Before being teleported away, in order to make his appearance closer to the berserker rank, Iriat transformed part of the sacred-shackle into armor covering the whole body.

Then, just as Iriya expected, she was summoned to Iriyasfiel. Old Man Ahad did not have any doubts about Iriya's identity, and even regarded her as Heglith's true identity. After all, there was a precedent for Saber.

Later, when Old Ahad was preparing to observe him closely, Yiliya gave the other party a warning. Yiliya did not like Old Ahad. Although it was influenced by the family mission, Old Ahad was indirectly and directly created the tragedy that happened to Alicefil. If it weren't for Alicefil's sake, Yiliya would definitely chop Old Ahad as soon as she met and chopped up seven or eight sections to feed the fish.

"Berserker, are you hungry? Do you want to eat? The maids in the castle make delicious food!"

On the cloister of the castle, Ilyasfil stopped and jumped and asked Iriya how hungry it was.

Iriya nodded, but then recalled the memory when she first arrived at Einzberen Castle, and shook her head a little lost.

It’s not that Iriya doesn’t want to speak, but because it is influenced by the crazy effect given by the berserker rank. Although Iriya suppressed that part of the crazy will, her language function was still lost, so she could only express her meaning with a simple nod and shaking of her head.

"Well... you nodded first, which means you are hungry. Then you shake your head, which means you are hungry, but you don't want to eat. Yes?"

Ilyasfil thought with a little confused tilted his little head.

Because the master could only feel some emotional changes in the server from the spell, Ilyasfil could only roughly guess what Iriya wanted to express from it.

Iriya nodded in response to this.

"Since you don't want to eat, let's go and have fun first! How about it?"

Looking at Ilyasfil's eager look, Iriya nodded again.

"That's great! Finally someone has played with Elia! The old man hasn't played much with Elia recently, and the maids are also boring. I want Elia to pay attention to this and that one, I'm so annoying!"

Iliasfil quickly ran towards the courtyard while holding Ilia's hand, while complaining unhappily.

Meanwhile, Iriya used magic to scan Elyasfil's body.

‘Have growth stopped? No, it was suppressed...Don’t worry, Alicefil. I will let Elia grow up smoothly as a “person”!’

Iriya tightened the slender little hand in her hand.

Of course, Iriya's little hands are not much bigger, but because she is wearing fingernails now, her palms appear a little wide.

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"Grandpa, berserker wants Ilia to tell you that she wants to go to Japan in advance and inspect the battlefield in advance."

After playing with Ilia for more than twenty days, Iliasfier suddenly ran to find the old man Ahad.

"Oh? Do you have a look at the battlefield in advance? It's okay, you guys go."

Old Ahad thought for a while and nodded and agreed.

"Wait! Is this what berserker asked you to tell me?"

Just as Ilyasfil was about to turn around and leave and ran to inform Ilia of the news of the departure permit, the old man Ahad suddenly called her.

"yes!"

Ilyasfil didn't understand what was wrong with this, and this was the way she had discovered to communicate with Ilia today.

"How did she tell you?"

Old Man Ahad seemed a little excited.

"Yeah? How did you tell Elia? Elia just found a piece of paper for berserker to draw. I didn't expect beserker to write and communicate with Elia!"

Ilyasfil recalled the scene that happened today and told the old man Ahad truthfully.

"Oh my God! A berserker who can think about himself?! He is actually a berserker who can think about himself?! It's really God helping me!"

Old Ahad is about to be crazy about being happy. You should know that berserker is the strongest rank in combat, but because of the crazy reason, he cannot judge the situation calmly and is prone to fall into other people's strategies and be defeated by others using strategies. For berserker who has a calm mind and can think about himself, his combat power is not a matter of improvement, he is simply an invincible existence.

"Ah hahahaha! The third method is indeed favoring my clan!!!"

Iliasfier looked at the old man Ahad who was dancing forehand and fell into a state of fanaticism. But this is normal. The old man Ahad did not want to train Iliasfier to become a first-class magician, so for the magic rookie Iliasfier, I could not understand the reason at all.

At this time, Iriya was writing and drawing boredly on the paper in her hand, not knowing that what she did made Old Ahad happy and would go crazy. However, even if she knew, she would not take him seriously. In the end, Old Ahad was still disappointed, because Iriya's purpose was not to get the Holy Grail and help Old Ahad open the road to the roots.

‘Why did Ilia go and never come back for such a long time? Could it be that the old man didn’t agree to let us set off early? Alas... it’s really troublesome. At worst, I just took Ilia away. I see who dared to stop me. If it was that old man... hehe, that happened to be right, I couldn’t find a reason to teach that bastard old man a lesson!’

Just as Iriya smiled a little sinisterly, Elyasfil came back.

"Berserker! Grandpa agreed that we went to Japan early!"

'cut……'

Upon hearing this, Yiliya curled her lips a little unhappy. Of course, she was not unhappy with Ilyasfil, but she didn't find any opportunity or excuse to teach Old Man Ahad a lesson until she left.

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It was still the closest airport to Tomoki City, F Airport. Ilyasfil was dragging a small travel bag off the plane alone.

The maids of Einzberen were on the previous flight, and they probably had arrived at the Einzberen Villa, where they were cleaning and cleaning.

In the single women's restroom at the airport, Iriya showed her figure according to Iriyasfell's meaning. Before, Iriya was following Iriya in her spirit state. For Iriya's current body constructed completely with magic, spiritual transformation is just a very simple thing.

"kindness……"

Iliasfire stared at Iriya's silver-white armor and frowned cutely.

"Berserker, wait a moment, we'll go to the clothing store to buy you a set of clothes for you to change."

Yiliya was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and suddenly thought of what Alicefil did before using a spell to threaten her.

‘No, no? Ilia, are you dressing up like your mother? You like to let others change clothes and wear them for you?’

However, the following sentence from Iliasfire dispelled Iriya's doubts.

"Although I know that berserker is guarding Ilia's side, Ilia is still a little uneasy if I can't see berserker..."

After saying that, Elyasfil grabbed the hem of the skirt with some anxiety and started rubbing it.

Because even if I have no common sense, Ilyasfil understands that it would be a bit too much to let the Servant stay in the physical state at the risk of being discovered for such far-fetched reasons.

‘It turns out to be a child…’

Iriya gently stroked Elyasfil's little head that was hanging down, and used magic to condense a line of words in front of her.

"It's okay, I will always protect you. Whether it's a spirit or a physical state, you have the final say."

"Very good!"

Ilyasfil swept away the haze and jumped happily.

"Berserker, you are so nice to Ilia! Let's go buy clothes right away! Ilia knows that modern people don't appear on the streets in armor."

Seeing this, Iriya quickly grabbed Ilyasfil, who was about to run out, and then condensed a sentence in front of her.

"No need, my armor can be eliminated. The clothes inside are also in line with the common sense of modern people."

So, the armor on Iriya gradually disappeared, revealing the black dress she was wearing inside.

As the armor disappeared, Iriya's lower face, which had been blocked by the jaw protection, also appeared.

The heroic spirit emitted by the armor disappeared from Iriya's body. Her small mouth, straight nose, and a sharp but not thin chin, combined with her quiet light blue eyes and long light golden hair. Iriya's whole body exuded a noble and elegant atmosphere like an exquisite court doll.

"Oh! Beserker, you are so beautiful!"

So, it naturally caused an exclamation from Ilyasfil.
Chapter completed!