Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

It was neither hot nor cold.

It's so comfortable it makes you sleepy.

Shirou walked through the bustling town, following the road that had been trodden by countless people.

Until the number of pedestrians dwindled, and even the road beneath our feet was as clean as an untouched virgin.

Crossing the forest.

Then, the familiar sight of the golden wheat field came into view.

A girl dressed in clean white linen clothes and with her blonde hair tied in a single ponytail was practicing chopping at a wooden stake, wielding a wooden sword.

"Drink!"

A clear, sweet shout echoed across the fields.

Fine beads of sweat streamed down his forehead, glistening in the sunlight with each swing of his sword.

Suddenly, the girl stopped swinging her sword.

It wasn't because I was tired.

It was because she saw that familiar person.

friend……

I think I'm friends with my senior, right?

He didn't seem to refuse last time either.

A bright smile, even more radiant than the sunshine, instantly spread across the girl's face.

She waved vigorously at the red-haired boy who was walking across the ridge of the field.

"Senior Caesar~!"

"Yes, I'm here, Artori... Artoris."

Shirou responded with a smile.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

A gentle breeze swept across the wheat fields, creating waves of grain.

The warm autumn sunlight is delightful, like a light veil draped over one's shoulders.

They continued their unfinished exchange and unresolved topics from yesterday.

……

"Haa...haa..."

"Senior, you're really amazing..."

Artoria lay exhausted on the pile of wheat.

I feel sore all over.

"It hurts so much from what my senior did..."

The rosy glow on her pretty face, a result of the intense exercise, had not yet faded.

"No matter which direction I attack from, or what sword technique I try..."

"We can't even touch the senior in the slightest."

The girl's tone carried a hint of frustration, but even more so, admiration.

If you were to encounter this, wouldn't all the memories I extracted from all those swords have been for nothing?

Shirou silently grumbled to himself.

Even so.

The girl's strength has indeed grown quite rapidly.

The sparring matches yesterday and today both ended in crushing defeats for the girl.

However, Shirou could clearly sense the girl's improvement in swordsmanship during their sparring.

That speed was astonishing.

As expected of the son of the Red Dragon, his talent in combat is truly terrifying.

If it weren't for my heroic spirit power, I really wouldn't have been able to control this humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Shirou remarked with a sigh.

"You'll surpass me sooner or later."

"Really? How long will it take?"

Artoria's eyes lit up, and she asked with some anticipation.

No, I was just saying it offhand, did you really take it seriously?

Shirou's lips twitched slightly.

"Uh...we'll probably have to wait until the chickens have finished pecking at the rice, the dogs have finished licking the noodles, and the fire has burned through the lock..."

"?"

Although she couldn't understand what kind of mysterious Eastern code it was, Artoria felt that it must be from a very, very long time in the future.

At this moment, Shirou changed the subject.

"In fact, to be a good king, the mind is a more powerful weapon than a sword."

"why?"

Artoria asked curiously, her eyes clear and innocent.

"If we can lead our troops to victory in every battle and drive out foreign enemies, wouldn't that allow everyone to live a better life?"

"and then?"

Shirou suddenly asked.

"Even if you defeat King Vortigern and even unify Britain."

Will this land be blessed with favorable weather and abundant harvests?

"Will the people then be able to live and work in peace and contentment?"

"This……"

The girl was speechless.

Amidst the girl's bewildered gaze, Shirou imparted some new knowledge to her.

That was knowledge that was more than a thousand years ahead of its time.

Exploitation, productivity, surplus value, the essence of feudal aristocracy...

These things sound incredibly obscure at first, carrying a sense of alienation and unconventionality in the current era.

But with Shirou's explanation...

The clear and distinct meaning, however, was like a series of lightning bolts, cleaving through the girl's chaotic understanding.

For the first time, a girl named Artoria truly understood the laws governing how this world works.

Clear sky.

The vast, boundless fields of ripe wheat resemble a golden sea.

Under the bright sunshine, the blonde girl's pretty face seemed to be coated with a radiant and brilliant color.

Through the bright sunlight, Shirou seemed to be able to glimpse the girl's clear and innocent side.

"How adorable!"

Shirou carefully examined the girl's pretty face.

She is so beautiful even without any makeup or embellishment.

"€? Me...me...?"

Upon hearing this, the girl looked away somewhat awkwardly, lowering her head to look at the linen coat she was wearing.

I shouldn't be cute at all like this, right?

"That's not a compliment."

Shirou looked at the girl's face, which seemed to glow in the sunlight, as if examining a rough piece of jade, and leaned closer to examine it.

"S-Senior?"

……close.

So close.

Looking at the boy's face that was too close.

The girl unconsciously clenched the wheat ears beneath her in her palms.

That rough and realistic touch did nothing to alleviate her tension at the moment.