With Su Mo present, the clairvoyance that could see the future was of no use.
However, Gilgamesh's prediction was still accurate.
"Allah is great! Body, mind, the poison flower that blooms in the night... I wish to offer you everything!"
Less than a minute after Karna's submission, Assassin came to seek an audience.
She was a slender girl with blue hair and brown skin, like a poisonous blue flower blooming in the night. The first moment she saw Su Mo, this Hassan dropped to her knees, offering him everything she had. Unlike Karna, who still had a Master in his heart, this Hassan of Serenity, upon seeing Su Mo, wanted to abandon even her own Master.
Looking at her fanatical state, even if Su Mo hadn't given the order, she probably would have killed her own Master to submit to him.
Just like with Karna and Gilgamesh, in Serenity's eyes, Su Mo was the one true god she believed in. The strength of their sect's faith was such that even Christianity paled in comparison.
"Hey, hey, hey! Where did this one come from, daring to cling to the Father-God like that? Can't you be a little more decent in front of this goddess?"
Seeing this kind of competition for favor, Ishtar was naturally displeased. She directly fired a jewel, forcing Serenity back.
The two Servants faced each other, one quiet and dangerous, the other flamboyant and domineering.
Seeing them about to fight at a moment's notice, Karna and Gilgamesh exchanged a glance and tacitly looked away. They had no desire to get involved in the affairs of a higher god's family.
More importantly, they were concerned about the last Servant.
According to the information provided by Tohsaka Tokiomi, of the seven Servants, only the Einzbern family's Caster had yet to appear. And the Einzbern family's base was in a villa in the suburbs of Fuyuki City.
So, after meeting up with Hassan of Serenity, they passed through a spatial portal opened by Su Mo and arrived deep within the Einzbern castle.
Gilgamesh wanted to find an opponent to offer up as a meritorious deed. Karna was waiting to commit suicide.
The two of them traveled together, and before they had gone a hundred meters, they felt the presence of a Servant.
It was Caster!
Gilgamesh's spirits lifted, and the golden halo of the Gate of Babylon appeared behind him.
In order not to have his kill stolen by Lancelot, he planned to make it quick.
However, the moment Caster's figure appeared, he stopped as if he had seen something unbelievable. Not only did he not attack, but he even used the Chains of Heaven to block a sneaky attack from Ishtar.
"What are you doing, Goldie? Are you trying to rebel?" the goddess of Venus demanded, glaring at him.
Once this Caster was dealt with, the Holy Grail War would truly be over. How dare this guy stop her?
Gilgamesh ignored the brainless goddess. He shook his head slightly, immediately activating Sha Naqba Imuru, and then said in a serious tone, "Caster's aura is a bit unusual. Let's not make a move for now!"
"Hah?"
Ishtar's eyebrows shot up. She glanced disdainfully at the white-haired, red-eyed girl floating in the air.
"What's so special about her? Isn't she just one of those magical girls that are popular in this era?"
An imaginary Heroic Spirit wasn't that rare. Just deal with it, right?
Just as she was thinking this, the pink magical girl, who looked to be of elementary school age, accurately located Su Mo's figure among the intruders.
With a cheer, she pounced into Su Mo's arms with more enthusiasm than anyone else.
The words that came out of her mouth made Ishtar explode on the spot.
"Daddy! Illya finally gets to see you!"
The elementary-school-aged girl happily hugged Su Mo's neck, taking deep breaths of his scent.
"Get down! He's my daddy!"
Ishtar immediately rushed over, trying to pull the girl off. It was one thing for others to try and snatch the Father-God; according to the ancient way of thinking in the Age of Gods, there was no such thing as compulsory monogamy. But this little girl before her was even more dangerous than Hassan of Serenity. Serenity was just a loyal dog, but this girl was trying to steal her position as the daughter.
Wasn't that a redundant role?
As the self-proclaimed most beloved daughter of Su Mo, she naturally couldn't tolerate such a provocation.
"No! Big Sis Ishtar is being mean! You have such a terrible personality, no wonder Daddy likes Big Sis Ereshkigal more!"
Despite Ishtar's pulling, Caster displayed abnormally powerful strength, not only completely ignoring the goddess but also having the leeway to stick out her tongue and taunt her.
And compared to the strength Caster displayed, her words were far more effective at breaking Ishtar's defenses.
"What? How is that possible! How could I lose to Eresh? Father-God, is that true... no, wait, who are you? How do you know that woman?"
Ishtar's feelings toward her sister, the underworld goddess Ereshkigal, were complicated, but one thing was certain: she could lose to anyone but that difficult, twisted woman. Yet this little girl was saying the Father-God preferred Eresh, precisely prodding her sore spot.
Just as she was about to question Su Mo, she thought about it carefully. This little girl shouldn't know Eresh at all!
Hearing Ishtar ask this question, the white-haired loli revealed a cunning smile.
"Guess?"
After teasing Ishtar like this, she turned her head and nuzzled against Su Mo's chest, her eyes sparkling as she asked, "Big Sis Ishtar is an idiot, she probably won't get it. Father-God must have already figured out the situation, right?"
Looking at Magical Girl Illya sitting on his arm, Su Mo shifted his palm slightly and, in the delicate sensation beneath her skirt, felt the aura of the divine protection he had bestowed.
He had clearly never met Illya before, yet she carried a divine protection given by him. Gilgamesh must have sensed this aura, which was how he realized her connection to Su Mo.
"You've descended from a future timeline?" Su Mo said after observing this world's timeline.
"That's right! As expected of Daddy!"
The white-haired, red-eyed little girl planted a loud "smack" on Su Mo's cheek, then said proudly, "I brought Daddy a present this time!"
"What present?"
Su Mo thoughtfully sized up this cheap daughter of his.
Although he didn't know what the future held, it was clear that he had participated in Illya's creation and had endowed her with a very unique power. Looking at her current strength, Illya was even superior to Ishtar, and perhaps even Gilgamesh. If the other two had tried to attack her just now, they most likely would not have won.
Hearing Su Mo's question, Illya puffed out her chest and said confidently, "Me!"
With that, she hopped to the ground with a pat, grabbed Su Mo's right hand, and placed it over her own slender, small chest.
"I am the 'cup' that Daddy personally created. The present I'm bringing Daddy this time is, of course, the law of creating a cup."
Hearing this, the others were still in a fog, not understanding what she meant.
Rin Tohsaka, however, her eyes wide, suddenly realized something.
"Could it be... the Third Magic, Heaven's Feel?"
"That's right! As expected of Big Sis Rin!"
Illya nodded, glanced at the twintailed little girl beside her, tilted her head, and said, "Big Sis Rin is definitely cuter when she's little. No wonder she often switches back to this form to compete with me for Daddy when she grows up!"
"???"
A question mark instantly appeared above Rin's head.
What do you mean? Am I not cute when I grow up?
And what do you mean, 'switches back to this form' to meet with Lord Su Mo... Does that mean the future me doesn't lose contact with Lord Su Mo? Also, what kind of things would require me to switch to my loli form? Don't change the subject at the crucial part, give me five more dollars' worth!
At this moment, Ishtar, Guinevere, and Artoria's eyes lit up as they instantly realized something.
Intel from the future... didn't that mean they could find out how their relationships with their Master would progress?
They immediately fixed their burning gazes on Illya, causing the white-haired, red-eyed little girl to stick out her tongue and hide behind Su Mo. She had no desire to face so many rivals at once.
Su Mo, however, paid no mind to such trivial matters. From the very beginning, he had sensed the Third Magic contained within Illya.
For the current Su Mo, the by-product of the Third Magic—a perpetual motion machine—was of no use. The method and rate at which it provided energy couldn't compare to Type-II stellar particles.
However, the essence of the Third Magic, the Materialization of the Soul, was still somewhat useful. It was a law that shaped fantasy into reality, allowing one to create not only existing gods and Heroic Spirits but also imaginary beings. With this law, he and Fuli, the Aeon of Remembrance, could join forces and have enough power to overwrite the world.
But try as he might, he couldn't find a reason why Illya would have to leap through time to arrive in the present.
After carefully observing the time interference, which seemed technically refined but conceptually a bit crude, Su Mo couldn't help but ask, "Did you sneak to this point in time on your own?"
If his future self had wanted to send a message or provide assistance to his current self, he wouldn't have needed to use such a crude method.
"Eh? You found out that quickly?!"
Illya's eyes widened, and she then lowered her head in embarrassment.
"As expected of Daddy! Illya just wanted to meet you sooner, to prevent you from being snatched away by those... ahem, I mean, by those big sisters! I really wasn't trying to cause trouble!"
"?"
Su Mo was slightly puzzled.
It wasn't that he didn't understand Illya's meaning; he was just a little surprised.
The Nasuverse, apart from the Five Magics, didn't hold much value. The most likely reason for him to stay here long-term would be for the women.
Will I have that much free time in the future?
Or is it that, in the near future, I'll finally achieve my goal and ascend to a realm where I can completely disregard time?
Shaking his head, Su Mo patted Illya's little head, temporarily setting aside these complicated thoughts.
"Then let's start with the Third Magic... If I'm not mistaken, your method of altering the timeline is different from mine. It must come from the Fifth Magic, correct?"
"Uh-huh! That's a power Daddy taught me too! You can take it all later, Daddy!"
Thinking she could perform a magic transfer, Magical Girl Illya nodded excitedly.