The consciousness of the girl locked in the birdcage-like prison gradually returned. After blinking her eyes, she slowly sat up and observed her surroundings. Blooming wisteria flowers wrapped around the entire birdcage. It didn't look much like a prisoner's cell; instead, it felt somewhat like a golden house hiding a beauty. However, the girl did not feel any romance from such preferential treatment. No matter what, she still remembered the scene of the guy before her shackling her to a cross.
Speaking of which, a girl who feels romance while being locked in a birdcage must have something wrong with her way of thinking, right?
The person who locked me up clearly has issues with their view of love. Perhaps to some extent, they could be considered a pervert. Then, if one finds it romantic and enjoys it under such circumstances, wouldn't that make them even more perverted than the pervert?
Moreover, the existence before her was an enemy, definitely not someone she admired. The girl could still distinguish this point. The guy before her was just like that worm grandfather of hers from the past; they were both disgusting fellows. The girl, with no expression on her face, instantly revealed a look of absolute disgust in the depths of her eyes. If possible, I really want to use the Thermal Annihilation Cannon in my close-fitting armor to burn this trash before me completely. After all, trash should be incinerated, shouldn't it?
Besides, I like cherry blossoms, yet this guy hung wisteria flowers all over the birdcage. What exactly does this mean? Of course, whatever it meant, it wouldn't change her displeasure and disgust toward the guy before her.
The awakened girl observed her surroundings. Before long, her gaze landed on the dazzling Greater Grail. Instantly, the girl realized where she was. This area was the location of the Greater Grail. If she remembered correctly, this should have been the site of the final battle of the Holy Grail War ten years ago. How incredibly attractive.
"Yo, you are awake, Little Miss. Welcome to our temple. Please forgive us for bringing you here in such a rough manner. After all, you are one of the important tools for us to complete our long-cherished wish."
Sakura raised her hand, preparing to blast magical energy directly into the face of the guy before her. However, when the magical energy began to circulate within her body, she discovered that this guy seemed to have done something to her body. Of course, this didn't refer to physical acts. At this moment, the girl could feel the stagnation of magical energy within her.
How should I describe this feeling? It's like a highway that should have been unimpeded suddenly having a traffic jam. Every few steps forward, it comes to a complete halt. Although it wouldn't destroy the entire highway, it affected one's mood extremely. Moreover, magecraft itself required very delicate magical energy manipulation. Sakura, who had performed equipment forging, understood this point even better. If she were to cast magecraft at this time, leaving aside whether the unstable magical energy would cause a backlash, whether she could successfully use it now was an unknown question.
"It seems you have sensed the condition of your body, Little Miss. That is correct. To make you as quiet as a lady, we used some small means. Please forgive us. Everything is to prevent you from angering us, thereby avoiding the most dangerous losses for both sides. Additionally, it is also for some things we are about to do next."
Flauros raised his hand. The girl in the birdcage floated up slowly once again. A cross intertwined with flowers appeared behind her. Then, wave after wave of magical energy surged into the girl's body. While reopening the magical energy channels for the girl, it also left something resembling armor on her outer shell. At the same time, several thin Demon God Pillars outlined a special floral crown, which was placed on the girl's head.
"We would like to ask for your help. Please rest assured, it is just a small favor. We want to borrow your body. In this way, we can use your body as a weapon to deal with a tricky existence. Don't worry, we won't hide your identity, nor will we put you in danger, at least in our view. So please, you must help us stall that person!"
Black-purple magical energy began to spread upward, completely shrouding the girl's body in this magical energy that seemed filled with both demonic and divine nature. Black armor covered the girl's body. In terms of style, it seemed to borrow from the girl's original armor, except that the twisted patterns and the red light constantly flickering between the patterns all reflected the true nature of this armor.
As for who the Demon God Pillars wanted the girl to block? That naturally went without saying. After all, there were only a few who could give the 72 Demon Gods a headache. And the one connected to this girl was primarily Aslan. What, you say a certain purple-haired boy is also connected to this girl? But that boy was not the Master of any Heroic Spirit in this Holy Grail War. At the same time, purely judging from the boy's danger level, a boy who couldn't use magecraft and was researching how to use technology to utilize magecraft couldn't compare to Aslan, who had lived for 1,500 years.
The 72 Demon God Pillars had already understood that the girl before them could not serve as a trump card against Aslan. After all, although this girl was someone close to Aslan, Aslan was no fool and wouldn't hesitate to take action for fear of hurting the hostage. That blacksmith understood that if something happened to the girl while she was in his hands, it wouldn't bring them much benefit either. In that case, keeping this girl locked in a birdcage as a hostage no longer had much significance.
But they had spent some effort and exposed their identity to capture this girl and bring her here. If they just released her like this, they would be somewhat unwilling, and it wouldn't fit their philosophy of making the best use of everything. In that case, let this girl go and block that blacksmith herself. Even if she couldn't seriously injure the blacksmith, she should be able to stall him for a long time. After all, lifting their brainwashing and the armor on her body was not a simple task.
That blacksmith probably wouldn't bear to hurt this girl, right? In this way, their goal would be achieved. In short, as long as they stalled until they obtained that man's body, it would be the victory of these 72 Demon God Pillars.
"Become a piece of our victory puzzle, Little Miss. We shall ultimately triumph."