Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 362 Shakespeare
The next second, someone opened the door and broke in.After seeing the opponent's figure clearly, Semiramis relaxed his vigilance.

"Isn't this a caster, what's wrong?"

The flamboyant man known as the caster, wearing medieval European-style casual clothes, staggered through the nave, and opened his arms to the sky and shouted:

"A horse! A horse! Give me a horse, and I'll trade my kingdom for it!" (from "Richard III")
Shirou held his chin and thought for a while, and then said, "Stand back, my lord, I'll help you get on your horse."

Hearing this sentence, Caster couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he held Shirou's hand excitedly: "Oh, well done, master, it's really good, if you can integrate some more emotions, it will be even better." alright."

"Sorry, it's been a while, but it's good enough to remember. If it's "Hamlet", I can play it better."

As he said that, Shirou lowered his voice and muttered quietly: "To be or not to be, that is the question."

Caster gave warm applause to Shirou's performance: "Excellent (excellent), you are indeed the best, my master!"

"Excuse me, is this your own line?"

Hearing what Semiramis said, Caster showed disappointment, dropped his shoulders and sighed:

"Incredible! Not to know about my outstanding plays! What a loss! Please read my book!"

Saying that, he handed out a thick hardcover book.It seems that he went to the bookstore to buy his own works.The title of the book is The Complete Works of Shakespeare.

"Red" caster, William Shakespeare (William·Shakespeare).He is the most famous playwright in the world, and anyone who has not heard of his work must be dismissed as ignorant.It is no exaggeration to say that if we want to trace the source of all modern literary works, we will inevitably involve many works of Shakespeare.

However, there is one point in the lines just now that cannot be ignored. Caster him, calling Shirou "master". Shirou's servant is assassin, but caster calls him "master".If what he said is true, then shirou has already led two followers.

It might be possible, but still somewhat unusual.In the Holy Grail War in the past, there was no precedent for a master leading two servants at the same time.At best, it will only lead to death due to the exhaustion of mana.However, if this is true, it is hard to imagine how much magic power is accumulated in the body of this man named Shirou.

"Even if it is the Holy Grail, it will not give me all the knowledge related to your works. The most I know is that you are a 'famous writer in history'."

Caster looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh, the queen of Assyria. Please don't say such sad words. For me, Shakespeare, this is equivalent to a denial of my personality!"

"Indeed, it might be true for you." Semiramis nodded lightly, agreeing with Shakespeare's words, "But Caster, you purposely materialized and ran over, what happened?"

The first half of the sentence made Caster sigh exaggeratedly, but the second half of the sentence made his sigh stop midway.He coughed and said a little embarrassedly:

"Hmm, alas. Well said, 'Lovers and lunatics are full of confused thoughts and formed hallucinations' (from A Midsummer Night's Dream), beings like the berserker can occasionally make Things that cannot be imagined by reason—”

"Has Berserker gone berserk?"

Facing Shirou's question, Caster shook his head.

"Then what's the matter? Make it clear."

Assassin furrowed his long and slender eyebrows and asked closely.

Caster showed a painful smile like a court jester, and said loudly:
"Berserker went to Tulifas. It seems that he has identified an enemy that should be eliminated."

"Varied--"

"Oh, this is really difficult."

Assassin was speechless for a moment, while Shirou muttered in a leisurely tone.

"Let's let Archer catch up first. Whether we can stop him is still unknown. The success rate is about [-]-[-]—no, maybe it will end in failure."

"This is no joke, caster!"

Assassin complained extremely unhappily.

No wonder.Although the followers of the red side have arrived, it does not mean that they are ready to fight.What's more, the Thousand Realm Tree family is entrenched in the impregnable fortress of Mirenia, and they are ready to fight in full force. No matter how outstanding Berserker is alone, it will not help, and he will just die in vain.

"What should I do, master? My treasure is not ready yet. To attack it under such circumstances, even if it is us, we have to say that it is too reckless, and abandoning it is an inevitable choice."

"'A mess has happened, let it go!' (from Julius Caesar)—that's it."

"So, it's Caster who instigated him?"

Caster did not answer Shirou's question, but remained motionless with his back to the sky, not looking into the latter's eyes.

"Did you actually tell him the location of Tulipas? You really—!"

"Oh, the sad and mad knight in search of the one who should be betrayed. I, Shakespeare, cannot bear to see his distress."

For Caster Shakespeare, this world is simply an earth-shattering legend.

No, it has to be like this.He loves those extraordinary beings from the bottom of his heart, and constantly pursues the stories and legends woven by them.

For this reason, some deception and instigation are "allowable" in his opinion.All for the story.

"What a headache, you..." Assassin let out a long sigh.

Shakespeare said to her nonchalantly: "A man like me is called a 'troublemaker' or a 'prankster'."

"Suddenly there is an urge to dumb you down."

"Please don't, Empress of Assyria, my mouth and pen are better than my life."

"No way. Ask Archer to support the Berserker's rear. But, strictly order her to retreat immediately if the situation is not good. That Berserker is absolutely impossible to stop. Even if the Command Seal is consumed, he will repeat the same thing after a while .” Shirou gave the order and made a final decision.

"Understood, let's use the familiar to send a message to Archer." Semiramis beckoned, and a white dove flew into the church.

"I'm going to catch up as a supervisor and deal with the traces of Berserker's passage. I can't do anything for the time being. Caster, just be honest and quiet for a while."

Since Shirou is also a supervisor, he naturally has to deal with the concealment of magic with all his strength.

If the berserker went straight to Tulifas, then there was a high probability of being sighted by ordinary people on the way.

It would be fine if he could transform into a spirit body, unfortunately, don't expect that berserker to be that rational at all.This is the supervisor's judgment.

"Oh, I see. My master..."

Shirou smiled gently to encourage the frustrated Shakespeare:
"Relax, caster. The curtain of battle is about to begin. The largest Holy Grail War in which seven black players and seven red players will fight each other endlessly is the Holy Grail War. This battle will definitely satisfy you greatly That desire for stories."

"Oh, we can't wait, a brand new story, a brand new legend." In this way, Shakespeare fell into the world that only belongs to the creator.

"Master, you seem to be a little too conniving with Caster." Semiramis made no secret of his dissatisfaction, whether it was towards Shakespeare or Shirou.

Shirou said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I owe him this."

"owe?"

"I've plagiarized a lot of Shakespeare's plays, which is why I was able to take those lines-although he didn't know it, maybe he wouldn't care if he knew it, but I have to repay the favor."

Shirou closed his eyes, as if he had returned to that prosperous age.

(End of this chapter)