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

Holding the Crest Bug in his hand, Shinji bid it farewell with a blank expression.

Sensing Shinji's killing intent, the Crest Worms struggled violently, and Zouken Matou's voice came from within them:

"No, my true form is the Magic Crest. Without me, you will never be able to obtain the complete legacy of Machiri."

In addition to the basics that Shinji has already encountered, Machiri's legacy includes even more advanced methods for creating familiars.

What's even more precious are the records of our ancestors' explorations along this path.

These collections of incorrect answers are the most important foundation of a family's knowledge and skills.

Among them are Machiavelli Zolgen's greatest masterpieces—the Command Seals system and the Servant system.

"I have surpassed you!"

Shinji remained unmoved by Zouken Matou's temptation, instead directing his gaze towards Goredia.

Graceia returned Shinji's greeting with a graceful lift of her skirt.

Then, ignoring Zouken Matou's frantic curses, Shinji slowly tightened his grip.

With a muffled 'plop', the Mark Bug turned into a lump of mud.

"Besides, I prefer to take it myself!"

Dark demonic mist swirled around Shinji's palm, and amidst the gusts of eerie wind, the Soul-Binding Technique was activated!

Chapter 51: Church

As Zouken Matou's twisted soul was completely sealed into Shinji's lantern.

This ancient monster, who had lived for over 500 years, finally met its true end.

"Is there anything else that needs to be done next?"

Seeing that Shinji had carefully put away the lantern, Iskandar, who had been standing quietly to the side, asked in a deep voice.

The enchanted barrier has been in place for quite some time, and the magical energy required to maintain this isolated space is rapidly increasing.

Not to mention that he was constantly summoning Servants to fight inside the barrier.

The magic furnace core in the [Snail Annihilation City Textbook] is now almost at its output limit.

"Please help me completely destroy this mansion,"

After quickly weighing the current situation, Shinji made his request without hesitation.

"We must ensure that not a single tile is left, and not a trace is left."

Although the historic Matou mansion was already Shinji's possession after Zouken Matou's death.

However, a hidden worry always lingered deep in Shinji's heart.

He couldn't completely rule out the possibility that the cunning monster had buried some unknown deadly trap or resurrection opportunity in his lair, which he had run for nearly three hundred years.

In order to eliminate all possible risks and nip any potential threats in the bud.

Shinji felt it was better to be safe and simply erase the old nest that carried countless dark histories, along with any secrets it might have hidden, from the physical realm.

Only in this way can one truly feel at ease.

"Destroy?"

Hearing Shinji's words, Matou Tsuruno, who had been huddled in the corner, instinctively gasped.

But after all eyes turned to him, they quietly withdrew.

"no problem."

Iskandar agreed, and then dismissed his followers without hesitation.

Anyway, Matou Kariya and Matou Sakura's injuries only looked serious, but they were actually just simple external injuries.

The priests under Iskandar's command are all masters of healing magic.

Minor external injuries are nothing to worry about with a sufficient supply of magic power.

However, healing magic is not a panacea, and both Matou Kariya and Matou Sakura will need a long period of rest and recuperation afterward.

Kariya Matou's situation is special; his life has been almost completely drained by the Crest Worms, and even if he is saved, he will only have a few years left to live.

Iskandar only summoned Kamui Wheel after Shinji, Waver, and the Matou family were left on the scene.

This is the only one on site with the capability to launch a wide-area attack.

Iskandar was, after all, an emperor, and it was somewhat shameful for him to personally drive a war chariot to do demolition work.

Dismissing followers was both for the sake of secrecy and to save face for himself.

But having already agreed, he no longer hesitated, flipped over and leaped onto the driving platform of the Divine Wheel, and reached out his hand to Webber.

"Come on up, boy. Let me show you the true power of my chariot."

Weber hesitated for a moment, but still grabbed that rough, large hand and was pulled up.

He had barely settled into the passenger seat when he heard the thunderous roar of an engine building up between the wheels.

Purple lightning, as if alive, coiled around the hooves of the two divine bulls.

"Hurry up!"

Iskandar gave a loud shout, and the reins tightened sharply.

The divine wheels did not lift into the air, but instead accelerated while remaining close to the ground, instantly cracking and scorching the stone pavement trodden by the ox's hooves.

Shinji carried Sakura to a distant sand dune, while Matou Tsuruno followed closely behind Shinji with his younger brother.

That was not a simple impact, but a annihilating strike that compressed the overwhelming power of the "King's Army" that could tear apart the enemy formation into a single point.

A purple lightning bolt, like divine punishment, pierced through the very center of the Matou residence, spreading outwards in all directions in a spiderweb-like pattern of destruction from the main house. The barrier still functioning within the main structure of the Matou residence collapsed, releasing various colored energy reactions.

A massive explosion followed, instantly carbonizing and disintegrating the wooden structure. The stone foundation was melted into a crimson slurry by the high temperature, and even the insect silos buried three underground were completely evaporated in the chain reaction.

Driven by the shockwave of the explosion, the surrounding yellow sand spread in all directions like a sandstorm.

When the smoke and dust cleared, only a smooth-edged lava pit remained on the land where the Matou residence had once stood.

It was at least five or six meters deep, and wisps of white smoke were still rising from the bottom. The pit walls had a vitrified texture.

"Now there's not even a foundation left."

Iskandar sheathed his short sword, the bull's hooves sizzling on the scorching sand.

"Shinji, is this alright?"

Shinji didn't answer immediately; Sakura's hand was still gripping his clothes, her knuckles turning white from the force.

He could feel her trembling—not from fear, but from the exhaustion of something that had been building up for too long finally finding an outlet.

"Brother..." Sakura's voice was soft, as if afraid of disturbing something, "Is it over?"

"Ah, it's over."

Shinji finally spoke, his voice calm.

“That house, those bugs, those—” He paused, “it’s all over.”

Matou Tsuruno plopped down on the sand, not caring at all that his suit trousers were covered in sand.

He stared at the pit for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter, which grew louder and louder.

Finally, it turned into a kind of breathy sound, almost like a sob.

Yan Ye sat beside him, her withered fingers clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.

"Let's go back, Your Majesty!"

After confirming that nothing had been missed, Shinji spoke to Iskandar.

Upon hearing Shinji's address to him, Iskandar's eyes lit up, and a hearty smile spread across his thick beard.

He strode forward and slammed his fan-like hand heavily onto Shinji's shoulder, the force so great that the boy staggered half a step.

"Oh? So you're finally willing to acknowledge my identity, boy!"

Shinji rubbed his numb shoulders, but a rare smile appeared on his lips.

This title truly came from the heart. After all that had happened, when facing this king who commanded the army, the title "Your Majesty" was no longer just a joke or a perfunctory address.

Without Iskandar's help, it's unclear how long it will take Shinji to kill Zouken Matou.

That is, the suffering that the dirty inkstone brought to everyone in the Matou family.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Iskandar was like a second life to Matou Ien.

What's wrong with calling him "Your Majesty"?

The boundless sandstorm gradually dissipated, and the inherent barrier was dispelled.

With a flash of white light, the group returned to the original site of the Matou family home, only to find that the original Matou residence had been reduced to ruins.

The group's mood also underwent a dramatic change.

As soon as she regained her footing, Graceia stood protectively in front of Shinji.

"Shinji."

Weber also realized what was happening and quickly checked the detection barrier he had set up nearby before entering the Matou residence.

"Someone's coming. Two magical forces are reacting, coming from the east—it must be people from the church."

Shinji squinted.

As expected, such a surge of magical power could not be hidden from the overseers of the Holy Grail War.

He quickly weighed the situation: would it be the Kotomine father and son, or Tokiomi Tohsaka and one of them?

But regardless of which one, the current situation requires a reasonable explanation.

Chapter 52: berserker

"What to do? What to do?"

Weber was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, holding his head in his hands.

Although the Matou family's barrier concealed their actions, the activation of their Reality Marble went unnoticed.

But such a large house turned into ruins, especially during the day, was visible even to a fool.

The Matou residence is not located in the middle of nowhere; on the contrary, it is in a rather upscale residential area.

Local dignitaries also reside in the vicinity.

Making such a commotion in this place could have even greater consequences than an explosion at the dock.

The pressure of handling the aftermath is considerable.

If I get caught by the church, will they make me pay for the damages?

Or perhaps we should label him with something that exposes his mystery?

"Your Majesty, please allow me to use the [Luoyan City Text]."

In this critical moment, Shinji spoke to Iskandar.

What do you want to do?

Without hesitation, Iskandar handed the book in human skin to Shinji in response to Shinji's request.

The familiar whispers rang in his ears again, causing Shinji to frown.

Without answering Iskandar's question, Shinji summoned a large number of sea monster tentacles.

A massive number of sea monster tentacles clashed and killed each other on the ruins of the Matou residence.

Disgusting slime and blood splattered everywhere.

During the fight, the tracks left by the crushed tanks in the ruins were also cleared.

Weber stood aside, his face pale as he watched the scene unfold.

The scene of the sea monster tentacles fighting was even more disgusting than he had imagined.

Those twisted limbs intertwined and tore at each other, making a teeth-grinding sound.

But he quickly understood Shinji's intention—these monsters were "cleaning up the scene" in their own way.

After ensuring that all traces left by Iskandar were destroyed, Shinji released the summon.