Type-Moon: Starting in the Fourth Holy Grail War, but Transforming into a Spirit
Chapter 224

The city-state of Uruk

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"Boom--!"

The air around Gilgamesh instantly distorted.

Golden ripples spread out behind him.

That man was truly enraged.

Golden light could be faintly seen from the vortex of the treasure vault.

But before he could take anything out...

A voice rang out first.

"Alright, alright, Your Majesty, calm down, calm down."

Merlin walked out from beside the pillar.

He held the magic wand in his hand.

He had that kind of smile on his face that made you want to punch him.

"She's just a young girl; she spoke a little harshly. Why bother arguing with her?"

"The Warcraft army could march south at any moment. If internal fighting breaks out first, then we're truly doomed."

"Don't you think so?"

Gilgamesh shifted his gaze from Kotori to Merlin.

That look was saying, "Shut up."

But Merlin's smile grew even brighter.

Siduri quickly stepped forward as well.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger."

Her voice was somewhat hurried.

"This Servant was probably just summoned and hasn't adjusted to the situation here yet..."

"Now is precisely the time when we need all our fighting strength. If we lose even one Servant due to internal conflict..."

As she spoke, she cast a pleading glance in Kotori's direction.

The meaning behind that look was quite clear.

Please.

Stop talking.

Besides, they might actually take action.

Kotori saw Siduri's eyes.

Her lips twitched slightly.

Siduri.

She still had some impression of this character.

In the anime I watched in my past life.

It seems that the high priest later died.

Later, Gilgamesh also died.

Kotori doesn't remember exactly how she died.

But the result is affirmative.

"Snort."

I am a magnanimous person.

I'm not going to argue with these deadbeats today.

She did not look at Siduri again.

He didn't look at Gilgamesh again.

Turn around immediately.

They walked towards the exit of the temple.

"Hello,"

Gilgamesh's voice came from behind.

With suppressed anger.

But Kotori didn't turn around.

She didn't stop walking.

The white bull horn headdress gleamed in the temple light.

Then her figure disappeared outside the temple gates.

Silence fell once again within the temple.

Gilgamesh stood on the high platform.

His right hand was clenched into a fist.

The golden handguards on the back of his hand made a creaking sound.

"King..."

Siduri called out softly.

Gilgamesh closed his eyes.

I took a deep breath.

"... never mind."

He loosened his fist.

"It would be unwise to start a civil war now."

His tone returned to calm.

But everyone present could sense what was pressing down beneath that calm.

"I'd rather spend this time handling more official business."

He sat back on the throne.

He picked up the clay tablet.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But he was turning over the mud slabs much faster than before.

"You guys."

Gilgamesh's gaze fell upon the remaining six Servant.

I'll arrange jobs for you.

The rest of the time.

Gilgamesh assigned tasks to the six Servant.

They were almost all soldiers responsible for leading Uruk and guarding the front lines of the city walls.

Leonidas was assigned to the northern front as the commander of the main defensive line.

Ushiwakamaru and Benkei were assigned together as a mobile assault force.

We will go wherever there is a crisis to provide support.

Amakusa Shirou was in charge of battlefield medical care and maintaining the morale of the soldiers.

Fuuma Kotarou is in charge of reconnaissance and intelligence gathering behind enemy lines.

Tomoe Gozen is responsible for mid-range fire support.

The six riders received their orders in Servant.

Then they left the temple one after another.

They each headed towards their respective posts.

Silence returned to the temple.

Siduri stood to one side.

She stole a glance at Gilgamesh.

Wang said nothing more.

He was simply engrossed in handling official business.

"..."

Siduri did not speak.

She gently placed the new stack of clay tablets on the king's desk.

Then he stepped aside.

Outside the temple.

Kotori Itsuka walks on the streets of Uruk.

The Astral Dress she wore had been removed.

The crimson feathered robe of the Astral Dress, Fifth Form, dissipated into specks of light.

Instead, a set of Japanese-style junior high school uniforms was installed.

White short-sleeved sailor uniform.

A navy blue short skirt.

The pair of white bull horn headdresses on her head had also disappeared.

The ribbon changed from black to white.

Her deep red twin ponytails were still tied behind her head.

But her demeanor has completely changed.

From the solemn and cold atmosphere in the temple just now.

It turned into gentleness and softness.

She looked like an ordinary junior high school girl walking home from school.

If I hadn't witnessed her behavior in the temple with my own eyes...

No one would connect the girl in front of them with the Servant who dared to call Gilgamesh " Gilgamesh " to his face.

Kotori wandered aimlessly through the streets of Uruk.

This ancient city-state was somewhat different from what she had imagined.

Before coming, she thought that a lonely city besieged by a monster army would be a lifeless and desolate place.

Everyone wore a look of despair.

The streets were filled with wounded soldiers and the sound of weeping.

But in reality...

The streets of Uruk were surprisingly lively.

The road is paved with stone slabs, and houses made of mud bricks are located on both sides.

Some buildings have small stalls at their entrances selling everyday items such as pottery, spices, and fabrics.

People are walking on the street.

There were commoners dressed in coarse cloth.

There were refugees carrying luggage.

There were soldiers wearing simple armor.

Although everyone's face showed varying degrees of fatigue and unease.

But at least it didn't have that deathly stillness of impending doom.

The children were chasing and playing in the corner of the alley.

An old woman was sitting on the steps by the door, weaving a basket.

A vendor is pushing a cart and calling out his wares.

"Wheat cakes, freshly baked wheat cakes."

Kotori walked for a while on a main street.

She is not tall.

When walking among a group of adults, one's view is often blocked.

But nobody really paid her any attention.

It might be because she was wearing a sailor uniform.

In an ancient city like Uruk, her attire certainly stood out from everything around her.

However, most passersby would just glance at it a couple of times.

Then they will continue doing their own thing.

After all, Uruk has all sorts of strange people these days.

Refugees poured in from all directions.

One more strange girl is nothing.

Kotori walked through street after street.

She discovered that Uruk was a larger city than she had imagined.

The city walls were also very high.

Looking up from the street, you can see soldiers patrolling the city walls.

Beyond the city walls lies the wilderness.

Monsters could appear from any direction at any time.

But the residents of the city continued to maintain their normal lives.

Eat when you should eat.

If you're going to do business, then do business.

Children should be disciplined if necessary.

"... They're quite resilient."

Kotori muttered to herself.

She found a step by the roadside and sat down.

Looking at the crowds coming and going on the street.

She hates Gilgamesh.

This will not change.

But watching these ordinary people struggling to maintain their daily lives in this isolated city that could be breached by monsters at any moment.

"..."

"Never mind, it has nothing to do with me."

Kotori shook her head.

Anyway, Ritsuka Fujimaru will come to fix the Singularity later.

In the original story, they succeeded.

I was just a passerby, an observer.

There's no need to invest too much emotion.

Time passed little by little.

The sun gradually began to set in the west.

The buildings in Uruk were bathed in the glow of the setting sun, turning a deep orange-red.

The shadow stretched long on the ground.

The streets gradually became less crowded.

Some stalls have already started packing up.

Kotori watched the peddler's retreating figure as he carried his cart away.

My stomach suddenly growled.

"..."

She looked down at her stomach.

The mana supply comes from the Uruk Great Cup, so maintaining my Spirit Origin is not a problem.

But hunger has nothing to do with Spirit Origin.

"I'm so hungry..."

She has no currency in Uruk.

There were no items available for exchange.

You can't just steal someone else's pancakes.

"Need to find a place to spend the night..."

Kotori stood up from the steps.

She needed to find an abandoned house or some quiet place to sleep for the night.

Even though she's a Berserker, she's not afraid of anything in a real fight.

But the very act of being watched by a group of ancient people as a "strange girl in a short skirt wandering at night" is quite embarrassing.

Just as she was pondering...

A figure interrupted her train of thought by speaking.

"Hey-hey there."

It was a woman's voice.

With a slight Japanese accent.

Kotori turned her head.

He saw a silver-haired woman standing a few steps away, watching him.

Her silver hair was tied up in a high ponytail at the back of her head.

Crimson red pupils.

He was wearing lightweight Japanese-style battle armor.

He was one of Servant riders I had seen in the temple.

Kotori doesn't remember her name.

I don't know her job title either.

Tomoe Gozen looked at the girl in front of her with some surprise; her demeanor was completely different from that of the girl in the temple not long ago.

Silver hair in a high ponytail, crimson eyes, and light battle armor.

We were in the temple just now.

This girl dared to call Gilgamesh " Gilgamesh " to his face, and even the Gate of Babylon was almost forced out.

But now.

The small girl in front of me was dressed in strange clothes.

His expression was gentle.

She has a gentle temperament.

Her dark red pigtails were tied with white ribbons.

It even looks kind of... cute?

--

Real name: Kotori Itsuka

- Class: Berserker

- Faction: Order & Self

Source: Date A Live

- Region: Japan

- Gender: Female

- Height: 148cm

- Weight: 40kg

Six-dimensional parameters

-Strength: A

- Durability: A+++

- Agility: B+

- Magic: EX

- Lucky: B

-Noble Phantasm: EX

Class Skills

Mad Enhancement [C~A]

It does not forcibly strip away rationality. It relies on ribbons to switch combat modes ( the Mad Enhancement level will gradually increase with the duration of the battle). When wearing a black ribbon, it slightly increases strength and fire power; when wearing a white ribbon, Mad Enhancement is disabled, and the mind is stable.

Magic Resistance [A]

Effect: Nullifies Magecraft with three or fewer incantations; reduces damage from higher-level Magecraft.

retain skills

The Authority of Flame) [A]

Manipulating flames, which can directly corrode spirits. One can condense flames to construct weapons, or create flame barriers.

Dual-Mode Switching [B]

Switches between white and black ribbon forms. The black ribbon form enhances damage output but consumes more magic power. The effect of the white ribbon form is unknown.

Battlefield Command [B]

Possessing battlefield analysis capabilities, it can quickly identify the opponent's combat habits and weaknesses.

Noble Phantasm Information

-The true name of the Noble Phantasm Camael: Camael

- Noble Phantasm Rank: EX

-Noble Phantasm Type: Anti-Personnel / Anti-Army / Anti-Fortress

- Valid range:???

- Maximum capture:???

Kotori Itsuka's exclusive angelic weapon has two fixed forms, adaptable to different battle scenarios.

[Battle Axe Form]

A melee-focused flaming giant axe. It can unleash ranged fire blades and construct a fire defense, making it suitable for single combat and close-range suppression.

[Cannon Mode - Megiddo ]

Long-range annihilation mode. The flames are highly compressed before being launched, causing a large-scale explosion and continuous burning upon impact.

[ Astral Dress - Fifth Edition]

Grade: A

Type: To oneself

She wears a Japanese-style Astral Dress draped in crimson feathers, and her head is adorned with white cow horn headdress.

It possesses constant defense, and can continuously repair damage to its Astral Dress and stabilize its Spirit Origin by relying on the Spirit Power of fire, thus resisting conventional physical and Magecraft attacks.

[ Spacequake ]

Grade: A

Type: Anti-World Noble Phantasm

The spatial disaster caused by the overflow of Spirit Power when the spirits traveled from the Neighboring World to the real world resulted in spatial collapse, a large-scale shockwave, and the destruction of everything in the area.

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