Doraemon for an imperfect world

So why is this prop used up so quickly?

Looking at the playing cards that had been used up without him noticing and now only had less than twenty cards, Doraemon suddenly felt a sense of urgency as if his hands were on fire.

The misfortune that would come with such a huge fortune was daunting, even though it had the security of the 22nd century and would not be in danger of life.

Ahhh, what should I do?

"Ahem." Ellie coughed forcefully twice. "Anyway, can you tell me what this magic costume is and why it came after my daughter?"

"Daughter?" Rin Toosaka looked at Eri's height, then carefully examined the condition of the ruby. After repeatedly kneading and interrogating her, she confirmed that the magical girl's power had been retained in Illya for unknown reasons. Finally, she helplessly explained, "To begin with, we were commissioned by the Clock Tower to collect cards."

"card?"

"It's a tool made of complex magic, possessing special powers. If it's taken by a bad person, it can easily destroy an entire city."

For safety reasons, Toosaka Rin didn't take out the cards she carried in front of these strangers. Instead, she explained vaguely, "By the way, this magic tool was also made by the Mage Marshal, the holder of the Second Law."

Volume 3 Type-Moon: Chapter 156: My Dream is to Become a Scientist

Sounds like a suspicious setting.

"Oh right." Doraemon seemed to have thought of something and walked forward and asked, "Could you please just stand here and don't move?"

"Huh? What do you want to do?"

Toosaka Rin asked warily.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal." Doraemon took out the instruction manual making machine and glanced at Toosaka Rin, then he and Sakura behind him began to observe it carefully.

It turned out to be the case.

Doraemon turned the page and suddenly found that there was another thing on Rin Tohsaka:

【Archer's Job Card】

[The card that Miyu brought to this world when she fulfilled her wish was created by Julian and has the ability to trigger the power of heroic spirits.]

[Note: When the boy called out, the only one who responded was himself. Between saving the world and saving himself, he chose saving one person as his ideal.]

[How to use: ...]

"Okay, I understand!" Doraemon put the instruction manual into his pocket and sighed helplessly, "I'll help."

Obviously, this is not a world created by the telephone booth, but a parallel world that already exists. Otherwise, it would not be so complicated and involve the development of other parallel worlds.

Save the world or something.

It seems like I've been led into some serious trouble again.

Ahhh, if it keeps going like this, how long will it take before I can go home?

But there is really no way to just leave it alone.

It could have been saved but wasn't. If something like that really happened, it would feel guilty for the rest of its life.

"Huh? Help?" Toosaka Rin asked in surprise.

"Well, collecting cards with the power of heroic spirits, right?" Doraemon said, "But not now. Let's spend the time with this kid first."

Doraemon said, patting Ellie's back gently. "If you have anything you want to ask, just ask."

“Eh? Eh…”

At this time, Illya was still in a state of helplessness. She was suddenly forced to form a contract with an unknown magic wand, her mother suddenly turned into a child about the same age as herself, and there was also an unknown blue round existence. This series of shocks was really too intense for her.

At this moment, a short-haired girl with white hair, red eyes, and unusually plump breasts came over:

"It's so noisy... Madam?"

Illya was shocked at the time. "How did you know that?"

"You are... I see." Ai Li looked at the other person's hair color and pupils and immediately understood his identity. "Where is Kiritsugu?"

"Eh? Did you lose your memory?" Lijielit asked, squatting down and coming over. "And you've become so small?"

"That's a long story," said Airi. "Anyway, Kiritsugu and I did give up the Holy Grail War, right? What happened after that?"

Illya looked around. "What is the Holy Grail War?"

Lijielit tilted her head and said, "I'll go get Sera."

"Please, tell me now, it's really important to me!"

Lijielit blinked and looked at Illya beside her inconspicuously. Ellie immediately understood what she meant and pulled Lijielit aside in Illya's confused eyes. Not long after, Ellie came back and hugged Illya.

Illya looked at Lijelite and then at Doraemon beside her, and her little brain almost froze.

"That's good, Illya. That's enough. Please forgive Mom and Dad for the choices they made."

In the bewildered eyes of Illya, she hugged Illya tightly, then gritted her teeth, turned around, and walked through the portal without looking back. She didn't dare to stay any longer. After seeing Illya's other possibility with her own eyes, she was even more afraid to stay here, because she was afraid that if she stopped, she might not be able to continue to resolutely go to participate in the Holy Grail War.

But in order to realize Kiritsugu's ideal, she must participate in this war as the Lesser Holy Grail until the very last moment.

"Sorry to bother you." Doraemon bowed deeply, then took out the time phone. "Hello, is this my future self?"

After all, it still has to deal with the Holy Grail War, so it's better to resolve the Holy Grail War first and then deal with things here. In order to prevent accidentally forgetting, it's better to remind your future self.

"Well, don't worry, I already know."

After saying that, the person on the other end hung up the phone, and then another Doraemon with a time belt appeared in the same place, accompanied by Scorpio and Sakura.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Doraemon said and returned to the other side of the door.

"Oh, right." Doraemon from the future seemed to have thought of something and reminded, "Be careful with the lucky playing cards!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Well...it was stolen."

"Ah? Okay, I'll pay attention." Doraemon nodded, then closed the Anywhere Door and returned to his original world through the phone booth before continuing, "Okay, then who else wants to give it a try?"

"How about it? Do you want to give it a try?" Iskandar looked at Gilgamesh and encouraged him.

"I am content with my present state," Gilgamesh said disdainfully. "To desire other possibilities is to deny the choices I have made in the past. Whether it is right or wrong, good or bad, I will not abandon what belongs to me."

"What an incredible generosity!" Iskandar exclaimed. "What about you?"

Sakura shook her head. "There's nothing I'd like to change about the past."

"Because you are still a child, you don't have too many regrets?" Iskandar asked with a smile.

"Well, although I was a little unhappy about being adopted into the Matou family at first, if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have met Doraemon, right?" Sakura said, stroking her chest. "I don't have any regrets about the past. What I really want to change is the future world."

"future?"

"That's right!" Sakura clenched her fists and said seriously, "I want to be the greatest scientist and deconstruct all mysteries!"

"Are you crazy?" Weber complained. "How could you possibly do something like that?"

"Of course I can do it!" Sakura said firmly. "After all, magic itself is 'something humans can do,' right? Just like the insect magic of the Matou family is essentially something like pheromones. One says that magic itself is a signpost. As long as I study the existing magic system and explain it scientifically, I will definitely be able to realize my wish!"

"No, no, no." Waver shook his head vigorously. "You'll be besieged by magicians from all over the world before you even start doing this."

"Indeed, but I won't give up." Sakura hesitated for a long time, but finally made up her mind. Although she was still a child, she could already guess how inhuman those magicians were from the fact that the disaster caused by the caster was downplayed and pushed onto ordinary people, and they didn't even care how many innocent families would be broken up.

In comparison, Doraemon, a creation of science, is like a fairy in fairy tales.

Thinking about this, she looked at Gilgamesh.

Dad is not here, so can he see it?

Out of some small desire for revenge, she still hoped that Tokiomi could hear her wish.

Volume 3: Type Moon Chapter 157: The King's Controversy

"What an amazing wish." Doraemon squinted his eyes and sighed, "Well, I'll hire you some bodyguards when the time comes."

It's only ten yen anyway, so it shouldn't be a big deal to pull a few Heroic Spirits from Valhalla, right?

"That's pretty much what I said." Scorpio nodded. "It's up to me to fulfill our wish."

Medusa looked around, then asked with some difficulty:

"If the phone booth... wants to be smaller, is that possible?"

"Of course you can." Doraemon said, "But why do you want to make yourself smaller?"

"Because of my height..." Medusa lowered her head and said, "I was this height before the curse... Among the three Gorgon sisters, I am the only woman of this height."

Are you anxious about your body shape?

"Of course, please." Doraemon said.

Medusa took a deep breath and walked into the phone booth with great anticipation. When she came out, she had become a little girl with purple hair who looked about eleven or twelve years old.

"Is even this possible?" Iskandar patted Waver's head and asked, "In that case, why don't you give it a try? Maybe you can become a great figure."

"I do not want it!"

Weber turned his head away. He still didn't trust the prop. After all, not to mention creating a world or something, just traveling through parallel worlds was already at the level of magic.

At the same time, Saber finally couldn't help but stand up and said, "If possible, can you let me use that item?"

"Of course no problem." Doraemon said, "What wish do you want to fulfill?"

"I, I once drew the sword of the King of Kings, and then became the King of Britain." Saber said, "But I failed in that duty, so I want to know, if it was someone else who drew the sword, would everything be different?"

"King Arthur?" Iskandar's eyes flashed with understanding. "I thought there were only two kings present, but I didn't expect the famous King Arthur to be here too."

As he was speaking, he suddenly changed the subject and placed the wine glass back on the table. "So, you want to deny your past, the history you created together with your people as a king?"

"That's right!" Saber said without hesitation, "The country that I dedicated my life to protecting as a king has been destroyed. Is there anything wrong with me wanting to save it?"

As soon as the words fell, Archer burst into laughter. "Hahahaha, this is ridiculous. Did you hear that, Rider? This little girl actually said something about dedicating her body and soul to the country?"

"What's wrong with that!" Saber retorted, "As the ruler of a country, you should wholeheartedly hope that the country you govern will prosper forever."

"No, you're wrong, utterly wrong." Iskandar said sternly, "It's not the king who dedicates himself, but the people who dedicate their all to the country. It shouldn't be the other way around!"

"That's the rule of a tyrant!" Saber said excitedly, "Evil people like you are not qualified to be kings!"

In an instant, the atmosphere on the scene became tense.

Doraemon subconsciously reached into his pocket to grab the peace antenna, but at that moment, Gilgamesh's scarlet pupils glared at him with a chilling chill, and golden ripples spread out behind him like a protest. "Watch your behavior, cultivator! Since you have pleased me, I will forgive you for what happened before, but if you dare to overstep your bounds again, be prepared to die!"

Scorpio walked up to Doraemon without saying a word, his equally crimson eyes staring at Gilgamesh without flinching.

That is a view that stands completely outside the human species and examines humans from a purely inhuman standpoint and perspective.

"Hey, little girl." Iskandar, realizing this, suddenly asked Scorpio, "If you had to choose, which king would you prefer to follow?"

Scorpio looked at Iskandar with genuine doubt in his eyes.

"I don't understand." Scorpio asked back, "Why do you think there is a possibility that I would choose you instead of Saber?"

One king says he will sacrifice everything for the people, while the other says the people should sacrifice everything for him. Most people would probably choose the former, right?

But where did this conqueror king get the confidence to put these two things on the two ends of the scale to measure them?

"So you want to choose her?" Iskandar's tone did not show any loss because of Scorpio's rejection.

"I hate all backward systems, but if I have to choose, Saber's philosophy is obviously better for the majority of humans at the bottom of society, and is more conducive to the development and progress of the human race."

"Superficial!" Iskandar looked at Saber and said, "A so-called king should be greedier and more extravagant than anyone else, more heroic when laughing than anyone else, and more vicious when angry than anyone else. Only those who have such a perfect balance of good and evil can be admired by others, and only then will ministers be attracted to the king out of envy, and only then will the masses have the aspiration to 'I too want to be the best!'"

Scorpio nodded thoughtfully, and then gave his own evaluation:

"Feudalism, oppression, backwardness, and exploitation—in the past, people would have similar thoughts due to the strict class structure and the limitations of the times... well, that's understandable."

"Haha." Seeing this, Iskandar laughed instead of getting angry. "Is this how you evaluate me?"

Scorpio nodded calmly. "Indeed, a centralized king is a symbol of backwardness. A truly great person has no need for luxury or majesty, and would even humbly deny such lofty titles as king or god. He only needs to stand there, and people will yearn and admire him from the bottom of their hearts. Then, they will spontaneously regard him as their idol and follow his footsteps."

Uh……

Doraemon shrank his neck in a somewhat embarrassing way. Who is he talking about? Could it be me?

Weird.

but……

Hey hey hey.

"Anyway, let's stop arguing." Doraemon tried to persuade him, "Really? Why do you always want to force others to accept the same ideas as you? Isn't it better to seek common ground while reserving differences?"