her teeth tightly: "Kiritsugu abandoned and mom..."
"That’s not what he wanted, he actually loves you both very much..." Saying this, Gu Mo twitched his eyebrows, his expression sowhat peculiar, "Although he ended up like this and deserved it, who told this old guy’s ideas and views to be so twisted and extre..."
Emiya Kiritsugu was truly miserable, but it was also self-inflicted.
The ideal was indeed absolute justice and greatness, noble aspirations seemingly possessed only by saints compassionate to the world, but it was just an ideal...
——The so-called "self-satisfying evil person" might just be this.
"He... loves us very much?"
Ilya was stunned, muttering to herself. Always holding a strong resentnt against Kiritsugu, it was the first ti she got such an affirmation from soone else, a shocking thing for her.
"Indeed, he really loves you, his daughter..." Gu Mo nodded lightly, and right at this mont, he slightly raised an eyebrow as if sensing sothing, looking up towards the warehouse not far away, sharply perceiving a fleeting presence.
Servant?
Wait, wasn’t it for insurance that I even took away the Sword Scabbard without triggering any conflict?
How could there be a servant summoning again?
The next mont, that extrely subtle presence suddenly vanished, Gu Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, lightly reaching out and clamping two fingers together, just in ti to catch a bullet aid at the struggling silver-haired young girl, followed closely by a belated booming sound.
Bang——!!
An unbelievably fierce shot!!
This disturbance also jolted Ilya awake from her reverie. When she focused her gaze, her pupils contracted to the extre.
The warehouse not far away was already open, a figure appeared on the road in front like a teleport, holding a pistol, the black muzzle aiming at her. It was obvious that this person launched the attack just now, and upon noticing that such a powerful shot was easily blocked, the person’s expression slightly changed, swiftly retreating.
The key point was that this person was dressed in combat attire, wearing a red hood, under which was short silver-gray hair and a weathered face...
Ilya’s voice trembled with disbelief: "Ki, Kiritsugu...?"
She harbored no doubt at all, because this person’s silhouette was too familiar, definitely her father. She would recognize him even if he turned to dust!
"..."
"..."
The expressionless Gu Mo beside the silver-haired young girl tugged at the corner of his mouth, lightly pinching the bullet into powder and letting it fall... What kind of luck was this? The slap ca too fast, like a tornado, I was just trying to resolve the legitimate young girl’s emotional knot with certainty that it was not what she thought.
The truth had other reasons, her father actually loved her...
And then in the next mont, Emiya Kiritsugu, this old sod, got summoned out and initiated the attack so decisively!
This Emiya Kiritsugu, should be the one from the FGO world line? Not having t Irisviel, his heart remained as hard as a stone unchanged, ultimately even his soul wasn’t received into the Wheel of Suppression after his death, instead becoming an executor of suppression, manifesting as an assassin in the present world.
But why would he get summoned out? Because the roots are common?
So without Holy Relics, could Emiya Shirou, relying on simple father-son bonds, summon his Heroic Spirit father over?!
Gu Mo’s thoughts spun rapidly, quickly sorting out the entire matter while feeling a bit of a toothache——
This Emiya Kiritsugu probably perceived Ilya as the weakest master, relying on aura concealnt and manipulating his ti flow abilities, instantly closing in to headshot the silver-haired young girl...
Like an emotionless, precise combat machine, unhesitant, unflustered, executing the kill as fast as possible. Probably understanding everything upon being summoned, in confirming his master’s ignorance of the outsider, he instantly judged the outsiders as enemies.
Truly precise and terribly ferocious tactical planning and execution skills...
It’s just a pity that he encountered the wrong person at the wrong ti.
"Kill him! Berserker, I order you to kill him imdiately!" Ilya scread shrilly, indeed, it was all nonsense, this man just directly tried to kill her, yet saying he loved her and mom, it’s all lies, all lies!
......
...
anwhile.
In the Western-style mansion of the Tohsaka family, the red-dressed twin-tailed young girl was frantically watching the situation before her, involuntarily letting out a lantation:
"Wait, wait, what’s going on... I clearly wasn’t ready..."
"Could I have overslept? But not enough to oversleep for two months though..."
The person in the shadows showed an embarrassed face, whispering: "Calm down, Miss Tohsaka, maybe that’s not what’s happening..."
"Then what the hell is going on!" The utterly exasperated twin-tailed young girl glared at the person opposite.
"I don’t know either... I was just asleep in Chaldea, and then I appeared here, even thinking it was a dream..." The red-haired, orange-eyed young girl said helplessly, waving her hand slightly and mumbling, "Never encountered such a situation before, how could I get summoned as a servant?"
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