The young girl with calm eyes looked at Aslan walking out of the basement and lifted her foot to follow him directly. Right now, she could indeed say she had no place to return to. Uncle Tohsaka had abandoned her, and she wanted to escape from this Matou family. In that case, she was a person rejected by both families.
The pure white brilliance blooming from the big brother before her was the light of the miracle she had seen. If she continued to follow this big brother, would she be able to have more miracles?
Aslan actually felt a bit awkward facing this little girl. The reason was that Aslan simply didn't know how to get along with a little girl of this age. It would be a lie to say he didn't feel pity for this little girl, but how should he express his own emotions? Was he supposed to go up and say, "Little girl, come with me, big brother"? That would basically make him a reserve member of the bastards who use lollipops to deceive little girls! The main thing was, if a police officer saw him, he would be given a free pair of silver bracelets!
Although he was already 1500 years old, Aslan stated that he was forever an 18-year-old youth. To adopt the mindset of an old man seemed to have some problems. The people he usually interacted with were all beings over 1000 years old. As for those whose age was less than two digits... it had been too long since he had been in contact with them.
Another thing was that the beings Aslan had been in contact with were mostly non-human. Even in their childhood, the physiques of these beings far surpassed that of human cubs. Even Aslan himself, before his dragon blood had awakened, had a constitution that was not comparable to that of an ordinary person. So, when it came to taking care of humans, he was truly clueless.
Aslan was already considering whether he should buy some parenting books in the next few days.
Coming from the basement to the building above ground, this place, due to the fire Aslan had started earlier, was already engulfed in a raging inferno. From within the inferno, two somewhat anxious voices could be heard. One was clearly an adult, shouting in a panic, hoping someone would save him while also complaining about why a fire, something that should not have happened, would occur in a family like theirs. After all, wasn't the old man of their family a magus? Shouldn't putting out a fire be a piece of cake for him? To actually let the fire spread to this extent, it seemed their own old man was really getting old, unable to even control this small fire. But speaking of which, why hadn't the old man appeared yet?
Compared to this clearly adult voice, the other voice was much more tender. At a listen, it was the voice of a boy. It was just that this boy's voice seemed to have become much hoarser due to the fire.
"Sakura! Sakura! Where are you? If you can hear brother's voice, answer me! Cough cough!!"
Upon hearing this voice, Aslan raised an eyebrow. The only one in this house who could call the little girl behind him "sister" was the future "scum of the earth," Shinji Matou. As for why he added "future," the reason was that this child had not yet gone astray. At the very least, to be able to come out alone to look for a sister with whom he had no blood relation while his own father was at a loss, this point alone was enough to make one look at him in a new light. After this fire, all the books related to magecraft in this family would be burned. Without access to the world of magecraft, this child should be able to walk on the right path, right?
For the sake of this bastard kid risking his life to find his sister, Aslan decided to save his life in this fire. Otherwise, before the barrier was completely broken, all life staying within the barrier, without his permission, could not leave. And the only broken point in this barrier had already become a ruin and a deep pit due to the Noble Phantasm release. The possibility of an ordinary person surviving was slim to none.
A Faerie Letter was thrown out by Aslan. Like a point of light, it flowed through the ruins of the entire house, and then stuck to a boy's body. This boy had no affinity for magic, and he couldn't inherit most of his own abilities, so Aslan did not intend to take him in. Of course, this did not mean that this boy would have no way of coming into contact with the world of magic in his life. If that organization established in Antarctica were to appear in this world and operate normally, as long as this boy became a genius in technology, it was still possible for him to participate. However, these things were none of Aslan's business for now.
Hmm? You ask about Lancelot?
A fire shouldn't be able to take Lancelot's life. It was just that in Lancelot's state, he would probably need to rest for a long time. But this should be a good thing for his half-baked Master, Kariya. After all, the battle at the port on this first night had indeed consumed too much of Kariya's energy. You must know, Kariya himself had no talent. The fact that he could now control Lancelot to join this Holy Grail War was already overdrafting his own life. If the daily battles from now on were as intense as the one at the port, Kariya would simply not last until the final day. Probably after one or two more times, Lancelot would have drained him dry. And Kariya Matou would probably become the first Master to be eliminated from the competition by being drained dry by his own Servant.
Because the fire Aslan had set contained magical energy, the speed at which the fire spread was far faster than an ordinary fire, and the temperature was also higher. When the fire department arrived at the Matou residence, the entire house had been burned down to just a few frames. The firefighters quickly connected the hoses and began to extinguish the fire. At the same time, they assessed the entire fire. The result was that the possibility of anyone surviving was slim to none. No matter how much water was sprayed on this fire, it seemed difficult to extinguish. With such a large fire, it was impossible for people to enter to rescue anyone. Although saving people was what every firefighter should do, they couldn't just ignore the lives of the firefighters themselves.
"What a pity. I heard the whole family was at home. I'm afraid no one will survive this fire."
The fire chief, while directing the firefighting, had a heavy expression on his face. Just as the chief had prepared for the fact that no one would make it out alive, a small figure, swaying and stumbling, appeared in his eyes from within the flames.
"Quick! Go save them! Someone's still alive!!"
The fire chief quickly rushed into the fire scene, picked up the small figure, and after quickly rushing out of the fire, handed the child in his arms to the ambulance that had arrived at the same time. The doctor in the ambulance conducted an examination and confirmed that the child, aside from some burns to his respiratory tract due to smoke inhalation and some burns on his skin from the flames, was not in any major danger. He then breathed a sigh of relief.