Type-Moon, I will rewrite Lostbelts!

"And let me tell you, it's not just you, everyone else has been robbed. The White Knight leader has already gone to look for them, and I suggest you just wait for news."

The fairy factory manager in charge of making bricks unleashed a barrage of words that completely demoralized the opposing team.

"Haha, what's all this about? You should have just said that Chief Yu took it. Seriously, you've been keeping quiet all this time, waiting for me to process it, haven't you?"

The fairy foreman waved his hand and said, "Kids, take it back and use it first!"

Chief Yu dared not say anything, so he could only admit defeat to the factory manager fairy, urge her a few words, and then leave with his men.

"Hmph, you dare yell at me, huh? I'll hold you back for a while, but looks like that won't work. The White Knight boss won't allow it. You're lucky~"

"By the way, I need to talk to the White Knight leader about this. He spoke carelessly and had a bad attitude. I'll have him send me a copy of a book as punishment."

The factory manager, a fairy, scratched his head and gave up on the fun of trapping people. He fiddled with his hands for a while and released a paper crane into the air. The palm-sized magic paper crane flew into the air, flapping its small wings as it moved forward.

The origami crane traversed neatly planned roads and stone houses, streets where fairies and humans sold goods, warehouses, tall city gates, fertile fields, irrigation canals, and forests, finally landing in the hands of a knight clad in pristine white armor.

"You throw a tantrum without any communication, and then ask me to assign you homework?"

Emiya Shirou, who had obtained information from the magic origami cranes, scratched his head. "Why would they ask me to do something like this? Oh well, I've already asked them. I'll just write it down and make some arrangements."

"So why are you rushing to turn around? There's still some time before construction starts."

Emiya Shirou looked at the dejected Rain Clan Chief kneeling on the ground in front of him, and tried to pinch his brow but couldn't, which made him feel even worse.

"Hehe, I just had nothing to do," the Rain Clan Chief honestly replied.

"If you have nothing to do, go study, go read books. I've written quite a few books over the years, there are so many areas that you can learn a lot from them."

Emiya Shirou, who hadn't slept for ten years, was terrifying. Ten years! He had written down a great deal of knowledge from his mind, things that would take a fairy at least a hundred years to read.

To truly understand one of the professions would take at least a thousand years, enough time for a fairy to whirl around.

You ask why it's based on a thousand years? It's because of a sentence taught at school, a sentence that has completely penetrated the minds and hearts of fairies over the past ten years.

There is no end to a career; you just haven't reached a certain level yet.

That's right, brainwashing, a ten-year-long process of brainwashing to change perceptions, is one of the methods Emiya Shirou uses to deal with these fairies.

Now it seems that the effect is very good.

A fairy who is ambitious, interested, and motivated to pursue her goals, yet also has someone to keep her in check, is surprisingly not bad.

"But I just can't wait!"

The Rain Clan Chief tried to look cute by resting his chin on his hands, but Shirou Emiya clearly noticed that the other party was hiding something.

"No, you're not up to something again, are you?"

Chief Rain: (His body stiffens, his expression freezes)

"Hiss, what are you up to now? Hopefully not something weird. You've killed yourself three times in the last ten years! Three times!"

Emiya Shirou is really annoyed that the other party hasn't broken down, and the reason is quite simple.

Fairies are naturally inclined to seek pleasure, and the Rain Clan Chief in front of us happened to see the gunpowder formula, which then led to the development of explosives.

Under normal circumstances, there is no need to worry, because explosives are not as effective as magic. A small explosive charge will not kill people, while a large explosive charge means a large area, and you can easily prevent the detonation by changing the environment.

At first, Shirou Emiya thought it was pretty good. He became interested and started researching fireworks, which turned out to be useful in his spare time.

But the other party kept acting recklessly, always wanting to see what a high-yield explosion would look like, wanting to see from space whether the fireworks explosion was round or flat.

In this situation, Chief Rain killed himself three times! Three times! And each time he was resurrected, he still enjoyed doing it.

"Hehe, I guarantee it's perfectly safe this time. I've set it up with stone bricks, making it very secure!"

Chief Yu knew he couldn't keep his secret any longer, so he raised his hand to indicate that he was fully prepared.

"Wow, you actually prepared this? How much gunpowder did you bring this time?"

"Ahem, but that's about it." Chief Yu held up five fingers.

Five tons?

The other party has already experimented with small quantities like five kilograms and five hundred kilograms, so we can just guess at larger quantities.

Chief Yu's gaze fell upon Shirou Emiya, who sensed that something was amiss.

"Could it be?"

“Fifty tons…” Chief Yu nodded silently, uttering a shocking number.

"···"

Emiya Shirou felt no emotion upon hearing the number, nor did he speak; he simply raised his hand and frantically pounded his head.

"Thump th ...

[A Secret Technique for Dealing with Fairies: The Art of Endless Head-Tapping!]

"Ouch! Ouch! Wait! I know I was wrong!!! Stop hitting me! I give up!"

Chief Rain fled in terror, begging for mercy. This hellish ordeal lasted for three minutes. It must be said that Shirou Emiya's skills were excellent; after three minutes of hammering on the armor, it only caused pain without causing any bumps. You could say his skills were top-notch.

"Where is it buried?"

"Ten kilometers in that direction, you can see houses made of stone bricks; they're all inside."

"Boom!"

"Woo!"

Still not satisfied, Emiya Shirou tapped the door again, warning, "Let's go together. If we're out of position, we'll be in another three minutes!"

The Rain Clan Chief nodded frantically through his tears: "I promise I won't do such a stupid thing again. I knew the consequences of doing something like this last time; I died a terrible death that time."

"Good to know. Hurry up and go. The sooner you get it over with, the sooner you can go back."

Led by the other party, they quickly found the explosives, with even a fairy watching nearby. Shirou Emiya was unsure whether to laugh or be angry.

You're saying this stuff, if something goes wrong, would you even bother adding anything to it?

If you say it's useless, at least someone will be watching over it.

"Could you guys please stop grilling things here? Are you bored?"

"And another thing, could you please not have the fairies watch over this place next time? They're more likely to blow it up than to keep a proper watch."

Chief Yu nodded repeatedly, "You're the boss, whatever you say goes."

But did the boss mean something else by saying that? Does that mean we can just have humans watch over things next time?

But humans are a very precious resource, and it wouldn't be good to waste them. Forget it, I'll stop doing this for now; the boss is definitely eyeing me.

Chief Rain was right; Shirou Emiya had already decided to keep a close eye on things and ensure he wouldn't give them any opportunity to take advantage.

After spending half a day finally resolving the matter, he warned the warehouse manager to be careful again, and then warned the clan chief, Yu Houwei Gong Shilang, to leave.

After finishing all that work, it was already noon. Shirou Emiya headed home, since there was a little one there who needed to be fed.

The residence has changed dramatically compared to ten years ago. It used to be an old-fashioned medieval house, but now it's a modern villa, and a castle-like one at that.

His houses were located within a ten-kilometer radius, and Morgan had completely transformed them into a magic workshop, making it entirely his own territory.

After passing through the outermost verification gate, I ran for a few minutes to reach the main gate, verified it again, and went straight to the kitchen.

Then... a teenage girl stared at her intently from the kitchen, her cheeks puffing out as she saw him arrive.

"It's been half an hour since the designated lunch break! At your normal cooking speed, you'll be at least an hour late for lunch! You'd better hurry up and give me a reasonable explanation!"

"Chief Yu took fifty tons of flames to play with explosions, and it took some time to clean up."

Emiya Shirou ended the battle with a single sentence, leaving the girl Morgan silent. She then approached and patted her on the shoulder.

"You've worked hard. Would you like to help with the cooking?"

"No need, just wait to eat. You can eat some fruit to tide you over. It's not good to suddenly eat when you're hungry."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Morgan, the young girl, lay down on the dining table, eating fruit while watching the White Knight put on his apron and begin cooking.

The elegant slicing technique, the lightning-fast blade that leaves afterimages, uses all the power perfectly; each strike sends the sliced ​​vegetables flying and landing on the plate beside them.

The process of preparing the seasonings was also quite impressive. The amount of each seasoning was perfectly controlled, flames soared into the air, and the high temperature made the pot and vegetables sizzle. The cooking officially began.

The white armor turned red under the flames, and every time Morgan watched it, she had a question: Wasn't the person inside hot?

She felt extremely hot when she tried it herself, but the other person seemed completely unaffected, always looking relaxed after cooking. And the armor seemed off.

Several times after finishing cooking, she secretly touched the armor, and what she touched wasn't fiery hot, but a perfectly comfortable temperature, the ideal temperature for human life.

"Strange armor, strange people, strange way of getting along... everything is so strange..."

Young Morgan whispered that this was the first time she had experienced this. From not understanding and disliking it to now getting used to it, she had accepted this kind of life.

Lost in thought, Shirou finished cooking. During the meal, the girl Morgan suddenly asked an explosive question.

"White Knight, what exactly do you want? Why are you being so accommodating to me? Are you after my body? How old are you planning to be when you make your move?"

"..."

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you too embarrassed to speak? Or are you thinking?"

"..."

(Emiya Shirou remained silent, but simply came behind the girl Morgan, gathered his hands together and raised them, then suddenly flicked his middle finger back into its standard position.)

“Boom boom boom boom boom boom!”

You were so busy knocking on that unlucky demon that you didn't knock on you, huh?

"It hurts!"

Even the young Morgan couldn't withstand such a powerful technique; its immense force forced her to hide under the table.

"Just eat your food properly. If you ask me that kind of question again, hmph, I'll do it every time you ask!"

Morgan, the young girl, covered her head, tears welling in her eyes, and nodded obediently.

"Damn it, did I say something wrong? But the rest doesn't make sense either. You can't possibly have a health problem, can you?"

The young Morgan was puzzled, and if she was puzzled, she had to explain.

"Wow, you're really talking too much."

Emiya Shirou raised his hand in a gesture, "Two choices: be quiet or do it again. Choose one."

After thinking for a second, young Morgan chose the best option: "Let's eat."

Emiya Shirou nodded in satisfaction. "That's more like it."

Is she going through puberty? Is that why her thoughts are so unconventional? Should I get her some books about puberty?

This is an important stage in life, so we can't be careless, or we'll end up as some weird hoodlums.

"I'll send you some new books these days. Take a look at them. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me, and I'll answer them."

Morgan the young girl: "Any question is fine?"

Emiya Shirou: "Yes, any question is fine. Even if I can't answer it, I can still offer my opinion and suggestions."

"Then why are you so good to me?"

"···"

Without hesitation, young Morgan asked the question that had been troubling her for a long time.

"...Because I wanted to, so I did it, it's that simple."

"...A strange fairy..."

Morgan's expression didn't change; she just muttered a sarcastic remark and continued eating, but her doubts visibly increased.

As a fairy from the paradise, she hadn't forgotten all her past memories, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to easily create this magic workshop.

Her past education and memories taught her that there is no such thing as a free lunch, nor is there any reason to give away something for nothing.

Everything has a reason, everything has a source.

So, what is the origin of this White Knight's actions? Why did he suddenly land on the ship, and why can't he be driven away?

Morgan had many questions, and she hated the feeling of having many questions; it made her uncomfortable.

However... this seems to be a good thing. Let's leave it at that for now. I think this question will be answered sooner or later.

After finishing their meal, the two washed the dishes together as usual. After finishing, Shirou Emiya went out again; he had a lot to do.