Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

It would be a lie to say he wasn't angry about this incident, but before that, he wanted to know the other party's reasons. It wasn't out of a sense of compassion, but because they had indeed become friends during their time together.

It's just that this friend is prone to illness.

Since we're friends, I should definitely help if I can, provided that I can.

What are your requirements for help? Of course, that's up to him to decide.

“It’s nothing, just another challenge to history.” Meryl suddenly leaned in, their noses touching, their pink pupils filling each other’s vision.

"A clairvoyant, a very high-level clairvoyant; these eyes allow me to see the future..."

Meryl straightened up, her fingers tracing a flower petal. She tilted her head and calmly gazed at the boy in front of her: "Can you understand? That ability to know history but not to stop it, even if the closest person has the worst ending, it still cannot be stopped."

It was something utterly terrifying, yet the tone of voice was remarkably calm, so calm it was almost frightening.

"So what? Why me? And that's not a reason for you to force me to agree."

Seeing that Shirou Emiya was completely unmoved, Meryl inwardly spat. What had this kid been through to be so stubborn?

That's right, this was Mary's scheme. She used her beautiful appearance to suddenly approach the other person and disrupt their thinking, and then used an extremely pitiful story and subtle actions to increase the other person's pity.

Normally, this kind of approach would confuse anyone, but it doesn't seem to work well on Shirou Emiya.

"Ahem, it's not that you're special, after all, you're not 'real,' are you?"

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Emiya Shirou displayed the biggest emotional fluctuation he had shown so far, his pupils contracting and then returning to normal as he shook his head: "This is no excuse for your rudeness."

“A mistake is a mistake, and that can’t be changed. But you did manage to distract me, and you owe me a huge favor.”

“Okay!” Mary readily agreed.

The fact that this matter has been brought up doesn't mean it's over. Meryl didn't get up; she knew the other person would definitely ask.

Picking up the teapot and teacup that Merry had just placed beside her, she filled one cup and pushed it towards her, saying, "Please tell me in detail about the things I'm curious about."

One thing at a time, but we should still be polite.

Mary originally wanted to be mischievous, but she chose to behave herself, since the other person's eyes were devoid of emotion.

"I know what you want to know, is whether the source can be identified? You can rest assured about that."

Merry knew what Shirou Emiya was afraid of, but she didn't care too much. It's normal for things from different worlds to have different origins.

Please, with that damned Throne of Heroes around, it would be rare for this not to happen.

However, Merry won't explain it clearly, because Shirou Emiya cares, and if the other party cares, she can manipulate things, which is great.

“I am a rather special existence. In addition to having clairvoyance, I am also connected to Avalon, so I can see through someone like you whose magic is not even fully connected to this world at a glance.”

"I can guarantee that there are no more than five people in the world who can see right through you!"

Mary held up her five white fingers and spoke with great confidence.

Is that so...? Emiya Shirou breathed a sigh of relief, but it was only a sigh of relief; he was still somewhat afraid.

From Shirou Emiya's perspective, it's like this: if an NPC suddenly points out that you're dreaming and says, "I can tell," it's pretty scary, okay?

"Come to think of it, you were letting me wander around and get involved in things before, which was probably an experiment, right?"

"Isn't this fine? I'm happy with it myself. Why did you have to do this?"

As Shirou Emiya made his sarcastic remark, Merry breathed a sigh of relief. The fact that he could make sarcastic remarks meant that the relationship hadn't completely fallen apart and there was still a chance to salvage it.

"Haha, I won't do it again next time! I swear!"

After saying that, Merry used her thighs to lift herself into the air, tumbling 9,630 degrees before landing perfectly in front of Emiya Shirou, raising her hands with utmost sincerity.

"If I were doing something like that, my second favorite apprentice, the King of Britain, wouldn't have a little brother!"

That's really ruthless!

Emiya Shirou inexplicably felt a chill in his lower body, and couldn't help but feel sad for his friend. Meeting such a national advisor and teacher was truly extraordinary.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and go, don't bother me while I'm doing my work."

"Yes, sir! I obey!"

A sea of ​​petals churned, and Merry's figure vanished. The dozen or so magic circles also disappeared, leaving only Shirou Emiya and the others who had been there but hadn't noticed.

[A strange guy who doesn't tell the truth...]

With a silent grumble, Shirou Emiya picked up the two projected objects beside him, a joke playing on his lips, and got back to work.

Don't be fooled by the fact that he did it now; it's a completely different situation from agreeing to Meryl's request. One is voluntary, and the other is an agreement. The difference between them is unimaginably huge.

"Little doll~ entering your body~ leaving scars~ will show~ don't worry~ it's not the physical body that's damaged, but the soul~"

While singing a chilling song, it came to each person and decided to act according to the color of the detector. When it saw black, it put the little doll on its head. As soon as the little doll touched the hair, it moved and sat up cross-legged on the top of the head.

[Projection: The Master's Magic Curse Doll]

Bad news: There are too many things emitting black light; good news: there are plenty of little babies.

After handing over the parts one by one, Shirou Emiya prepared to meet up with Artoria, since quite some time had passed.

"Big brother, you're a good person..."

Shirou Emiya, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and looked toward the source of the sound. It was a small child, a boy, who was staring intently at him.

"..."

Shirou Emiya looked around. Everyone else seemed normal. Was it a joke by Merry?

Seeing him looking around, the little boy tilted his head and said expressionlessly, "Should I pretend I can't see you now?"

"...No, that's not necessary, so you can see me?"

"Hmm, it doesn't seem to be that absolute, for example, you disappeared for a while just now."

Emiya Shirou approached and carefully observed the other person. He was a typical little boy with good talent and magical power in his body. Apart from having a mature face and a composure that was not appropriate for his age, he was otherwise quite normal.

"I know your name. The planning of each city is very practical and in line with the future. You treat everyone equally and with respect. One day in the future, I will definitely catch up with you. I will!"

The little boy clenched his fist and held it out. Shirou Emiya was clearly taken aback. The little boy held his hand up like that, and the others behind him were already looking puzzled.

Emiya Shirou's lips curled up into a smile. "Alright, I'll wait for you. But this time, I'm afraid I can't meet you empty-handed for a fist bump, because I have some things to attend to."

The projection put on a thin glove, clenched its fists and bumped them together: "I am Emiya Shirou, I am waiting for you in the royal city."

“Agravivan”.

A fist, one small and one large, touched through their gloves, exchanged names, and Shirou Emiya quickly left. If he didn't leave soon, the people around the little boy would go from confusion to terror.

The red figure disappeared into the distance in his pupils. The little boy, Agravan, stared at his fist and fell silent. This kind of behavior—doing things for the betterment of others and this country—is so cool!!

The young boy made up his mind that he would become that kind of person in the future!

"Agraven, have you been in contact with that person?"

A pleasant voice suddenly came from the side, and a person wrapped tightly in a cloak appeared outside the cage at some point, while the others seemed not to have noticed her.

No, it wasn't just that they didn't notice her; the others in the cage even looked at Agravan's location with suspicion, their eyes full of great intelligence.

Magic! A very high-level magic trick that alters consciousness and memories!

“Mother, I’ve met that person. He’s a very good person.”

Agraven stated his judgment, and the cloaked figure nodded in relief. He then cast another spell, and a balloon entered the cage, enveloping Agraven's small body and bringing him out.

"Go back first. When you're a little older, you can join Artoria's team."

"Yes, Mother."

"Do you still remember the mission?"

"I remember Mother, destroy the team that Artoria built from within."

"Very good, you are the child I trust the most, you must not let me down!"

"Yes, Mother."

The two figures left together, without disturbing anyone.

On the other side, Shirou Emiya and Artoria met up easily, since there weren't many blond boys drooling over other snacks on the street.

"I've finished recording on my end. Is there anything I've found here?"

The sudden appearance of someone beside her made Artoria tremble, but she relaxed when she heard the familiar voice and said very seriously, "Not yet, we haven't reached the castle yet, and we haven't met anyone else on the way."

As Artoria spoke, Shirou Emiya looked up into the distance after understanding, where the castle being built was no less impressive than the one on the border back then.

The places we passed through weren't particularly prosperous, and the residents looked visibly exhausted. Wende Road Castle was so luxurious because it was a border trading center, so why was there such a large castle here?

It's really hard to guess.

Artoria didn't pay attention to the shift in her gaze, or rather, their different perspectives prevented the other person from seeing things from that angle.

Shirou Emiya wanted to speak, but then he thought of Merry and decided not to.

He chose to remain silent, but whether he should have said those words at all is a question no one knows.

The two followed the man for a while longer, and finally reached the outer perimeter of the castle. They looked at each other and decided to close the distance.

Accelerate, overtake, jump!

The two entered the castle directly through the window. Before the other person arrived, they quickly checked the surrounding rooms to see if they could find anything else.

A moment later, the two returned, and Shirou Emiya spoke first: "It's all money and food; we didn't find anyone of any value."

Artoria said the same thing: "Same here, but I didn't even see any money. There was no one else except a few maids."

"As expected, we still need to find the manager to get valuable intelligence. The person is here, let's follow."

Led by that man, they stumbled and twisted their way to a gate, where a butler stood guard.

"Butler, I have something to report. The young master asked the master to film some 'normal people,' but there aren't enough people."

The butler nodded calmly and haughtily: "Understood. You can wait downstairs. I'll make arrangements after dinner."

"Yes." The man withdrew, his footsteps gradually fading, and the corridor fell silent once more.

"It looks like the area ahead is quite important; there might be some gains there," Shirou Emiya said.

“Indeed, this is an extraordinary place. So what do we do?” Artoria said.

"Just wait. The butler will definitely open the door to report. Once we go in, we're sure to find something."

When it comes to bad things, there's only the difference between saying it once or saying it countless times. As long as you find the target, everything is fine.

As for the chance to get in, Shirou Emiya was certain that the butler would open the door and let him in.

Just as Shirou Emiya had predicted, the butler checked that no one was around, placed a gem marked with "Detection Magic," and opened the door. At that very moment, Artoria and Shirou Emiya entered.

"If you ask me, that so-called King of Britain is utter bullshit!"

Volume 1: 23. Differences in perspectives will inevitably lead to problems (4k)

The room was spacious and luxurious, with a huge dining table that smelled of wood and was covered with papers. A dozen or so people who looked like nobles were gathered together, and the words just spoken came from the person in the main seat.

The butler's entry silenced the nobleman, who whispered a few words in his ear. The nobleman nodded and said, "You can arrange it as you see fit."

"Yes." The butler responded and withdrew. Artoria and Shirou Emiya had already blended in and stood against the wall.

After the butler left, the door closed again, and the performance continued.

"I already had people gather intelligence. That so-called King Arthur is nothing but a brat. Apart from his good looks and a little bit of personal strength, he's trash!"

"A teenager trying to rule us with that so-called prophecy?! What a joke!"

"Why should we, generations of nobles, listen to the arrangements of a new king who is not even the king! The cities you joined have been remodeled for the so-called future of the country. Border trading cities are now mostly farmland, mountainous areas are mostly planted with herbs and fruits, and fishing is no longer allowed at the seaside and lakeside, but is instead planned for fish farming!"

The nobleman slammed his fist on the table, scattering papers everywhere, and roared angrily, "Look at this! Ever since we followed that brat Wang's plan, the income of the nobles there has plummeted! Even a griffin falling from the sky isn't that fast!"

"As the income of nobles decreases, the common people live better lives. Last time I went there, I even saw them buying meat! It's unbelievable! That's all our money!"

The nobleman who was speaking kept shouting that the reduced income was a power grab, and some other nobles began to echo him, criticizing the king they had not yet met.

Standing by the wall, Shirou Emiya kept his eyes on Artoria, worried that she might get angry and attack, but he was clearly overthinking it.

The other party was not angry at all; in fact, they seemed thoughtful.

"Emiya Shirou-sama, do you think what I did before was right...?"

The deals she had been made all along told Artoria that she had a responsibility to the people, and that her recent actions had indeed benefited many of them. However, in these deals, the nobles were also part of the people.