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Chapter 2
Her name was Arthuria…
….Arthuria Pendragon, illegitimate child of Uther Pendragon, last great king of Britain.
Uther's child was prophesized to be next rightful ruler of Britain by the wizard, Merlin….
…however when Arthuria was finally born, King Uther had rejected her due to her gender.
A female could never be a King, such was the law.
So the young Arthuria was left in the care of Merlin, who eventually gave her to Sir Ector to be trained as knight.
She was raised as a fine knight along with Sir Ector's son, Kay who she viewed as her brother.
She soon surpassed Kay and aimed to become even stronger, for the goal of eventually becoming the King, since she believed that only a King could save a country from ruin.
Eventually the so told day of the prophecy has arrived, the day where the man who would become King would be decided.
Many nobles and knights expecting that the way the king would be selected would be a simple contest of brute strength, with the last one standing becoming the winner.
However all they found upon arriving was a beautiful golden sword, firmly stuck inside a massive stone.
The wizard Merlin approached them and told them that whoever could pull out this sword, would be the rightful King of Britain.
Many tried to pull out the sacred sword, but all failed; she stepped forward to try pulling it out as well.
Her hands touched the handle and Merlin's voice echoed in her ears.
"Arthuria, you should carefully consider once more before you pull out this sword."
"There is no going back once you do, you will cease being human."
Such words were already wasted as her mind was already made up, she would save Britain by her own hands.
That's when it happened….
Arthuria suddenly felt her body roughly pushed aside by someone when she was about to pull out the sword. She briefly wondered who would defy this ceremony by doing something blatantly rude as she stepped up to look at the culprit, and she was surprised to witness what would appear to be a strange foreigner pull out the sword with all of it's majesty. She focused to take in more of his features, the man was definitely strange, he looked young yet he had a snow white hair that seemed to be an especially strange combination given his tan complexion. His red and black outfit was also strange; she didn't think that she had seen anything like it before, it didn't look like something a knight would wear though. Then she looked at the man face and more importantly his eyes, there was wisdom in them, the same wisdom that he would see in the old man, Merlin's eyes, and the man was probably far more experienced and wise than he looked. There was on more thing she had noticed in the eyes, it was an innate kindness, she was sure that this was a person who would protect the weak and help those in need.
Whoever pulled out the holy sword would be destined to be King; does this mean that this man was chosen by the sword? And more importantly, does this mean that this man is to be the future King, the saviour of Britain? She briefly wondered if she had ever a chance at pulling out the sword.
Merlin on the other hand was positively shitting himself right now; well he would be if he wasn't a more composed man than that. But the current events had infuriated him none the less; someone messed up his careful planning and probably ruined everything. No one was even supposed to be able to pull out the holy sword other than Arthuria, as he was sure to chant a spell to make it sure that the right King would be chosen, and more importantly the person he choose. And sure enough the spell seemed do to its magic seeing the dozens and dozens of nobles and knights who had failed to pull out the sword despite all their strength.
This meant that his magic was working right until the moment the boy mysteriously appeared seemingly out of nowhere and dared to mock him further by knocking his candidate out of the way. Only another mage at his level or higher would able to neutralize his enchantment, he briefly pondered if was the boy, but he dismissed it quickly. While the boy did have some magical energy and it flared up when he pulled the sword out he knew that he didn't and couldn't use any kind of magic that could counter his spells. That means someone else had done it, but who? They must be still nearby if his spell was only just broken.
He quickly looked around and sure enough he found something in the distance, his vision came across a long haired blonde woman dressed in a purple-white dress staring back at him in amusement, holding an expensive looking umbrella. It was a monster, yes definitely a monster he thought, no human being should be able to emit this much magical energy, her power was beyond his imagination, not even the dragons he had encountered emitted this much raw power, and dragons breathed pure prana for god's sake, he was wondering how the people around him weren't choking around from the amount of magic that was filling up the air.
If it was someone this powerful, then they would have no trouble destroying his enhancement. Her smile widened as if she could hear his thoughts, before casually stepping up into a black gap that she had just summoned.
….
Counter Guardian Emiya very much wished he was dead now, mainly because then he would be able to just disappear into spirit form and escape this mess. Indeed he has come to realize that he was very much in fact alive, whoever that sent him here undoubtedly fully incarnated him, which was all the more evident from his rising heartbeat given the situation he was in.
The gears were turning vigorously in his head, trying to figure out a way from this mess. He had just pulled out Caliburn the sword that chooses kings, in front of an audience non the less and prevented Saber from pulling it out. He was most likely deliberately sent to this specific location, so this was most likely the 'catch' of his deal, which probably meant that whoever sent him here wanted him to pull out this sword and probably to also make him the King. He now understood what she meant by 'You will live a life like no other'. He briefly entertained the thought of just rejecting his new role but decided against it, since he doubted that his benefactor would appreciate it much if he didn't play along, and who knows what sufferings a being capable of opposing Alaya would put him through a punishment.
Well that was only one of the reasons why it is better for him to just go with it….
He gazed at Saber who was looking back at him. …..Yes if he accepted, he would most likely spare Saber from her cruel fate and save her. She wouldn't have to wear the heavy burdens of a King, she wouldn't have to through her subordinates not understanding her and resenting her in turn, she wouldn't have to fight his own Son then wallow in sorrow that she had failed Britain and plunge herself into the grail wars. Yes, he was going to prevent all that, for Saber he is going to take this role.
'Heh, I find it ironic how the first thing I'm thinking about is saving someone, some things just never change I guess.'
He grasped the sword and look at the nobles with a determined look.
'I need to make my intentions clear.'
"My name is Shirou Emiya; by the right of this sword I 'am to be the future king of Britain."
"If you would like to see a better future come to this country support me and-"
Suddenly several knights drew their swords and started approaching him.
"Don't be ridiculous who would follow a suspicious foreigner like you! "
'Ah I guess I do must seem like a pretty strange sight in this timeline.'
While he thought this, one of the knights tried to stab him with his sword, Emiya however has skill fully avoided it, and then used the knight's momentum to throw him off his footing and successfully knock him out.
Another 2 knights lunged towards him, trying to take advantage of that that he turned his back towards them when defeating the first knight. To their surprise as if anticipating this, he simply turned around and smashed Caliburn into their swords, breaking them.
2 more left.
A bulkier knight tried to have a go at him with some heavy strikes; he parried a blow with Caliburn, then used his foot to trip off the knight, then pummelled the hilt of his sword into his gut, successfully incapacitating him.
The last one just dropped of his sword signalling his surrender, most likely not wanting to mess with someone who just beat 4 of his companions.
Knights of the old days or not, they were still no match for a former Counter Guardian.
He brandished his sword at the shocked nobles and said with an intimidating voice: "If anyone else wants to challenge my authority, then I will be glad to have a duel with them and show that I' am fit to rule this country!"
'Oh god I hope this works, people in this age solved everything by duelling and fighting, right?'
Then someone clapped and a man with a brown cloak came forward. "Well said Sir Emiya, well said." said while still happily clapping. "I 'am the Wizard Merlin, organizer of this ceremony, if you truly wish to assert your strength then I can organize a tournament where you can do so, but before that could we please have a talk, in private?"
'That silly looking guy is Merlin? He is nothing like I imagined, he looks way too young and lacks the stereotypical white beard, well considering King Arthur was a woman this is hardly strange now.' 'But more importantly I wonder what he wants with me, he probably doesn't like the fact that I pulled out the sword instead of Saber, would he try to eliminate me? That is a definite possibility, though I can't exactly just retreat in this kind of situation.'
Emiya agreed to have a talk with Merlin and followed him to a secluded part of the forest.
…
They had been walking for a while, which has started to bother Emiya, was he really going to try and kill him?
"Hey, how far are you going to take me?"
Merlin turned around to answer him.
"Let's see, this should be good enough, I doubt we were followed."
Merlin eyes suddenly flared golden and a world that shouldn't have been able to be pronounced by human tongue left his mouth "Wadk Zsedd"
Emiya felt stiff when hearing it, he couldn't move at all and was forced keep looking into those eyes of his. Merlin approached him and violently grabbed his head. 'This was it? Did I really get incarnated only to be killed by Merlin so soon?'
'I can't do anything; my magic resistance is nothing before a great magus from the age of the gods like Merlin.'
Merlin uttered demonic words again "Uai Qedd Sydd Ty Yyluswefr"
His eyes became completely blank upon hearing those words and had a trance like expression on his face.
"Who are you?" asked Merlin
"Emiya Shirou." He answered him emotionlessly
"Where are you from?"
"Japan"
"Where is this Japan?"
"On the other side of the planet, far to the east."
Merlin arched an eyebrow at this.
"How did you get here from such a far away place?"
"I didn't come to here from Japan, I came here from Alaya."
Alaya…..
'Alaya, the collective consciousness of mankind? No it can't be. Was this man perhaps a counter guardian?'
"Are you a counter guardian?"
"Not anymore."
'I was not aware that the contract could be broken, this is interesting, I should study it some more.'
"How did you break the contract?"
"It wasn't me, someone else helped me, and it was the same person who sent me here."
"Was it a woman?"
"I haven't seen her, but her voice was feminine."
It was most likely that woman he had seen earlier, with that much insane level of magical power she would most likely be able to oppose even Alaya. But why would such a being be here and why would he free a counter guardian only to send him here? His investigation only revealed more and more questions.
"Did you use any magic on the holy sword?"
"No, I only used reinforcement on myself."
This confirmed his suspicions that it wasn't the boy who broke his spell but the woman; he was amazed that she could do it from such a large distance and so effortlessly. This still leaves the question though as to why would she negate the spell, did she want to make this boy the King? Most likely, looks like he was not the only that manipulated events from the shadows. He should probably kill the boy and go on with his original scheme, no he cannot do that, the nobles already seen the foreigner pull out the sword and besides he doubted that woman would leave him alive if he removed her candidate.
"Why do you want to become the King?"
"To…. save Saber." He said with some hesitation this time
"Who is Saber?"
"Her real name is Arthuria Pendragon."
Arthuria? What would she need to be saved from? She was destined to be the next king of Britain! Something that he had personally seen in his dreams, the glorious age Arthur will bring with his knights. But wait what if his visions didn't show him everything? Only a fraction of what would happen in the future, it is possible that something horrible might befell on the King later, something he would have no idea about. Maybe this was the reason why he had knocked her away and prevented her from pulling out the sword, because she would be saved if she didn't become a king?
So many questions, too many, he would like to ask some more, but looks like that fortune is not given to him at the moment as he felt his bounded field that he had set up in this forest breached, Arthuria most likely got worried and went looking for them, there is no choice he will return to this matter later.
"Qohnae" He said the spell word used for waking up someone from trance.
Emiya quickly reawakened and drew Caliburn at Merlin, ready to strike. He gravely noted that he couldn't remember anything after he looked into his eyes; did the old man fiddle with his mind? Most likely
"What did you do?" asked Emiya in a threatening tone
"Just verifying some of my theories and getting to understand your presence here is all."
"Besides I' am no threat to you, if I killed you I would most likely be killed as well."
"But in any case I have decided to support you for now, I shall organize a tournament for you in some days where you can demonstrate your strength and beat anyone who would dare to challenge your kingship."
"Haah" was the only thing Emiya could mutter out at the sudden mood swing of Merlin. Somebody appeared from the nearby bushes, it was Saber, when she noticed that he had his sword aimed at Merlin her eyes narrowed in anger.
"Merlin, did you try to kill the future king of Britain?"
What the hell, why was she coming to his defense now? By every means she should be angry at him for stealing her chance…..
"Hahaha, well that was my original intention, but I wisely decided against it when I learned a bit about his situation." Merlin casually admitted his intentions; he would have to be very careful around this man, as he was unpredictable and dangerous.
"Come you two, there is much to be done for the coming days."
…
Several days passed since then and Merlin kept his promise and set up a tournament, around a hundred prominent nobles and land owners came to the event, no doubt invited by Merlin. Despite festivities going the atmosphere was tense to say the least, and he knew why. Very few people wanted or supported him due to his foreign appearance at least from what he has picked up from the people talking behind his back and the occasional rude glances he got. Merlin said that even if he wins there will be a rebellion and heavy opposition to his authority. But he was not exactly in a position where he could back down, so if a rebellion will happen he will just have to end it with the fewest death as possible.
He was lead up to a makeshift arena where he will be facing his first opponent; he heard that there were over 50 knights and nobles wanting to challenge him.
A large bulky man with massive heavy armour wielding a long sword stepped into the arena, looks this was going to be his first opponent.
Merlin stepped up to the podium and started speaking, "Sir Emiya, your first opponent will be Sir Volkrad, loyal knight under the service of King Mark."
The man in question stepped closer to him and spoke in an intimidating tone to him: "I will enjoy showing you your place, foreigner."
"The first to draw the blood of the opponent wins."
What the hell, this wasn't fair no matter how he looked at it, his opponent was fully armoured, while he was in his usual red and black leather garments, he is at a disadvantage here since Volkrad will be able to draw blood easier than him.
He shot an angry glare towards Merlin, who upon seeing this only smiled back in response.
'That bastard, he is doing it on purpose!'
"Begin!" said Merlin while clapping once signalling the start of the duel.
It can't be helped, he will just have to win, it's not like he wasn't used to fighting in disadvantageous situations.
His opponent didn't hesitate at all and lunged towards him, trying to chop off his head with his massive blade. Emiya ducked under the blade to avoid being decapitated.
That asshole, he was trying to kill him for real, if that blow connected his head would be gone now.
Volkrad didn't stop and immediately followed up with 2 additional massive strikes, he was surprisingly agile despite his massive frame, but Emiya still managed to dodge his blows, he couldn't afford to get hit in this type of duel.
'Let's see, to win I need to stab him under one of the 4 weak points of a plate armour, the neck, the knees, the elbow or the shoulder, those are the weaker points of plate armours since they cannot be as armoured otherwise they would restrict mobility. I just need to create a situation where I can find an opening.'
He waited until Sir Volkrad launched another attack at him, but instead of dodging, he used Caliburn to drive his massive sword into the wooden panels at their feet, it took him only a moment to look at his eyes to realize that his sword was stuck, he quickly twirled around Volkrad and stabbed Caliburn into his elbow, winning the duel.
"The first win goes to Sir Emiya, Sir Volkrad please leave the arena and get your wounds treated."
Volkrad looked like he was about to do something for a moment, but thankfully he left.
A moderate clap sounded from the audience, he could make out the unamused faces of some nobles who undoubtedly wanted him to fail and now were disappointed that he didn't.
Then he heard of a pair of footsteps approaching, and all of his attention was immediately focused on his next opponent, he was nothing like Sir Volkrad, Emiya immediately could tell there was a natural skill and air of power to the man, this man would no doubt prove to a be a challenge.
It was a man with long brown hair sporting blue eyes and a confident smile at him. Merlin stepped forward again and spoke.
"Sir Emiya, this is your next opponent, Sir Kay."
Kay…..
…..as in Sir Kay of the round table, one of the earliest knights of King Arthur? Damn he was screwed, he doubted he would be able to fight head on with such a powerful hero, but again this was not the Sir Kay of legends, this was still only a young boy, inexperienced and rash, he can win this.
"So you are the foreigner that wants to be the king of Britain huh? Don't get cocky, if you dare to go easy on me like you did against Volkrad then you will lose your head. I will defeat you and put my brother on the throne!"
'Aahh, so this is the reason why he was here, well it made sense considering he was one of the most loyal and closest knight to Arthuria.'
He moved closer to Sir Kay and spoke so only they could hear it
"It sounds presumptuous of you to want to put a little girl on the throne; many would agree that even a foreigner like me would be a better choice."
He said this to rile up Kay, as he looked like the type to lose his head quickly.
"What….. how the hell do you know about this, you bastard?"
He only smirked in response and then Merlin raised his hands once again "Begin!"
Emiya thought his ears would rupture as Sir Kay's sword tried to have a slice at him; he was momentarily overcome with nostalgia as he remembered Hercules. Looks like Sir Kay was also strong enough to create blasts of air whenever he strikes, how the hell could he be so strong when he is still so young?
Looks like he needs to what he usually does against stronger opponents, use his special style.
He gripped Caliburn and created an opening for Kay to take, naturally he took it and Emiya simply deflected his sword back. His style may have been created for dual wielding one handed swords, but he was still proficient enough to use it with a 2 handed sword as well, there were many situations in his life where he wasn't afforded to fighting with Kanshou and Bakuya like now.
He repeated the exchange.
And again
And again
Kay was visibly growing annoyed at how he kept deflecting his strikes, that was one of his aims with doing this, make him more agitated, the second was to get used to Kay's fighting style.
He parried another 3 blows naturally while thinking this.
"Stop fucking with me!" Roared Kay as he tried to land another strike only to have it deflected again; however this time he didn't stop at that, instead he brought up his shield and slammed it into Emiya's gut.
Emiya winced from the pain and was thrown back, if he didn't wear this reinforced leather armour, his ribs would most likely be broken now. Kay tried to use the moment while he was trying to recover to land another strike, but Emiya managed to roll to the side.
Looks like he really needed to take him seriously, whether inexperienced knight or not. He flared up his circuits and channelled his od into every part of his body as well as his clothing, reinforcing them.
It was his time to go on the offensive; he took off with much greater speed than before and slammed Caliburn against Kay, he blocked it with his sword, but visibly winced at the pain he got from blocking his strike. Unlike Emiya who was accustomed to fighting opponents stronger than him, Sir Kay wasn't and his wrists couldn't take the blows he was receiving from his reinforced strikes. He capitalized on this and slammed his Caliburn a few more times against his sword each time earning a groan from his opponent.
He was grazing Caliburn against Kay's sword when he noticed that his hands felt extremely hot almost as if they were being burned, he quickly pulled away and looked at Kay to see what caused this, only to notice that his hands were glowing red and his sword was also in the same situation.
He heard that the members of the round possessed supernatural abilities, but he wasn't certain what Kay's abilities exactly were.
"What's wrong, did you really think that you were the only one here who can use a little magic?" Kay boasted mockingly. Looks like he noticed him using his reinforcement
"Not at all, I was just expecting something more impressive than the ability to simply radiate heat from your hand." This was true; he doubted that this ability was even more useful than his reinforcement; it would only be useful like in the previous situation.
"Oh, so you say this is not impressive? Well then how about I show you how much more I got!"
His hands flared with even more intensity, causing his entire armour from the shoulder down to his hand to glow brightly, his sword was also in a similar situation it was completely red from the amount of heat being transmitted to him, and he could see the air shifting around it.
But this exactly what Emiya wanted, and Kay played right into his hands.
Kay raised his sword even faster than before making it looks like he was swinging a medieval lightsaber, Emiya evaded the attack but the heat from the sword almost boiled his face, and a little molten iron fell on his shoulder, burning him, but this also signalled the moment he was waiting for.
He raised Caliburn and used all his strength to strike against Kay sword, it broke and it went right through, grazing Kay's face. He won this duel as well, but only because Kay was foolish and overheated his sword, though it's not like he was allowed to use most of his abilities in this duel, after all sword raining the opponent and tracing wouldn't have been really viewed as chivalrous, and he needed to win with the Sword of the Kings.
There was a look of shock on the boys face as he stared at his broken sword, it probably meant that this was one of the first real losses for the boy and hasn't experienced the taste of defeat before.
"You only lost because you let me rile you up; if you keep to your training and remain cool then you will be sure to become a fine warrior."
He extended his hands towards him, to which he looked angry at first, but then he nodded and smiled as he took his hand and stood up.
"The winner is once again Sir Emiya!"
He looked at the amount of opponents still left and then sighed 'Damn I have a long day ahead of myself.'
….
Emiya eventually won the tournament, he beat 34 of the Knights and the other participants choose to withdraw after seeing him in combat against opponents like Sir Kay, he was extremely exhausted after fighting so many opponents.
He seen that the nobles were extremely irritated at his victories, no doubt they would try to come up with other means to remove him. But he noticed that he won the commoners favour by continuing to fight, the amount of claps and hoorays he received after each fight only kept increasing.
After the fight Sir Kay and Saber appeared before him in his private tent, he couldn't help but notice that Sir Kay had an annoyed look on his face.
Before he could say anything, Saber suddenly kneeled before him and said: "Your majesty, after seeing you pull out the holy sword and then witness you fight against my brother I 'am now certain that you are the one, the one who will become King and save Britain!" in a completely serious and enthusiastic tone before continuing "Because of that, I Arthur, Son of Ector, pledge myself to you, I shall be at your side whatever happens in the future, so I can aid in your quest to unify Britain, as your loyal Knight."
Emiya was completely taken aback by this serious declaration and needed some moments to catch his breath.
"Are you sure about this S…Arthur?" He asked uncertain
"Are you insulting my brother's declaration of loyalty towards you?" Kay flared up angry at him
"No, I wasn't trying to, I just thought you would be angry and resentful towards me since I did deny your chance to pull out the sword."
She smiled at this before saying "You are kind Sir Emiya, the sword choose you to be it's owner, meaning that it wouldn't have considered anyone else worthy, you were the one that is destined to save Britain not me."
"My goals were always to save my beloved country, only a king can save Britain from ruin, if it's me or another is not of importance, if you are the one that is fated to be the one then I shall gladly lay my life down for you as long as it serves Britain."
"I-I understand, then I look forward to working with you Arthur, and please just call me Shirou."
She looked at him in wonder "Very well….Shirou."
"Well I can't say that I'm pleased with my stubborn brothers decision, but if I left her alone he would only end up getting himself killed, so I shall be accompanying you as well, Sir Emiya." Said Kay with some displeasure in his tone
…
Several weeks passed since then, and just as Merlin predicted several rebellions rose out in the lands, most of them rallied by various nobles who refused to bow down to his rule. He had spent the last few weeks eliminating the opposition and stabilizing his authority in Cornwall.
Now he was about to eliminate the last notable member of the resistance a Roman with the name of Castus who used his vast wealth to supply his armies and draw in mercenaries from the east. He was on an overlooking hill with Saber, Merlin and a few group of soldiers, this is where he would execute his plan as it was the perfect sniping point.
He reinforced his eyes to look into the distance and he found the rebel army, as well as Castus who was stupid enough to go on the front, he will pay the price for it.
"Trace On" he uttered his aria and summoned a black bow.
"Ohoho, you have an interesting ability there, boy." Damn, he forgot that he hasn't showed his tracing ability to anyone yet; he has been using Caliburn only in the last few weeks.
He took aim at Castus and pulled back his bowstring, then held his breath as he concentrated before releasing the arrow, it flew for a while before hitting Castus straight in the head, and he could already see his men panicking over there. Assassination complete, he killed the leader because this way the rest of the army would quickly disband or lose moral, thus fewer lives would be lost.
He dispersed his bow before speaking to Merlin "Send word to Kay that he can attack, and tell him to minimize the casualties if possible."
"Of course, my lord." Said Merlin amused, no doubt because he seen a little bit of his abilities.
Saber gazed at him sadly then spoke "Shirou, that was not honourable, you should have beaten him in a straight fight instead of just murdering him like this…."
"I know Arthur, but this is the method that will spare the most lives, saving lives is more important than honour or chivalry."
Saber couldn't argue back since she knew he was right, but she still had a bad feeling about this, even the act of taking a human life should have rules...
…
After defeating the remaining troops of Castus, Emiya now had complete control over the areas of Cornwall and was pondering on what his next move should be.
His thoughts were interrupted as the air tore itself apart and a woman in a purple-white dress appeared, she was cheerfully waving her umbrella around as she walked closer to him. So this was the person who freed him from Alaya, he was a little disappointed to say the least as she didn't expect someone so powerful to be an immature looking girl.
"Fufu, that took you way too longer than I expected, now you are at a severe disadvantage against the other pieces." She spoke out of the blue
Pieces, disadvantage? What was she talking about?
"What do you mean? I didn't know I had a time limit, well it's not like you really told me about my part of the bargain…."
"I guess you are right, I didn't tell you about anything did I, well just look at it as a little revenge on my part."
Talking with this woman was starting to give him a headache.
"Haah, so will you tell me what did you plunge me into?"
"Well I guess I should at least tell you what this is about."
The woman dropped the carefree demeanour and adopted a completely serious look and pointed at him with her slender fingers.
"Emiya Shirou, I have selected you to be my piece in a game between several beings such as I, each having their own pieces as well!" He really didn't like where this was going
"The goal of the game: the first player whose piece unifies Britain or defeats all other participants will win, fail me and I will show you how lukewarm your fate was with Alaya!"
"That's the gist of it, and you should know that you already severely behind the other pieces, so I came to warn you that you should speed up your conquest if you don't want to lose."
Great so he was put into another sick game and he was already off to a bad start, why was he not surprised?
"Oh and another word of advice, whatever you do, don't go to the northern areas yet, there lies the current strongest piece, The Manipulator of Fate."
"Manipulator of Fate…?" Emiya asked confused at such a title
"She is a vampire with really powerful abilities, one of which includes manipulating fate itself, although she is quite different from your world's vampires so you shouldn't go on relying on your current knowledge."
"She has conquered the most territories and rules them through terror and sheer power."
He sighed, 'Vampires from another world, what's next Types?'
"What can you tell me about the other pieces?" He should try to pick up as much information as possible, if he was going to a war information can mean the difference between life and death, and he doubted she would appear here frequently just to satisfy his curiosity.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that, since telling you too much would spoil the fun and get the other players angry at me." Great and now she refused to give him what he needed
"Then at least tell me where I should proceed to now if I can't go to the north."
"To the east my piece, to the east, there you will find territories easier to conquer and characters most familiar to you." she said with an amused face
"Familiar characters, who rules the East?" asked Emiya curiously
"We didn't only summon pieces into the game; we summoned several unaligned characters that do not belong to this timeline or even to this world, this way we can keep the game more interesting trough these wild card characters, they may try to conquer areas themselves or do something completely different, who knows fufu."
"It should be in your best interest to keep an eye on these characters and try to recruit them to your forces, as for the leader of the East, it is ruled by a bunch of Pagan tribes that gained power recently, through someone they worship as a goddess, but you might better know her as the Witch of Betrayal."
"Medea….." Archer blurted out, he was definitely not happy with being so close to that bitch at all, he should try to take her out as fast as possible.
"Indeed, well I shall be leaving for now, please do try to entertain me with your progress Shirou-kun." The woman casually opened another gap and was about to step through it before Emiya spoke up.
"Wait; at least tell me who the hell are you?"
To this she mischievously turned around and gave him a seductive look with her colourful violet eyes.
"You may call me, Yukari Yakumo."
