Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

"Alright, if Minister Wei has no further questions, let's go have dinner. You can communicate more later."

Seeing that no major conflicts were brewing, Gao Wen decided to leave everything to Wei Gongqing and have a quick meal before leaving.

Emiya Shirou: "Okay, let's go eat at the cafeteria."

The trio headed towards the cafeteria, encountering some colleagues along the way. After briefly explaining Mordred's identity, they parted ways.

In the early days of the nation's founding, everyone was very busy.

Mordred saw all this, and she hadn't forgotten her mission; she wanted to help.

With this in mind, Mordred asked Shirou Emiya during dinner, "You seem to be a high-ranking official. I'd like to do something; could you arrange it?"

The idea that newcomers are willing to do things is certainly good and commendable, but it's still too early to say that.

“I support your idea, but there’s no reason to be busy right after arriving. At the very least, you should learn and observe for a period of time.”

Emiya Shirou's indirect refusal made Mordred somewhat unhappy.

As someone who had been studying since childhood and was destined to become a queen, the person in charge in front of her had no idea of ​​her strength!

Even her mother praised her!

"I..." Mordred tried to retort, but a voice appeared at the same time.

"Minister Wei, and who is this gentleman?"

Here it comes! A blond boy with an incredibly similar face!

"Li...Wang? Didn't you say you weren't coming to the canteen today to organize military equipment?"

Seeing the newcomer, Emiya Shirou asked in confusion.

Artoria's gaze drifted slightly. She couldn't very well say that she had finished early because she wanted to see Lord Emiya, could she? She needed to come up with another reason, but lying wouldn't do...

"I finished the work ahead of schedule, so I came whenever I had time."

Artoria's calm reply was both a departure from her original thoughts and a truthful one—excellent!

Sitting down next to Shirou Emiya, Artoria's gaze fell on Mordred, wondering who this person was.

He seems to have a great presence, but he doesn't look very old, and why does he give off a familiar feeling?

"This is Gao Wenqing's younger brother, who has come to seek refuge. It's not convenient for him to take care of me for the time being, so I'll trouble you to do so."

Shirou Emiya explained briefly, and Artoria understood. She put down her chopsticks, stood up, and reached out her hand.

"King Arthur Pendragon, I look forward to your future performance and hope you will become a member of the Round Table soon."

Mordred was caught off guard by her idol's gesture of reaching out. After a moment of stunned silence, she realized that this was how a king should be: polite, gentle, and handsome!

In a panic, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and gripped them tightly.

"I...I am Mordred! I promise I won't let you down!!!"

The loud noise echoed throughout the cafeteria, attracting many curious glances.

But upon seeing the king and Wei Gongqing, he looked away. "Oh, it's these two. That's not surprising."

These two are so polite. No wonder they were so excited, seeing that the other person was a newcomer.

The usual routine didn't cause much of a stir. Artoria and Mordred quickly sat down to eat, and Mordred soon witnessed what a king's 'magnanimity' truly meant.

The mountain of food was instantly refined and disappeared rapidly, visible to the naked eye, and this process continued for quite some time.

"Is this...the necessary condition to become king? Then I cannot admit defeat!"

"If my father can do it, so can I," Mordred thought, reaching out to begin a contest.

...Then she ate until she passed out, and in the end, Shirou Emiya helped carry her away and arranged for her to stay in a room next door so that it would be easier to take care of her.

He's Gao Wen's younger brother, after all; it's only right that we take care of him.

"That should be fine. He should pass out from eating too much and won't sleep until tomorrow. Leaving a note should be enough."

For various reasons, Shirou Emiya did not help her take off her clothes. He simply took off her shoes, put her on the bed, and left a note before leaving.

Late at night, Mordred opened her eyes, looked around, and noticed the note next to her. After reading its contents, her pupils visibly dilated with excitement.

"Found you, my good bro!"

Volume 1: Chapter 56. Mordred Appears at the Bedside (4.6k)

[Presence-eliminating magic (future version) + being completely unguarded with your best buddy]

In the darkness, Shirou Emiya's door was pushed open, and a figure slipped inside.

The other person walked silently to the bedside, and the moonlight shining through the window revealed the newcomer to be Mordred.

No, it's also somewhat different.

If Mordred during the day was a proud and carefree kid, full of youthful energy and mischief, then now Mordred is the epitome of composure and maturity.

His emerald green eyes held no trace of youthful wisdom, only maturity and joy.

(Squat down) gaze at the sleeping face in the moonlight, supporting your own face as you gaze at it.

"Long time no see, Shirou~ I didn't expect this magic trick to actually work. Looks like you didn't leave the things I gave you lying around~"

A smile appeared on the girl's delicate face as she gazed at her sleeping friend. She wanted to tease her, to tickle her friend with her hair.

"···"

Emiya Shirou was sleeping soundly, and perhaps sensing his friend's presence, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

"...The guy who committed the foul..."

Mordred stopped playing tricks and resumed his wait-and-see mode.

"Well, never mind, you're sleeping like a log, I won't bother you."

Mordred whispered, a smile playing on her lips, as she slowly turned to the corner of the room: "Come here, Meryl."

"..."

A figure stood in the corner, a white-haired figure, it was Merlin with a complicated expression.

Taking a step forward (Merlin transforms into Merlin), the silver-haired girl gazed at the smiling blonde girl and smiled back, saying, "Well then, miss~ how about we talk somewhere else?~"

“Yes, that’s fine,” Mordred nodded.

The other party agreed to let Melly drop her staff, and the two of them disappeared immediately.

At the top of the Avalon Tower, Meryl and Mordred sat facing each other.

"So, Miss, is there anything you'd like to explain about the future you see during the day that's completely different from the future you see at night?"

"There's not much to say, but I'm a good person, I am who I am. As for why this is the case, it's because of a special teleportation magic."

"Furthermore, the magic that helped me use this..." Mordred raised her finger, fixing it on Meryl, "is you in the future, Miss Meryl~"

[Me in the future?]

Meryl's doubts grew wildly, and for a moment she didn't know what to say. Her pupils glazed over as she began to think.

The other party is probably not lying, the root cause has not changed, even if the future seen during the day and at night is different, it is undoubtedly the same person, only one person can fit together to this extent.

But why would my future self help? If it really is my future self sending this guy here, what for? To change things? But how would he know that things can be changed here?

Even I can't be sure of the future, so how could I possibly achieve that in the future? Should I agree to the Grand rank? But even that wouldn't be enough to qualitatively improve my clairvoyance.

Meanwhile, Merry also discovered another problem: wasn't the ultimate fate of this world destruction? Why was she described as "her future self"? Did she refer to a Heroic Spirit or her Nightmare form...?

Doubts, countless doubts filled Meryl's mind; she wanted to know the answers to so many questions.

No, I can't get agitated right now; I need to stay calm.

"So, why should I, in the future, help you? And what is your purpose in coming here?"

Meryl asked calmly, but Mordred had already noticed that Meryl's fingers were turning white; Meryl wasn't as calm as he had imagined.

[But this is good, it means there are still things that matter. Only in this way can we cooperate and communicate; otherwise, only dealing with people who are only interested in having fun will lead to trouble.]

Recalling what Mary had told her, Mordred lowered her guard somewhat, and everything proceeded in the direction the other party had predicted.

"I came here for only one purpose: to save people."

"Save her? Save Artoria?"

The first person that came to Mary's mind was King Arthur. Given the other person's status, King Arthur seemed to be the closest to her, so it made sense that he would save her.

To everyone's surprise, Mordred shook his head: "That guy? Not interested."

"Could it be Morgan?"

"It's either my father or my mother," Merry's recent closeness to Shirou Emiya has led to her somewhat anthropomorphic thoughts.

"Morgan? No point in talking about him either."

Mordred shook his head again, and said with utmost seriousness, "Stop speculating about those two guys. If I had a choice, I would rather have Shirou as my father."

【···】

Upon hearing this, Meryl was stunned, especially after sensing the seriousness in the other person's tone and the solemnity on their face, realizing that the other person was not joking... Meryl had only one thought in her mind.

Morgan and Leah, how did you raise your child? What did you do in the future?!

Mordred felt no discomfort at the idea of ​​finding a 'father' for himself; in fact, he found it amusing.

"To be honest, I'm curious what those two guys did... Could they have exchanged information?"

Mary, who couldn't contain her excitement, wanted to get the information in advance, but Mordred ruthlessly refused.

"No, your future self said that only she in the future can enjoy the fun of the future. If you want to know, wait until the future."

"What?! That wretched future me?!"

Mary buried her face in her hands and cried, muttering to herself.

Mordred observed everything and then said, "Don't try to stall me and make me relax. Just ask me whatever you want. Also, don't try to use hypnotic guidance magic."

Meryl froze, tossing her staff aside with a smile: "What are you talking about? Meryl is a very nice and beautiful girl~ How could she do such a thing~"

"So, who exactly did you come here to save?"

"Shirou, save Daibei-miya Shirou."

Mordred didn't keep her in suspense this time and directly revealed the name.

“My apprentice Shirou? Impossible, he couldn’t possibly be in trouble.”

Meryl immediately shook her head in rebuttal. As her master, how could she not know her apprentice's situation? The other party's foundation was that of a Heroic Spirit, but his improvement over the years was genuine.

Ten years ago, he could go toe-to-toe with Lancelot, and he still can now. Given his personal strength, current status, personality, and mindset, the probability of him dying is extremely low.

"I know you don't believe me, but that's what my future self will say to me."

Mordred sighed. To be honest, when she learned what Shirou had done over the past ten years, she couldn't believe how Shirou could have died under such circumstances.

There's no reason I can find...

But she believed in the future Mary, and that the other person wouldn't lie to her about such things; the pain in the other person's eyes was real.

That was the first time she had ever seen Nightmare show signs of pain...

"Fine, consider my disciple as going to die. So, what are you planning to do?"

Unable to predict the outcome, Mary also chose to believe for the time being.

Mordred smiled and said, "The scabbard, sending the scabbard into Shirou's body, is what you told me in the future."

"Impossible. The scabbard is completely different. We can't take the scabbard away."

Melly refused immediately, saying that even if she gave away the holy sword, she couldn't take away the scabbard, otherwise Leah would easily run into trouble.

Having finally experienced a chance to change the future, Mary is now forced to return to the original path, an outcome she cannot accept.

"But King Arthur's predetermined future was a failure in itself, and the scabbard itself should have disappeared, that is also a fact."

Mordred wasn't too surprised by Meryl's rejection; he simply stated the facts and then pointed at her again.

“I’ll say it again, what I did was what you told me to do; it was your decision, not mine.”

"If it were me, I would have just grabbed Shirou and run away to live a life of our own. You were the one who cried and begged me to do it."

Mordred rolled her eyes at him, which just goes to show that this guy is always a problem, no matter when.