Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

A soft ray of light shone directly into his pupils.

The warm sunlight streaming in through the window grilles was gently caressing his skin.

"The scenery is still the same as always... What am I talking about? It's only been a day."

Shirou shook his head with a slight chuckle and turned his gaze to the side.

Then, looking at the witch on the bed, who was like an ostrich, desperately covering her head with the blanket.

Shirou couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly.

Morgan Lefebvre.

That princess, who is known as a witch in the pan-human history.

At this moment, she was like a little girl who had done something wrong and was caught by her parents, cowering and hiding under the covers.

"What are you doing?"

Shirou stepped forward and extended his hand without any hesitation.

He grabbed the edge of the blanket and pulled it up sharply.

splash

Accompanied by the sound of fabric slipping off.

In an instant, that stunningly beautiful face was revealed without any concealment.

then.

Upon making eye contact with Shirou, Morgan's body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted.

A hint of panic welled up in those deep blue eyes.

A blush, almost like a slight buzz, rose on her fair cheeks.

That's shameful.

It's the kind of extreme social death scene where someone acts recklessly online, makes perverse remarks, and then the next day netizens come knocking on their door and execute them in person.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Shirou recalled Morgan's big sister-like demeanor yesterday and found her behavior—as if she wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground—quite amusing.

Weren't you quite active last night?

"Let me think... what did you say back then?"

Upon hearing this, Morgan's cheeks, which had been slightly flushed, began to spread to her ears and neck, turning into an alluring blush.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!!!"

Morgan gritted his teeth in shame and forced out those words.

She tried to reach out and cover Shirou's still-talking mouth.

But the other party easily grabbed her wrist and pressed her down onto the pillow.

"You...you're just a little kid, where do you get such strength...!"

Morgan stared at Shirou in disbelief.

Although she was not good at close combat, she was still the daughter of King Uther, and her physical abilities were far beyond those of ordinary people.

But in front of this boy who looked only seven years old, she was like a weak girl who couldn't even kill a chicken, completely powerless to resist.

"If you want to know someone else's secrets, trade your own."

Shirou pressed harder and harder, until Morgan's wrist ached.

"Oh, right."

"I think I saw a puddle of water in the forest yesterday..."

"Goooooo?!?"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

Some painful memories flooded his mind, and Morgan instantly broke down.

Her face flushed red, and she twisted her body desperately, trying to escape the execution scene that was making her feel utterly humiliated.

Seeing how anxious she was, Shirou was really worried that she might just open her mouth and bite him.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Know when to stop.

Shirou released Artoria's older sister.

He straightened up, a calm smile on his face as usual, as if his actions just now were merely a joke.

"By the way, Morgan."

"Tell me about the Age of Gods."

Morgan rubbed her reddened wrist and gave him a resentful look.

I was surprised to find out that I thought the child was quite cute yesterday, but I never expected him to have such a cunning and scheming personality.

However... coupled with that sunny boy's youthful face, she found it rather interesting...

Hmm... we have another source of material for generating electricity.

"Things about the Age of Gods?"

Morgan's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked at Shirou with some confusion.

"That's right, I want to learn more about this era."

Shirou nodded seriously.

"Also, teach me the magic of the Age of Gods."

"what……?"

Morgan straightened her disheveled skirt, her tone carrying a hint of annoyance.

"You want me to teach you magic? Do you think I'm the kind of tutor who comes to you whenever you call?"

"I knew you would refuse."

As Shirou spoke, a sly glint flashed in his eyes.

"Ms. Morgan, you don't want Artoria to know what you did yesterday, do you?"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Anchor of Stars

"You you you!!"

Morgan froze instantly.

"You...you actually threatened me?!"

In the end, the witch could only bite her lip and helplessly admit defeat.

"Damn it... I... I understand...!"

She never imagined that she, a princess of Britain, would be so easily manipulated by a mere child.

The sunlight outside the window casts dappled shadows through the window grilles.

The magnificent crystal chandelier dazzled the eye, and the crystal tile floor, smooth as a mirror, reflected the figures of the two people.

Inside the luxuriously decorated castle bedroom, Morgan was gradually imparting the knowledge of the Age of Gods to him.

"The beauty of all things in the universe lies in symmetry."

"Just as there is light and shadow, and yin and yang, the world also has its 'side side'."

"On the other side is the 'Sea Within the Stars'."

"It shares the same coordinates as reality, but it is a completely different realm, said to be lush and picturesque."

"That is, the so-called 'inside of the world'."

"It is not a division of the material world like the crust, mantle, and core, but rather more like a spiritual or soul-like dimension, located in the realm of consciousness."

"The Ideal Land," "Eden," "Avalon," "The Highest Heaven," "The Promised Land," "The Place Where Cause and Effect Meet"...

"The Inner Sea of ​​the Stars has many other names in different civilizations."

Shirou already knew these terms and concepts.

However, he was still quite willing to listen to the detailed explanations of these terms.

After all, he wasn't very serious when playing games.

Morgan, oblivious to Shirou's distraction, continued speaking softly.

"Since the beginning of the Common Era, the divine and human races have been separated, and the age of gods began to decline. The true ether on Earth gradually retreated into the inner sea of ​​stars."

"To go even further, the laws of the world are not naturally occurring."

"Instead, it is like a thin layer of cloth that covers the entire world, thus forming the various environments and rules that we are now accustomed to."