As a pure mecha fan, Tohsaka Shiro may be heir to a prestigious mage family, but he has no interest whatsoever in the Root. All he wants is to pour a man's burning passion into magic and see it through to the end.
Unfortunately, the cruel reality standing in Shiro's way won't change just because his blood is fired up.
"I told you, didn't I, Shiro? You can build robots, no problem, but first you have to help me win this Holy Grail War!"
"Fighting and killing for money isn't a man's idea of romance..."
"But you need money to achieve your 'romance,' don't you? The latest materials, high-grade magical tools... all of that costs money!"
"Mm... I suppose you're right..."
Submitting to cold reality, the boy resolutely headed for the magic circle in the basement. But what awaited him wasn't the robot he dreamed of, a Battleship-Sword Madman, nor a hot-blooded, courageous cyborg. Instead...
"Oh? A puny human. So you've summoned me, the one who rules the frozen kingdom of death..."
"Why... isn't it a robot?!"
"...Huh?!"
