Card Servant of Type-Moon

Waver looked at the broken Magic Crest in his hand, tears streaming down his face. He was filled with regret, but he still had to follow his teacher's orders and couldn't return to the Clock Tower immediately. He had to stay outside for a while before he could go back.

How long would that be? Waver didn't know. But before that, he wanted to visit the homeland of that idiot, the homeland called the King of Conquerors.

I can't see, I can't see anything. Mikaela could clearly sense that he couldn't see anything at all. It was pitch black. He could only see darkness, nothing else.

"..."

Are his eyes blind? No, that wasn't it. His senses had become very poor, and his eyesight was just one part of it. Mikaela placed his hand on the ground, fumbling around. After about thirty seconds, he felt like he had touched a lump of mud. Feeling it more closely, it seemed like mud mixed with pebbles?

He could hear some sounds. Mikaela could hear 'someone' calling out something, but he couldn't make out what they were saying at all.

The smell around him was also subtle. How should he put it... he felt a burning smell. The smell was quite unpleasant, but if he didn't deliberately inhale, he wouldn't notice it.

"Is the sense of pain also reduced?" Mikaela pinched a piece of flesh on his waist. He squeezed hard, but there wasn't much pain. He could only feel something 'gripping' him.

Your Spirit Origin as a Servant has been repossessed by the 'World'. As an ordinary person, you can do nothing.

Without your Servant Spirit Origin, even if you manifest, you are merely an ordinary human body. Although you are not a legendary Heroic Spirit, your soul is indeed very powerful. If you were to leave this place...

You're not an idiot, you know what the consequences would be of the conflict between an ordinary body and a powerful soul.

The words spoken within the space of the Holy Grail echoed in Mikaela's mind.

Yes, he wasn't a so-called Heroic Spirit, and he didn't have a 'Spirit Origin' at all. After the Holy Grail War ended.

The World naturally took back the Spirit Origin it had given him. Without a Spirit Origin, he was... pretty much like an ordinary person. Although his soul was strong, this body constructed from black mud was still too poor.

"Crack."

With a crisp sound, Mikaela crushed the card in his hand. He transformed into Theresa, but unfortunately... he still couldn't see anything.

"...Transformation doesn't work either? It seems I have to find a way to adapt to this body." Mikaela dispelled the transformation and sighed, "Is this the price of forcibly manifesting without a Spirit Origin?"

Mikaela understood his situation. He sighed. From a practical standpoint, he had indeed succeeded.

The Lesser Holy Grail had also settled down, residing in his heart. It was slowly providing him with mana. Since the Holy Grail War was over, the Lesser Holy Grail seemed to be no longer directly linked to the Greater Holy Grail.

Mikaela couldn't enjoy the mana accumulated by the Greater Holy Grail for 60 years.

However, no matter how little mana the Lesser Holy Grail provided, it was enough for Mikaela to go head-to-head with a top-tier Heroic Spirit.

"Do I still need to accumulate mana? This is really... I don't know what to say." In the darkness, Mikaela stood up and walked forward slowly. Soon, he found a tree and placed his hand on it, intending to experiment.

Since it was dark, Mikaela decided to try using mana for the most basic 'perception'.

However, lacking knowledge in this area, Mikaela simply released his mana. The released mana dissipated cleanly.

"Ugh..." Mikaela was troubled. He hadn't studied this area, so he didn't know how to use 'perception' magic. Simply releasing mana yielded no information at all.

"Yo, looks like you need a little help, huh? A naked... beautiful boy?"

Suddenly, Mikaela heard a familiar female voice. He looked up, 'looking' around.

"Hmm? Hmm hmm hmm?? I see. Is your soul too powerful and your body too weak, causing you to become like this?"

The female voice seemed to see through Mikaela's condition at a glance, and said with some surprise, "Moreover, your body originally had traces of a Spirit Origin, but for some reason, it suddenly disappeared... That's why your body is so fragile."

"Who are you?" Mikaela asked, confused. He didn't understand who this woman beside him was, and why her... voice was so familiar?

"Me? I'm just a traveler. I'm everywhere, I'm everywhere~"

"Simply put, I'm nowhere, or rather~ I'm everywhere, hahahahaha~ Just kidding. Anyway, I came to help you. Seeing that you have the same hairstyle and hair color as my deceased friend, I impulsively decided to help you. Tsk tsk tsk, it's a shame you're not wearing a maid outfit."

The female voice seemed to be reminiscing about something. As she supported Mikaela, she also put some clothes on him.

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Chapter 126: Shopkeeper's Daughter

With the help of the mysterious woman, Mikaela was admitted to the hospital. She herself had inexplicably disappeared.

According to the nurse, the woman who brought him to the hospital left with a relaxed expression after learning that the medical expenses were waived while preparing to pay.

In the hospital, Mikaela underwent examinations every day. The results were shocking: his body had no abnormalities, but for some reason, his senses seemed to be missing a part.

His vision was the most severely affected, as if he had no eyes. Although the doctors prescribed some medication and Mikaela tried taking it, his other four senses recovered partially, but his vision remained stubbornly unrecovered.

Finally, the doctors concluded that Mikaela might have suffered some strange injury in the great fire, which caused him to be 'blind'.

The doctors didn't delve deeper because they knew that some things were beyond medical explanation. Having stayed in Fuyuki City for a long time, they weren't fools and knew that some things couldn't be explained.

"..."

Lying on the hospital bed, Mikaela, after a few days of recovery training, had made his originally weak body slightly stronger.

His hearing, smell, taste, and touch had almost recovered, but for some reason, his vision couldn't recover. At this moment, Mikaela was quietly waiting for the person who could solve his confusion to arrive.

"Yo, you seem to be waiting for me."

Accompanied by a nurse, Mikaela, who was undergoing recovery training, heard a familiar voice. He looked towards the source of the sound. This time, he could accurately hear the direction the voice was coming from.

"It seems you haven't recovered yet. Is it more serious than I imagined?" The woman came to Mikaela's side, naturally supported him, and chuckled, "Nurse, you can go. I'll take care of this 'friend'."

"Oh, okay." The nurse left. She really seemed to believe that the other party was Mikaela's friend.

"I'm your 'friend'?" Mikaela always felt that her voice was very familiar, but he couldn't recall who she was. If he could see her, maybe he would remember.

Although he could hear the other party's voice, Mikaela's vision remained completely black.

However, Mikaela was quite adaptable. He had endured worse times in the past, so merely losing his sight wasn't a significant problem for him.

"Just kidding~ You're a lot like my friend, but you're not my friend~" the woman said with a playful smile. She reached out, seemingly to stroke Mikaela's hair, and praised, "I only have one friend, and she was the first and the last."

"..." Mikaela fell silent, unsure of what to say.

"Oh! Right, I didn't just come to see you. Don't you have a job?" The woman seemed to remember something and continued, "You're not recovering that quickly, and you can't stay in the hospital forever. I've found you a job, something like odd jobs."

"Odd jobs?" Mikaela raised an eyebrow. His body hadn't fully recovered, but he wasn't so weak that he could only do odd jobs!

Recently, he had successfully developed a skill to perceive his surroundings using the power of the Lesser Holy Grail within him. Although the range was short, about five meters, Mikaela had expanded it through prolonged use and research. For instance, he could now sense the height and measurements of the woman beside him.

But... how to put it? The woman seemed a bit too 'normal.' Her height and measurements were unremarkable, like any ordinary girl you'd see anywhere.

"Yes! Odd jobs, odd jobs are quite good. You're not a Servant anymore, just an ordinary person." The woman said earnestly, "Since you're an ordinary person, you should act like one. Working to earn money to support yourself is perfectly normal. If I could stay here longer, I'd open a maid cafe and have you work as a maid."

"????" Mikaela was utterly confused. Ever since he met her five days ago, the woman seemed to have a peculiar obsession with maids.

Could she be a legendary maid enthusiast?

"Aren't you from this world?" Despite his confusion, Mikaela continued to ask, "And last time, you said you were a traveler, that you were everywhere and nowhere."

"You ask too many questions. Besides, I should be the one asking you." The woman scratched her head in slight distress, but quickly shrugged it off, saying, "Have you ever watched Kamen Rider?"

"No, but I've heard of it." Mikaela had certainly never watched Kamen Rider, but he had heard others talk about it in his previous lives.

"You know Decade, right? Oh~ I forgot, there's no Decade in this era." The woman stuck out her tongue, almost forgetting that this world hadn't produced that Kamen Rider yet.

"Huh???"

Mikaela was completely bewildered, feeling that the information the woman was giving him was overwhelming.

"Simply put, I'm someone who travels around. I occasionally jump to other worlds. You can think of this ability as a 'passive skill.' I don't even know which world I'll end up in."

The woman shrugged and sighed, "This ability satisfies my desire to 'travel.' I can freely move between different worlds and see different scenery."

"Once a week, a passive jump?" Mikaela asked.

"Huh? How did you know??" The woman looked bewildered, not understanding how he knew she jumped worlds every week.

"If you count our first meeting, it's been six days today. You just said you couldn't stay here long, so I guessed you'd be leaving this world soon." Mikaela explained his reasoning.

"Mmm~~ That's right~ I'm leaving tomorrow morning, so in the past few days, I've toured the nearby buildings and facilities, and also found you a job..."

At this point, the woman suddenly paused. That's right! She was talking to this kid about a job, why was she rambling so much?

"Odd jobs? I don't really like odd jobs." Mikaela sensed the woman's emotional shift and said calmly, "If it's just washing dishes and taking out the trash, I won't do it."

"No, no, no, washing dishes and taking out the trash are just incidental. Your job is to take care of a pregnant woman, and handle things like laundry and cooking. For grocery shopping... you can probably manage that too..."

The woman trailed off, sounding rather awkward. "I know you're 'looking' at me, but I'm not sure how much you can 'see'."

"Taking care of a pregnant woman?" Mikaela frowned slightly, finding it odd. "Although I can do it, why would you have a 'pseudo-Servant' take care of a pregnant woman?"

"Is that not allowed? What's wrong with being a pseudo-Servant? You have a body now, you're not just a spirit made of magic. You get hungry too!" the woman argued passionately, "Isn't living all about eating?"

"Besides, in your current state, how could you possibly find a job smoothly in Japan? Although with your abilities, you could easily get money from petty criminals and thugs, that money would only last for a while. It's better to find a proper job to support yourself."

"With a proper job, you earn money and can slowly strengthen your body. This will help your senses recover. Once your body is back to normal, you can leave whenever you want, and no one can stop you."

Mikaela was speechless at the woman's words, but he finally sighed inwardly, realizing she had a point. He couldn't stay in the hospital forever; he needed a job to support himself.

With that thought, Mikaela agreed to the mysterious woman's proposal.

"Alright! Then let's go meet Mr. and Mrs. Fujimaru. They're also at this hospital." The woman seemed delighted that Mikaela had agreed.

"Wait, what's your name?"

As the woman pulled him along, Mikaela finally couldn't help but ask. He wanted to know her name.

"Me? Just call me Shopkeeper's Daughter~ Although my shop and my parents are long gone~ It's been hundreds of years, so I'm used to calling myself Shopkeeper's Daughter. As for my real name~ I've mostly forgotten it."

Chapter 127: I'm Counting on You

Shopkeeper's Daughter.

These four words held profound meaning for Mikaela. Back when he couldn't even afford food, it was the owner of that maid cafe who had taken him in...

And her daughter, the Shopkeeper's Daughter, someone familiar yet whose name he couldn't recall.

"You..."

Mikaela opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to ask something, but the other party spoke faster.

"Yes, these are Mr. and Mrs. Fujimaru. Well~ even though you can't see, it doesn't matter." The Shopkeeper's Daughter pulled Mikaela in front of a couple, her voice cheerful. "Now, I'll leave it to you two to explain. I'm off now; there's still so much scenery waiting for me to see~"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Shopkeeper's Daughter darted away as if she were fleeing. Mikaela's desire to ask something vanished at that moment.

The woman... seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. He didn't know why, but Mikaela could sense that she had guessed what he wanted to ask, so she left abruptly to avoid answering.

"Hello."

After the Shopkeeper's Daughter departed, Mr. Fujimaru spoke in a gentle tone. "I believe you are the 'unusual person' our benefactor mentioned."

"Benefactor? Unusual person?" Mikaela 'looked' at Mr. Fujimaru, confused. He didn't understand what the Shopkeeper's Daughter had done, and... why was he being called an unusual person?

"The benefactor saved us a few days ago during a natural gas explosion caused by a forest fire. I don't know how they managed it, but my whole family is incredibly grateful," Mr. Fujimaru said earnestly. "If it weren't for the benefactor, my entire family would have perished in the flames, even my unborn child..."

At this point, Mrs. Fujimaru, standing beside him, exuded an aura of fear and dread. Clearly, she couldn't forget the terrifying scene from six days prior.

They had been among the victims then. If it weren't for the passing benefactor who saved them, they would have been consumed by the inferno in their sweet dreams.

"..." Mikaela suddenly fell silent. Although they had relocated to an unpopulated area, the situation had been too urgent at the time for them to observe their surroundings, so the Lesser Holy Grail had manifested.

Later, after entering the Holy Grail's internal space, Mikaela lost their sense of 'time.' They had no idea when they awoke.

However, judging by the condition of the hospital where they were temporarily staying, Tohno Shiro and the Church had already begun compensating those injured due to the Holy Grail War.

"For my wife's safety, the benefactor recommended you," Mr. Fujimaru said, looking at Mikaela very seriously. "The benefactor said she knew an extraordinary person. If he agreed to protect us, we wouldn't be harmed much before this child is born, so... please!"

If Mr. Fujimaru hadn't experienced that fire, he likely wouldn't have believed in 'supernatural individuals' in this world. After all, this was the age of science; everything had to be scientific!

But on the night six days ago, the benefactor had told the two of them to stand still and not move, and that she would teleport them away shortly.

Then, with a 'whoosh,' the couple was instantly transported to a safe area. This was absolutely something science couldn't explain!

For the sake of his child, Mr. Fujimaru sincerely pleaded with Mikaela to protect them, or rather... to protect the child in his wife's womb.

"Hmm, I can agree to your request, but I am not a bodyguard. I am merely a maid who cleans and cooks. If there's a danger that threatens my own life, I absolutely will not intervene," Mikaela said, feeling a bit helpless at Mr. Fujimaru's respectful demeanor, and could only state their position.

Originally, Mikaela had expected Mr. Fujimaru to question why a blind person would be a maid, as their current state could certainly be considered a disability, and rejection would be understandable.

But the Shopkeeper's Daughter seemed to have foreseen this and told Mr. Fujimaru that Mikaela was an extraordinary person.

This was what led Mr. Fujimaru to treat Mikaela with such reverence, desperately hoping they would come to his home and protect his wife.

Upon hearing Mikaela's words, Mr. Fujimaru readily agreed. "No problem. If you yourself are in danger, then naturally, you don't need to concern yourself with us."

"..." This statement made Mikaela look at Mr. Fujimaru with a newfound respect. From the perspective of ordinary people, Mikaela's words could almost be interpreted as ingratitude.

Taking your food, accepting your money, and then just leaving when danger arises.