The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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"Why are you willing to continue listening?"

"..."

"The story is fake, what impact does it have?" Ian suddenly asked back.

"Shadow, influence?"

"That's probably because it will make you look very stupid..." Siduri said so, and then found that Ian was looking at her.

Obviously, what he had just said did not satisfy him at all.

"Wang, did I say something wrong?"

"That's not wrong, Siduri." Ian stood up and took out a weapon at random from the large number of weapons she collected.

"It's really not sensible to be deceived by these exaggerated stories."

With the help of the light coming in from the window, the man carefully observed the sword in his hand, appearing extremely serious.

"It's just that, Siduri—"

"For weapons, is it the person who uses them that matters, or is it the story behind them that matters?"

"You, what do you think?"

"..."

"Wang, I don't understand what you mean." Siduri frowned slightly. "Can you explain it more clearly?"

“Siduri, stories are written by people.”

Ian gripped the blade in his hand and pointed it at Siduri.

of course.

This wasn't a threat or anything like that, but simply a display of the sword's power.

"No matter how false the story of this weapon may have been in the past, it will become true once it reaches my hands."

"Because I will achieve all of this in my own way."

"The blade did not become my weapon because it had a story, but because it became my weapon, it had a story."

"..."

Siduri was stunned at first, but then she understood everything.

This is the king I know.

Have the courage to turn everything into reality.

"I understand."

"Let's just pretend the past never happened."

【Siduri understood what you meant.】

[She continues to collect all weapons within Uruk, so that you can forge new legends.]

[And looking at these ever-increasing weapons, your expression became more complicated than at the beginning.]

[Of course, it wasn't Enkidu himself who made you think this.]

[You are still wondering what the beast that appeared with Enkidu was like?]

You are rarely lost in thought.

[For you, that beast is an unforgettable existence.]

[Every day, every night, you wait for the moment when Enkidu will appear in Uruk.]

There are so many things you want to figure out.

[However, you didn't tell Siduri about this.]

[Because you know, even if you tell her everything, Siduri won't have any good way to help you solve this.]

【So--】

【Let’s just keep this worry to ourselves. 】

[At least that way, there will be one less person in Uruk who will be saddened by this.]

Inside the palace of Uruk.

Ian used his own strength to make the swords in front of him fly away into the distance without any contact.

It can be done.

Ian looked at the weapon that was moving according to his will and nodded slightly.

This is the true manifestation of surrendering to oneself.

Weapons must obey their owners.

Just as Ian was saying this, Siduri appeared in front of the man again.

Seeing the weapons spinning in the air according to Ian's will, she, who had grown into a beautiful woman, did not show any surprise.

On the contrary, Siduri seemed very happy.

"King, it seems you have tamed these weapons."

"You... are indeed the King of Uruk, right?"

"Of course." Siduri's praise made Ian look slightly delighted. "I, the king, am the owner of Uruk. Everything in Uruk, even the legendary things, belongs to me."

"This kind of thing——"

With a little force, Ian inserted the weapon in front of Siduri. The whole process was smooth and there was no hesitation at all.

"For this king, it's just a little trick that can be easily done."

"Um……"

"Sidulli, do you have anything to report?" Ian quickly realized that his assistant officer had something to say, but seemed a little hesitant.

"As expected, nothing escapes the king's eyes."

Siduri nodded, then quickly continued.

"King, actually, when I was collecting weapons on your behalf, I came across some strange things."

"..."

"Is there anything that surprises you?"

Ian stood up from his throne.

"Is it the rumored weapon? Or something else?"

"..."

"No, it's not a weapon." Siduri's expression was complicated. "I don't know how to describe it, but I think it's necessary for you, Wang, to go and see it for yourself."

"..."

"I understand."

Ian nodded.

"Then take me there to have a look."

[In your heart, you are actually curious about what Siduri mentioned.]

[After all, although Siduri's status is far inferior to yours, she's not so ignorant as to be called uninformed.]

[At least compared to other people in Uruk, she is definitely well-informed.]

If even she would be surprised—

【That might really be something extraordinary.】

【And in fact, it is indeed so.】

The top floor of the Uruk Palace.

Ian, who came here, looked at the things in front of him and couldn't help but show a puzzled look.

What he saw in front of him was not the same weapon as before, but something he had never seen before.

It has a bird-like appearance, but on that basis it has a bunch of huge wings added. Under the wooden body is an extremely complex mechanical structure.

"This is……"

Ian looked at the strange thing in front of him and couldn't help but say something.

"Imitating something made by birds?"

"Yes, King." Siduri nodded, indicating that what Ian said was absolutely correct.

"According to the devotee, this was something he created when he saw a flock of birds flying across the sky one day."

"It is said that every part was meticulously crafted by him, making it something strong enough for a person to fly."

"only……"

Sidulli looked at the wooden bird resting beside her, her expression somewhat complicated.

"I think this is just his nonsense—so, King, I think it's just..."

Siduri stopped talking before she finished.

Because she noticed that Ian's expression when he looked at Mu Niao had a hint of approval.

"Wang, what are you doing..."

"Sidulli, don't you think this is something very memorable?" Ian took the initiative to explain. "It was clearly something I saw by chance, but because I had my own ideas, I wanted to create something that could have the same possibility."

“Siduri, isn’t this a demonstration of our possibilities?”

"The people of Uruk can fly without the help of gods!"

"..."

Only then did Siduri realize the difference in thinking between herself and Ian.

However, she did not ignore the problem at hand.

"King, I understand what you mean."

"For Uruk, such aspirations are indeed commendable and are exactly what we need."

"But……"

Siduri looked at the wooden bird beside her, which was lying there quietly and motionless.

"There's still a gap between living things and dead things, right?"

"So……"

"Even if we get something like this, how can we use it?"