Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

After the alien god finished explaining the mission and waited for a reply, Shirou Emiya frowned.

"Is she stupid? If I don't go, will someone else go?"

"Of course, she must die."

"Oh, okay, then I'll go. I'll take care of everything."

Is a dream within a dream about to begin? A strange new experience.

"Great! That's straightforward! I like people like you!"

The alien god was very happy; such a straightforward and powerful person would surely be a sure thing.

"Tell me what kind of compensation you want so I can prepare in advance."

Emiya Shirou: "Reward? Shouldn't we be given quest items?"

From Shirou Emiya's perspective, this situation is like the boss asking his underlings to deal with someone, deciding on the target and giving them support items, but before anything is even settled, there's no mention of any reward.

The alien god was also stunned, but then he thought of another explanation: the other party could not act recklessly, otherwise the historical adjustment that had just occurred would definitely reappear.

But it's definitely not that she can't do anything, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed. As for the props she mentioned, she searched her memories of previous games, which were memories her body used to possess.

...Found it!

Normally, for this kind of mission, everything is prepared, and the person who accepts the mission only needs to do the corresponding things, such as arriving at a certain location and finding a certain person, and then hand it over to the props to solve the problem.

Yes, that should be the pattern.

"Okay! Here, take this!"

A sphere radiating the light of an infinite starry sky fell, and the alien god answered.

"Take this to Morgan, and it will automatically launch an attack. It also has a detection function, so I will sense when it encounters you. Otherwise, you don't need to worry about it; just leave everything to me."

Just like remote control, the opponent can be eliminated with a simple press of a finger. The alien god has already planned it out, and that's how it will be done.

"At the same time, to prevent your identity from being exposed, I'll arrange an enlarged body for you, with the strength to reach the top level of Heroic Spirit, which will definitely be enough!"

Looking at the 'treasure' in his hand: Hmm?

I wanted to save people, not kill them instantly.

Taking this in would be ridiculous, and these aliens say they have sensory abilities, meaning we can't just throw it away. What should we do?

Forget it, even if we don't look for the other party, it's better to keep them occupied than to have others go in and kill them.

Emiya Shirou had just understood the implication: his friend would influence aliens in the future, so it needed to be dealt with now, or something bad would definitely happen.

Tsk, what kind of unreasonable aliens are these? Because there might be future danger, we need to deal with them now...

"Okay, that's settled then. I'll leave everything to you. I'll get you in right away!"

After the alien finished speaking, it used its power to envelop Shirou Emiya and send him inside. Shirou Emiya disappeared from this space.

As Qianzicun watched the others leave, he scratched his head, thinking it was time for him to go too.

"Wait, Senko Muramasa, you did a great job this time. What kind of reward do you want?"

The alien god is a good god; he will definitely reward his subordinates for doing a good job. This is what the dean's memories told him.

"Benefits? I don't really want any, I'll keep it for now."

Senko Muramasa said, scratching his head, "I don't want anything."

"Okay, think it over and then contact me."

The alien god has left, and Senko Muramasa has left.

In reality, Shirou Emiya, who was lying in bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"A familiar ceiling...it seems I really was dreaming..."

As Shirou Emiya pondered this, he gradually drifted off to sleep again, unaware of the faint glow emanating from the ruby ​​card beside him.

A card floated down, with a line of text on it.

The boy's story continues; the adventure ends in the unknown.

The words are followed by a picture.

On the vast ocean, a red-haired boy swims in the sea, heading in an unknown direction, his eyes fixed solely on the ocean.

In his dream, Shirou Emiya felt as if he had fallen into the ocean, surrounded by water that made it impossible for him to breathe.

No! There's water all around!

"Guluulu~"

Emiya Shirou suddenly awoke and swam upwards just in time as he sank deeper.

I effortlessly surfaced and looked around. It was a vast ocean with nothing in sight. Wait, there seemed to be an island in the distance!

With his excellent eyesight, Shirou Emiya noticed something blurry at the edge of his line of sight in one direction, which looked like an island.

Having no other choice, Shirou Emiya headed there. As he checked his belongings, he suddenly noticed the starry sphere around his neck.

"What should I do? Should I go find her? But it might cause trouble if I do, but if I don't, I won't be able to confirm her identity. I'm so conflicted."

Just as Shirou Emiya stood there, endlessly agonizing, a visible force began to gather around him, with immense magical power converging around him.

[A boy carrying the weight of history, representing grave evil—will you destroy this utterly detestable Britain?]

This is Britain, yet not Britain. It's a place in British history, but not Britain in terms of location. It's a false place. Destroy, eradicate this malignant tumor.

Shirou Emiya, who was enveloped in magic and had no reaction, suddenly understood something, and then he heard another sentence.

"You are a sanctioned member of Britain. Even if you are a world-class sinner in history, you are still a sanctioned member of Britain and the Holy Sword. The Holy Sword will grant you the right to slay the goblins, and Britain will assist you in obtaining intelligence... Sanctioned member, even if you are covered in wounds, we will not forget you..."

The magic began to gather, compress, and transform into a set of pure white armor, covering the entire body.

【Roar~~~~】

The ordeal wasn't over. A strange roar echoed in my ears, and before I could react, I was plunged into endless darkness and felt immense pressure.

A gigantic, terrifyingly large white creature with antlers on its head and a neckless body.

[The world's chosen one... Be my proxy, complete what I haven't finished, rescue my priestess, help the fairy reform... Agree... and you will receive a reward.]

Emiya Shirou didn't know whether he should agree or not, and in fact, he had no choice but to agree, because he couldn't speak at all; he couldn't even open his mouth.

The other party's aura was so strong that I couldn't even lift my arm.

Magic power slowly emerged from the other person's body, gathering into a ball of light that fell into Shirou Emiya's body. The powerful magic power made him feel uncomfortable, and at the moment his consciousness disappeared, he only heard one sentence.

Go back in time and change things...

Volume 1: Chapter 72. Young Morgan! (4k)

Who are you? Why are you here?

On the vast sea, a small wooden boat drifts along, without a rudder or sails, giving the impression that it is going wherever it pleases.

On the ship, the petite blonde girl looked at the armored man who had descended from the sky and hugged tightly an object that was longer than her.

A katana.

Morgan, who accepted the mission from Paradise, has forgotten the existence of 'Emiya Shirou', and only has a desire for Britain and the mission to reform the fairies.

Taking on world missions requires some sacrifices; her obsession with 'Emiya Shirou' runs deep, and the world has made her forget it.

As for the British obsession, it is necessary in the world's judgment, so it is retained.

At the same time, Shirou Emiya's obsession is only meant to be forgotten rather than eliminated; it still exists in essence. However, obsessions cannot appear out of thin air; they must have something to cling to.

Morgan's only remaining purpose is 'Britain', and in this situation, her obsession is even more terrifying than in the original story, though she herself has not yet realized it.

Along with the erasure of memories, some strange changes also occurred, such as returning to a more appropriate age, which is the current state!

[Extremely rare - a young Morgan!]

[Anchor point...Teleportation failed, will try again in a certain time...]

As Shirou Emiya landed, he heard the voice of that terrifying god in his ear; it seemed the teleportation had failed.

Anchor point? Is there something there? Shirou Emiya heard a question as he was thinking.

Who are you? Why are you here?

Looking up, I saw a katana, a very familiar katana, and... a crystal necklace around my neck.

"I am···"

Just as Shirou Emiya was about to say his name, a warning suddenly appeared in his mind—a warning from the British consciousness.

The real names of historical villains should not be spoken, otherwise it will attract attention.

"Just call me the White Knight, the White Knight is fine."

Seeing himself in pure white armor on the sea, Shirou Emiya chose this name.

"The White Knight?"

Morgan repeated himself, scrutinizing Shirou Emiya.

It would have been better if he hadn't looked; once he did, things got really interesting. Morgan felt happier and happier, for no apparent reason.

Morgan suspected he had been under a spell, but after several checks he couldn't find the problem and was convinced he was just having a fit.

"So, why did you fall from the sky and land on my ship? Shouldn't you get off?"

Emiya Shirou looked around, and all he could see was the ocean; there wasn't a single piece of land in sight.

“…Beautiful lady, there’s nowhere to stay around here, and I’m wearing armor, so it’s really inconvenient for me to leave.”

"Okay, then wait a bit, but you stay there and don't move, otherwise I might do something!"

Hearing the word "beautiful," little Morgan was somewhat pleased and didn't let the other person leave, just temporarily.

Relieved to receive a reply that he would stay, the defender Miyajiro began to carefully observe the 'friend' in front of him through his helmet.

To be honest, he had no idea what the friend in his dream was called, what she looked like, or even her gender. He tried to ask several times but was always fobbed off. Now, however, he could finally take a closer look.

"She has a very beautiful appearance and looks a lot like Leah. Speaking of which, the name Morgan seems to be Leah's older sister. I remember meeting her before, although it was Melly who brought her... It really is her."

With all identities confirmed, it was indeed his sister, Princess Liya, from his previous dream, and his best friend and business partner. She was a little younger than him in terms of both appearance and age, but that didn't stop him from recognizing her.

Thinking of this, Shirou Emiya felt guilty. The other party had helped so much, but he hadn't given anything in return. This was really bad.

Guilt urged Emiya Shirou to speak first, and after thinking for a moment, he casually asked.

"So, what are you planning to do?"

"..."

Morgan didn't answer, nor did he even look over; he just stood there, holding his katana and staff, lost in thought.

"...Beautiful lady?"

Morgan looked over, his eyes conveying a message that he wanted to get to the point.

"...Beautiful lady, where are you headed next? How long have you been adrift at sea all by yourself? How have you been managing your meals?"

"I've only just arrived in Britain. As for food? I'm a fairy; I don't need to eat."

As a fairy in Paradise, Morgan's current identity is that of a fairy, so it's normal that he doesn't need to eat, right?

Morgan thought it was fine, but Shirou Emiya thought it was cool but had a big problem.

"How can a person not eat? You have to eat when you need to. Let me make you a grilled fish!"

"Grilled fish?" Morgan looked around.

The sea has no land or platform, and the ship has no props, no firewood or seasonings.

"...If you dismantle the ship, I'll dismantle you too."

Morgan warned.

Emiya Shirou also noticed the problem, scratched his head and sat down again. Well, he couldn't show off his skills even if he wanted to.

"Then let's wait until we get ashore, and I'll show you what I've got."

"No need, I'm a fairy, I don't need to eat."

"Well, don't be so decisive. Maybe you'll want to eat it as soon as you get there, right?"