Thanks for the invitation. I was in Type-Moon, and I had a chat group.
"Since that was the case, Schicksal's S-rank Valkyrie Fu Yuan would follow your command."
"Schicksal?" Kiritsugu Emiya began to think.
"S-rank!" Illya's little mouth fell open.
"Female?" Irisviel seemed to have discovered a new continent.
"I'm a boy!" Fu Yuan said helplessly.
Fourth Holy Grail War (Complete)—Brief Transition (Complete)—Fifth Holy Grail War (In Preparation)
Fu Yuan's Fourth Holy Grail War After Arriving in This World
Holy Grail War
"Declaration."
"Your body shall be under me, and my fate shall rest upon your sword."
...Was that a human voice?
"If you heed the Holy Grail's summons, and obey this will and this reason, then answer me."
So humanity won in the end, didn't it?!
"I hereby swear."
Kiana, you idiot!
"I am the one who accomplishes All Good Deeds in the World. I am the one who conveys All Malice in the World."
Senior Sister, are you still there? Mm.
"Entwine Your Three Great Word Spirits Seven Days, and come forth from the Wheel of Restraint, Guardian of the Scales!"
Inside a solemn Grand Cathedral, a middle-aged man stood before a clearly half-heartedly drawn magic circle, chanting the summoning spell with utmost gravity.
Beside him, a beautiful white-haired woman watched nervously, occasionally glancing at the incomparably ornate scabbard.
The two had prepared themselves countless times for the unbelievable act of summoning a Heroic Spirit. After all, with that scabbard there, nothing unexpected could possibly happen.
Just as they had expected, golden light began to shine from the formation. At the same time, a powerful surge of magical energy suddenly appeared within it. As the golden light faded, a small figure abruptly emerged from the circle.
He stood a little over 150 centimeters tall, with white hair falling over his shoulders and tattered clothes hanging from his body.
Kiritsugu Emiya: ???
Irisviel: So cute!
The small figure in the circle slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings and the unexpected people before him, his gaze held a trace of confusion.
It wasn't that loser Otto or Kevin? Did they fail to hold out against The End? Then what are these two people in front of me supposed to be?
Senior Sister, are you there?
When he did not receive the answer he had expected, Fu Yuan suddenly grew nervous. After checking the Stigmata Space on his body one last time, he relaxed. Then, looking at the two people before him, he began to consider his situation.
"Saber, I am your Master."
Fu Yuan: ?!!!
Hearing such an explosive statement out of nowhere, even Fu Yuan was stunned for a moment.
"Um, what did you just say?" Fu Yuan asked the middle-aged man, who looked suspiciously like a master of time management, with a confused expression.
Kiritsugu Emiya frowned, sensing that things were not so simple. He repeated himself seriously.
"Saber, I am your Master."
Hearing that explosive statement, Fu Yuan felt that something was definitely off. Had he run into some kind of pervert? Still, to avoid wrongly accusing a good person, he cautiously asked in a somewhat timid tone.
"Um, is this some strange cosplay?"
"Cosplay? What is that?" This time, the middle-aged man who looked like a pervert did not answer. Instead, the young and beautiful white-haired woman beside him asked in confusion.
Fu Yuan looked awkwardly at the two of them, unsure whether he should answer. At the same time, Kiritsugu Emiya and Irisviel looked awkwardly at him, unsure how to begin.
Suddenly, Fu Yuan sensed a feeling of scrutiny from the middle-aged man who was probably a pervert. It felt as though he had been seen through completely.
True Name: Fu Yuan Class: Saber Gender: Male Alignment: Lawful Neutral Height · Weight: 158 cm · 43 kg Strength: B Endurance: A Agility: A Mana: C~EX Noble Phantasm: EX Luck: ?
Seeing the exceptionally impressive status panel, as well as the alignment that perfectly matched his own views—Lawful Neutral—Kiritsugu Emiya suddenly relaxed. As long as Saber was not an ordinary person, it was fine. The lessons from the Third War were still fresh in his mind.
What? King Arthur? What was that supposed to be? Did someone of that caliber have even the slightest similarity to him? Kiritsugu Emiya was quite self-aware about whether his personality was likable.
Although the person in front of him did not seem entirely normal either, he was still better than that legendary fellow who had always upheld the way of chivalry, right? Probably?
"Saber, we should have a common goal in this Holy Grail War, so I hope you can do your utmost to cooperate with my upcoming actions!"
Was this terminal chuunibyou? A Holy Grail War? I...! Holy Grail War! Kiritsugu Emiya! Irisviel! Saber! Summoning circle!
As though his memories had awakened, memories buried deep in his mind suddenly surged forth. Fu Yuan's expression twisted, and he rushed forward, grabbing Kiritsugu Emiya by the shoulders.
"You're saying this is a Holy Grail War?! Then where was Honkai?! Where were Schicksal, Anti-Entropy, and World Serpent?! What kind of joke was this?!"
Neither Kiritsugu Emiya nor Irisviel had expected Saber to suddenly lash out. They immediately tensed up and swiftly prepared their magecraft, ready to activate it at any moment.
So fast! Even if I had been prepared, I still couldn't have avoided it. Was this the power of a Heroic Spirit?
Kiritsugu Emiya paid no attention to the pair of hands gripping his shoulders, hands that looked increasingly delicate, and answered calmly.
"Didn't you receive the knowledge granted by the Holy Grail, Saber?"
The Holy Grail War really was an interesting thing! But right now, I'm even more curious about the world you came from, Junior Brother!
A clear voice suddenly rang out in Fu Yuan's mind, followed by the knowledge that had been withheld from him.
The all-powerful Wish Cup, Servants, Command Spells, and a great deal of common knowledge about modern life all flooded into his mind.
Fu Yuan's body stiffened, and a blush appeared on his fair little face.
Senior Sister! You went too far this time! You made me embarrass myself so badly.
At the same time, Fu Yuan released Kiritsugu Emiya's shoulders and began sorting through the memories that had suddenly appeared in his mind. Somewhat dissatisfied yet somewhat coquettish(?), he spoke to the Stigma on his body.
It's fine. No matter how embarrassing Junior Brother is, Senior Sister will never dislike you. The person within the Stigma did not seem repentant at all. Instead, she forcibly shifted the subject elsewhere.
Fu Yuan frowned but said nothing more. After all, their relationship was indeed somewhat delicate now.
After quickly sorting through the things that had appeared in his mind and tidying up his appearance(?), he earnestly apologized to Kiritsugu Emiya. "Sorry, Master. I failed to accept reality just now, and my mind was a little chaotic. I caused you trouble. My deepest apologies."
Fu Yuan was a good child. At least, everyone at the Far East Branch thought so, and Fu Yuan himself thought so too.
Pfft~ Mm, mm, Junior Brother is a good child!
Kiritsugu Emiya looked at Saber, whose attitude had suddenly changed, but did not pay much attention to it. As long as it did not affect his plan, that was enough.
Besides, he could somewhat understand this Heroic Spirit's feelings. Discovering that everything familiar to him had suddenly disappeared would naturally make anyone panic. Still, judging from what Saber had said earlier, he too seemed to be a man with a story.
Seeing that the tension between them seemed to have eased, Irisviel put away the magecraft she had been preparing.
Even though she knew it would probably be useless.
Kiritsugu Emiya composed himself and repeated what he had said earlier. "Saber, in this Holy Grail War, I hope you will fully cooperate with my actions."
Fu Yuan had accepted reality this time. He put on a serious expression with his youthful face. "As you wish, Master!"
"Since everything is settled, let's head back first." Seeing that the atmosphere had finally eased completely, Irisviel suddenly spoke up. Her tone was somewhat urgent, as though she feared something else might happen.
For example, her husband suddenly getting grabbed by the shoulders without being able to resist at all.
Hearing the urgency in Irisviel's voice, Fu Yuan had no choice but to give a bitter laugh and apologize twice more.
On the way back to Einsbern Castle, Fu Yuan began seriously examining his status panel to see just how much combat power he still had left.
Possessed Skills:
Riding (B): He had stolen the Thousand Realms Shatterer, piloted a Floating Battleship automatically, ridden Heavy-duty Rabbit, mounted an Emperor Honkai Beast, and stolen an Anti-Entropy Titan. Even though he did not know any riding techniques whatsoever, this skill had still been forcibly elevated.
Magic Resistance (C): Although he personally had no talent for Magic Resistance, he had still gained a rank through his glorious exploits.
Presence Concealment (C): Although he did not know any skills for concealing his presence, after reaching an extremely high realm in swordsmanship, he naturally possessed this passive ability.
Personal Skills
Stigma (?): Something invented by a genius doctor from the Previous Era, though there seemed to be something wrong with this particular set.
Stigma (A): A Stigma capable of affecting the soul, with a beautiful girl(? girl?) living inside it.
Void Sword Qi (A): An ability severely lacking in its original source. Even so, it still possessed an A rank. It was the final stubborn pride of a Sword Immortal.
Short-Range Force (A+): A skill fused into his instincts through countless rounds of training. Neither a change in class nor the loss of his original source could lower it. One could imagine what Fu Yuan had gone through.
Divine Servant: Restraint (EX): An ability rooted in the source of another world???
Child of Purity (?): A skill possessed by one of pure white. It made him particularly sensitive to all kinds of matters and granted him the world's protection, though this skill was now almost entirely ineffective.
Noble Phantasms
Divine Punishment (EX): The ultimate creation that stole divine authority with a mortal body. It possessed no defensive or disruptive capabilities, abandoning everything in pursuit of the strongest possible damage.
Unparalleled (A): This too stole divine authority with a mortal body, but this one seemed to be one of the mass-produced versions. The only difference was that it seemed to contain an emotional attachment.
Void Grip (B+): Also one of the mass-produced versions, though this one seemed even worse. As Fu Yuan's graduation gift, it was no easy feat for it to have lasted until now.
The one within the Stigma also began checking her own condition, only to discover that she seemed to be in even better shape than before. (?Ridiculous!)
I never expected that I could still survive! But this was good too. At least this time, Junior Brother only had me by his side!
Useless Spirit Core
"Master, Master, why can't A Yuan grow up?"
"Master, Master, what is a Stigma?"
"Master, Master, A Yuan's Stigma will definitely be the strongest, right?"
"Absorbing energy to replenish his original source—that's why A Yuan can't grow up, huh? Eh, didn't that mean A Yuan would become immortal!"
"Master, Master, didn't that mean A Yuan could stay with Master forever? Hehe!"
On the way back to Einsbern Castle, the three walked in silence. Fu Yuan awkwardly followed behind them, unsure what to say, his expression deeply conflicted.
"It's fine, Saber." Kiritsugu Emiya noticed the awkward atmosphere and took the initiative to ease it.
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