"My name is Qi Yuan, an ordinary Longmen citizen living in the slums." "I have a system called [Praise for Noble Morals]. As long as the good deeds I do touch people's hearts, I'll gain corresponding public virtue. The more people I touch, the more public virtue I gain." "Public virtue has many uses, like extracting items, strengthening the body, and skipping steps to master skills..." "So, I live a simple life in Longmen, doing one good deed a day, touching more people with my good deeds, while also constantly consuming public virtue." Until the Guards arrived. "I've repeatedly emphasized that I didn't corrupt the customs of the Terra continent!" "Lin Yuxia has always called her father Lao Deng, and the Emperor's performances have always been taxed as animal performances. They've always been like this, not me!" Shi Huaiya said nothing, pulling out a dictionary-thick book of merits (??) and slamming it down on the table. "Ning is a great philanthropist?" Qi Yuan pondered, looking at the countless good deeds before him.

【Fate fanfiction, Charlemagne as male lead, includes original characters and settings—if that’s not your thing, please avoid reading】

The author is extremely amateur, the plot isn’t particularly tight, and the romance is kind of awkward.

If this causes you a bad reading experience, I can only apologize—

I’m truly sorry! bows repeatedly

———Now for the serious synopsis————

As an ordinary person, Fujika Tsukizuki suddenly found a Command Seal appearing on the back of her hand, marking her as a Master chosen by the Holy Grail.

With a “might as well try” attitude, she half-casually and half-seriously aimed to summon her all-time favorite Servant—

and somehow, she actually succeeded.

“Wait… could I actually be a genius at magecraft?”

“But hold on… who in the world summons a Servant using merchandise?!”