The next day, Shiro went to the inn first thing in the morning to find Miroku and the others.
Of course, it was not because Shiro had suddenly gotten the hint. He had come this time partly because of the Holy Grail War, and partly because he wanted to see what level he stood at among Servants.
After observing him all day yesterday, Shiro still did not know exactly which Heroic Spirit Rider was, but from certain details, he could tell that he was definitely no weakling.
If possible, Shiro wanted to fight him and confirm his current standing, so he could make enough preparations to face that Hero King.
"Knock, knock~"
"Who is it?" Miroku's warm voice came from inside the room.
"It's me, Emiya Shiro."
"Lord Shiro?! I'm sorry, please come in." When she heard it was Shiro, Miroku, who had been about to open the door, instantly panicked and hurriedly pulled it open.
Looking at the nervous Miroku, Shiro smiled helplessly. "Don't worry. We're not discussing official business today. Relax. I came today for a private matter."
"A private matter?" Suddenly, Miroku thought of a possibility. Her eyes dimmed, and she gave a bitter smile. "Please, go ahead."
Rider's figure suddenly flashed into view. He looked at Shiro silently, with a trace of hostility in his eyes that was hard to notice.
Shiro's attention was drawn by Rider's sudden appearance, so he did not really notice anything unusual about Miroku. He simply continued, "Mm. I hope you can take the Holy Grail War seriously. Don't give up on participating or take a passive approach because of Konoha."
"All right, I understand. Huh? The Holy Grail War?" Miroku stared at Shiro in complete confusion.
Just now, as she had done over the past few years, she had already