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Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice

What would you do If you were suddenly transported to the Nasuverse just before the Fourth Holy Grail War as a young Shirou with no access to a Magic Crest, Magecraft, or OP Servant? ... Note: This fanfic translation features transmigration, where the protagonist is thrown into the body of Shirou, rather than reincarnation.

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"You are now Gray's guardian, so I think it's necessary to inform you first."

"What is your intention in bringing Gray to Fuyuki City?" Waver asked.

"One of my subordinates has their consciousness attached to her."

"Eh?" Waver was caught off guard, his brows furrowing as he asked, "Is it the King of Knights?"

Shirou nodded and explained, "After the resurrection ritual, her consciousness now resides within Gray's body. Upon returning to Fuyuki City, we can separate her consciousness from Gray's body and provide her with a new vessel."

"I see... I understand the situation. I have no objections, but if you're bringing Gray along, you should also ask for her opinion."

He nodded, agreeing with Waver's suggestion.

At that moment, Waver noticed Miyu standing quietly next to him and asked, "And who is this girl?"

"She's a friend's younger sister," he replied, not revealing Miyu's true identity.

Suddenly, a sharp and sarcastic voice sounded from the entrance, "Oh my, isn't this the savior of light, Fujimaru Shirou?"

The voice was unpleasant, causing Shirou to raise an eyebrow and turn to look at the entrance, feeling surprised for a moment.

He looked to be about thirty years old, and there was something unmistakably familiar about his face...

Shirou glanced at him and asked, "Kenneth?"

"Tsk tsk. Surprisingly, the great Savior of Light still remembers a nobody like me," Kenneth replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Shirou arched an eyebrow, "It's been nine years. Hasn't anyone told you that your snarky and annoying way of talking makes people want to slap you?"

"Hehehe..." Kenneth chuckled, his hand delicately concealing his mouth. "You've got it all wrong. The answer is a resounding no."

Waver pulled back the blanket, preparing to rise and greet Kenneth, but Kenneth shot him a disdainful sideways glance and sneered, "How can a dim-witted imbecile like you, plagued by a wretched illness, even think of greeting me?"

"What Kenneth is trying to say is that you should take it easy and get some rest."

A soft female voice emanated from behind Kenneth, followed by the entrance of an elegant lady, moving with grace. Her fiery red hair appeared to glow, yet her presence exuded a gentle and tranquil aura, akin to flowing water.

"Yes," Waver acknowledged, nodding before settling back down.

Kenneth cast an irked glance at her and grumbled, "Sola!"

"Mind your manners, Kenneth," Sola chided in a soft and gentle tone.

The lady's gaze then shifted towards Shirou, and she gracefully pursed her lips, saying, "Greetings, Fujimaru-sama."

Shirou hesitated briefly before asking, "Are you... Sola?"

Sola nodded, her face adorned with a gentle expression.

During the Fourth Holy Grail War, Shirou had minimal interaction with Sola. In the few brief encounters they had, he struggled to find the right words to describe his impressions of her. The woman standing before him emanated a gentle elegance, somewhat similar to Tohsaka Aoi.

He let out a sigh. "You've changed so much."

"Everyone has undergone significant changes. And you, Fujimaru-sama, or rather, Your Majesty, the Eternal King," Sola replied softly.

"Are you here to see Waver?" He asked.

Sola nodded in response. "Kenneth received word of Waver's injury and rushed over from Chaldea."

"I've caused the professor to worry... I feel so ashamed," Waver admitted with a guilty expression on his face.

Kenneth turned his head and emitted a disdainful snort, remarking, "Don't misunderstand, you foolish man. I merely came out to submit paperwork to the Association."

Although there seemed to be an underlying fondness between Waver and his mentor, Shirou's brows furrowed deeply as he posed a question, "Kenneth... Did you come here from 'Chaldea'?"

"Indeed," Kenneth nodded, his gaze shifting to him. "It appears that you are well-informed about Chaldea. Did you learn about it from Lord Barthomeloi?"

"One moment!" Shirou took a deep breath before speaking. "Let me clarify. The Chaldea you mentioned, is it the research workshop of the Animusphere family?"

"Naturally," Kenneth nodded.

His expression grew tense as he asked, "Then, within the Chaldea you're currently in, is there a magus by the name of Lev Lainur Flauros?"

Kenneth appeared perplexed and asked, "How did you know? Did Lord Barthomeloi share the personnel list with you?"

Shirou fell into a brief silence.

Now, with the impending invasion from parallel worlds, there still existed a Chaldea in this world?

When he searched London, he couldn't find any sign of Lev Lainur Flauros. Despite making several inquiries, he couldn't gather any information about him. He wondered if his contact with Solomon had somehow changed things, erasing Lev Lainur Flauros from this world. But as it turned out, Lev did exist after all.

So, does this mean that the Incineration of Humanity will still happen?

Suddenly, a soft voice spoke from outside the door, "It looks like someone's been searching for you, Lev."

"Yes, Marisbury."

Shirou glanced at the door, and to his surprise, Marisbury Animusphere, whom he had met before in Fuyuki City, strolled in. But that wasn't all. Right beside Marisbury, a young man dressed in a green coat and a matching top hat entered the room.

There was no mistaking it. This had to be Lev Lainur Flauros, the person Shirou had been tirelessly searching for, only to come up empty-handed.

"Why did you come?" Kenneth turned to Marisbury Animusphere.

Marisbury responded with a smile, "Well, I came to visit my partner's exceptional student, of course."

Kenneth let out a heavy snort, "Exceptional student? He's nothing more than a poor, clueless idiot!"

Marisbury maintained his smile and chose not to respond. Instead, he shifted his attention to Shirou and remarked, "It's been a while, Fujimaru-sama. No, I should address you as His Majesty, the Eternal King!"

Shirou paid no attention to Marisbury and locked his eyes onto Lev Lainur Flauros, his heart overflowing with killing intent.

The way things are unfolding, if history continues on its course as in "FGO," does that mean his sister will actually turn into that Gudako and face countless singularities, even the subsequent Lostbelts, enduring unimaginable hardships and tragedies?

Lev Lainur Flauros cannot be allowed to stay alive!

The same goes for Chaldea!

Shirou's mind brimmed with an overwhelming surge of murderous intent, ready to spring into action. However, his intention came to an abrupt halt when he caught sight of the latecomer.

Surprise washed over him. The person possessed a distinctive white ponytail, clad in a red and white magus's robe. In his hand, he held ten shimmering silver rings, his calm gaze mirroring Shirou's own reflection.

"Solomon!" Shirou said in a deep voice.

As Solomon, who had just entered, came to a halt, his composed, mirror-like gaze swept over everyone before settling on Shirou.

"I finally meet you... Eternal King!" He said in a flat tone.