I am the protagonist

[Sister, could it be that Saber has already realized it?]

[No way, Saber seems so oblivious to this, how could she suddenly understand?]

Could it be because of me that my sister is like this?

[Your reason... is it because of your confession to Shirou? That seems possible.]

The two sisters were exchanging messages through their eyes, a scene that Medusa happened to witness.

Rin and Sakura both noticed.

[It looks like things are going to get really interesting from now on.]

Breakfast time passed in this eerie atmosphere.

After breakfast, Shirou prepared to leave.

"Shirou, are you going out?"

"Yes, I've already learned a certain level of magic, and now I need to undergo individualized training based on my specific situation."

"I plan to visit the spirits of the fallen heroes at Ryudong Temple first."

Are you going to find Caster?

Medusa did not stop him, but simply reminded Shirou from the side.

"Shirou, if you're going to go find Caster, you'd better be careful. She's not easy to deal with."

"...Rider, did you think I went there to fight?"

"And this time I'm not looking for the magician, I'm looking for Assassin."

This time, Shirou doesn't want to further hone his magic skills.

Having acquired runes, Shirou no longer intends to learn any other magic.

What Shirou needs now is combat experience and experience in using weapons.

It would be more appropriate to go directly to the heroic spirits who have descended into this world, especially if you want to hone your combat experience with weapons.

"Rider, please let Rin and the others know. I'll be going now."

"Well, have a good trip."

Shirou had a certain understanding of Fuyuki City, where he lived, so he wouldn't have trouble finding Ryudouji Temple.

There is only one temple in the entire city of Fuyuki, and it is located at the highest point in Fuyuki, so it would be difficult not to find it.

It's just a bit far from Emiya's residence.

Shirou arrived at the foot of Ryudou Temple and looked up at the countless steps above.

Why is every temple built at such a high place?

"Is it just for a better view?"

"To make people who come to temples to burn incense and worship Buddha appear more sincere?"

As Shirou made this comment, he recalled that many temples in his previous world, before he transmigrated, were just like this.

Despite complaining a lot, Shirou still walked towards Ryudouji Temple.

As Shirou approached the mountain gate, he saw two people standing there.

One was a man dressed in samurai attire, with a long sword on his back, exuding a distinct samurai air.

The other was a woman sweeping the floor with a broom, but Shirou sensed a strong magical energy fluctuation emanating from her.

Are they the spirits of those who died at Ryudou-ji Temple?

That female heroic spirit actually fits the image of a modern married woman quite well.

That samurai, however, seems completely out of place in this era.

Shirou has already met quite a few Heroic Spirits, but now there are very few Heroic Spirits who haven't integrated into this era.

It seems that this samurai is one of them.

"Oh my, it's rare to see you come over, kid."

Medea, who was sweeping the floor, looked at Shirou with genuine surprise.

"I never expected that I would come to Ryudouji Temple on my own initiative after the Holy Grail War."

"Hey?"

Shirou looked at the Heroic Spirit named Medea with a completely bewildered expression.

"Ok?"

"Oh~ kid, quite a few interesting things have happened to you too."

Medea, as a magician of the mythological era, possessed a level of skill in magic that was incomparable to that of magicians of her time.

The moment Medea saw the imp, she could feel the surging magic boiling within his body.

"It's only been a short time since we last met. Don't tell me you don't even remember me?"

"I haven't yet avenged my Master's death by doing this to you."

"...Your Master is dead?"

"You really don't know?"

Medea looked at the brat strangely, noticing the confusion and incomprehension in his eyes. Medea was certain that the brat really didn't know that her Master was dead.

"Kid, it seems a lot has indeed happened to you."

Chapter Sixty-One: Find the Assassin and Fight Him

"Wasn't everyone in the Fifth Holy Grail War supposed to survive?"

These words made Medea's eyes dim slightly.

Yes, this Holy Grail War can be said to have ended quite peacefully.

True clashes between Heroic Spirits are extremely rare; in fact, the Holy Grail War often ends before it even continues.

Theoretically speaking, the Fifth Holy Grail War should end with everyone surviving.

All the Heroic Spirits and all the Masters survived in this era, and many Masters even started new lives.

"It's a pity that my Master was the only one... no, I should say the only one of the two who died."

"People died before?"

"That was my previous Master."

"..."

Holy crap, is this guy a jinx?

[The Master and the Servant of the Fifth Holy Grail War did not die; only her two Masters died.]

Do you think I'm a jinx?

"No... I just think you're unlucky; you actually ran into something so unlucky."

"...Yeah, I can't believe I've run into such bad luck."

Medea hated her fate.

Fate was playing tricks on her.

Even though everything in this era is starting to change for the better, she is the only one who has experienced a lot of things.

But since things had already come to this, Medea had no choice but to accept it.

Is there any other choice but to accept it?

No, as a half-heroic spirit and half-human, she has broken free from the shackles of Valhalla and can stay in this real world forever, but she can only accept the fate that has befallen her at this moment.

The original Master was nothing but scum.

Medea never really cared about the death of her scumbag Master.

However, the death of her second Master deeply troubled Medea, even causing her immense grief.

The only person who could accept her as a witch is dead, and now she can only live a lonely life as she has in the past.

"Then why are you still living here?"

"So, do you think I have anywhere else to go?"

Medea also really wanted to leave this sad place, but after thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of anywhere she could go.

Regardless of how the Master died, he was once the master of Ryudouji Temple, and at the very least, Ryudouji Temple should be preserved.

"Kid, what brings you to Ryudong Temple?"

"I'm just dropping by, and I also want to ask Assassin some questions."

The samurai standing to the side became somewhat interested.

Ever since the Holy Grail War ended, he has been working as a gatekeeper outside, and today someone actually came to ask him for advice.

"Seeking advice? It's quite interesting that Saber's Master is seeking my advice."

Is it such a strange thing for me to come and ask for advice?

"It's already quite unusual for a Master to come and ask a Heroic Spirit for advice. Even now, the number of times Heroic Spirits and Mages come into contact is still not very high."

The relationship between Servants and Masters is actually very complex, and this complexity is not only reflected in the Holy Grail War.

It's common for Servants and Masters from different factions to dislike each other these days.

He didn't have much negative emotion towards this samurai, nor did he have any negative feelings towards the Heroic Spirit's Master. Just like how he had always been guarding the gate of Ryudou Temple, he was more like a gatekeeper than a Heroic Spirit.

"Is it really that abnormal? I think what I did was perfectly normal."

"Why do you say that, Saber's Master?"

"You Heroic Spirits are the greatest treasure in the Holy Grail War."

"Heroes from different eras have gathered in this era. Compared to the so-called Holy Grail, your value is much greater."

These words caused the samurai's expression to change slightly.

"They really have the audacity to say such a thing, actually claiming that we are the true treasure of the Holy Grail War."

"It's just facts."

“You from different eras possess different technologies and methods, and these are the most important things.”

The heroes of different eras possessed the knowledge and power of their respective times.

While modern technology is equally impressive, the knowledge and power of the past should not be underestimated.

Moreover, Shirou believes that heroes from any era are far more valuable than the science of this era. They often possess something far more precious, and these are the things Shirou desires most right now.

"If that's the case, then you should go find Saber."

“Saber’s swordsmanship is orthodox Western, but that kind of swordsmanship is not suitable for me.”

"I see. So you wanted to come and spar with me."

Now the samurai somewhat understands why Saber's Master has arrived.

Saying it was a friendly exchange was really just an attempt to learn his swordsmanship.

All of this piqued his interest as a samurai.

His swordsmanship is superhuman; only someone with nothing else to do could devote all his time to studying swordsmanship. But that wouldn't be possible for a magician.

"I'm not good at teaching people."

"I have never had any experience teaching others, but I do have a lot of experience killing people. If you're interested, I can play with you."

"That's a really wild way of putting it... but I'm quite interested in the idea of ​​killing people."

Shirou could hear the warning in his voice, but that's exactly the kind of person he wanted to find.

With his strength, speed, physique, and spirit already at their peak, Shirou now needs to enhance his technique.

The advancement of technology does not mean that Shirou needs to improve his combat skills.

He just needs to hone his combat experience.