Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

Then, he took out a copy of "The Legend of King Arthur" from the inherent barrier and started reading.

Since there are so many connections with ancient Britain, it is natural to read more about the relevant historical records and legends.

However, the history of Type-Moon doesn't seem to be of much reference value.

As is widely known, Type-Moon has a large number of parallel universes.

Many of the heroic spirits also come from various parallel universes.

The reason lies in the "Throne of Heroes".

The Throne of Heroes exists independently of the timeline.

The boundary record tape of the Throne of Heroes contains information about all Heroic Spirits from the past, present, and future.

Whether alive or dead, as long as a contract is signed with them, the information at that time will be recorded by the boundary recording tape.

Therefore, heroic spirits from different parallel universes can coexist, or even meet.

The best example is Archer (Red A) and Shirou Emiya.

Chapter Fifty-Six: The Hero King by the Roadside

The Alps on the border between Germany and Austria.

As Europe's most famous snow-capped mountain range, most of the Alps are uninhabited, except for a few tourist destinations.

And the last Einzbernburg Palace stands in the snow-covered mountains.

The castle looks quite old, but it's very well maintained, with snow piled up on the stone walls.

Inside the castle, in the luxuriously decorated guest rooms.

The slowly burning stove maintained the temperature inside the house, dispelling the chill that had seeped into the frozen land.

Anyone would look peaceful in such a warm room.

However, the girl lying on the bed had a completely different expression at this moment.

"Ugh... Ah...!"

The blonde beauty, who was lying quietly on the couch, now had her brows furrowed.

I guess I had some strange nightmare.

A blush crept onto her pretty cheeks, and her expression grew increasingly troubled.

Artoria, a girl summoned to the world as a Saber (Saber) class, had a strange dream.

She dreamt that she was in the golden wheat field from her memory.

He was chatting and laughing with a stranger, a red-haired boy.

They practiced swordplay together, rested together, shopped together, ate together, swam together... and their hands were even being squeezed and kneaded by each other, and finally...

The feel was so realistic.

This feeling is just like being there in person.

It felt as if an electric current was coursing through her spine, causing her body to involuntarily tense up in her sleep.

"Gurgle..."

With a slight tremor in her eyelashes, Artoria looked around with lingering fear after opening her eyes.

I only felt a little relieved after confirming that no one else was in the room.

However, some strange physical reactions still made her blush a little.

The fabric of her pajamas was in contact with her skin.

The feedback she received made her feel ashamed and speechless.

"What...what is this?"

Artoria lowered her head anxiously and reached her hand under the covers.

Immediately, she froze, her eyes filled with panic.

Her pretty cheeks were visibly flushed.

"H-How could this happen!?"

……

Half an hour later.

restaurant.

The long table was filled with exquisite silver cutlery.

"Saber, good day."

Irisviel gracefully set down her teacup, her gaze falling on the Knight King who had entered.

Then, she blinked her ruby-like eyes with a hint of confusion.

"Saber, did you... change your clothes today?"

Irisviel remembered that the girl wasn't wearing this outfit last night.

Upon hearing this, Artoria's hand, which was cutting bread, trembled slightly.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked away guiltily.

"It's just... I suddenly wanted to change into something else..."

This flimsy reason is clearly unconvincing.

Just as Irisviel's expression turned doubtful.

The maid, Liselle, who was standing to the side serving, spoke expressionlessly:

"Because Miss Saber is wet."

“€€€€€€?!!”

Irisviel almost spat out the black tea she had just drunk.

"Shut up€€€€!!"

Artoria, whose face turned red with embarrassment at being so ruthlessly sabotaged by the maid, immediately began to breathe out hot air.

A rare look of panic flashed in her emerald green eyes.

The majesty of the Knight King vanished at this moment.

"Ara~"

Irisviel wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, her gaze becoming meaningful.

"After all, Saber is a girl, and this kind of thing is a normal physiological phenomenon."

"Are you thinking of a certain man from that era?"

At this point, Irisviel suddenly remembered.

In England at that time, it seems that the concept of love was already very open, and feelings could not only develop between men and women.

There are many male colleagues, and quite a few female colleagues as well.

"Ah, could it be... a woman of the same sex?"

"Neither! Stop making wild guesses, Irisviel!"

Artoria shook her head frantically, trying to dispel the image of the red-haired boy from her mind.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to regain her usual serious expression.

"That must just be... a strange dream!"

……

Yatsushirodai Elementary School.

Ring ring ring €€€€

The crisp, pleasant school bell signaled the end of another day of classes.

It was exactly 3:10 PM.

"Shirou~!"

Rin appeared at the back door of the classroom, a sweet smile on her face.

Whether it's lunch break or after school, Rin would always come to find Shirou as soon as possible, wanting to spend time with him.

At first, many students teased them for being together all the time.

However, people are now used to this situation.

Even so, Rin still couldn't help blushing when she heard others whispering that she and Shirou were a couple.

"Let's go, Shirou~"

That call was so adorable, it made my heart flutter.