Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

“€€€€€€€€€€?!”

Mrs. Chihiro drawled out her words with a hint of surprise.

This child has never made such a request before.

No, what Mrs. Chihiro is more concerned about is...

My son has a boyfriend?

So incredibly touching!!!

Previously, Mrs. Qianhui was worried that her child was always lonely and often silent, with a deep and reserved demeanor, and that she would not be able to make friends at school.

Now it seems that my worries were completely unnecessary!

"Wait, wait a minute, Shirou, do you want me to come and pick you up?" Mrs. Chiki asked with some concern.

"Please don't! I'm very proud! I'll be very embarrassed if you come, Mom." Shirou earnestly reminded her again and again.

"Okay, okay~ But I didn't expect my little Shirou to already have friends~"

Mrs. Chihiro made a joke.

"Ahem... Anyway, I'll be back a little late today!"

After saying that, Shirou hung up the phone.

"Finally, we've managed to get through this. Now, let's hurry up and summon our Servants."

Chapter 9 Servant Summoning – Enkidu!

The park by the river at night.

It was quiet and rarely visited.

The city lights flickered like flames on the opposite side, resembling a giant city floating on the water.

"It took some time to gather the materials, but it shouldn't be past seven o'clock yet."

Shirou, carrying a bag of materials, began looking for a suitable spot in the park.

"First, we need to draw a magic circle pattern on the ground..."

Shirou used the still-warm chicken blood to carefully draw on the ground.

"We must not forget to use mercury to increase the conductivity of magic."

A gentle night breeze occasionally blew by, adding a touch of mystery to the park in the dead of night.

"The four arrays of 'eliminate' and 'retreat' are arranged around the middle of the painting to form a summoning array."

Shirou held a portable flashlight, which served as a light source, in one hand as he drew the final stroke of a summoning circle on the ground.

"Shut down, shut down, shut down... I said it five times in a row, but... the moment of overflowing must be broken."

While chanting obscure incantations, Shirou carefully sprinkled the chicken blood on the ground.

"Phew... I guess that counts as a great success."

Shirou looked down at his completed masterpiece and smiled with satisfaction.

“Nana, start.”

I found myself in this quiet park shrouded in night.

At the tender age of seven, an age that would shock the entire magic world if word got out, Chiki Shirou, who had decided to participate in the Holy Grail War, raised his right hand and chanted a spell to stir up fate.

“Announcement”

Behind him, a huge clock stood alone on the stone pillar, marking the passage of time.

The ticking sound echoed continuously in the quiet park.

"Your body is under my command, and my destiny is attached to your sword."

The magicians who participated in the Holy Grail War in the past probably never imagined that such a scene would happen one day.

As if in a joke, a 7-year-old child performed a summoning ritual in an unprecedented way.

"Respond to the call of the Holy Grail, heed this will and this reason, answer me!"

The magic circuit continuously supplied magic power, which is why the electric shock-like pain in the nerves and blood vessels was more intense than ever before.

However, he was smiling.

The feeling of anticipation.

Magic, spells, heroic spirits, the Holy Grail War... This fantastical world is finally about to reveal a corner of itself to him.

"I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who gathers all evils in the world."

If one wants to change a tragedy, it would be even better if there were some assistance.

If what comes is someone powerful enough to rival that Hero King...

"Entangled for seven days by the three great incantations, emerge through the wheel of suppression! Guardian of the scales!"

The final incantation was almost shouted out, and in that instant, the etheric magic in the atmosphere was stirred by the summoning circle, becoming extremely frenzied.

The sky had become overcast with dark clouds, and roaring thunder roared through the thick clouds.

The wind raged through the park's trees, its rustling sound echoing in all directions.

Through the blinding wind pressure, Shirou could barely make out the figure appearing in the center of the summoning circle.

That hero naturally has a human appearance.

However, €€ is not human.

In the distant ancient times, the clay figurines of gods were thrown to the ground, and there was no distinction between male and female.

Innocent as a child, weathered as an old man, resilient as a man, and gentle as a woman.

Her appearance alone possesses infinite possibilities that defy easy categorization; all the adjectives humanity uses to describe beauty seem perfectly applicable to her.

However, it is nothing at all.

Because €€ is not a person.

Therefore, they lack the intellect required of human beings.

It appears in the world as a clay doll, similar to a monster, constantly playing with the wild beasts of the forest, without showing any human characteristics.

However, the power of €€ surpasses the limits of human wisdom.

Rumor has it that once unleashed, his anger could even surpass the power of a certain national hero of the time.

The king scoffed at this, saying, "How can one compare strength with a wild beast?" and didn't even take the other party seriously.

The 'King' not only had absolute faith in his own power, but was also certain that no one could surpass him.

That's why the 'King' could laugh off the rumor.

However—after the girl, renowned far and wide as a courtesan, encountered that beast, all of fate began from there.

Because it lacked reason, the gods gave the clay doll a woman.

The clay puppet, which had never even seen its reflection in a mirror, regarded that human figure as its excellent mentor.

The beautiful courtesan taught the clay doll wisdom and reason, and all the principles of heaven and earth.

In order to fulfill the mission that had been decided long ago, the clay figurine was finally infused with a soul.

"Enkidu".

This was the first time she had spoken her own name.

From that moment on, the world became so pure, so utterly pure.

To thank the divine prostitute for her teachings, Enkidu preserved her appearance.

When that contradictory beauty resides within itself, the clay figurine loses much of its power, but in its place gains the rationality and wisdom of being human.

Speaking of which, even if…they lose the aura of many gods—

The power of the €€ still far surpasses that of humankind.

Then, the doll, now possessing a human appearance, stood before the great king.

After a fierce and earth-shattering battle, they recognized each other's strength.

The King of Gold and the Clay Doll.

No two people with such vastly different perspectives could become such unique and devoted friends, sharing numerous adventures and experiencing both joy and sorrow together.

After those days adorned with gold and earthy hues, it has weathered many storms.

Fate has turned once again—

"O you who summoned and guided me to this world, offer your name!"

……

The strong winds subsided.

The drizzling rain fell silently from the sky.