I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

The next second, someone opened the door and broke in. After seeing the opponent's figure clearly, Semiramis relaxed her guard.

"Isn't this caster? What's wrong?"

The flashy man known as the caster, wearing free and easy clothes in the medieval European style, staggered across the nave, opened his arms and looked up to the sky and shouted:

"Horse! A horse! Give me a horse and I'll give you my kingdom in exchange!" (from "Richard III")

Shirou held his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Back off, my king, I will help you mount your horse."

Hearing this sentence, Caster's eyes couldn't help but shine, and he held Shirou's hand excitedly: "Oh oh oh oh, that's a good catch, Master, that's a great catch. It would be even better if some more emotions can be incorporated into it. alright."

"I'm sorry, it's a long time ago. It's good to remember it. If it's "Hamlet", I can play it better."

As he spoke, Shirou lowered his voice and muttered quietly: "Survival or destruction, that is the question."

Caster warmly applauded Shirou's performance: "Excellent, you are indeed the best, my master!"

"Excuse me, is this a line you created yourself?"

After hearing Semiramis's words, Caster looked disappointed, lowered his shoulders and sighed:

"Incredible! You don't know about my outstanding drama! What a great loss! Please read my book!"

As he spoke, he handed over a thick hard-cover book. Apparently, he went to the bookstore to buy his own work. The title of the book is "The Complete Works of Shakespeare".

"Red" caster, William Shakespeare. He is the most famous playwright in the world, and anyone who has not heard of his works is condemned as ignorant. It is no exaggeration to say that if you want to trace the origin of all modern literary works, you will inevitably involve many works of Shakespeare.

However, there is one point in the lines just now that cannot be ignored. Caster calls Shirou "master". Shirou's servant is Assassin, but Caster calls him "master". If what he said is true, then Shirou is already leading two servants.

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

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

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

"Indeed, this may be true for you." Semiramis nodded slightly, agreeing with Shakespeare's words, "But Caster, you came here specifically to materialize, what happened?"

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

"Yeah, well, alas. The saying goes well, 'Lovers and madmen are full of chaotic thoughts and formed hallucinations' (from "A Midsummer Night's Dream"). Beings like berserker can occasionally make It’s something beyond the imagination of reason——”

"Is Berserker starting to go crazy?"

Faced with Shirou's question, Caster shook his head.

"Then what happened? Please explain it clearly."

Assassin raised his long 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 the enemy that should be eliminated."

"Varied--"

"Oh, this is really difficult to handle."

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

"Let Archer catch up first. Whether we can stop him is still unknown. The success rate is about 50-50 - no, it may end in failure."

"This is no joke, caster!"

assassin complained with great displeasure.

No wonder. Although the red servants have arrived, it does not mean that they are ready for battle. What's more, the Thousand World Tree clan is entrenched in the impregnable Milenian Fortress and is waiting with all possible strength. No matter how outstanding Berserker is, it will not help, and he will just die in vain.

"What should I do, Master? My Noble Phantasm is not ready yet. If we attack in this situation, even we have to say that it is too futile, and abandoning it is an inevitable choice."

“‘A mess has happened, let it go its way!’ (from Julius Caesar)—that’s it.”

"So, it was you, Caster, who instigated him?"

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

"Did you actually tell him the location of Tulifas? You guy is really——!"

"Oh, the sad mad knight who is struggling to pursue the person who should be betrayed. I, Shakespeare, really can't bear to see his full of distress."

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

No, it has to be this way. 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 "okay" in his opinion. It’s all about the story.

"This guy is really a headache, you..." Assassin let out a long sigh.

Shakespeare said to her nonchalantly: "Men like me are called 'troublemakers' or 'mischief-makers.'"

"I suddenly have the urge to poison you into silence."

"Please do not, Queen of Assyria, my mouth and pen are worth more than my life."

"No way. Ask Archer to provide rear support for Berserker. However, give her strict orders to retreat immediately if the situation goes bad. There is absolutely no way to stop that Berserker. Even if the command spell is consumed, he will still do the same thing again after a while. ." Shirou gave the order with final word.

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

"Next, I have to catch up with Berserker as a supervisor and deal with the traces of Berserker's passing. I can't do anything for the time being. Caster, just be 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 goes straight to Tulifas, there is a high chance that he will be witnessed by ordinary people on the road.

It would be fine if he could transform into a spirit, but unfortunately, don't expect that berserker to be so rational. This is the judgment of the supervisory officer.

"Oh, I understand. My master..."

Shirou smiled softly and encouraged the frustrated Shakespeare:

"Don't worry, Caster. The battle is about to begin. The largest Holy Grail War in which seven people from the black side and seven people from the red side will fight each other endlessly is the Holy Grail War. This battle will definitely satisfy you greatly. That appetite for stories.”

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

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

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

"owe?"

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

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