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At night, Feng Yuchen was explaining to Artoria about Iriya's holy mark transplantation process. Of course, he had already determined that this would be a doomed tragic night and might be kicked out of bed by the Dae Mao King.

Feng Yuchen calmly brewed black tea when he was ready.

"Yuchen, when will we return to your present world?"

Artoria was wearing pajamas with blue flowers and white background, sitting at the table, holding a teacup in her little hands, and gently savoring her. She was still a little curious about the world that Feng Yuchen came from.

"Well, this is not urgent. There is something I want to tell you. You must also know that Iriya is the carrier and container of the little holy grail. Because in order to adapt to the power of the little holy grail, I had to constantly adjust the magic circuit. During the day, Ahad told me that Iriya only has one year's lifespan..." Feng Yuchen said worriedly, aiming at Artoria's face, observing her expression was very important.

"What? How is it possible? Today I see her still very lively?" The cup in Artoria's hand tilted suddenly, and the black tea sprinkled on the table.

"It's true that the magic circuit of her body has even suppressed the growth of her body. In terms of age, she should be about seventeen now, but now she is only eleven or eleven years old. No matter how you look, she is a petite girl. Her past has carried too much pain..." Feng Yuchen said with his lips pursed.

"Is there a way to save it?" Artoria put down the cup in her hand and grabbed Ye Feng Yuchen's arm tightly. During these times, she poured her love for Albert on Iriya and gradually regarded her as her daughter. Although Iriya was closer to him, she also felt Iriya's attachment. Although she didn't know how to be a mother, she was working hard...

"There is only one way to coordinate the soul form and the deep five senses to coordinate the same, but only the souls of two people can reach resonance in this way, and the most perfect method you should have experienced to achieve soul resonance. That's that..." Feng Yuchen swallowed his saliva and plucked up his courage to speak out.

"What...what? Stop driving the player!"

Artoria immediately slapped the table and stood up. How could this work? In a sense, the relationship between Iriya and Feng Yuchen is considered a father and daughter. Even if not, it is also a relationship between the ancestor and the great-granddaughter. Such a combination transcends the ethics of ethics, right? How can it be?

"I know it's not possible, but this is my only way to save her. Only the most perfect Holy Scar crystal can inject new vitality into her body. It's just that Holy Scar's blood has no power to continue vitality, so I discuss with you. I really want to have such a taboo relationship, but there is no way. Do I have a choice?" Feng Yuchen grabbed the floor table in pain, and he didn't want this kind of relationship. It's okay to push down a sister-style loli like Xiao Hinata. In this setting, Iriya is a little loli with his direct granddaughter. Pushing down is too much beyond rationality.

Artoria looked at Feng Yuchen and knew his nature. She had a good impression of the elves in the Fairy Country, but when she was really serious, he was still a serious person.

"Can I stop it? Even if I tell me, I can only let you perform this kind of ritual, and I have made a painful choice..."

"I just want to confess to you, and I have no choice. I know that you and I regard Iriya as their lovely daughter, but at this time I want to do that kind of thing to her. Do you think I can feel good?" Feng Yuchen sighed and said.

"Well, when will you start? I'm going to watch from the side. Don't be impulsive for a moment. Iriya really... Don't forget that the one where her body can adapt to you is also an unknown..." Artoria said blushing.

"Uh, how dare you take action when you look at me..." Feng Yuchen felt a lot of pressure.

"I'm sure, don't mess up Iriya... I'm just transplanting the holy marks, don't be too excited. If you think about it, I can, do I understand?" Artoria lay on the bed, turned her body and fell asleep, leaving Feng Yuchen with a back. Maybe she was dissatisfied?

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Feng Yuchen looked at Artoria, and probably he was going to fall into a cold war during this evening. Can he still play happily?

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The next night, Feng Yuchen, Artoria and Iriya came to an underground secret room at Einzberen's house and began the transplantation of the holy marks.

"Yilia, if it hurts, just shout it out and I will stop him..." Artoria said as she helped Yilia unbutton her coat.

"Isn't it a treatment? No problem. Iriya is very strong. When I summoned the berker, I suffered a lot of pain..." Iriya said with a smile. As she took off her last piece of underwear, she lay on the bed waiting for Feng Yuchen's treatment.

Feng Yuchen looked at Artoria shyly, and gradually took off her clothes and came to Iriya.

"Dad's body is very fragrant, the smell that Yiliya likes..." Yiliya couldn't help but gently sucking the scent of the holy marks from Feng Yuchen's body. During this period, she had already begun to call Feng Yuchen's "Dad".

The funny thing is that the father she just recognized was about to educate her physically. No, it should be a treatment. Physiological education is done by the way.

"Well, dad will always be by Yiliya's side..."

Feng Yuchen couldn't help but caress the soft silver hair of the girl in front of him. If he stood with Yui Chan in this world, he would be black and white. I guess he could become a very good sister, right?

Artoria bit her lip, and her father and daughter really had to do something beyond this relationship. If Iriya had not had to undergo a sacred mark transplant, she would not agree. Can such a thing be told to the outside world?

Feng Yuchen gradually comforted Yiliya's petite body, and her soft body was extremely soft. With this psychological taboo feeling, he gradually lost some reason...

"Yeah... it feels a little comfortable, dad..."

Soothed Yiliya gradually felt the restlessness in her body, and it was also the smell of the holy marks of Fengyuchen that made her gradually want to suck his scent more and more.

Feng Yuchen's movements began to gradually become flexible, holding Yiliya in her arms, holding her little mouth, as if she had forgotten the relationship between the two of them or father and daughter. The more it was beyond the taboo, the easier it was to make people lose their minds and excitement...
Chapter completed!