In the dim magic workshop, dea and Shirou stood facing each other.
Shirou didn't interrupt dea's thinking but waited with full concentration.
After a while, dea finally said, "Berserker, do you still rember saving Lancer's Master yesterday?"
Shirou nodded, "I rember. Because I'm not skilled enough, I let them go both tis."
'If the first ti I had used armor fusion, or if I hadn't saved Bazett the second ti...'
dea chuckled softly, "So easily exposing your own flaws, should I say you don't know how to hide your strength, or are just straightforward inside and out?"
"What are you trying to say?", Shirou asked bluntly.
dea didn't mind his attitude, took off her hood, and revealed the face of a simple country girl, "You should be glad that up to now, not a single Servant has been eliminated."
"What do you an?"
"Exactly what the words an. Your kindness has helped a lot, Berserker," dea said, "The Master, as the vessel of the Lesser Holy Grail, you should know, in the Holy Grail War, Servants that are eliminated don't go directly into the Greater Holy Grail. That 'task' is completed by the Lesser Holy Grail."
"As for Servants, the souls of Heroic Spirits, I don't need to explain what they are, right?"
dea used High-Speed Divine Words and created a mirror, inside of which was a typhoon engulfing the sky and flooding the city.
"This is the scene of a Servant's soul being absorbed by the Master."
"Just like a storm," Shirou responded.
He knew about this matter. In order to suppress the Servant's soul, every ti a soul was absorbed, Illya had to shut down her body functions as part-human.
Until eventually, the Lesser Holy Grail would be completed into the Greater Holy Grail.
"As long as you understand, it's easy to explain," dea said, then suddenly fell silent.
"Berserker?", She seed to have so suspicion.
"What?", Shirou was puzzled as to why dea suddenly stopped speaking.
"You weren't a magus before, right?"
"No," Shirou folded his arms, "I was just an ordinary student."
"An apprentice of magecraft? That's acceptable," dea assud what he ant by "student" was soone learning magic.
Shirou didn't bother correcting her.
dea continued the earlier topic, "Since you know, then you should understand, the Lesser Holy Grail after absorbing Servants and the Lesser Holy Grail that hasn't are two different things."
"I see," Shirou seriously stroked his chin.
Forging the Emperor Armor had let him grasp the Einzbern's alchemy. Though still an amateur, he was an amateur with a solid theoretical base.
If you compare the Lesser Holy Grail that hasn't absorbed souls to clear water, then once it does, it becos like water tainted by ink that cannot be wiped clean. One drop causes great contamination.
The soul of a Servant is just that terrifying.
Shirou roughly understood what dea was about to say.
Before solving Illya's issue as the Lesser Holy Grail, no Servant must be eliminated.
Otherwise, trying to save Illya would be like filtering clear water that's already been tainted with ink.
The difficulty goes without saying.
"Looks like, as a magus, you have quite so talent," dea smiled pleasantly.
She didn't dislike people who could keep up with her topic, it made her feel the charm of speaking the sa language.
"Originally, solving the Master's issue as the Lesser Holy Grail wasn't that hard. But the modern age isn't the Age of Gods, materials are scarce, and the level of mystery is also insufficient."
"So the troubleso part is gathering materials?"
Just as Shirou was about to ask whether System-san had a way, dea said, "Not necessarily."
She looked at Shirou and, after a slight pause, said, "That Noble Phantasm you took out earlier outside, that very noble belt, could you show it to again?"
"You an the Emperor Belt?", With a thought, Shirou summoned the belt and handed it to dea.
dea gently stroked it and exclaid, "If we're talking purely about structure, its craftsmanship is undoubtedly close to perfect. The mystery is also very powerful, just why does it feel so modern and scientific... wait a second, could it be..."
dea's expression changed slightly. She went to the workbench, placed the Emperor Armor's belt on it, and like a researcher, began examining it carefully.
After a long ti, she sighed, "To think... such a Noble Phantasm could exist."
"Berserker...", dea's expression was complicated, "Just where are you from as a Heroic Spirit, and how could you have sublimated... this kind of Noble Phantasm?"
"Does it not match the mystery?", Shirou ant the technology felt too advanced.
But dea shook her head and handed the Emperor Belt back to Shirou.
"A growable Noble Phantasm, I didn't misjudge. It was even forged according to your origin, right?"
"Yeah, that's right. Originally, it was supposed to accept the power of yin-yang and the five elents, but that turned out to be too difficult."
"That's only natural," dea said bluntly, "Looking across the world, such a Noble Phantasm could never appear again. The blacksmith who helped you forge it... I really want to et them. They must be an extraordinary magus."
"If you put it that way... I guess there's no problem," The system was very all-powerful, Shirou didn't deny it.
"If...", dea seed hesitant, then sighed, "Forget it, let's continue talking about the Master."
"Berserker, I've already found the solution."
Before Shirou could speak, she said, "If you're willing to abandon your Noble Phantasm, then this matter is easy."
"..."
"Not willing?", dea nodded naturally, "If I'm not mistaken, the Einzbern Lesser Holy Grail was made by imitating the core drive of your belt. It's just that their theory is too shallow, and their practical execution too weak, so their Lesser Holy Grail isn't as perfect as your belt."
"In other words, if your belt is modified to function as a Lesser Holy Grail to contain souls, then all problems can be solved."
Shirou remained silent, not because he was reluctant to part with the belt, but because he didn't know how to explain.
Should he say his belt was the one that imitated their tech?
Shaking his head, Shirou skipped this topic, "That simple? Just abandon the belt?"
"Hmm?", dea thought he hadn't understood and emphasized, "Yes, abandon the belt, give up your proof as a hero, your honor that resides in the Noble Phantasm, because it will beco a tool to contain souls and complete the Holy Grail."
This kind of action was no different than using the Glutton Queen's "Sword of Promised Victory" to shovel mud from a drainage ditch, any true hero would be unable to accept it.
But Shirou spoke lightly, "Then just take it. How do we modify it? Oh, let's take a break first. Making you do so much right after forming a contract, kinda makes feel bad."
As he spoke, Shirou threw the Emperor Belt to dea without hesitation.
"How about I go make so desserts?"
"..."
"You," dea was stunned, "do you even understand the importance of a Noble Phantasm to a Heroic Spirit?"
"I do," Shirou said strangely, "It's not just a hero's proof, it's also their trump card, a finishing move that can reverse the outco no matter the ti or place."
"Then why did you still—", dea couldn't understand. She completely couldn't understand this person.
'How can he...'
"If just losing a Noble Phantasm can bring happiness to soone, then I think, it must be the right thing to do."
In the dim room, the young man's face was so gentle. As if, even if the world ca to an end, he would still follow his path.
At that mont, dea vaguely thought of her holand, when she was once carefree.
'If only... back then, I could've t such a hero. Facing that deep blue sea...'
"Besides," Shirou raised his hand, "Projection, start!"
Click—
The trigger was pulled.
An identical Emperor Belt appeared in his hand.
"My own Noble Phantasm, I can project it however I like. The quality won't drop either."
dea was silent. The deep blue sea was shattered.
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