Type-Moon's Problem Child from Collapse

Fu Yuan, who had been reading, suddenly froze his small hand, then continued flipping pages as if nothing had happened, acting as though nothing was out of the ordinary.

These two types of magecraft were very simple, but their practicality was strong. After all, in the Fifth Holy Grail War, Shirou Emiya had relied on these two magecrafts alone to fight his way through the entire Holy Grail War, hadn't he?

Although this was inseparable from his Origin, one couldn't deny that even without that Origin, these two magecrafts were still very useful—at least in daily life, right?

Su Mei watched her Junior Brother's small movements, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly. She never regretted what she had done. If she regretted anything, it was only dragging her Junior Brother into this.

After all, without that incident, she would already be a handful of yellow earth by now, and her Junior Brother would have spent his whole life with that woman! What a joke! She wasn't worthy!

Fu Yuan's expression didn't change much; after all, he had heard this kind of talk plenty of times.

"A Yuan, have you been studying here all night!" Irisviel was about to wake Illya and Fu Yuan when she suddenly caught sight of the figure in the living room, somewhat surprised. 'What happened! A Yuan is actually doing something serious!'

Fu Yuan looked at Irisviel with a very complicated expression: "If your tone weren't so surprised, I might actually feel a little pleased about this."

After all, every Heroic Spirit, once summoned, would constantly do things that interested them. Spending an entire night reading was, in the eyes of other Heroic Spirits, a bit of a waste of time.

"Ha, well, I'll go wake Illya up first." Irisviel turned her head away, forcibly changing the subject.

'Ha ha ha ha!' Something seemed to have struck her funny bone, and Su Mei suddenly burst into loud laughter.

Fu Yuan didn't want to say anything about this. He just silently adjusted his mood, and beneath his clothes, purple patterns began to appear, quickly transforming into gold, looking both sacred and somewhat eerie.

After all, just as Irisviel had thought, how could the Einzbern Family not have means to counter Heroic Spirits? Fu Yuan was still very cautious about such matters, at least when he was doing things.

And at the same time, he was also very curious about what kind of person he was, rated as Chaotic.

(I made a mistake earlier, sorry. Let me explain the main attribute distribution here. There are three main alignments: Lawful, Neutral, and Chaotic. Within each alignment, there are three attitudes: Good, Neutral, and Evil. It's a bit different from the Original Work, but using Neutral twice feels really awkward.)

At the same time, Fu Yuan's height gradually increased, and along with his height, his expression slowly turned more cocky.

His Spirit Core panel was also constantly changing. Among them, the Class column, after several changes, stubbornly stopped at Saber.

A child's anger always comes and goes quickly. Irisviel helped Illya, who was no longer angry but pretending to be, get dressed, and coaxed her very gently. Watching Illya turn her little head away and act reluctant, saying, "I'll forgive you this time,"

Seeing this scene, Irisviel felt her heart soften. So she put on a very apologetic tone, like coaxing a child (though she was indeed coaxing a child): "Mm, just this once, Mom promises!"

When Irisviel led the little tsundere behind her to the living room, what she saw was Fu Yuan, who had completely grown taller. A height of 165 cm wasn't really tall for a boy, but it was quite slender for a girl.

What was most eye-catching was his attire. Unlike the tattered clothes he wore when he first descended, now Fu Yuan wore

A short robe as white as snow covered his body, revealing snow-white skin beneath his pale neck, with delicate collarbones dotted along it. At the waist, a golden chain appeared. Upon closer inspection, it was actually countless tiny chains interwoven together, wrapping around his waist and neck, showing off his slender figure.

Below, it seemed like he wasn't wearing anything, partially covered by the upper short robe, revealing two snow-white, slender Legs. Below that, delicate Jade Feet with distinct bones were casually placed there, swinging idly.

Unlike his somewhat seductive appearance, the constantly interwoven golden chains behind him and the Golden Spear flickering in the air told others that he was no ordinary person to be toyed with.

"A Yuan, what is this?" Irisviel quickly covered Illya's eyes behind her, then spoke with a slightly flushed face.

Hearing the voice, Fu Yuan glanced over casually, then picked up his cup. The chains behind him automatically poured some cola—where had he stolen it from?

"What, is there something wrong?" Fu Yuan looked at the cola in his cup, as if talking to himself or to someone else, nonchalantly.

"Mmm~ Ee-yah!" Illya took advantage of Irisviel's distraction to forcefully pry her hand open, and then saw the cool Big Brother, her eyes shining with curiosity.

"Interesting little girl." Fu Yuan tilted his pale neck back, gulped down the cola in his cup, and looked at Illya, whose eyes seemed to sparkle, with some amusement.

Irisviel watched his small Adam's apple roll as the cola went down, and unconsciously swallowed. Don't misunderstand—this, this was just because she was hungry too. Yes, just because she was hungry too.

"Hurry up and finish eating! There's still plenty of troublesome things to do!" Fu Yuan stood up very casually. The short robe that had originally covered his thighs was now pulled up to his pelvis.

But at the same time, strips of cloth that could perfectly cover his thighs (also called sashes) began to fall from the short robe. This actually covered more than before.

Seeing this, Irisviel breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed.

"Heh!" Fu Yuan didn't know who he was talking to. He walked out barefoot like that, his exquisite Jade Feet stepping on the luxurious carpet, looking very noble. His aloof demeanor was like the return of a King.

Chapter 8: Are You Telling Me What to Do!

Honkai is a natural phenomenon with self-awareness. It resists the development of "civilization." Its core is a form of energy that does not obey the law of conservation of mass and energy in a single time-space—Honkai energy.

All of the above are lies used to fool people who are smart but not very smart.

Honkai is one of the inherent means used by the World Tree to screen suitable world bubbles. The purpose of Honkai is trial, not destruction—a test for civilization.

A Herrscher is a trial created in response to the achievements explored by the highest civilization currently developing in the world. For example, people in the Honkai World have yet to fully touch the Time Domain, so no Herrscher controlling time has ever appeared.

As civilization continues to strengthen, the corresponding Herrschers also grow stronger. Among the many Herrschers, Constraint is also extremely special, because the civilization achievement corresponding to Constraint is the emergence and rise of extraordinary abilities.

This led to Constraint's main ability being the complete elimination of Honkai energy. In current human knowledge, Constraint has always been the best means to fight against Honkai. However, in the Previous Era, Constraint appeared as an enemy of humanity, ignoring all extraordinary abilities. Combined with its own inherent extraordinary abilities, it once plunged humanity into despair.

"Mommy, Mommy, isn't Big Brother cold?" Little Illya looked at Fu Yuan walking barefoot on the snow in front of her, her face full of confusion. 'Big Brother is so amazing!'

Irisviel looked at the old man blocking their way and didn't respond. Instead, she looked at Fu Yuan with anticipation. Maybe, just maybe, A Yuan could do it!

"Oh~ You want to stop me." Fu Yuan's nonchalant expression changed for the first time, staring at the old man in front of him with great interest.

"Apologies, Your Excellency the Heroic Spirit, but the girl in your arms is an indispensable part of my family. So, may this old man be so bold as to ask you to leave her behind." The old man lowered his posture greatly, like a servant facing his master—if one ignored the Magic Circle ready to be unleashed behind him.

Fu Yuan's face suddenly darkened, but then he let out two light laughs. 'An ant like this, how could it comprehend the might of a god?'

"You, are telling me what to do!" His golden eyes locked onto the Old Guy who had dared to challenge the dignity of a god, and the cross-shaped pupils in his eyes began to narrow slightly.

"Esteemed Heroic Spirit, please do not misunderstand. This old man is merely offering a reasonable suggestion." The old man seemed confident of victory, even as he maintained a low posture.

Fu Yuan gave him an indifferent glance, then, as if no one else was present, walked out with Irisviel.

"Your Excellency, do not go too far!" The old man was first startled by his aura, retreating a few steps, then steadied himself and issued a final warning.

"Going too far? So what!" Fu Yuan paid no heed to the threat in his tone, his voice as calm as if he were doing something trivial.

Eyes met—this was someone he couldn't negotiate with.

The old man merely smiled, and then the castle's entire magical formation began to activate. Of course, these were just appetizers, along with the several universal Command Spells revealed on the old man's arm.

"How do you have Command Spells!" Irisviel stared at the patterns on the old man's arm, utterly shocked. Where did he get them! At the same time, the last shred of hope in her heart gradually faded.

Illya looked at her mother with a confused expression, then glanced at Fu Yuan, tugged at Big Brother's clothes, blinked, and put on an adorable act.

Fu Yuan turned back to look at the Little Fellow behind him, lost in thought for a moment, then continued walking forward as if no one else existed. The only difference was that the chains and spears behind him had all vanished, and he softly uttered a few syllables from his mouth.

"Divine Grace."

Snow continued to fall, but nothing changed—except that the magical formation behind Ahad, poised to strike, had completely failed, along with the fading Command Spells and the mana that had utterly vanished from the air.

Fu Yuan paid no attention to his shocked expression. After all, he was just an ant.

"Mortals, how can they glimpse the divine?" As if making the simplest proclamation, golden chains materialized in the air. While Irisviel hurriedly covered Illya's eyes, they calmly reaped the old man's eyes, but did not kill him.

It wasn't out of kindness—just sheer indifference. Killing him would only cause more trouble. As for resistance, an elderly Magus who couldn't even use magic was, in Fu Yuan's eyes, even less than a mortal.

It was no exaggeration to say that Fu Yuan, in the Type-Moon world, was the natural enemy of all mysteries. If this Spirit Core weren't so trash, he could have bulldozed his way through everything.

"Let's go!" He casually glanced back, as if mentioning something trivial, and pushed open the door to the place where Irisviel had been imprisoned for six years.

"Ha! Haha... Hahahaha! May your martial fortune be prosperous!" Ahad didn't know Saber's exact abilities, but he didn't need to. With just this, winning the Holy Grail War was almost certain.

As for the rest, Ahad didn't care. Was the destiny from over 200 years finally about to be fulfilled? Would the glory of the Third Magic be realized in his generation?

'Saintess, do you see this!'

'Yustisia, wait a little longer. Our wish is about to come true.'

Fu Yuan walked forward indifferently. When he heard those words, he glanced back at him with some amusement.

'Why won't Junior Disciple talk to me!' Su Mei inside the Stigma teased Fu Yuan with a light, flirtatious tone.

'Has Junior Disciple abandoned Senior Sister?' Seeing no reaction from Fu Yuan, Su Mei put on a pitiful voice.

'Little A Yuan~' Su Mei continued relentlessly spamming his mind in a coquettish tone.

...Veins gradually appeared on Fu Yuan's forehead, his emotions churning violently. Then, under the strange gazes of Irisviel and Illya, he opened his mouth and spat out a crisp word.

"Scram!"

'Little Junior Disciple~'

"...You win." After a few more minutes, Fu Yuan stood there with a complicated expression, unsure who he was even talking to.

The golden markings on his body gradually faded, and the seductive aura around him diminished. In short, he turned back into a 1.58-meter-tall little runt.

'That period... no wonder I was rated as Chaotic.' After fully reverting, Fu Yuan muttered a few words with some emotion—not shouting out loud like before, of course.

'That period... this is troublesome!' Su Mei twitched the corner of her mouth. Back then, Little Junior Disciple had hated her fiercely!

'Who knows!' Fu Yuan suddenly found it amusing when he heard his Senior Sister's words, his smile a little eerie.

Then he looked at the two curious people behind him and suddenly felt that talking was such a hassle! Especially when it came to explaining such a difficult topic at such a difficult time.

Sigh. Life isn't easy. Fu Yuan sighed.

"A Yuan, if you're from the future, have you ever ridden anything interesting?" After Irisviel had fully coaxed Illya to sleep on the plane, she eyed Fu Yuan, who was staring out the window, and suddenly grew curious.

"Interesting things?... A Floating Battleship, Collapse Beasts, and a Heavy-duty Rabbit?" Fu Yuan began to think carefully about what high-end things he had ridden. He wasn't entirely sure by the end, but after some thought, he added the last item.

"A Floating Battleship!" Irisviel's eyes suddenly sparkled with longing. For her, the allure of a Floating Battleship was almost on par with Kiritsugu.

She wanted to chat a bit more, but saw Fu Yuan already leaning his head against the cabin wall, looking sleepy. She chuckled softly, hugged Illya beside her, and decided to get some more sleep on the plane.

As for blowing up the plane—no, no, at least no one besides Kiritsugu would do that.

By the time they got off the plane, the sky was nearly dark. At the Fuyuki Airport, Fu Yuan canceled his Spiritronization and casually used the Suggestion Sorcery he had just learned. (It's basic magic, so no need to elaborate.)

"So this is Fuyuki." Irisviel looked at the "Bishoujo" who had just revealed herself, canceled the Suggestion Sorcery Fu Yuan had set, and asked cheerfully.

Fu Yuan shot Irisviel a helpless look, then sensed the surprised gazes of the people around him—and the lecherous ones.

"Mom, are we going to find Dad now?" Illya rubbed her still-sleepy eyes, looked at the scene before her, and felt just as surprised.

Irisviel frowned, sensing something was off.

'How do I say this? Just say I don't want to go yet? But how can I admit I want to play!'

"The scenery here is pretty nice!" Irisviel pretended not to hear Illya's question, speaking with a feigned nonchalance.

"I wonder if other places are like this too." Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she added to herself, casting an expectant glance at Fu Yuan.

"She's an idiot, right? Irisviel has to be an idiot!" Though he silently complained about her in his mind, he could still somewhat understand how she was feeling right now.

"Is that so? Then let's go take a look!" Fu Yuan played the straight man at just the right moment and easily coaxed Little Illya into a better mood.

"But during the Holy Grail War, is this really okay?" Irisviel suddenly grew a bit worried again.

Fu Yuan sighed. Why were most of the people he ran into like this? Still, that was fine—at least he already had plenty of experience dealing with it.

"Trust me as much as you can, Irisviel."

After a second of mental struggle, Irisviel finally decided she should put a little more faith in her Saber.

"Then where should we start exploring first?" The moment she thought of that, Irisviel's mood instantly brightened, and she began excitedly pondering what to do first.

Fu Yuan gave her another look like she was an idiot, then said very seriously, "We should probably get out of the airport first."

Irisviel: (/(°∞°))

"Ahem, you're right, A Yuan." Irisviel turned her head away as if she hadn't been the one speaking just now.

Illya, meanwhile, watched the two of them with sparkling eyes. After all, in Little Illya's eyes, the Einzbern Family and everything around it had once been the entire world she knew.

So coming to a new place made her inexplicably a little timid. Otherwise, with a child's nature, why would she think of finding her dad before even thinking about having fun?

Fu Yuan shrugged. He didn't have a habit of checking maps in advance. Even if they stared at him until flowers bloomed out of him, he still wouldn't know any fun places to go.

"What? You're saying Illya came along too?" Kiritsugu Emiya had just received this shocking news, then seemed to think of something: "What was Ahad's reaction?"

"Unknown." Maiya Hisau answered the question very seriously. "Should I look into it?"

Kiritsugu sat frozen in his chair for several seconds before finally snapping out of it. "No need."

'Saber, well done!'

Chapter 9: I, Fu Yuan, Order, Not Lawful