Type-Moon, I Sakura Matou Rewrite Destiny

Based on the information from Sakura Matou and Orochimaru's jointly created surveillance network in Fuyuki City, Shirou Chiko had two Command Spells remaining, with one used when he fought Gilgamesh by Zouken Matou.

"Could it be..."

Without bothering to wipe the foul-smelling slime from her hands and the Book of False Vassals, Sakura Matou flipped it open. After careful examination, she indeed found that the 'magical script' written in the Book of False Vassals was not as recorded in the data.

This was clearly an improved version of the Book of False Vassals.

"...He was holding something back... but it's not surprising. With Zouken Matou's cunning, how could he possibly write down his true trump card and leave it in the Matou family study...

But, is this special Book of False Vassals connected to that special Command Spell which was clearly stronger than a normal Command Spell?"

The moment she thought of the special Command Spell Zouken Matou had used earlier, where the shadow of a Great Command Spell could already be seen, Sakura Matou unconsciously licked her lips.

Although Sakura Matou knew that the Great Command Spell was a life-draining item, its power and function were so appealing.

If she had the chance to obtain a Great Command Spell, Sakura Matou would definitely not let it go... After all, even if it drained lives, she could use others' lives to fuel it...

Orochimaru, who can create artificial 'immortals' in the later stages... what do you say!

Slap.

Seeing Sakura Matou stick out her tongue and make a similar expression to Orochimaru, Kurumi slapped her on the behind.

"Sakura, don't imitate Orochimaru! And hurry up and clean yourself..."

Activating "Clear Spring," Sakura Matou washed off the slime from her hands and the Book of False Vassals. After cleaning herself up, she sheepishly stuck out her tongue at the disgusted Kurumi and then threw herself into Kurumi's embrace.

"Mmm... I was wrong."

Just as the battle around Einsbern Castle was basically over and entering the final cleanup phase.

On a mountain road on the outskirts of Fuyuki City.

Artoria and Mordred, the 'father and son' duo, were engaged in a fierce road chase.

It was unclear where Artoria had gotten a black heavy motorcycle from.

Riding the motorcycle with one hand and holding Shirou Chiko with the other, Artoria was speeding down the road, pursued closely by Mordred, who was 'surfing' on Prydwen.

With the enhancement of magic, the black heavy motorcycle had long surpassed its limits.

At this point, even an AE86 from Akina would only be able to watch the motorcycle's taillights with a sigh of regret.

However, Prydwen was not to be underestimated.

Coupled with Mordred's Class granting her top-tier riding skills, even though Prydwen was severely damaged, Mordred was still tightly clinging to Artoria's taillights with her top-notch 'surfing technique' that allowed her to ride anywhere.

"Arthur, don't run, stop..."

With a cool and incredible lean into a turn, Artoria, without slowing down at all, completed a maneuver that would be impossible for humans and navigated the sharp bend. She gritted her teeth.

Although Artoria could use magic to temporarily boost the motorcycle and prevent Mordred from catching up.

But let's not forget, Kiritsugu Emiya was dead, and she, Artoria, had lost her Master.

Losing her Master meant losing her source of magic.

After 'racing' with Mordred for so long... Artoria's magic was almost depleted.

She had wanted to save the boy from this suffering, she didn't want this boy to be involved in the Holy Grail War...

But faced with the current situation, Artoria had no choice.

"Shirou..."

A flicker of excitement flashed through his mind. Although Shirou Chiko didn't know why he felt this way when Artoria called his name, he felt this emotion nonetheless.

"Saber sister... are we stopping the operation? But Saber sister, you look terrible right now... Should I use a Command Spell to call Berserker to help you?"

Shirou Chiko, who had fallen into a coma after that battle and only woke up when the castle collapsed not long ago, didn't understand what had happened or the situation he was currently facing...

However, there was one thing Shirou Chiko understood clearly: Artoria was an ally his 'Grandfather' had asked to protect him. Since his 'Grandfather' was not around, he should just listen to Artoria.

"No... Shirou, we can't stop. I don't have enough magic to fight in my current state."

"Ah~!"

With a startled cry, he then looked back at Mordred, who was closely following behind with murderous intent.

At this moment, the young Shirou Chiko couldn't help but feel a trace of fear.

"Then Saber sister, what do we do?"

She pursed her lips, a hint of apology in her eyes.

With the hope that everything would go smoothly and that Shirou Chiko would be sent to the church to break the contract tonight or tomorrow morning, Artoria spoke.

"Shirou... I need you to form a contract with me and become my Master!"

50. Shirou on the brink of death, Leonidas's desperate fight...

Pain, intense pain.

A large chunk of his soul was directly erased by Sakura Matou's Avada Kedavra, causing Zouken Matou to ache so much he could barely breathe. He had even become unable to perceive what was happening in the outside world...

After Sakura Matou annihilated his clone, Zouken Matou, who was attached to Shirou Chiko's heart, fell into a state of complete paralysis.

If it weren't for Zouken Matou, he would have already secured himself firmly onto Shirou Chiko's heart with his own abdominal tentacles.

He feared that he, Zouken Matou, and Shirou Chiko would both perish.

However, even so, under the intense pain, Zouken Matou's plump, maggot-like body was involuntarily writhing and trembling.

As Zouken Matou's unconscious actions continued, the abdominal tentacles embedded in Shirou Chiko's heart seemed to turn into sharp little knives, inflicting considerable damage and burden upon Shirou Chiko's young heart.

However, due to Shirou Chiko being taken on a high-speed flight by Artoria outside.

Under the effect of the speed, Shirou Chiko, whose heart was in constant turmoil like riding a roller coaster, failed to notice the problem with his heart.

Although it wasn't a dual death, if this continued, as the wounds on his heart gradually expanded, Shirou Chiko would eventually die from massive internal bleeding...

And with Shirou's death, Zouken Matou, who had parasitically attached himself to Shirou Chiko's body, would also not fare well...

At this moment, outside, under Artoria's command, Shirou Chiko successfully re-established a contract with Artoria.

Since Artoria's Command Spells had already been used and destroyed, no new Command Spells appeared on Shirou Chiko's hand; only a residual mark remained after the Command Spell was used.

But this was enough.

As long as the connection of the contract existed, Shirou Chiko could at least replenish Artoria's mana.

However...

The very instant the contract was established.

Shirou Chiko, held tightly in Artoria's arms, spat a mouthful of blood directly onto Artoria's chest.

For mages, mana was equivalent to life force.

Shirou Chiko, who had unknowingly suffered a severe blow to his heart and hadn't realized it, already had a limited number of Mage Circuits. With the establishment of a new contract channel, he was suddenly required to expend a large amount of mana to replenish Artoria.

Shirou Chiko's body, already in a poor state, collapsed as this life force was converted into mana and sent into Artoria's body through the contract.

Stunned by what she saw, Artoria couldn't understand why Shirou Chiko was spitting blood after establishing a contract with her.

But she couldn't afford to worry about that now.

The mana deficiency from just now had allowed Mordred to close in on them.

"Shirou... what's wrong? Are you okay..."

Clutching his chest, Shirou Chiko, who felt a sharp pain in his heart and several meridians (mana channels) in his body, also didn't understand what was happening.

However, Shirou Chiko had already experienced a more uncomfortable moment during Berserker's previous battle, so he mistook his current heartache for a necessary experience for commanding a Servant. Leaning against Artoria's cold armor stained with his own blood, Shirou Chiko smiled and winked at Artoria.

"Saber sister, I'm fine... After all, Grandfather said my talent is insufficient... Maybe this is something I have to go through when fighting with a Servant..."

Listening to Shirou Chiko's words, Artoria's powerful Intuition keenly sensed that something was wrong. Shirou Chiko's current condition definitely had nothing to do with what he said...

But what could she do?

Should she stop and personally drag Shirou Chiko back into the cruel war?

Mordred, who was currently radiating killing intent, wouldn't hesitate to strike Shirou Chiko down just because he was a child.

Even if Artoria drew all of Mordred's attention to herself, the residual shockwaves from her battle with Mordred would be enough to shatter Shirou Chiko into pieces.

Moreover... the mysterious Caster behind Mordred could appear at any moment to support Mordred...

With no other choice, Artoria could only try to accelerate, striving to shake off Mordred as quickly as possible.

"Shirou, please endure. I will shake off the enemy as soon as possible and take you for treatment."

Although she knew that over-exerting Shirou Chiko's mana would only worsen his current condition, in order to shake off Mordred quickly and find a safe place to treat Shirou Chiko.

Artoria gritted her teeth and began to continuously draw mana from Shirou Chiko.

Shirou Chiko's complexion grew paler and paler, and Artoria's speed increased accordingly...

Under the enhancement of abundant mana, Mordred, riding Prydwen with sparks flying and lightning trailing, was still gradually being outrun by Artoria due to Prydwen's severe damage.

However, it wasn't easy to completely shake her off.

Unless they completely left Mordred's range of perception, if Artoria slowed down or stopped, the relentless Mordred would surely chase after them again.

And how large was Mordred's range of perception?

With her Intuition skill, Mordred's perception range was naturally not small. With Artoria already locked on, even if she couldn't sense the aura of a Servant on the other side of Fuyuki City, she could still sense Servants in the city center, especially Artoria.

But it was clear that Shirou Chiko's worsening condition absolutely couldn't hold out until then...

Just as Artoria was silently driving the motorcycle at full speed, her mind in disarray and her heart in constant turmoil over the current situation.

Suddenly!

On the road ahead, a tall figure in a scarlet cape, holding a bronze round shield, appeared in the headlights.

He gave Artoria, who was speeding towards him, a thumbs-up.

With a bright smile towards the king he respected in his heart, he...

The moment Artoria passed him, Leonidas, wearing his helmet, fixed his gaze, filled with an eternal fighting spirit, on the approaching Mordred.

My deepest thanks... Leonidas... Your kindness will forever be remembered by me, Artoria.

"It's a shame I couldn't fight you, Arthur... but facing the renowned Knights of the Round Table for our final clash made this journey worthwhile!"

Leonidas appeared before Artoria and Mordred by burning his Spirit Core and desperately squeezing every last drop of mana from his being.

Even with his B rank in Battle Continuation... after losing his Master and then madly burning his Spirit Core... the time he had left in this world was less than a minute.

He looked down at his own feet, which had already begun to dissipate.

He looked up and smiled at Mordred, who was rapidly approaching.

Knowing he could only unleash one final attack, Leonidas... moved!

51. "Fatherly Love and Filial Piety" completely shattered...

Mighty Spartan warriors appeared behind Leonidas, one after another.

Shields pounded against Mordred like war drums.

He raised his spear high.

It was as if he were facing the "God King" Xerxes a thousand years ago at the Hot Springs Pass.

With a roar that shook the earth.

Leonidas bellowed and hurled his spear at Mordred.

"Get lost, don't stand in my way..."

"This is—Sparta!"