While Karna and Shirou were watching the many projections, there was a shock at the bottom of the garden, as if it were an earthquake, and the entire garden shook.

"Woo~ Oh no——!"

Red Caster, who was sitting on the staircase of the throne improvising, shook his hand and almost threw the laptop out on his lap, but luckily he was quick and grabbed it in time - the computer broke down and failed, and he would want to die if the manuscript of the Great War was ruined by the hard record.

Every creator knows the importance of inspiration. At certain moments, witnessing certain scenes, the impassioned words depicted in a flash of inspiration are almost impossible to reproduce if they are lost. Even great writers like Shakespeare, who stood at the top of the history of human literature, were no exception.

He cautiously glanced at the computer screen, saw that the documents were in good condition, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"It's okay, it's okay...... What was this?"

In the last half of the sentence, the question is about the Red Assassin Semiramis sitting on the throne.

"It's the aftermath of the Berserker attack. Has it reached this point? It looks like he's almost at a tipping point. ”

No matter how level the Noble Phantasm is, it is impossible to recover and grow endlessly, and every recovery of Spartacus will accumulate pain, and even if he takes pleasure in suffering so many attacks, he has reached the limit.

The Empress of Assyria gave the order to ascend to the Aerial Garden. It would not be a joke if the "weapon" used this garden as a target. The target he should have been aiming for was not the garden, it had to be the Walled City of Milenia.

"But—will the Holy Grail break?"

"Don't worry. The Great Chalice is located beneath the walled city, and it is not something that can be destroyed by rubble, as long as it is not actively attacked by Berserker. And that guy doesn't have this level of rationality left - well, things have come to this point, and I have one thing to confirm with you. ”

"Ahh Then please ask first, Your Majesty the Empress. ”

"—what the hell are you thinking?"

Semiramis kept a seductive smile, but his eyes seeped with cold emotion and stared at Caster like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

Then, in the face of such a look, Shakespeare did not break out in a cold sweat at all, but only responded with an inexplicable puzzled expression, as if to say, is it appropriate to say it here?

This courage surprised Semiramis a little.

"Don't worry, only you and I can hear the conversation now. ”

At the same time as ordering the garden to rise, she started a special technique, which seemed to be four people in the same room, but in fact they were in two spaces.

"I see. ”

Shakespeare lowered his head again, his fingers darting across the keyboard. He has only been on the computer for more than ten hours, but he can already use it skillfully in writing, which shows his talent in this area.

"It's nothing. As I said before, I'm just going to follow the Overwatch Master...... Father Shirou, record his story. ”

"The writer is it?"

"That's right. ”

"Indeed, the Master's hopes for the Holy Grail are ambitious, dreamy, and at the same time as fragile as a glass craft, and there are countless sufferings and obstacles along the way, and it is unknown whether they will be able to overcome them. But – suppose our Master overcomes all the suffering and finally gets to 'that'...... Your role in this world will cease to exist. ”

Listening to Semiramis, Shakespeare held up a finger and shook it from side to side.

"You get two things wrong, first, the most important thing about a story is not the ending, but the process of getting to the ending. Even if the ending is doomed, as long as the process is exciting enough, it is still an excellent story, and this is my life's pursuit. ”

"Second, it is the Master himself, not his wishes, that I am going to watch and record. Indeed, that wish was great, and what happened to fulfill it was a wonderful story that was very attractive to my generation. However, compared to the mysteries hidden in the master, it is not worth mentioning at all. ”

"You should be aware of it, Assyrian empress. Our identity as a master is not as simple as it seems, although it is not simple on the surface, but it is only a few waves on the surface of the sea, and below that there is a terrible undercurrent that cannot be peeped into. ”

"I have a feeling that the Master, even though he says he wants to help humanity and is working hard to achieve it, deep down he doesn't want this wish to come true. It's this contradiction, what exactly does he really want?—— that's the question I want to ask you. You've spent more time with the master, can you give me a little clue?"

"This ......," Semiramis hesitated for a moment, and finally only replied, "I don't know." ”

Of course she knew what Shakespeare had said, and Shirou didn't want to fulfill that wish at all, but had to do it for some reason. She also knows that the name Shirou Kotomine is fake, and even the hidden identity of Shiro Amakusa is questionable.

But the more you know, the more you wonder. The boy who always has a gentle smile, a little childish, and occasionally makes silly mistakes is like a treasure chest, and no one knows what they will see when they open it.

She had made a lot of guesses, but she quickly disproved them herself. Later, any visitors from another world, alien conjectures came out, and even she felt ridiculous.

Shakespeare, who was buried in his head, did not see Semiramis's expression, nor was he disappointed by Semiramis's answer, but said with full devotion: "Look, there is one more mystery." Exploring these mysteries is our quest, and that's where the story is most fascinating. Maybe I'll be able to write something that has never been done before or since, and what could be more exciting—ahhhhhh ”

"That's right, it makes sense. Semiramis rubbed his temples and collected his thoughts, "And how do you explain the fact that you let Berserker go earlier?"

This is a thorn in Semiramis's heart, and the playwright in front of him will do anything to make the script look good. If Master's plan goes too well, there's a good chance he'll create some misery and cause a stir on his own.

"You say that, that's not worth making a fuss about. Even the master was repulsed in his heart, and I just went along with his wishes. You may not know, but I also spent some time in the court, and I still have a little bit of the ability to figure out people's hearts. ”

"Oh, so can you guess what I'm thinking?" Semiramis flipped his palm, the nails in his palm glinting.

"Warn me, don't do anything like that again, or you'll kill me. ”

Shakespeare's face remained the same. This is the Heroic Spirit, who has no weapons and does not understand magic, but still has the courage to do so.

"Don't worry, I won't do it again, things have developed to this point, and if I don't do it, someone will stop me. ”

"Who do you think it will be?"

"Needless to say, of course, she is now overwhelmed by ignorance. ”

"Ruler? Yes, her privileges are very threatening, but aren't we acting to counteract them right now?"

"No, no, although the privilege is also threatening, it is she who is really scary. ”

"What, do you know her?"

"There won't be many saints in the world who hold high the holy banner or something. She is the beloved enemy of my homeland. Joan of Arc, a sad and crazy country girl who is shattered because she follows the voice of God. ”

"Oh, is that guy an enemy of your country? ”

Semiramis laughed when he finished speaking. As she said, Joan of Arc, as the savior of France, raised the flag against the English army and defeated the English army. Although they were eventually arrested for betrayal, their resentment is probably deep. At that time, all the works written in the English literary world regarded her as an enemy, and all kinds of verbal and written criticisms were made against her.

"No, no, there are no resentments anymore. Britain and France don't matter at all. It's just that if she wants to get in the way, she can only be defeated without mercy. ”

"Is it you?"

"By me? I'll leave it to you, Your Majesty. ”

Shakespeare laughed aloud, and Semiramis sighed, "Though I knew you would say so."

Then, she turned her gaze to the center of the king's room, the largest projection.

"What are you going to do?"

PS: People like Shakespeare just don't make trouble and are uncomfortable. If things don't go well, he may also be able to help the Master. If it really goes well, he'll make a lot of trouble for you.