Type-Moon: Shinji Matou Also Wants to Be the Protagonist

At the beginning, Webber didn't teach Shinji any magic tricks; he mostly taught him theoretical knowledge.

Magic isn't about building muscle; in a sense, it's like science—a way of understanding the world.

Various theories of magic are tools for understanding the world.

Regardless of what direction Shinji wants to research in the future.

Having a clear understanding of the entire magic system will make the road ahead easier.

However, due to the lack of physical textbooks, Weber could only give Shinji a general overview based on his memory first. More detailed instruction would have to wait a few more days, as he had already asked a friend to send him his textbooks.

Weber then explained in detail the activation of magic circuits, the techniques for controlling the flow of magic, and how to reduce unnecessary losses when casting spells.

Shinji learned very quickly, even though he himself did not have magic circuits.

However, thanks to the shared physical senses with Goredia, Shinji is also able to put it into practice.

He could usually grasp the essence of a technique after Weber demonstrated it once, after trying it two or three times.

Shinji concealed the flaws in his magic circuits very well, and Waver didn't notice them either.

Shinji is not ready to reveal this to Weber for the time being.

This topic is like pulling up a radish and bringing up the mud; it's easy for it to veer off to the fact that Shinji can increase magic circuits.

He didn't intend to, at least not until he became El-Melloi II; he didn't want to interrupt Weber's development.

If Waver focuses all his energy on transplanting magic circuits and researching magic for this reason, resulting in the death of the future El-Melloi II, then Shinji is doomed.

Lord Kenneth's tragic fate was precisely because if he hadn't died, Weber wouldn't have been able to become El-Melloi II, leading to a significant shift in the future. A cautionary tale indeed.

Shinji's rapid progress made Weber both gratified and somewhat frustrated—it had taken him an entire semester to reach this level back in the Clock Tower.

"Your talent is truly amazing."

Weber couldn't help but sigh.

"If he had received formal education from a young age, he would probably be a magician of at least the highest rank by now."

"It's not too late now."

Shinji put away the magical light that was dancing on his fingertips; it was a basic enhancement technique he had just learned.

"Moreover, unconventional methods have their advantages; at least my thinking hasn't been constrained by rigid rules."

Weber opened his mouth, wanting to argue that the rules of the Clock Tower were not entirely unreasonable.

But thinking of the Imperial Arms technology that Shinji had developed, he silently swallowed his words.

Perhaps it is this mindset of thinking outside the box that allows this kid to do things that even monarch-level magicians cannot.

Although Waver was unaware that the Teigu technology was not created by Shinji.

However, Shinji's improvements to the Imperial Arms technology alone should be enough to earn him the title of genius.

"Hey kid, I'm having a party here, wanna come?"

Just as the master and apprentice were enjoying their time together, Iskandar returned from his trip.

Before they even entered the room, his loud voice had already reached their ears.

"A party? With whom?"

Weber was puzzled; he had never heard of Iskandar having friends in the modern world who could host parties.

Iskandar pushed open the door and unceremoniously sat down on Weber's bed, the poor little wooden bed creaking under his weight, but this did not stop Iskandar from enthusiastically telling the two of their stories.

"I just saw Saber and that android girl while I was flying in the sky. I'm going to go and talk to her. If we can decide the winner without fighting, it will save a lot of energy."

Shinji raised an eyebrow and put the lesson plan aside.

He was fairly familiar with the activities of Saber and Irisviel in Fuyuki City.

Despite Saber's group having already moved to a different location, they still couldn't escape Iskandar's notice.

This Holy Grail War is definitely going to have to be played, right?

"Your Majesty, you wouldn't be thinking of using words to persuade Saber to withdraw from the Holy Grail War, would you?"

"Verbal attacks? What kind of weapon is that?"

Iskandar scratched his head, then waved his hand.

"However, the meaning is similar! I simply wish to exchange views on the Holy Grail with that Knight King, to see if there's any possibility of reaching a consensus."

Chapter 32: Kenneth

"Wait, Rider! What if you go looking for other Servants without permission and they attack you? Saber's Master is..."

Webber's face turned deathly pale instantly, even though he had learned to face it after Iskandar's guidance.

But the fear brought about by the battle between Kenneth and Kiritsugu Emiya was real and undeniable.

The psychological trauma inflicted on Weber by the two men cannot be erased in a short time.

"Saber's Master is hiding in the shadows, right? I know."

Iskandar grinned nonchalantly.

"That's why I called this kid along. With his maid around, even if the negotiations fall through, he can get away unscathed."

Shinji pondered for a moment, and then the Holy Grail Questions were answered—this three-way meeting in the original work was indeed a famous scene.

The three kings presented their respective philosophies of kingship, and the clash of their wills was no safer than a real battle.

In my memory, this "story" greatly enriched the characterization of several kings.

But Shinji wasn't sure if the world he had disturbed would continue as "the story" would unfold.

"You all go ahead, it's not appropriate for me to show myself too early."

But Shinji ultimately refused, saying that satisfying his curiosity was not as important as his life.

Moreover, there must be informants from all sides present at the Holy Grail Questioning.

Shinji is currently still abroad, so it's not advisable for him to show his face until Zouken Matou is dealt with.

"However, His Majesty is right. Gloria can indeed accompany you on this trip; we can entrust Professor Webber's safety to her."

Gretia, who had been standing quietly in the corner, nodded slightly, her crimson eyes turning towards Iskandar.

"She can share my senses through a familiar contract, allowing me to monitor the situation from a distance. In case a fight breaks out, I can provide remote support."

Iskandar stared at Gretia for a few seconds, then finally let out a heavy sigh.

"Alright, alright, I'm not an unreasonable person. Then I'll just have to take this gloomy little brat with me."

"Who's the gloomy little devil!"

Weber instinctively retorted, then realized he had been led astray and quickly grabbed Iskandar's cloak.

"Wait, Rider! I didn't say I was going!"

"If you don't go, who will provide me with magic?"

Iskandar picked Weber up and shook him like a chick.

"Rest assured, with my reputation intact, that Knight King won't act rashly."

Weber struggled futilely in mid-air, desperately reaching for Iskandar's arm with both hands.

But the other person firmly held her under their armpits, carrying her like a piece of luggage towards the door.

"Put me down! This is kidnapping! This is coercion!"

Weber's voice was broken and intermittent due to the bumps.

"Besides, you clearly don't need me to provide magic to maintain your physical form right now—"

"That's a strategic reserve, do you understand?"

Iskandar strode forward without looking back, his cloak fluttering behind him.

"I don't want to falter at a crucial moment because of insufficient magic power. Besides,"

He glanced down at his Master, who was still struggling in his arms, and grinned.

"To let you witness firsthand the confrontation between this king and the King of Knights is a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity."

Goredia followed silently behind, her high heels making almost no sound on the marble floor.

Thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the wheels of the divine chariot appeared at the door of a house, with white steam billowing from the snouts of the two divine oxen pulling the chariot.

Fortunately, thanks to the suggestive barrier set up by Weber, the surrounding residents were not disturbed.

The chariot roared into the sky, and Weber clung tightly to the edge of the carriage, his face paler than the moonlight.

The aftereffects of the car chase the day before yesterday flared up again; just standing on the car caused Webber's stomach to spasm.

Goredia stood steadily at the rear of the chariot, her long silver hair dancing wildly in the wind, her body seemingly one with the chariot.

Watching the Kamui Wheels disappear into the distance like a shooting star, Shinji pulled up the hood of his hoodie and headed in another direction.

He's actually quite busy, and there are some things he'd better do without telling Professor Weber.

Shinji wasn't completely immersed in studying all day; he had to take breaks to refresh his mind.

During his rest, Shinji would control his familiars to look down from the sky.

On the one hand, the view from above helps to relax the nerves, and on the other hand, it also allows you to gather intelligence.

For example, where is Lord Kenneth's third base?

Kenneth, whom Diarmuid rescued, was on the verge of death, but his physical injuries were minor.

With the wealth and power of the El-Melloi family, what kind of precious potion couldn't they buy?

The problem is that his magic circuits were shattered by the power of the Origin Bullet and then randomly reconnected, creating a complete mess.

His Excellency Kenneth's prized magic circuit is now completely destroyed.

To make matters worse, Kenneth's fiancée betrayed him without hesitation when he was in a slump.

After taking Lancer's Command Seals, they threw him into a secluded corner.

That was an unfinished building left over from the rapid development of Xindu.

Kenneth was abandoned in the underground parking lot of an unfinished building. It seems that Kiritsugu Emiya's actions had a great impact on Ms. Sora, so much so that she even chose an underground location to abandon him.

Stepping into the underground parking lot, one feels the dampness and darkness of the surroundings, with the air filled with a mixture of cement and musty smells.

Shinji did not approach rashly, but instead had his familiar clear a path first, carefully checking whether there were any protective barriers around him.

No result!

Shinji frowned. They weren't even willing to put on such a show?

Solau's attitude made Shinji feel physically uncomfortable.

Ahead, the only light source in the pitch-black underground parking garage came into view: a hospital bed placed under the light.

Kenneth lay quietly on the hospital bed, with only the sounds of the medical equipment around him echoing.

"Sir Kenneth."

Shinji greeted him, but Kenneth was actually awake and Shinji had noticed him before he got close.

He had already noticed Shinji's arrival, as footsteps were quite noticeable in the empty underground space.

"who are you?"

Kenneth's voice was weak and hoarse.

But he was trying his best to maintain that proud tone, to preserve his already shattered monarchical dignity.

“The Master of Caster”.

Shinji thought for a moment and chose an identity that Kenneth would definitely recognize as his self-introduction.

Upon hearing Shinji's words, Kenneth's breathing became heavy, and the blood pressure monitor next to him immediately sounded an alarm.

Unfortunately, the alarm couldn't summon a doctor for him.

Fortunately, Kenneth's self-regulation ability has improved significantly, and he quickly brought his blood pressure down.

"You're too late. As you can see, I'm no longer Lancer's Master."

Shinji walked to the bedside, exposing himself to Kenneth's gaze, and said: