Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

The door was pushed open, and a petite figure walked in.

It's Mordred!

"Tsk, I didn't expect you could get your hands on this quality black tea and deep sleep spray. I underestimated you~"

Mary followed closely behind, her eyes drifting to the teacup on the table. It was of very high quality and only had a sleep-aiding effect; the effect would only be explosive when combined with the spray. No wonder she hadn't noticed it.

If it were me... I probably wouldn't be able to notice either.

Seriously, where did these weird things come from?

"Oh, this is also a formula you gave me. Also, the future you asked me to tell you that I will research it sooner or later."

Unlike his usual demeanor, Mordred crossed his arms and spoke, his gaze sweeping across the room before settling on the holy sword hanging on the wall, or more specifically, on its scabbard.

If I give this to Shirou, will I be able to avoid death?

"Tsk, what a strange turn of events... But let me warn you first, taking away the scabbard is one thing, but there will be a lot of work to do later. My other apprentice is very easy to wake up."

“It’s okay. I know him better than you do, and I’m already prepared.”

Take down the holy sword, pull out the blade, reattach it to the wall, and then take the scabbard.

Then... he moved to Artoria's bedside, and looking at her sleeping soundly, Mordred's face gradually showed displeasure.

I don't know why, but some strange memories have surfaced in recent years. These include not only things I've experienced, but also things I've never experienced but still remember.

To sum it up in one sentence, I don't remember the beginning, I forgot the middle, and I don't know the ending, but I just wanted to rebel against my father and mother.

"What do you want to do?" Melly asked curiously as she leaned closer.

"I'm not doing anything, I just want to pluck that little hair."

Mordred pursed his lips and muttered to himself.

"No, no, my gut tells me that pulling it out will cause a big problem."

Mary shook her head repeatedly, but Mordred just muttered something and left, showing no real intention of pulling it out.

so far so good.

"By the way, when will the effects of the medicine wear off?"

"Let's leave for one minute, everything has been calculated."

"That's great, looks like my future self will be pretty good~"

The two walked together toward Shirou Emiya's room. Merry, being cautious, cast a detection spell to prevent any accidents.

Mordred barged into Shirou Emiya's room without any preparation, leaving Meryl stunned.

She had ambushed them for fun for a while, but they always woke up immediately and she was discovered at the door several times.

"Strange, what kind of method is this? Perhaps you could teach me?"

"It's not a tactic, it's just simple trust in me, and you were brought here by me, so the trust was transferred, that's all."

Mordred explained briefly, then put a finger to her lips to signal quiet; she was about to get to work.

Merry gave a thumbs-up in response, but had a question in her mind that she didn't ask: why was her finger placed near Shirou Emiya's mouth?

Is he trying to get a bargain? He must be trying to get a bargain, right?

As Merry complained, the scabbard was already placed on Shirou Emiya's chest. A magic circle appeared, and the scabbard slowly sank until it was completely integrated into his body.

"Indeed, they are very compatible. This is true for the sword in the stone and the sword in the lake."

Meli's expression was complicated. On one hand, she didn't want the scabbard to leave Artoria's side, and on the other hand, she had promised Artoria that she could take it if she wanted. She had just been thinking that if she failed to integrate with Artoria, she could get it back, but now it seemed that there was no hope.

Perhaps this is fate; the scabbard was destined to leave Lia's side.

"Alright, alright, it's come to this, so I won't say anything more. I'm leaving now, you can handle it."

With a myriad of complex thoughts in mind, Mary left.

“The bystanders have left, your matter is finally over, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.”

Mordred sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at Shirou Emiya, whose appearance was still that of a teenager, and stroked his cheek as she whispered.

"Although that bastard Mary didn't tell me everything, something dangerous must have happened. But it's all alright now, everything's alright~"

The petite girl, filled with maternal instincts, gradually developed a distorted gaze, and a pink light seemed to flash in her pupils.

Mordred's (daytime) attachment, combined with Mordred's (nighttime) feelings of being a childhood friend, longtime classmate, and best friend, all combined to make Mordred 'hungry'.

Slowly lowering her head, wanting to kiss~

"What are you doing? Why isn't Leah responding? Did you get the wrong potion?"

Meryl suddenly appeared, and Mordred sat up abruptly: "That's impossible, it was made according to that recipe."

"Then why isn't there any response? Come with me to take a look. We can't let her sleep forever."

After saying that, Mary pulled Mordred outside and closed the door behind her.

Back in Artoria's room, Mordred patted her twice and found that she still showed no signs of waking up.

"Huh? That's strange, that shouldn't be the case."

Mordred began to examine the table from top to bottom, while Mary, with a smile on her face but a different look in her eyes, moved slightly to remove her handprint from the teacup on the table.

Haha, trying to sneak away? Don't you know she's King Arthur's intended queen?

I'm sorry, Lia, but these are sacrifices that I have reasons to stop. You should get some more sleep.

Mordred's little plan didn't work out, and Artoria didn't sleep very well that night. Merry was happy to see this, and the only one who slept well was Emiya Shirou.

I don't know why, but when I woke up the next day, I felt energetic and in great shape.

"I feel good today, maybe something good will happen~"

Emiya Shirou happily washed up, ready to begin a new day's mission. Today's mission was different from the previous ones. Since the search for the Holy Grail had been underway for some time and the initial tension had subsided, he could take some time off.

Therefore, today is the day he and Lord Galahad set off together, forming a team to search for the Holy Grail.

They met Galahad in the cafeteria, ate, and then left for their private room, where there was a map showing all the areas that had been searched and those that hadn't, as well as the areas they were searching for.

To prevent leaks and other accidents, the gate is only open when the departure team leaves and returns, and also during the inventory check every two months. At other times, the gate is closed.

"Which area should we explore this time? Does Lord Galahad have any suggestions?"

Emiya Shirou was setting off for the first time and wasn't quite sure about choosing a location, so he decided to ask someone else for help.

"Let's go here, maybe we can find something here."

Galahad, who had already been out several times, pointed to an area that was a plain.

Galahad remained calm, but for some reason, he had a peculiar feeling this time, as if he were certain he had gained something from that place...

I haven't felt this way before...

Galahad was somewhat surprised by the strange feeling in his heart, but as a member of the Knights of the Round Table, he was not afraid, especially with Lord Emiya accompanying him. He could completely abandon feelings of worry and fear.

"Okay, here it is."

Take the small area map from the table, head to the private warehouse to retrieve your equipment, and set off.

Two horses, enough food for half a month, and a sword for each person—that was all the supplies they had.

Warhorses are for traveling, food is for the wilderness, and swords are for self-defense; that is enough.

Normally, an exploration would take at least a month, and these supplies alone would definitely not be enough. However, these arrangements had already been made, and there were supply points in other cities along the way.

With everything prepared, they bid farewell to King Arthur, whose expression remained inexplicably somber, and the two officially embarked on their quest for the Holy Grail.

"By the way, how do you guys usually find them?"

As a newcomer participating for the first time, Emiya Shirou humbly inquired.

"How to find it? Normally, everyone has their own way of searching, but one thing remains constant: a thorough search."

"Search everywhere—in tree hollows, grass hollows, under rocks, in rivers—anywhere that might or might not exist."

Galahad recounted the detailed actions and cited examples such as Lancelot verifying the presence of something in a giant bear's body and Gawain searching through three thousand bird and squirrel nests overnight.

In short, it was a thorough search.

"I see, that's the correct behavior~"

Emiya Shirou really enjoyed the experience, which felt like opening a treasure trove. It was just like a game, not bad at all.

After a week of accelerated travel, the two arrived at a city outside the search area, replenished their supplies, and officially set off again.

The plains, the endless plains, were undeveloped before, and have only recently been designated for development. Their main purpose is for planting pasture and grazing.

"Shall we begin? Should we search separately or together?"

Galahad asked.

"A semi-separate kind, where you stay within each other's line of sight, call each other to report your location according to the schedule, and then meet up to exchange information."

"it is good."

With everything planned out, the two began searching bit by bit, leaving no place untouched as a place to stuff something.

One day... two days... one week... two weeks...

Time passed as he continued his search, and Shirou Emiya even marked several mineral locations and suitable areas for farming and planting.

"There's still half the area left to search. It should take at most two weeks to finish. What have you found on Lord Galahad's end?"

In the camp.

The wood crackled and popped as it burned in the fire, and Shirou Emiya, the barbecue master, sat nearby, preparing dinner while asking questions.

"Not yet. Not to mention the Holy Grail, we haven't even seen any magical beasts."

Galahad sighed helplessly, washed his hands, and came to help.

"It's the same for me, I haven't made any progress."

"Don't skewer the meat like that. Turn it over, place the vegetables in between, and then put it aside."

"so?"

"Okay, that's it. I'll bake it once it's done, and you can just wait to eat."

While Galahad was helping, he would occasionally glance at the person next to him. He liked this feeling; the other person was like a friend, like an older brother, and the atmosphere was very comfortable.

As if thinking of something, Galahad wanted to speak, but his lips opened and closed for a long time without uttering a word.

"Is it over? I'll grill it. What flavor do you want? I remember you can handle spicy food pretty well, want some?"

"Come on."

Sensing that Galahad was a little down, Shirou Emiya didn't ask what was wrong, but simply patted her on the shoulder: "Don't think too much about it, just wait to eat the meat, I guarantee it will taste amazing."

He didn't know what the other person was anxious about, and since they didn't say so, he couldn't ask. At times like this, he just wanted to enjoy the meal.

After a fierce struggle, Galahad finally spoke after finishing his meal: "Lord Emiya, there is something I would like to tell you."

Emiya Shirou, who had just gotten up to leave, sat back down: "What's wrong? Just say it. What's there to hide between us?"

"there."

Galahad pointed to the grassland, the direction where Shirou Emiya had searched.

“I could feel something drawing me there, something very important, but my intuition told me I shouldn’t go.”

Galahad clutched his chest; his heart was pounding—a warning to himself.

"Over there? I remember searching it during the day and there wasn't anything there. Shall I go take a look?"

"That's what Emiya Shirou said."

"No, I've decided to go and see, for Britain, for the King."

In fact, both of them had a thought in their minds, but they didn't mention it. Galahad's inner warning told him not to bring it up, while Shirou Emiya had a mix of thoughts and ultimately chose to remain silent.

"Then let's go, I'll go with you."

Emiya Shirou stretched and extended his hand to Galahad, who grasped it firmly.

"it is good!"

On the road.

Galahad: "If any problems arise that you can't handle, Lord Emiya, remember to leave as soon as possible."