Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

The indistinct chirping of insects in the rain filled the air with the atmosphere of a desolate night.

It seems there are hollow-spined fish swimming deep into the rainwater they inhale.

Shirou's hair and clothes were soaked, but he didn't care at all, his eyes fixed on the slender figure in front of him.

Beautiful and elegant.

Like a fragrant flower, standing tall and graceful.

She has long hair that is almost green and has a faint glow.

Her beauty transcends common sense and gender, and she has the appearance of a human being around sixteen years old.

It is said that after he appeared on earth, he gained humanity and wisdom by encountering a saintly and kind divine prostitute.

Therefore, Enkidu imitated the form of the divine prostitute.

Her current appearance is a replica created out of respect for the divine prostitute.

Her dignified and beautiful figure seemed to suggest that distinguishing between men and women, humans and nature, gods and demons was meaningless.

“What good luck…”

If this kind of luck were used to draw cards, it would be enough to get the perfect card in one go, right?

However, upon hearing Shirou's mutterings, the Servant shook his head with a smile.

"That's not how it works."

The Servant walked nonchalantly across the rough stone-paved ground, arriving in front of Shirou, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze.

"It is because your desire is strong enough, Master, that I was able to hear it, grab the 'thread' you threw out, and come here."

"Is that really how it is?"

Shirou looked slightly surprised.

His understanding of Heroic Spirit Summoning was only partial; even playing games for a long time didn't mean he could fully comprehend its principles.

Reality and virtuality are indeed worlds apart.

"Like a cast line without bait...will it be willing to take the bait..."

Shirou rested his chin on his hand, seemingly lost in thought.

“In that case, I guess I’ve been lured in by my Master,” Enkidu said.

However, the real reason...

He cannot be summoned by a human.

This child

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Enkidu simply smiled and squinted, without uttering the words.

Chapter Ten: Enkidu's Values

€€€€Enkidu.

The reason he appears as a Lancer is due to his Noble Phantasm.

However, calling it merely a Noble Phantasm is not entirely accurate.

In order to maintain the precarious bond between God and man—this is the very essence of the being called Enkidu.

According to one version of the story, Gilgamesh was a being born on earth as a bond between God and humanity, so that God would not lose his power and continue to worship him as a god.

However, whether he forgot his mission or deliberately ignored it, the Hero King did not fulfill his duty and instead began to promote a rule that would separate gods from men.

It is a "gun" thrust in to correct, question, and hold accountable the hero king who failed to fulfill his mission.

In other words, since he himself is a divinely created weapon born to pierce through those who have turned against him, based on the concept of returning the bond to the hands of the gods, he is highly likely to be chosen by the Holy Grail as a Lancer.

Next is his Noble Phantasm—

In other words, his attack, which he uses as the sharpest weapon, is the most authentic representation of the spearman concept.

He merely connects and stitches the world together.

If there is a barrier between heaven and earth, then he penetrates it along with its concept.

However, just like Gilgamesh's falling out, the high and mighty gods had another fatal miscalculation.

Descending to earth, through interaction and contact with people, one gains the "weapons" of wisdom and heart. In attempting to bring the bond back to God's side, it also means bringing each other infinitely closer.

In other words, it's not simply about allowing God to regain control over humanity—

He intends to maintain the relationship between God and man through his own methods.

Instead, it forcefully elevates beings called humans into the realm of gods, making them stand side by side.

That is why he makes choices as a "system".

As the weapon wielded by the king who rules the mortal world, he unhesitatingly chose the path of exhaustion in order to evolve the world.

Although she doesn't have a biological concept of gender, judging from her appearance alone, this Servant really looks like a beautiful and holy woman.

Those gentle eyebrows and eyes, that slender waist—after all, her appearance was modeled after that of the divine courtesan Shamhat.

However, for Shirou, that kind of thing didn't matter anymore.

As long as we are certain that this Servant is strong enough to survive this war, that is enough.

"It's raining, so it's not convenient to talk here. Let's go outside in the park."

Shirou raised his hand and wiped the cold rain that was partially obscuring his eyes with his sleeve; his voice sounded muffled amidst the sound of the rain.

"it is good."

Enkidu nodded gently, stepping barefoot into the puddles without splashing a speck of mud, and obediently followed Shirou beside him, walking with him through the secluded paths of the park.

Surprisingly, Enkidu's thin, wide white robe remained completely dry throughout the entire ordeal, as if the rain itself were avoiding this sacred being.

Since Servants are not physical entities, but rather spirits composed of magical energy, they cannot be considered using ordinary physical thinking.

"Speaking of which, Master, what is your wish?"

Fine rain fell intermittently, pattering on the leaves and making a rustling sound, while the sounds of wind and water swirled around.

"A wish? ...To win the Holy Grail War, perhaps..."

Shirou looked at the streetlights ahead, his tone somewhat unfocused.

"Huh? Master, don't you want the Holy Grail?"

Enkidu turned his head slightly, a hint of curiosity in his pale green eyes.

"I don't want to... I have no interest in the Holy Grail."

Shirou shook his head without hesitation.

Those broken cups covered in black mud, whoever wants them can have them!

"So, Enkidu, what is your wish?" Shirou asked immediately afterward.

"I?"

Enkidu suddenly laughed.

"My wish is to protect you, Master."

Enkidu's answer left Shirou utterly perplexed.

He didn't understand why Enkidu had come for him, and what he had that made him worth doing this for.

Is it because I gained the power of a Heroic Spirit?

Or perhaps I am a time traveler?

He remembered that Enkidu was more inclined to protect animals than humans.

Although humans are mammals, it all depends on what Enkidu thinks.

Surely I can't be a non-human being, right?

Shirou was completely baffled.

It's almost midnight now.

The shops on both sides of the street had long since closed, with only the dim yellow streetlights providing a faint glow.

Around the light bulb under the lampshade, unknown insects, also trapped by the rain, were fluttering and hovering.

Shirou leaned against the floor-to-ceiling glass window of a shop, silently activating his magic circuits.

The heat generated gradually dried his soaked clothes, and white steam rose from his body.

Enkidu stood casually to the side, his eyes filled with curiosity as he examined the shimmering streetlights.

Although Servants gain some modern knowledge after arriving in this world, it is limited to the level of normal comprehension.

Just like people who have never been abroad know that there are famous historical sites abroad, and have also appreciated them through some photos.

But once you actually get there, you'll still feel a strong sense of novelty.