Chapter 10
{hello} Illya inner voice
[hello] Josef inner voice
Einzbern forest japan: shirou pov
Shirou woke up in what he presumed to be a room from the einzbern castle or is it his room, the room he was in was foreign yet familiar to him. The room mainly consists of a traditional Canopy Bed,a fireplace, a round wooden table in the middle of the room, a large bookcase and finally a wooden desk with books and picture frames on it. This is not my room, or is it? Questions shirou. Slowly shirou reflely look up the clock to see that it is currently around 5 O'clock, am I a little too early? Ask Shirou to himself. He looks down to see that he is in a white suit as he stares at it in confusion. Why am I in a suit right now? Question shirou as he step toward the closet to change. but when he opens the closet to change all he sees is clothing that he sees as too expensive or simply no longer fits his taste, but he has to make do until he finds a suitable replacement. There is also his school uniform that probably looks too overly complicated to be practical, where's the good old simple uniform? Ask Shirou to himself. Shirou continued to fumble inside his wardrobe until he finally found the clothing he have been extremely familiar with, consisting of a blue and white long sleeve baseball jersey T-shirt and blue slim straight jeans along with a black and white jersey zip jacket to top it off.
"At least my old clothing is still here." said shirou in relief as he zipped up his jacket, he walked to the desk to find several picture frames. The picture frame shows pictures of Illya and Shirou in what he assumes to be a amusem park along with Old man and mom? Ask Shirou as he stares at the white hair woman who he remembered as mom. Wait, why do I know her? Why don't I know her? Is this another dimension? Just as this is happening the shirou got through back on the situation yesterday. Let's see, I got chased into the forest by I think Leysritt. I regained my memories from another world and I was about to die in that other world after killing Trhvmn Ortenrosse to prevent from turning into a city ghoul until….. Zelretch appeared, oh I really don't like where this is going. He said that he is willing to help if I provide entertainment for him, I of course accepted and then everything blank out.
"oh no, goten semi isekai didn't I?" ask shoru in fear, he immediately smelled the air to realize that the mana in the air have become much more moist than what his scent is used to.
"Impossible! The mana in the air is much more dense than usual. Am I in the past? No, I'm in the future! But why is the mana so dense? Didn't rin say that mana is going to slowly decline until the planet dies? So why did it increase? Something is increasing the level of mystery in this dimension?" Ask Shirou until he realizes the answer. "Is the widespread usage of modern magic causing this?!" said shirou as he remembered that he was going to a public magical school. "Wait don't that means that gaia's present might be affected?" ask shirou as he activated his magic circuit
" If magecraft is this widespread and accepted then the world's restrictions on magecraft must be much more lax right?" theorize shirou as he traced a simple steel knife , the knife while simple was the most used knife of Florence Nightingale. As such it became a noble phantasm of its own, with the passive ability of healing anything that it slices. Carefully he slides the knife over the teared muscles that were teared by Leysritt when she broke the shield. As expected the teared muscles were healed, but at a much faster rate than it usually supposed it happened.
"Interesting! Usually the world will limit its healing rate to keep it from cheating reality too much but from what I can see this is almost comparable to one third of the speed of avalon during full power." excam shirou as he felt his wound healing at a rate comparable to a dead apostle.
"Does that mean that all of my trace creations have improved?" said Shirou excitedly as he held his hand out to start pumping out noble phantasms like a human factory. The weapons he created range from standard kitchen knives to legendary noble phantasms like Durendal, Caladbolg and the curse blade of Muramasa.
"Now all we have to do is wait." said Shirou as he sat down on his bed to observe the weapons.
"The the result will be showing any time now." said shirou grabbing a notebook with high expectation
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"Any time now."
Time skip, 30 minute.
"Nothing is happening yet." said a shirou in a deadpan face.
"Should I go from a run to see what happens?" ask Shirou to himself as he looked at the digital clock to see that there was still much time until the maids came to wake him up. Slowly he walked his what out of the large double door of his room. Unlike his room, the corridors are dark. The long majestic corridors of the mansion were only lit up with the moonlight shining through the tall arching windows that covered one side of the corridor. Shrou walked through the corridor with wonder, constantly staring at the extravagant declaration of the room. He keeped walking until he found a stairway that led into the grand ballroom. Why do we even have a grand ballroom anyway? Thought shirou. Once he arrived in the middle of the ballroom he thought about what he was about to do considering that there are several hours until breakfast is served.
"Ah i know, i can train! That's a good idea!" said Shirou, who traced a kendo sword, started to swing repeatedly, slowly he lost track of time until he felt something smack him in the back of his head. Shirou turned around to see a pair of red eyes staring intensely at him. "Gah!" scream shirou and he falled backward onto the floor.
"Shirou, care you tell me why you are doing kendo this early in the morning? And where did you get the shinai from?" demand the maid who shirou memories recognize as sella.
"Well… sella I woke up early and decided to do some training." explain shirou sheepishly in a panic.
"Then care to tell me where the shinai and these came from?" demant sella as she holds up a sack open to show the weapons that he traced hours ago. How! There still isn't any degradation after all these hours! Excam shirou mentaly as he stare at the weapon in wonder.
"Hum!" fake coughed sella to bring shrou back from his mental argument.
"Oh! Sorry."said shirou. Think shirou! How can you explain if someone found magical weapons in your room, oh I know! " I found it in the basement," answered shirou. Uhh that is an exceptionally bad idea! Who would put magical weapons in the basement! Mentaly berate shirou to himself.
"Oh! That is understandable." answered sella with an embarrassed face. What! That actually works? mentaly scream shirou. "Lady irisviel has a habit of putting her toys in the basement after she is bored. I know Lady Irisviel has unorthodox toys but I never thought that she had magical weapons in the basement." explain sella with disappointment. "Please go to the dining room, breakfast is going to be served soon. I'm going to talk to master kiritsugu about the choice of gift to give to Lady irisviel." said an angry sella as she marched off to the corridors.
"O...k… apparently mom has questionable entertainment choices, good to know." stated shirou awkwardly, as he packed up the sack on the ground and the shinai and walked off in the direction where he assumed to be where the dining room is supposed to be.
In the dining room shirou arrives at the table filled with traditional Bavarian breakfast that consists of a single large wooden chopping board in the middle filled with different types of hams, sausages and cheeses. On the side there is also a basket filled with european bread surrounded by jars of jams and butter.
"Wow, this could probably feed half a saber without problems!" excam Shirou as he stares at the breakfast. He walked to one of the two seats with plates of it and sat down. Soon after Emilya or illya? walked in wearing a collared, purple long-sleeved shirt with a small light purple tie, a long white skirt and purple boots.
"Morning oniichan." mumble Emilya as she walked the other second seat and crashed into it.
"Illy-Emilya how's this morning?" asking shirou with a polite smile while trying to not burst over the table to hug her.
"Morning onii chan.. Wait! What is that?" suddenly demand. Illya as she points to the sack of weapons on the ground next to Shirou's seat.
"Oh that is just some junk that i'm about to throw out." explain shirou desperately hoping that she will just let it go.
"Then why is it emitting more pison energy than an operating C.A.D?" ask Emilya with an innocent smile
shit.
Chapter end.
This chapter is entirely centered on the pov of Shirou, i hope you guys like this chapter.