CK Simulation, Creating the Style of Tsukino Fumi

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"He's really grown up."

The simulated pop-up window could no longer attract Quinn's attention. Far away in Germania, just as the pop-up window had said, he was hiding in his tent watching the projection floating in mid-air in front of him. He was watching the entire process of Emiya Shiro entering the depths of the London court under the guidance of Meliuzina, and he also saw the huge door.

That was clearly a new building added after Mordred took over, and the dimly lit space behind the door must be the core area of ​​the magical rituals Mordred used to maintain this independent world.

However, these sights only caught Quinn's attention for a moment. Only the figure sitting on the throne in the center of the dragon bone held Quinn's gaze. The figure's appearance was incredibly similar to Morgan's, and his height and temperament were almost identical to Artoria's. Only his eyes held a sense of bewilderment, as if he had been sleeping for a long time and was slowly awakening. This was almost exactly the same as Quinn's former self.

Even through the magical projection, Quinn felt a strong urge to reach out and touch the other person, and this urge reached its peak the moment the other person spoke.

"Mother...no, you carry my father's scent. What is your relationship with my father?"

In the projection, Emperor Mordred Europa II of Britannia seemed to be looking directly at Quinn through the magical projection.

Chapter 205 You're here to steal my things, aren't you?

Mother……

The moment Shiro Emiya's face was no longer hidden by his hood, Mordred, sitting on the throne, seemed to see Morgan's figure in a daze. The face was exactly the same, and he also had the aura of a fairy. For a moment, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

'Mother, after all this time, are you finally willing to reconcile with me?'

The words she had prepared were already gathered in her chest, ready to be uttered at any moment, but Mordred quickly snapped out of her daze, noticing the look in Shiro Emiya's eyes—a look of fear and curiosity that would never appear in her mother's eyes. The obvious sense of unfamiliarity immediately made her realize that the person standing in front of her was not her mother, Morgan.

Then, Mordred smelled a rather familiar scent emanating from Shiro Emiya.

That's the feeling of being one of the same kind.

The girl in front of him looked exactly like his mother, but she had the same temperament as he did when he was young. After being taught by a man who was good at politics and knew how to bewitch people, she had the air of a 'schemer' with a strong sense of purpose in her words and deeds.

If it weren't for the fact that the other person didn't have Europa blood flowing through their veins, Mordred would have thought that the other person was secretly hidden by her father and secretly trained to replace her sister when necessary.

After all, in a sense, this is also a traditional British art.

At least in Mordred's memory, if her mother hadn't met her father, Artoria would probably be the one ruling Britain.

Although Mordred didn't think her father was that kind of person, who could explain such mysterious things as family traditions? What if her good father, after becoming emperor, also developed the same mental illness as her grandfather, and actually gave birth to a sister for future schemes?

This whimsical thought flashed through Mordred's mind and vanished without a trace. Even as Quinn's image crossed her mind, the emperor still believed that he was her father's favorite child and the most suitable candidate to rule the country. Moreover, her mother, who had experienced something similar, would never allow such a situation to happen again.

even if……

Morgan didn't like himself.

Thinking of this, Mordred felt a little upset, but then she realized that since the person in front of her was probably unrelated to her mother, where did the unique aura of a fairy magic practitioner come from?

There are not many people in this world who have mastered fairy magic, and even fewer who are related to this face. Considering the similar temperament on Emiya Haku to that of herself when she was young, Mordred has come to a conclusion.

This magician, who looks remarkably like his mother, is his father's student.

So it turns out... my previous dream wasn't a lie.

Mordred recalled feeling her father's call in her dreams. In those two dreams, she fought alongside her father, brothers, and sisters against the Gorgon and the Pale Giant. But upon waking, she returned to the cold throne, leading her to believe that it was just a delusion caused by her longing for the deceased man.

But at that moment, she realized that her dream was not an illusion.

The man she couldn't forget might still be alive somewhere in this world, summoned by the bloodline that bound them together.

So Mordred pretended to know everything and said the words that made Shiro Emiya tremble with fear.

……

"Mother...no, you carry my father's scent. What is your relationship with my father?"

When those words came from Europa II's mouth, Shiro Emiya felt as if he had been seen through. Fortunately, his teacher had predicted many possible scenarios for him when meeting the emperor before he left, and this was one of them.

“I am the teacher’s disciple, senior sister.” As he said the answer that Quinn had taught him, Shiro immediately felt the pressure in the air decrease.

The moment these words left his mouth, a friendly smile appeared on the face of the emperor, who sat regally on his throne with piercing eyes.

"Ah, senior sister? You and my father are both very good at pleasing people. I like this title."

Europa II's tone was exceptionally gentle, so much so that Meliuchina, who had been staring wide-eyed at Shiro Emiya's appearance, was completely dumbfounded. This fairy knight had never seen the emperor sitting on the throne smile like that before. In the dragon girl's memory, his smiles were always fake, a ceremonial act to maintain the emperor's dignity.

But now, even fairies who don't understand human nature can sense the joy in Europa II's heart.

Even fairies are like this, and the naturally sensitive Emiya Hakuji could also sense the Emperor's change. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued with the answer Quinn had given her, "That's great. When my teacher asked me to contact you, he specifically told me to be careful, saying that you might be angry when you see me like this."

Her carefree tone, like that of a girl next door, made Europa II's smile even brighter.

"He specifically instructed you on this? It seems that my father has changed over time. He wouldn't have said such things before. How is he doing now?"

Seeing that smile and kind tone, Wei Gongbai was completely relieved. The meeting was not as tense as she had expected. She thought that the emperor, as the ruler of this world, would be more indifferent and ruthless, but she did not expect that the other party would be as kind and approachable as her elder.

"Your teacher still cares about you. He knows what's going on in Britannia right now and that you're struggling with many problems. For some reason, he can't come to help you personally, so he sent me to take your place as your court magician and help you deal with the empire's internal troubles."

Shiro Emiya's answer was methodical, repeating every word Quinn had taught her. Europa II's easygoing nature made her feel that Quinn's teachings were incredibly reliable. Clearly, her teacher was still concerned about her safety and didn't use her as a pebble to test the waters.

However, the relaxed Shiro Emiya failed to notice Meliuchina's expression. As Europa II's smile broadened into a hearty laugh, the fairy knight, who had initially been merely astonished by the emperor's expressive face, began to lower her head, her body trembling slightly. "Mei, are you free? Lin, are you free? Lin, are you free?"

"of course can."

The smiling emperor rose from her throne and slowly descended, ignoring Meiliu Qina kneeling on one knee with her head bowed, not daring to look her in the eye. She walked straight to Shiro Emiya, reached out and gently stroked the face that was exactly like Morgan's, and suddenly leaned down to whisper in Shiro Emiya's ear, who was a head shorter than her.

"As long as you're not a thief trying to steal my things, right?"

In an instant, a chill ran down Wei Gongbai's spine and straight to the top of her head. Her pupils suddenly dilated and contracted as she instinctively looked into those dim, yellow eyes that were no different from those of a dragon.

game over.

Teacher, didn't we agree that as long as we answered according to your instructions, there wouldn't be any problems? She saw right through your intentions!

Chapter 206 Arrest, Imprisonment, Forever

"How could this be! My teacher entrusted me with an important task, how could I do something like stealing from someone else?"

Shiro Emiya reacted quickly. After only a moment of panic, she immediately regained her composure and emphasized her position. This was not a rigid answer that Quinn had taught her, but rather the experience Quinn had taught her during her ten years of study and life at the Clock Tower.

Never admit your true intentions unless you have solid evidence to back you up.

This was a little trick Quinn had told her before she arrived in London and was about to enter the Clock Tower to study. However, due to Quinn's identity, she had never experienced anything that required using this trick during her ten years in the Clock Tower. Unexpectedly, the first time she used this trick was with her teacher's daughter.

Upon hearing this answer, Europa II released his hand from Emiya's pale face and smiled with satisfaction. "Very good. It seems you are not a liar. If you were not Father's student, you would not have said such shameless things."

Having said that, the Emperor of Britannia took Emiya Haku's hand and, like an older sister leading her young and ignorant younger sister, turned and walked toward the imperial throne. Emiya Haku's instinctive resistance was no match for Europa II's strength, and he was easily led to the pale dragon bone throne like a puppet.

Immediately afterward, Shiro felt herself being lifted up like a doll. The sheer physical overwhelming force left her stunned before she could even react, slamming her onto the pale throne. When she regained her senses, a powerful force surged into her body, instantly shifting her perspective. (The last line appears to be unrelated and possibly a fragment from another text: "Mei You Mei Lin Wo Ni Kong Ni Lin Zai Zai Mei Ne...")

The entire European continent appeared before Shiro Emiya's eyes like a flat sand table. One after another, the spiritual veins of the land were clearly visible on the sand table, just like the blood vessels of the human body. And these countless spiritual veins converged from all directions to one place - London.

In an instant, Shiro Emiya felt an overwhelming sense of omnipotence. She felt that she could draw power from the ley lines of the entire European continent if she so desired, and use that power to drive any magic at will. Under this terrifying power, even the gods could not match her. It was as if she held the entire world in her hands.

"How does it feel to be connected to the spiritual veins of the entire empire?"

Just as Shiro was reveling in this power, Europa II's words jolted her awake from her reverie. Before Shiro could speak, the emperor uttered words that made her even more terrified.

"What you are feeling now is only a part of the power of this throne. As long as you sit on it long enough and learn how to utilize those ley lines, you can turn the entire empire into your own hands. You can freely control the resources of every piece of land in the empire, determine which land will have a bountiful harvest, which land will have a reduced crop yield, and even interfere with the survival and reproduction of the population..."

Every word Europa II uttered sent chills down Shiro Emiya's spine. Sitting on this throne, with her systematic knowledge of magic, she knew that the emperor was telling the truth. If someone could truly control the ley lines of all of Europe, then Europe would no longer be just a land or continent, a concept limited by the laws of physics.

Because of this throne, the whole of Europe has become an 'other world,' a unique and inherent boundary belonging to the throne's owner, a manifestation of the landscape in the heart of the throne's owner.

If this throne existed in the present world, it would definitely become the Holy Grail that countless magicians dream of, attracting magicians all over the world to fight for it.

But as a magician, Shiro Emiya only felt fear.

She didn't understand why Europa II wanted her to experience the power of the throne herself. It wasn't until he whispered in her ear again, in a voice only the two of them could hear, that Shiro's panic subsided slowly, like the surging tide.

"You're wondering why I want you to experience this power, right? I just want to explain something to you. Whatever your father's purpose in bringing you to my side, I don't care. I will make you my court magician as he wishes. You don't need to steal anything you want; I will reward you as a reward for providing me with information."

"award?"

Realizing that her life was safe, Shiro Emiya became much bolder, and she raised her head to look up at Europa II's face.

“My father has returned to my world.” Europa II smiled from the bottom of his heart. “You said that he still cares about me, knows what I have done, knows everything I have done for this country, he understands my hardships, and came to you to solve my problems. I understand him, and I know that even if your purpose is not pure, he must have told you to really keep this promise in order to achieve this goal, right?”

Shiro Emiya was speechless.

Because Europa II was right. Quinn had taught him that everything a qualified spy does before revealing his true objective must be beneficial enough to the person being monitored. In other words, before she got her hands on the Avalon sword sheath, she truly had to serve Europa II from his perspective and act as a qualified court magician.

"It seems I wasn't wrong. I've received the same kind of education as you. I know very well what kind of man he is. A girl your age would definitely be unable to resist his charm and would believe his words without a doubt. So, I don't intend to persuade you to come to my side."

Her silence pleased Europa II greatly. This daughter, who knew her biological father inside and out, happily rubbed her cheek against Shiro's face, as if he were truly her younger sister. After this brief moment of intimacy, Europa II spoke again.

"My dear junior sister, look how good I am to you, shouldn't you repay me? I have a favor to ask of you. If you agree, I will immediately draft a decree to announce to the whole country that you are the new court magician."

"What do you want me to do?"

With things having come to this point, Shiro Emiya had no choice but to accept this unsettling act of kindness.

"It's very simple, just help me pass on a message to my father."

she says.

【My father, I have not failed in my duty as heir to the empire, nor have I failed in my duty to your expectations. You were once the master of this country, but now, I am the master of the Britannian Empire, the ruler of all Europe. I have achieved feats surpassing yours, my glory far exceeding yours. I am no longer the child you could so easily deceive, therefore…】

I will catch you, and no matter where you run, I will make you realize that your era is over. Only the deep prisons of the empire are the only place for rebels. But considering that you are my father, I will prepare a room for you in the lonely tower of the palace, until you realize your current identity, are willing to bow down to me and admit your mistakes, and promise never to leave me again.

Chapter 207 The terrible nightmare must be severely corrected.

Such a heavy emotion.

Although she couldn't see the simulator's pop-up, Mordred, standing next to Quinn, could still peek into what was happening deep within the London palace through the magic projection. She had imagined what her other self in this world would be like—tyrant, saint, sage… all sorts of different images had appeared in Mordred's fantasies, but she had never guessed this particular situation.

“Master, now I understand why you didn’t want to go to London by yourself.”

After a long silence, Mordred finally reached out and patted the man beside her on the shoulder, looking at Quinn with pity. "Is Mei here? Is Mei free? Is Lin here...?"

Clearly, Quinn and Europa II, father and daughter, are not just familiar with each other; in some ways, they are even like daffodils, their ways of thinking are shockingly similar, and just a few pieces of information are enough for them to realize each other's thoughts and goals.

To be honest, Mordred was a little envious. Even though the relationship between the father and daughter seemed somewhat abnormal, it was enough to move her, someone who had never experienced fatherly or motherly love. So, after making the joke, she said, "But don't worry, I won't allow that guy to take you away."

Just kidding, why should the other person be able to live such a good life, but I can't?

For a fleeting moment, Mordred wondered what kind of expression her other self would have if she saw her beloved 'father' appear with her. It would surely be quite distorted, wouldn't it? The thought of that scenario filled Mordred with excitement, as if she had returned to the passionate days when she made up her mind to betray King Arthur.

However, Quinn did not take her words to heart.

Quinn merely nodded symbolically. He wasn't blind; how could Mordred, whom he had summoned from the pan-human history, possibly compete with Europa II, whom he had personally created? It was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker. Compared to Mordred's sudden declaration of interest, he was more concerned about the Dragon Bone Throne.

The throne, made from the remains of Vortigern's dragon, was originally just a symbol to prove that he had defeated Vortigern and gained control of the island of Britain. It was merely a chair from the moment it was created until the simulation ended.

Now, this throne has been transformed into a treasure-like existence, and even Artoria argues that if Europa II is to be defeated, the Dragon Bone Throne must be destroyed.