Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

Mo Li and his group first arrived at the Einzbern castle. They were greeted by Emiya Kiritsugu and others, and they all came to the courtyard together.

Medea looked around all the way and when she reached the courtyard she said, "Wow, I didn't expect there are still such magnificent castles in modern times."

Emiya Kiritsugu responded calmly: "After all, it is an ancient family of magicians."

Mo Li said, "Emiya Kiritsugu, there is something you still need to do. Once you have done it, the Einzbern family will no longer pursue any further matters from you."

Emiya Kiritsugu was stunned for a moment, unable to imagine what could have such an effect, and immediately asked, "What is it?"

Mo Li told Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel what he had discussed with the old patriarch of the Einzbern family. The two were greatly shocked after hearing it.

"Is that great nation going to intervene in the Holy Grail War..." Emiya Kiritsugu pondered, "That's not too surprising. After all, they're relatively new to the magic world. If they could obtain a universal wish-granting machine, they could certainly surpass their predecessors. Furthermore, granting wishes is quite tempting even for a great nation..."

Irisviel was worried. "Will the master really forgive us? After all, we broke into the Einzbern residence and rescued Illya."

Mo Li said, "Don't worry. The new Einzbern family head splitting up due to disagreements with the previous one is completely different from the new family head rebelling against the Einzbern family and returning to Winter City to cause a disturbance. The impact on the Einzbern family is also very different. Even without my support, he would choose the former over the latter. If it were the latter, the Einzbern family would lose all face."

Moreover, in the original history, the Einzbern family simply disliked the loser Emiya Kiritsugu and prevented him from returning home to see Illya, but there was no behavior of attacking Emiya Kiritsugu.

Illya looked at Mo Li and smiled adorably: "Thank you, brother, for saving me!"

On the way back to Fuyuki, Irisviel had already explained the whole story to Illya. The fact that she suddenly rushed back home and brought Illya with her was beyond everyone's expectations, not to mention that she brought an unfamiliar Heroic Spirit with her.

Li Qiye smiled and rubbed Illya's head: "The rescue hasn't been completely successful yet. Let's talk about it after we complete the final steps."

Illya: "Okay!"

Kiritsugu Emiya looked at Illya with worry. He didn't have much time left to live, and he couldn't let Illya die as young as him.

His gaze shifted to Mo Li's face, which seemed to be smiling but actually showed little emotion. Emiya Kiritsugu could only hope that this man really had a way to save Illya.

Irisviel suddenly said, "Someone's coming again."

Altria said, "Lancelot and I will go and pick it up."

……

The two came to the door.

All I can say is that fortunately, because they knew someone was coming, the Einzbern maids opened the door and did not close it deliberately, otherwise Iskandar, who came in his chariot, would definitely have crashed the door.

At this moment, there were not only Iskandar and Weber on the chariot, but also Kirei Kotomine and Hassan the Hundred Faces. As the owner of the chariot, Iskandar did not seem to be afraid that Hassan the Hundred Faces and the others had any intention of assassinating the king.

The two met by chance. Kotomine Kirei saw Iskandar passing by and simply took a ride with him.

Iskandar glanced at the maids, then at Artoria and Lancelot who had rushed over from the courtyard. "Hey, Saber, you're the ones coming out to greet us, but why is that Berserker still wearing black armor?"

Altria, who was dressed in men's clothing, said, "Sir Lancelot is in a frenzied state right now, which can easily scare people. This is good."

Kotomine Kirei jumped out of the car and said to Altria, "How many people have arrived now?"

"The Lancers and the Hero King's groups haven't arrived yet."

Kotomine Kirei took out several boxes stacked together from the chariot: "I need to borrow the kitchen here. I have brought all the ingredients."

Artoria said incomprehensibly, "Huh? You want to use the kitchen?"

Kotomine Kirei said as a matter of course: "That's right, now that all the heroes have gathered together, I want to challenge you with my own abilities. My cooking skills are what I rely on!"

Altria: "...Okay, just let the maid take you there."

Kotomine Kirei immediately asked for help from a maid of the Einzbern family, and then went to the kitchen with Hassan the Hundred Faces. At this time, he felt that it was good to have more people in Hassan the Hundred Faces, at least there were enough people to handle the ingredients and make food.

Iskandar said expectantly, "I'm really looking forward to what special food the Master can come up with to challenge us."

The King of Conquerors, who still had no idea how incredible Kotomine Kirei's cooking skills were, laughed ignorantly.

"Hahaha, all right, King of Knights, quickly take us to the party venue! Since it's a party, of course we have to drink, and we need a good place to drink. Let's go to the courtyard!"

"Okay, come with us." Artoria turned and walked into the castle. Kuanglan said nothing and followed Artoria back.

Iskandar picked up the barrel and followed with Weber.

Arriving in the courtyard, Iskandar put down the wine barrel and said to Mo Li, "Hey, Mo Li, this is a gathering of seven heroes after all. Can you help your Servant regain his sanity and join us in the feast?"

"Well..." Mo Li looked at Lancelot. The frantic Lancelot could indeed regain his sanity. Although he was hit by the sword set by the earliest Berserker, he was not beyond salvation. After the Moon World was improved, there would be plenty of ways to solve his problems.

What's more, Kuanglan herself is rational and sometimes even acts crazy and stupid.

Li Qiye smiled helplessly, then extended his hand to Kuang Lan and said, "In the name of the Berserker Master, completely restore Lancelot's sanity!"

A circular command seal on Mo Li's hand glowed, and then became a little dimmer.

Weber looked at Mo Li in shock: "You actually used up a Command Spell just for something like this!"

Mo Li said, "Yes, what else? And Lancelot who has fully regained his sanity might be even more difficult to deal with."

Iskandar laughed heartily: "Hahaha, I'm becoming more and more optimistic about you! Mr. Mo Li!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was standing by, said to Mashu, "Senior Mo's method of using the Command Seals seems quite capricious."

Mashu responded, "Because he's not under any pressure, right? He should be pretty strong."

After using the Command Spell, although black smoke was still coming out of Lancelot's body, it was quickly retracted under his control, and then he took off his helmet.

The face of a middle-aged man, looking weathered, appeared before everyone. Artoria felt a little sad when she saw him. Compared to the high-spirited knight in her memory, he looked exhausted. "Sir Lancelot, I pushed you too hard..."

"My king, we have no complaints against you, please don't mind it." Lancelot greeted Artoria.

"But Britain had already reached its end under my rule, and it was all due to my incompetence..."

Lancelot continued, "My king, please do not doubt yourself. You are our absolute king. You are our common choice, and you were the chosen king of all of Britain. The kingdom's demise is its own fault, not yours."

At this moment, Li Qiye suddenly said, "Altria, do you mind if I interrupt you?"

Artoria looked at Mo Li. The other party was very outstanding and was almost the king of the land under his feet. What did he want to say?

Altria took a deep breath, calming her flustered mood: "Please speak."

Mo Li said, "You are the king. As a king, you only need to fulfill your royal duties. Artoria, do you understand? If I were in your position, I wouldn't do much more than you. As a man, I can solve Guinevere's problems in advance, which you can't compare to. But the problem of your country's demise does not lie here."

Mo Li looked at Lancelot and said, "A country is never supported by a single king. Just like Lancelot said, the end of the kingdom is the fault of the entire kingdom. The fall of ancient Britain was the fault of all the subjects in your country. If your subjects were capable of governing Britain well, then your country would not have perished. Conversely, the fact that your country has perished simply proves that you are incompetent."

Mo Li walked over to Artoria, placed his hands on her shoulders, and looked directly into her eyes: "You know what? When I learned that a country actually needed to rely on a sword in the stone to choose its own king, I knew that this country would not last long, because this is too much of a joke. In my Chinese land, our emperors have always won their own thrones, not by relying on things like the Chosen King or the Sword in the Stone to determine who is capable of becoming king."

"You pulled out the Sword in the Stone and became Britain's Chosen King of that era. Through your efforts, you indeed became the Knight King. However, since you chose to carry the legend hailed by all, then the moment the Sword in the Stone broke, the kingdom you ruled would naturally be destroyed, wouldn't it? Your qualification to become king was certified by pulling out the Sword in the Stone, not by becoming king and then pulling out the Sword."

"After all, the path you chose was to pull out the Sword in the Stone and be recognized as the Chosen King. Naturally, the Sword in the Stone played a major role in your path to kingship. If you didn't need the Sword in the Stone, didn't believe in those legends, and instead created a country with your own abilities, then your ending would definitely not be this, and your country wouldn't have perished during your reign."

Altria gritted her teeth: "You..."

Mo Li continued, "Altria, your way of kingship, do you want to become the king and rule Britain in that era, or is it that the sword in the stone represents the will of heaven choosing you to rule Britain? Have you ever thought about this question? This is your biggest problem!"