True Magician

Chapter 57

Emiya's residence.

The living room of the house was packed with me, Emiya, Arthur, Le Fay and the Servants from the legend of King Arthur. Grandpa had gone to the Underworld to explore, Heracles was still Heracles, and Gilgamesh, Enkidu, Medusa, Fou, and Tia had decided to visit Kyoto since the latter wanted to continue her gastronomic tour. I would have gone with them too, but in between I remembered some unfinished business.

The five-piece fused Excalibur lay on the table in front of us and shone with a soft golden light.

Honestly, now I have no idea what to do with it. Getting the remaining two shards isn't a problem since I should just ask for it and I'll have it, but what next? I'm not a swordsman and have never been into it, and giving it to any faction is a total dick move. Besides, why would a weapon potentially capable of defeating the Beast be here?

- "Do you think you could re-forge it, Archer?"

- "Hmm..." he rumbled thoughtfully, "After you upgraded my Saint Graph and I got the Muramasa skills? In theory, yes, but I'll need the remaining two pieces. Besides, what do you want to make of it now? Given your 'sane' mind, of course."

- "At first, I wanted to give it a concept like I did with Artoria's sword, but now I think that's bullshit. And so..." I scratched my chin and looked at a certain knight, "I suggest giving it to Mo-chan, any objections?"

No one was surprised at my words except Mo-chan herself. She even missed what I called her. Her eyes went wide, her body didn't move, and her gaze darted between the sword and Artoria, who only nodded, as did Merlin.

- "Good choice."

- "Indeed," Morgan supported her, oddly enough, "Clarent's emergency replacement will come in handy."

- "Good for you, Sir Mordred." Arthur said calmly, and Le Fay and Lancelot nodded.

- "B-but... But I..." Mordred hesitated, looking at them.

- "Perhaps you are not yet old enough to be king and pull out Caliburn," Artoria began, looking at her 'son' with a smile, "But to wield that sword? I don't see the problem with that."

- "Father, I..." still hesitantly mumbled the confused Mordred under the calm and confident gazes of those present.

- "If it's hard for you to choose now, I suggest you just wait until you're ready," I shrugged, drawing attention to myself, "Anyway, there are no other candidates for this role. And Emiya and I can create Caliburn for you when you want it. To test ourselves, so to speak."

- "I... understand..." Mordred nodded uncertainly, "Thank you, Master, mother."

What a sweetheart she is. And people wonder why she is the best Saber? Her boyish appearance and demeanor coupled with moments like this are simply a sight to behold. As a matter of fact, she was now wearing clothes similar to what she wore in Apocrypha: short denim shorts, a white top and jacket.

When she saw that Artoria preferred the homemade clothes of the Servant outfit, she began to imitate her. Morgan didn't react to it in any way, seeing it as a trivial thing. And anyway...

- "Oya? How does it feel to be a mother, Shirou-kun?" I grinned, to which Archer's eyebrow twitched, "Good training for the time when you have your own birth children, huh?"

- "Did you have to interrupt the moment?" He asked in an irritated tone, then rolled his eyes, "And I'm not likely to have any. I'm a Servant and I'm already dead."

Well, I wouldn't say that. I can just fully resurrect him, breaking Alaya's contract in the process. At least this version of him. And then there's the Fujimaru twins, his and Rin's children.