Chapter 185
Within the halls of the Einzbern mansion, the two Servants followed the silent maid, heading towards destinations unknown. After going through several twists and turns in the enormous structure, they went up a flight of stairs before finally coming to a stop in front of a massive set of doors. Without a sound, they swung open, revealing a relatively normal room. Their eyes traveled from the king-sized bed, the set of drawers and wardrobe, to the table and chairs set to the side. A luxuriously thick carpet of red wool covered the hard marble floors, with golden lines that weaved a crest on the center.
Walking over to the sole table, she pulled out something from within the folds of her dress.
"Ring the bell if you have any requests. However, you will not be allowed to leave the room until the mistress decides otherwise."
Placing the bell on the nearby table, she left through the sole entrance, curtsying outside.
"I hope the room is to your liking."
With those words, the doors closed, sealing off the view of the hallway outside and Leysritt, closing shut with a click and a brief flare of runes and glyphs that swiftly faded away.
Once the door sealed shut, Caster placed a hand against the floor.
"We won't be able to break out quietly any time soon, it'll take some time for me to undo the enchantments."
The mana pulsing through the room revealed the multiple layers of wards stacked against each other, some placed on the walls and stone itself, others as up as Boundary Fields, while others were created as immaterial walls that all the same proved solid to spiritual entities like Servant, superimposed on the same space the physical walls were.
They could break through with brute force, but Illya would surely know in an instant, and they could easily foretell the consequences of their actions.
Several swords hung in the air, looking suspiciously similar to the weapon possessed by a certain Lancer from the past Holy Grail War.
"I'll get to work now, I'll tell you when I'm done."
As the two were trying to break out of the room, Illya, Sella, Souichirou and Shirou were on the far side of the manor, with Illya stabilizing the man's injuries, though Avalon had already done most of the work.
Leaving Sella to continue treating Souichirou in one room, she and Shirou went to another, this one completely empty save for a chair right in the middle of the room. Helpless to resist, he felt himself move to Illya's commands, the strings making his feet rise and fall as he neared the chair, then sat on it. Placing his arms on the hand rest of the chair, he felt parts of his body tighten as strings so thin they were almost invisible wrapped around his waist, arms, legs and chest, firmly restraining him to the chair.
"What do you want with me?"
He tried the strings, testing their strength. There wasn't even a hint of slack in their bondage, his limbs barely moving at all. It also felt like there chair was bolted to the floor, for some reason.
"I just want to talk with my onii-chan, is that too much to ask for?"
The innocent smile plastered on her face was far from enough to convince him, but he had little alternative other than staying silent as he felt his mouth clam shut from making further sounds.
Slowly, she approached him, the doors swinging shut behind her, leaving the two of them alone in the entire room. A predatory glint entered her eyes as she slowly paced across the room, the red irises gleaming under the lights from the chandelier.
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FanfictionA fanfic exploring a Fifth Holy Grail War where every Servant besides Archer was a Pendragon. Each Saberface and Master will forge a bond through the crucible of the Holy Grail War, with some shenanigans occurring as well. Enjoy the story!