Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

The spiral staircase was very, very long. Shirou Emiya felt like he had been walking for a long time and still hadn't reached his destination, but since the two people in front of him were still leading the way, he didn't ask any questions.

After all, it's the place where the Holy Lance Rungomminiad is kept; it certainly has style.

Vivian, who was in front of him, also looked puzzled. "Wait, what happened?"

Why haven't we reached the end yet? That shouldn't be the case. She's the one who controls the key; usually, she can get there in just a few steps.

Could it be that Meryl is up to something?

Meryl, in the middle, was equally puzzled. What was going on? It shouldn't be that long.

Could it be that the guy in front of her was annoyed by what happened earlier and deliberately made her walk a few more steps?

In short, all three of them were puzzled, but none of them voiced their doubts.

Until... Vivian finally couldn't take it anymore and turned to question Meryl about what she was up to, only to find that Shirou, who was supposed to be following behind, was nowhere to be seen.

"Merry, have you had enough fun yet?! ...Huh? Where's Shirou?!"

Looking at the empty staircase behind Meryl, Vivian was shocked. Where is my Shirou? Where is such a big guy?!

She pounced on the ground and groped around aimlessly, but the hard ground offered no clues. She then turned around and started groping her best friend, muttering incoherently to herself.

"Where's Shirou? Where's Shirou? Where's Shirou?"

"Huh, that's strange, I just felt something behind me..."

Pushing away the clingy guy who was sticking to her, Mary stroked her chin thoughtfully, when suddenly she remembered something.

"Vivian, do you think we might trigger the Holy Lance's protection mechanism, causing the Holy Lance to awaken?"

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"Are you kidding me? How could this be triggered? We're all on the same side, and Shirou was brought here by you."

Vivian didn't believe it at first. As a holy sword, it must have a protection mechanism, such as preventing certain people from using it and preventing unusable people from using its full power.

Vivian was puzzled. Both she and Melly were recognized by history and had seen and come into contact with the Holy Sword. Logically, this shouldn't be the case.

Then she saw Mary tilt her head to the side and say in a very soft voice, "Actually, my apprentice shouldn't have come here..."

"..."

"!!!"

"Merry! Take this!"

Vivian started with a standard full-force attack, targeting Meryl's soft belly. But who was Meryl? As a nightmare who always sought fun, she had long been skilled at breaking through defenses and dodging attacks!

He dodged and rolled several times on the ground. After barely managing to avoid it, he looked up in horror and saw that Vivian's hair was all flying up and a visible purplish-black aura was erupting from her body!

"How dare someone who shouldn't be here come here! Have you been looking for fun and made yourself stupid?!"

"This is bad! She's really angry!" Mary started sweating and was thinking about how to handle the situation when a familiar voice came from inside.

"What are you doing? What happened? Why does Vivian seem so angry?"

Both Merry and Vivian looked toward the source of the sound; it was Emiya Shirou!

"Shirou~!"

Vivian rushed forward excitedly, wanting to hug him, but then suddenly stopped in front of him, staring blankly as she pointed to Shirou Emiya's right hand, her voice trembling slightly: "What's that?"

Melly curiously popped her head out to check, but was also suddenly stunned.

"Oh, this has to start from what just happened."

Emiya Shirou looked at the long, pure white spear in his hand and began to recount what had happened.

Time went back a little, and he was walking normally behind the two of them when suddenly his foot slipped and he fell into darkness before he could say anything.

They kept falling, falling... No one knew how deep they had fallen. Shirou Emiya tried to save them, but he couldn't mobilize any magic power, and he couldn't even move his body.

Light! Light appears!!

A sacred, pure white spear, surrounded by mysterious particles of light that moved slowly, revealed the answer to Shirou Emiya at first glance.

【The Holy Lance Rungomminiad】

Unable to speak, he could only speak in his heart.

You shouldn't be here...

The voice came from an unknown place, mysterious and dignified, yet tinged with a hint of doubt.

Is there a problem with me being here? Did you ask me to come? Why?

Emiya Shirou asked three questions in quick succession, while simultaneously examining the gun closely, as a blacksmith he wanted to handle it.

Rungominiad: Where did this unlucky kid come from? It's one thing to be here, but to try and touch him is incredibly audacious!

Let me see what you're made of!

【The Holy Lance Rungomminiad】

A god-level being is an existence forged by the world, a symbol of invincibility in this world. Therefore, in terms of obtaining information, it is on par with the world to a certain extent. For a certain period of time, it is on par with the suppressive force, belonging to this world-level existence.

However, he rarely uses this power, since its main task is to protect.

Then, upon seeing the intelligence, it fell silent. What exactly is this guy?

Their appearance was inexplicable, unlike being brought here by someone. They appeared inexplicably in this world, without any trace of their past.

The world responded to the call.

Calls to history went unanswered.

Calling for the inhibitory force still yielded no response.

Rungominiad fell even more silent. Could this guy be from outer space? But his protective mechanisms in that area hadn't been triggered.

How strange, how very strange...

"Buzz!~"

Suddenly, Rungominiad, who was searching for something in various places, received a message from the British Isles.

[A message has been sent from the last mysterious remnant, the island of Britain: Red-haired Shirou Emiya, though his origins are unknown, is a good person; his environmental management and planning are sound. He's a good person.]

Looking down further, there was another one.

[In the final, mysterious remnant, the Sword of Kings uploaded a message: Emiya Shirou, approved.]

The emergence of two messages has changed the situation somewhat. One is the British Will, which is similar to a restraining force.

One is the Sword of Kings, which is similar to a man-made centralized British human code (capable of choosing a king, representing the people's choice to some extent, and barely meeting the national human code standard).

Under normal circumstances, the Holy Lance Rungomminiad would definitely ignore it, but now that the two are the protagonists of this era, their existence still carries some weight.

During the inspection of the Holy Lance Rungomminiad, Shirou Emiya just stood there, liking the spear more and more as he looked at it.

The texture, the material, the presence—I really want to hug it and examine it thoroughly!

"Huh! Shoot?!"

Emiya Shirou was somewhat surprised to find that he could make sounds again.

You are not bad, but you are not the one chosen. Entrust me to her, young man.

The Holy Lance Rungomminiad drifted over and fell into Shirou Emiya's hands. Then, his gaze shifted back to the stairs, where he saw another form of Vivian.

"That's how it happened. Now that you've got what you wanted, can you leave?"

Emiya Shirou brandished the spear in his hand.

"Wait, there's one more constraint..."

Just as Vivian remembered something and was about to speak, Melly placed a hand on her shoulder, brought her lips close, and began to mutter to herself.

"Do you know that we need to add a restriction that you can't attack fairies? But fairies will definitely be interested in your Shirou, and with the nature of fairies, what if they attack? Can you guarantee that you can keep an eye on them forever? Can you guarantee that your Shirou will always be safe?"

"Under normal circumstances, borrowing should indeed be subject to restrictions, but since Shirou is using it on his own without borrowing much of your power, should there still be restrictions? Are you really trying to benefit the fairy?"

What's more terrifying than the demons and ancient gods is Melly's whisper, and at the same time, Vivian has the idea of ​​approval. The combination of the two can only lead to one outcome.

Fairies? Those stupid fairies don't deserve Vivian's protection, nor do they deserve her attention. And that Morgan guy said taking them would cause trouble. What if causing trouble affects Shirou's safety? That won't do.

In the very end, the only thing Vivian needed to be absolutely certain of was that Shirou would always remain safe!

"Hmm, I guess I'll just forget about it. It's nothing anyway~"

While Shirou Emiya waited, Vivian suddenly changed her story, which puzzled Shirou.

"Are you sure it's okay? Can we just take this thing?"

Vivian patted her chest and assured them, "It's alright! Just take it!"

What fairy, what Morgan, they're all fake. Only Shirou is real!

Only Shirou is the real one!

After a series of simple yet complex events, the Holy Lance Rungomminiad was finally brought out and boarded the ship they had come from. The three of them then headed back the way they had come.

Back in the forest lake, Shirou Emiya gratefully grasped Vivian's slender, long, and soft hand, thanking her repeatedly.

"Thank you so much this time. I was in a rush this time. I'll treat you to a meal next time I come here! Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything. I'll definitely help if I can. Don't be shy!"

Only after a careful inspection did I realize how terrifying the legendary Holy Lance was. To borrow such a precious thing so casually, without even any other requirements, is simply the act of an incredibly kind person!

Emiya Shirou was very grateful.

"Hehehe~"

Vivian can only giggle now, and even wants a hug, but that darn spear is stuck there, which is annoying because she can't hug him.

"Alright, alright, we'll talk about it another time. We have to go now."

Just as Vivian was about to find an opening to embrace him, Meryl's staff reached out to block her, and at the same time, magic began to surge.

Emiya Shirou: "Vivian, we'll be going now. I'll come visit you next time I have time!"

Vivian, her heart burning with anger towards Merry but forced to wear a sweet smile in front of Shirou Emiya, said, "Okay, remember not to drag it out too long~"

He caught Meryl's teleportation magic again and returned to his office. He glanced at the time and realized that not too much time had passed, only an hour or two.

Emiya Shirou looked at Merry and asked, "When are you sending it over? Should I come with you?"

Having just had a lot of fun, Merry nodded happily: "Of course you have to go, after all, you're the one who offered it, aren't you?"

"Please wait a moment while I make the arrangements."

"Sure, sure~ But we can't take too long~ Otherwise, all sorts of problems will arise~"

"Don't worry, it'll be done soon!"

Volume 1: 47. Morgan: Mordred isn't destroying the house, is she? I'm outta here. (4k)

At the front-line Artoria Knights' garrison, the knights sat on the ground, leaning on each other, without removing their armor. Most of them had fear and shock in their eyes.

It seems a battle has just ended, and the outcome is somewhat off.

In the main camp, the supreme commander, Artoria, was busy looking at the sand table with a serious expression, while Galahad was wiping his shield beside her.

Surprisingly, Galahad had some injuries on his body.

"Lord Galahad, are you really not going to rest?"

Artoria said again, this was the third time she had asked.

Galahad shook his head: "No need, Your Majesty. I know my own body. I can withstand a few attacks. Besides, it would be easier for something to happen if I left."

Artoria remained silent, knowing that without Lord Galahad's presence, her knights would certainly have suffered losses.

"Contact Emiya... Merlin, perhaps he knows what happened."

Vortigern has transformed into a mythical dragon; the only explanation for this is to ask Merlin.

"Yes, I'll arrange for someone to make contact right away." As soon as Galahad finished speaking, the Flower Magician appeared with his special effects, along with Shirou Emiya.

"Looking for me? Did Leah miss me?"

"Minister Wei!"

Artoria's first words made Meli's face twitch, and her teasing mood vanished instantly.

Damn it! So, once you have someone you like, your master is no longer a real person?