Doraemon for an imperfect world

Medusa said as she grasped a weapon made of a chain and a dagger and rushed forward like a bullet, easily cutting off several tentacles and then casually putting the rescued people back to the ground. She then continued to squat on the fence by the river, always alert to the enemy's next attack.

Not only the sea monster in the distance, but also other servants nearby.

Well, a Servant.

So how on earth was I summoned?

While being somewhat confused about why she was on guard against the huge creature in the fog, she looked to the side and saw Lancer and Saber walking out of the fog respectively. The one driving the ox cart in the sky was probably Rider, which showed that Caster had already incurred public wrath.

"Is the enemy on the sea?" Lancer asked in a somewhat distressed tone. "Saint, do you have any solution?"

"I've already said I'm not a saint!" Saber explained helplessly, "But I was once blessed by fairies, and I can indeed fight on the water."

Although there was a suspicion of exposing her real name, she really didn't want to fight under someone else's name.

"Is that so?" Lander nodded, then looked at Medusa squatting on the fence. "This... should be Assassin, right? Do you have any solution?"

In his opinion, since he was a spearman, the saint next to him was a swordsman, and the one in the sky was obviously a cavalryman, then according to the process of elimination, the only ones left were assassins or archers. After all, considering the other party's mental state, he couldn't be a berserker, right?

Judging from the opponent's swift speed, it is obvious that he is closer to an assassin.

Medusa:……

If I say that I have no job restrictions, will the other party believe me?

"It's okay." Doraemon stepped forward. "If it's inconvenient to fight in the water, then leave it to me!"

"Raccoon cat?" Ellie asked in a low voice behind Saber.

"No way!" Doraemon excitedly opened his arms and waved them vigorously, "The human is a cat-shaped robot! A cat-shaped robot from the 22nd century! A cat-shaped robot!"

"Humph, ridiculous." Kenneth's voice echoed through the air. "Time travel with a physical body is a concept included in the Second Law."

"I don't understand the second method, but I'm not a raccoon cat anyway!" Doraemon said very dissatisfiedly, and then took out his own prop "Moses Cane——" from his pocket.

Just like Moses who parted the sea in the legend, the same operation can be achieved with this prop.

"River water." Doraemon pointed his cane at the huge sea monster with one hand, "Separate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the river in front of him automatically parted to the sides as if it had received an irresistible oracle, revealing a dry riverbed and the bewildered sea monster.

Volume 3 Type-Moon: Chapter 146: The End of Monsters

"What a disgusting sight."

Not far away, Gilgamesh stood on a street lamp, looking at the battlefield in the distance with disdain.

"Although they are just a bunch of scum, they were once famous and powerful. Now they are unable to do anything to such an ugly monster."

He didn't want to do it himself. It was the responsibility of his ministers to clean up the pests in the garden, and it was not his turn to make a personal judgment.

After all, that ugly caster is not worthy, and the other servants are even less worthy. The king has the dignity of a king, and not everyone is qualified to be his enemy.

"How pathetic," he commented, regardless of whether it was the caster who constantly spoke of being a god or the other servants who were as boring as clowns.

It simply couldn't arouse his interest at all.

Forget it, let’s go back.

But just as he was thinking this, a very disappointing voice rang in his ears:

"My king, that giant beast is a pest that has trampled upon your garden," Tokiomi said urgently, "Please kill it as soon as possible."

What a tactless minister.

But Gilgamesh temporarily forgave the other party's transgression and simply said, "That's the gardener's job."

"My king." Tokiomi hurriedly tried to find a reason to get this unruly king to take action. In addition to maintaining the mystery of magic, he also had his dignity to protect - he was the manager of Fuyuki City, and naturally he could not allow a monster to kill people on his territory.

This is what is meant by "a high position brings heavy responsibilities."

But if the Command Spell is used like this, given Archer's personality, there will inevitably be disagreements later on.

But this situation happened so suddenly that he had no room to prepare in advance.

"Enough, Tokiomi!" Gilgamesh shouted. "Do you want to give me orders?"

"That's absolutely not my intention!" Tokiomi quickly denied. "I simply wish to ask you to save as many innocent citizens as possible, granting them the honor of being blessed by your grace, so that more people can admire your glory."

Although Tokiomi spoke respectfully, Gilgamesh still felt offended.

This guy essentially had no respect for him, and the words he said were like a joke to coax a child, without any sincerity at all.

Although he barely passed the test as a jester, he always couldn't distinguish between the primary and the secondary, and the superior and the inferior.

What on earth does he take the majesty of a king for?

Just as he was thinking, Gilgamesh suddenly saw a scene that aroused his interest.

I saw that the lake water actually separated by itself, as if it had received some supreme decree.

Um? interesting.

Gilgamesh transformed into a spirit particle and headed in that direction. Seeing this, Tokiomi finally breathed a sigh of relief - but it didn't take long for his eyes to widen again.

Through the vision shared with Gilgamesh, he suddenly saw that his daughter Sakura - although she had been adopted into the Matou family - was also among the many Servants, and there was a very obvious Command Seal on her hand!

Why is Sakura there?

He couldn't help but stand up immediately. That was the Holy Grail War. In order to fight for the almighty wish-granting machine, heroes from ancient times to the present were resurrected as servants. Showing up in such a cruel battlefield was tantamount to seeking death, not to mention that she was just a child!

She is only six years old!

"Damn it, that guy Kariya!"

Toosaka Tokiomi couldn't help but punch the wall. He actually wanted to get Sakura back as early as a year ago when the head of the Matou family died mysteriously. During that time, he specially ran to the Matou family and repeatedly wanted to analyze the methods and motives of the murderer - after all, this was on his territory!

As for a magician who targets the already impoverished Matou family, the only thing he might want is the Magic Seal, and at most his own daughter. After all, he knows how talented Sakura is. With that kind of talent, if she cannot inherit the magic path, she will be buried in formaldehyde.

However, the situation analyzed from the ruins of the Matou family seemed to show that only the magic of the Matou family existed and there was no involvement of any second party. In addition, Matou Nozuru and Matou Kariya did not seem to feel that their father had died. Therefore, after Matou Kariya brought Sakura back, he did not ask too many questions. After all, if he asked too many questions about the magic inheritance of other families, he might be mistaken for inquiring about their family's technology, which might affect his own children.

Of course, if you insist, he did not gain nothing. In the ruins of the Tōsaka family's old house, he used magic to separate a certain obsession of Matou Zouken during his lifetime, which can basically be summarized by two keywords: "playing cards" and "word spirits". At the same time, he also found a missing person notice issued by Matou Zouken at the police station, as well as a hand-drawn, blue, round familiar or something like that.

Although he didn't know what that meant, seeing his six-year-old daughter standing with a group of servants who could take her life at any time, and facing a giant beast that was obviously mentally abnormal, Tōsaka Tokiomi's blood pressure suddenly rose.

puff--

On the battlefield, Saber's weapon had just cut open the opponent's huge tumor, and the next moment the flesh and blood inside began to wriggle and recover quickly. The same situation occurred on the other servants. Even if they were cut with huge wounds, they could regenerate quickly. Even if they were pierced by a spear that could prevent the wound from healing, it was nothing compared to their huge size. The blasphemous and vigorous vitality burned in their bodies like a furnace.

It can even continue to prey on humans despite the wounds left by other servants.

"Regeneration level four?" Scorpio commented.

Sakura: "What?"

"This means they can regenerate even after losing most of their internal organs. They must be completely annihilated to defeat these monsters," Scorpio explained. "The next level up, Regeneration Level Five, allows them to regenerate at the molecular level even in magma at -200 degrees Celsius or thousands of degrees Celsius simply by adapting to the environment."

"Look, Joan of Arc, do you feel this powerlessness?" Gilderley asked frantically. "It's just like when we faced the so-called judgment. Even if we try our best, we can't cut off the enemy, but the malice from the gods!"

"This won't work. The opponent's self-healing ability is too strong." Doraemon asked anxiously, "Is there any way to suppress its self-healing ability?"

"Impossible." Weber shook his head. "They've preyed on too many humans, and the magic power they've gained is simply too much."

Is it possible to regenerate because it eats humans?

"So, all we have to do is make it spit out the person it ate, right?" Doraemon said as he anxiously searched his pockets. Scorpio silently caught the props Doraemon had casually thrown out in mid-air and put them back into his pocket after a while. "No, why can't I always find useful props at the critical moment... Forget it, let's just leave it at that!"

Doraemon held up the lucky playing card and said, "Make that monster spit out the person it ate intact!"

Volume 3: Type Moon: Chapter 147: Light and Heavy Lanterns

boom--

A thick tentacle slammed hard on the river bank, and the concrete on the ground suddenly cracked, with debris flying everywhere. Ellie couldn't help but scream, and blood immediately flowed from her arm.

She gritted her teeth, covered the wound, and began to try to use healing magic, but the huge monster in front of her was still wreaking havoc in the fog.

This won’t work. Unless you use a Noble Phantasm, it’s impossible to completely destroy that monster!

But using the Noble Phantasm at the same time means revealing one's real name. Once the real name is revealed in this battle, it will be easy for others to target him.

Saber must also know this.

But even so, it must be done.

Saber looked at the crowd on the riverbank. Her dignity as a knight made it impossible for her to watch the people being harmed by the sea monster, so...

"Make that monster spit out the person it ate intact!"

Um?

Saber turned around and saw the round, blue creature of unknown form holding up a deck of cards and scolding the sea demon in front of him.

What is this doing?

Just as she was feeling bewildered, the massive sea monster suddenly twitched. It straightened its body and trembled. Gildre's roar filled the mist.

"Wait! What's going on? No! Impossible! Oh God! Oh, the evil Lord in heaven, I will never..."

Along with a scream, the monster's blood was sprayed out high along with something else. Saber looked carefully above her head and saw that what was sprayed out were living people who were still screaming.

How is this going?

No, even if they were sprayed out from this height, those people would definitely not survive unless a miracle happened.

Even if all the servants present worked together, it would be impossible to save so many people!

"Light and heavy lights——"

Just as she was thinking about it, Saber saw the unknown blue being take out a flashlight and shine it towards the sky. The falling speed of everything that was illuminated slowed down, and it slowly fell to the ground like a feather. Even a few that were blown onto the sea surface floated on the water without any signs of silence.

As the crowd was ejected, the massive sea monster began to shrink and disintegrate, leaving behind a resentful Caster, who plummeted from the sky. As he fell, he stretched out his hand toward the sky, as if trying to pull something down from the heavens.

"God..."

Before he could finish his words, Lancer threw his spear, which instantly pierced his body.

The first servant to be eliminated appeared.

But she did not relax. Saber returned to Ellie's side, and Lancer was also standing not far away, ready to go. This is what war is all about. Even if heroes from ancient times to the present admire each other, they will eventually have to fight on the same battlefield for victory, for the only wishing machine.

But at this moment, the ox cart flashing with thunder came down, forcibly stopping the tension between the two sides with unparalleled heroism.

"Stop right there!" He opened his arms. "No disrespect in front of the king!"

"Be careful, master." Medusa stopped in front of Sakura and whispered.

"I am Iskandar, the King of Conquerors. I have descended upon this Holy Grail War as Rider!" Amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd, he first restrained the agitated Waver, then gazed passionately at Doraemon, who was standing behind Medusa with Sakura. "You were the one who parted the river, forced the monsters to spit out the humans, and slowed everyone's descent, right?"

"Actually, it's the function of this light." Doraemon shook the prop in his hand a little embarrassedly, and then stuffed it back into his pocket along with the other props caught by Scorpio. "With this future prop, we can adjust the weight of the object. As long as the weight is lighter, the falling speed will naturally slow down."

"How is that possible?" Waver retorted subconsciously while huddled inside the Godly Chariot. "Didn't Galileo prove that objects of all weights fall at the same speed?"

"That's because we have to consider the effect of air resistance," Doraemon explained seriously. "It's like the falling speed of a feather and the same weight of metal are completely different."

"No, no, what about the conservation of mass and energy?" Weber continued to ask.

"Well, in the future, the law of conservation of mass and energy will be completely unimportant." Doraemon said lightly - apart from anything else, just a drop of multiplying fluid on anything will easily break this irreversible truth of the 21st century.

What common sense, what theorem, what inviolable truth.

The technological level of the 22nd century has long since completely eliminated all of this.

"I see. These are truly incredible things." Iskandar rubbed his chin and smiled. "In that case, why not take these tools with you and join my army? The same goes for all the heroes of different eras. If you join my army, I will treat you like friends and share the joy of conquering the world with you!"

Conquer the world...

The smile on Doraemon's face suddenly froze.

"Really? Why do people always want to start wars?" Doraemon pointed at the burly man in front of him and asked, "Is invading other countries and killing people who should have nothing to do with them something to show off?"

"It's not an invasion! It's a conquest!" Iskandar explained, flinging his cloak. "The conquered will become my subjects and share my glory!"

"In the end, you still want to start a war! You rulers just love to glorify your actions, using pretty words to cover up your brutality! And then let others pay with their lives for it!"

"That's just how humans are." Scorpio nodded, standing aside. "Because the other party is a monarch from the forbidden period, his thinking is also limited by the times."

"Human...habits?" Sakura looked at Scorpio in surprise. "This description is as if my sister is not human."

Scorpio naturally asks back, "Do I look human?"

Sakura looked at the other party's fluffy, wriggling and flashing tentacles and shook her head silently.

Uh...it doesn't look like it.