He's only seven years old.

Is this also the favor of fairies?

Stealing mediocre talents in exchange for power that only fairies and elves can possess.

But this is only the essence in appearance.

rather than the essence within the essence.

If you want to get to the bottom of it, there is probably no other suitable answer than 'the future'.

life.

……right.

The true 'favor of the fairies' is actually... the future of miracles, right?

"I have something to leave this country for a few days. I hope to come back and see not your corpse."

Zhuo Yan closed his eyes and seemed to have lost his interest in chatting.

"leave?"

Shinji was surprised.

Although it may seem to the old magician that his 'accidental' participation in the battle has no chance of winning, but he shouldn't just leave him alone in Fuyuki City, right?

"No way, that stupid uncle of yours is dead. Although it's okay to leave it alone, but I heard that it seems that the local family is involved. He Ye can't handle it, so he can only go out."

The old magician's tone was full of disgust and indignation at his unworthy descendants.

"It's a great irony. He has barely qualified magic skills, but he doesn't want to bear the inheritance of Matou. He runs to be a reporter and runs around the world like a rat who hears the wind. He doesn't see him once a year. When he comes back, he runs to see him. A childhood sweetheart, but unfortunately they are already married, and this time they even lost their lives."

"I heard that it was on the American side, involved in the battle between the local magician and the foreign forces, and sacrificed his life to protect a certain girl, but she really died. Wipe his ass for the stupid things he did. The power he provoked can be described as a garbage gathering place in the magic world. Even the Magic Association can't do anything about them, not to mention they are talking about it, this time I can only swallow it up."

"..."

Shinji frowned.

The news is indeed surprising.

He didn't know that cheap uncle well, just like what Zuo Yan said, he basically cut off contact with his family.

According to the information collected in the past, the current master list has his name.

Shinji was a little strange since he hadn't seen him come back in the past six months.

I never thought that this kind of thing happened on the other side of the ocean.

Is this a nuanced branch of panhuman history?Or is it one of the butterfly effects he caused?

"The masters participating in this competition are not simple. Just the ones that have been determined are enough to cause headaches. Facts have proved that it is a wise decision to give up this Holy Grail War."

Zuo Yan couldn't help feeling grateful when he recalled the results of the special investigation because his grandson participated in the competition.

The two monarchs of the clock tower, the magician killer recruited by Einzbern, and the son of the current supervisor, Kotomine Kirei.

Even if the king is against the king, there will be generals.

He also wasn't fully sure of defeating anyone head-on.

"You were selected by the Holy Grail, although it is a bit premature, but it is not entirely a bad thing. You can accumulate enough experience through this war, and wait until the next Holy Grail War is your time to show your skills, but the premise is that you have to Survive. Remember what the old man said, you are not an idiot who doesn't understand anything, blindly confident idiot, when the crisis comes, you will use your Servant as a shield, whether you surrender or run away, go to the church overseer to seek refuge."

As an instruction before leaving, Zuo Yan was very patient and serious.

Of course, he wouldn't put all his hopes on luck.

When necessary, the prepared backhand will be activated.

The Tohsaka family cannot live without Tohsaka Rin, and the Matou family cannot live without Matou Shinji.

Shinji nodded in understanding.

but.

"I have confidence in my Servant. Maybe when you come back, you will be able to see me holding the cup."

"Oh? The old man remembered that he wanted to prepare a holy relic for you at the beginning. You don't want it. You said you did it yourself. The old man is very curious about what kind of heroic spirit you summoned."

He said he was curious, but Zuo Yan put on an expression of lack of interest.

Servants are nothing but powerful familiars, necessary tools to achieve their goals.

No matter what he did in his lifetime, he would not have any emotion like respect or worship.

The reason why the old magician was pessimistic about Shinji's competition was not only because his opponent was too strong, but also because he didn't think Shinji could find any useful holy relics by himself.

Even though Shinji ran out many times in the past six months.

But I have never been out of the country.

Most of the sacred relics found are the karma of the heroic spirits of this island country.

It is also an island country, and Zuo Yan does not think that the Japanese heroic spirits can compare with the British heroic spirits.

"The real name and identity of the Servant must not be revealed. This is what you taught me. I can only tell you that you are Caster."

Shinji spread his hands and said jokingly.

"Hmph, anyway, it's just an unknown third-rate person, but Caster...? I'm relieved. Although he is weak in fighting, he still has some means, especially his ability to save his life. Even the three knights are far behind."

"……Um?"

Hearing Zou Yan's disdainful words, Shinji wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a strong magical reaction appear somewhere in the city, like a rising sun, let alone a magician, born with a keen sense of inspiration Ordinary people will feel it.

"Did you start provocation as soon as it was night?"

The old magician glanced out the window in the direction.

"However, the strength of this magic power is astonishing. It surpassed all the Servants of all dynasties without showing the whole picture. So, what are you going to do?"

He muttered, and his attention returned to his grandson.

"It's also a hassle when no one gets the first shot, and there's no chance without chaos. It's a good start for me. Now is not the time to fight them, so I'll go to Caster's workshop and discuss it with her. , and see if someone will jump out and let us collect intelligence."

Shinji responded calmly.

There is neither confusion nor eagerness to compete with each other.

This satisfied the old magician.

However, Shinji's words were, in a sense, both a lie and a truth.

Caster was not around, but in the workshop.

That's right.

The studio was not placed in Matou's old house, but outside, this was out of safety. After all, the Mitsuya family was too conspicuous as a target - needless to say, the old magician could think of it himself.

It is a misleading operation that uses inertial thinking.

But gathering intelligence...

Airships are already doing it.

No need to bother him and Scotty.

So what can he do now, and what should he do?

the answer is--

Chapter 28. When the Best Agency Meets the Best Servant

Rewind time by a few minutes.

There is a large seaside park along the downstream side of the Fuyuki Bridge, which spans the Miogawa River, on the side of Xindu.

The sea breeze landed on the shore, as if entering a land of no one, and the fine snow danced with it.

In such a harsh climate, almost no one wants to come near here.

But Irisviel came anyway.

I have long been accustomed to low temperature and snow, but this is the first time I have seen the sea, so I don't want to miss it anyway.

"Is this the sea?"

She sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Cross the sidewalk to the silver-covered sandy beach.

Facing the wind and snow, overlooking the sea.

It was like discovering a whole new world.

"We should have come earlier."

Dressed in men's clothes, she looked valiant, and the blond girl who looked like a beautiful boy out of a fairy tale felt a little regretful.

Unlike Irisviel, Saber only saw the coldness and darkness of the sea.

Colors like this are hard to come by.

It wasn't a situation that Irisviel should see.

This will only destroy the yearning in her heart.

"Don't worry, I'm very happy today. Even if I can't see the sea in the distance, I find it interesting. If the moon comes out, it should shine like a mirror, right?"

Irisviel pressed the hat that was blown restlessly by the sea breeze, her moving face was dyed with a ruddy color, she was obviously married and had children, but she had innocent fantasies like a girl.

"It's good to satisfy you. I'm also worried that I am not qualified as a fake knight."

Seemingly infected by his emotions, Saber also smiled lightly.

"If a knight like you is not considered competent, then I can understand the reason why the knighthood has disappeared with the wheel of history."

"—!"

Saber suddenly pulled Irisviel behind her.

"who!"

she asked.

The words just now didn't come from Irisviel's mouth, but someone... someone who broke into her search range and hadn't been discovered by her, said it first.

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