Fate: Stay Over Night

by TheGoodDoggo

Gallery: ibb. co/album/bVvTWF - There was a mysterious force that pulled the remnants of Yggdrasil toward the New World. But not all of them got to their destination. Some got strayed by the shifting of realities. And then there was exception. It was like you unintentionally touched something so 'Eww' and tossed it to the opposite direction. And so the Thing went there...

4. Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own Overlord or Fate series.

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Just so you don't need to search the internet, here are the classes of items:

Low – Magic swords from the Royal vault of Inveria are considered mediocre and belong to this class.

Medium – The national treasure of Inveria, the Gauntlet of the Griffin Lord. It could summon a Griffin Lord for 24 hour, cooldown 7 days. It is at the top of this class.

High –

Top Class –

Legacy – The Ghillie cloak that Suzuki Satoru (Ainz) gave Keno (Evil Eye). It could make a lv.100 like Satoru perceive the wearer as a blurry, as though she were blending into the landscape.

Relic – I think the Holy sword that Remedios held, the sacred sword Safarlisia, belong here but maybe I am wrong. It couldn't hurt a summoned Evil Lord so who know.

Legendary – Most used by top players and often called trash despite its power. The range of power in the same class seems to be large.

Divine – Not a commodity. Only the big players could possess those. Like really, you need a few gods to be ingredients and it may not be enough.

Guild Weapon – Well, you know how it was glorified in the novel.

World Champion Item – Unique and all, you just don't compare with these.

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### Siriel ###

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Daylight has been snuffed out.

Maybe I go a little too far? Hah! Don't think so!

By the nagging of Tamako, she had to retreat back to the Devil's Abode but the tasty stuffs were still going on out there.

I can feel the rampage from here so it is all good. My Levia will clear it all up anyway.

Now I need to put on some armor for mama Tamako.

Being a solo player, she must be tough enough for when a Raid Boss landed a few hits. Well, it wasn't like they could.

But Siriel still prepared anyway. The mangas she read always had the cool villains said something about 'within my calculation' when the unexpected was expected. Those moment were seriously hyping her up.

Despite that, her armors were never about defense, they were all about buffing. Never got enough of those delicious power.

The defense was left entirely to her accessories, those Divine class rings can seriously take some hits.

They could, in her stead, received an attack of her chosen every hour, and she had three of them!

Unfortunately, they couldn't tank World Item attack.

All that aside, what should I wear? With my stats as a World Enemy now, I can say that defensive gears are kind of pointless. That is not to mention mortals and Earthly spirits can't harm me with how low their existences are… is it me or this world is kind of lacking in the amount of higher beings?

Unless there were something like those Raid Bosses in the game, the one that could put down a player in one or two hits, not even a scratch would be carved in her skin.

Hmm… Wait a sec! I totally forget that! My World Champion's armor! Haven't worn it since forever.

With the appearance of a customized Oni King set, full on speed and power enhancements. Get hit and you are dead. No defense of course.

Siriel took it out of her inventory and equipped it in a flash. No fancy effect, no magical girl transformation like she usually do. There were no audiences after all.

The set consist of two main pieces of clothes and a bunch of big metal rings. Just like the infamous bikini armor.

A black dragon hide that wrapped around her hip loosely as if hanging on her pelvis. The piece of hide reached down just above her knees, covering nothing but the front and back like a barbarian's loincloth. The thing was tighten by inscribed golden chain which wrapped two times around her hip. Divine metal threads were woven in the outer edge of the black scaled hide were glittering golden shine every time it made contact with light.

The chest area was covered by the same black dragon hide that tightened her breasts like those sport-wear. The design was simple, only a symbol of a broken halo with one wing on each side of it. The symbol and the edge of the chest cover were weaved by Divine metal thread just like the lower piece.

Of course the underwear was made of the same black dragon hide, they came in a set after all. You couldn't see them but they were there, underneath everything.

Despite the rank of World Champion Items, these clothing were pretty much underwear in appearance. But that was purely cosmetic, the real important components of the set were those big metal rings.

Two arms and two feet, each bore five big golden rings like bracelets and anklets. They looked kind of loose fit but would never fall off without the wearer consent. Wrapping around her neck was a big arm-like golden chain imitating a necklace.

There were neither boots nor gloves, just those big rings. And again, those rings weren't accessories, they were part of the set. It meant they were count as one in the armor slot, they were the material that hold the power of the armor set.

If we talked about positional arrangement then they could also be used as a defensive gear by blocking or deflecting attacks. The things were made by the kind of metal to contain the enchantment of the World Champion Items, their toughness was extraordinary.

World Champion Items were far more powerful than even the Divine class ones, rivaling even Guild Weapons. Only the World Champion was able to equip it. Well, the spell [Perfect Warrior] could fulfill the condition to equip it too, but then they would only be a half-baked fighter because of the conversion from Magic Caster classes to Warrior classes didn't give any skills of its classes.

Because of her fighting style of dodging and countering with precisely critical attack in the tournament to choose the World Champion of Niflheim, they awarded her with item that would kick up her strong points.

They had her input her references when making the item. Maybe there were some Demons who knew her worked in that company? Who know?

So, in the end it turned out to be suitable for boss fight only. Why? Because everyone she attacked in the game died in one hit with the [First Strike] skill or by the passive counter [Divine Retribution], an end state of the counter skill for her race.

Her excitement dropped down by that. And she wore the old Divine set again. The shiny black skimpy armor that she always used because of the extreme speed enhancement.

It was great when I raided guilds though. Ain't nobody got time for small pries!

The present time was a different story now. When the game turned real, Siriel didn't notice back then but now she could control her strength just like the passive skills. It has become a real convenience for her playing around with the humans.

She had quickly mastered the control of her power just so she could safely protect her happy life style while wearing anything she like.

Her defense was immovable though. And she didn't plan to decrease any of it at all. Her time in the underworld wasn't a sunny and flowery one.

Base on blondie's ability, these armor should do if I limit my strength. The main weapon is so strong that there wouldn't be any violence to enjoy. I should use one of the dropped loot katanas in the warehouse.

She like using the Iaido sword style. So she had a lot of tachi from long to short, big to small, everything she could get her hand on really.

Siriel had travelled the world to waste her time in the old world.

Her liking of Japanese entertainment had a huge push in her pursuit of the way of the sword despite of its nature of subtlety and swiftness.

In those time before the world turned completely black, she had routed up a lot of dojos only to disappointedly find out that their sword style wasn't like what she had imagined.

Slumping in her dejection, Siriel went to the wasteland of Africa, a battlefield she had a hand in its destruction the year before. She had kicked the nuclear warhead instead of disarming it as her squad's objective directed so, who could have though that it would explode?

The result was a mess. The blame all went to the Resistance force. Denial and political bullshit were all over the place. Siriel didn't care though. Those megacorporation and the Resistance were a source for her need of destruction.

And at the outer edge of that desolated place where only a few stragglers still remained, Siriel met her long-awaited shishou.

An old mercenary wandering around the west had settled down in a small village to help the local in their hellish time. The old man was a sword master, a vagabond from Japan. His sword style was for war, every strike was to kill. A relic from a long past.

Her approach was forceful and war-like. Holding an uchigatana in one hand and a handgun in the other she killed her way through a squad of private soldiers from who know where until the entrance of the village, which was apparently under fire from said company. Whatever the reason they were fighting she didn't care at all.

After throwing the handgun to the corpse she took it from, Siriel went straight to the wary old merc who was holding a submachine gun P90 behind the barricade. Looking at the katana on his hip a smile crept up on her face making the old man frown.

"Teach me the sword."

"… Who are you?"

"I heard the Sword Demon residing here but this is an unexpected find so teach me."

"…"

Their first conversation was kind of mismatch with each other, mostly from Siriel though. She was so excited that basic communication became a chore to her.

The old merc of course didn't refuse straight away. He worried that she may harm the village if he did so.

Witnessing her monster-like prowess that not even a drop of blood landed on her, and the smooth scar-less skin tell him of what a monster she was on the battlefield.

"Will you harm this place afterward? I won't instruct you if that is your nature."

"Hey! My nature is violence and destruction but I have class you know. If they can't fight or non-hostile, I will just leave them be."

It looked like a hostage situation but it worked out in the end. With reluctant the old merc who was called Sword Demon took her in as his disciple.

He always wondered just what Siriel wanted when she was already invincible in combat.

And the answer made his face twitch in disturbance.

Who could know that the nightmare on the battlefield was driving forth by boredom and anime!

Her class that she often claimed to have was built on what she watched too!

But that was also a good thing he thought, better than becoming the doom of Earth.

Yes, he noticed that she was some kind of demon.

She rebutted that she was a Devil but they looked the same to him anyway.

What he passed down to her was his own style that he had developed from the Iaido where he started. He called it simply Ichigeki or One Strike.

He was also not much of a naming expert.

The sword style pretty much explained itself.

Using inner ki, build it up in every joints in your arms and upper body then release them all in an explosive instance. That was roughly the concept behind his sword. The power was enough to cut through steel and Kevlar armor alike, so the sword must also be heavy and tough to withstand the friction of slicing them up.

But knowing the concept mean nothing if your technical was inadequate. The aim of his sword style was to fight in a battlefield regardless of your stance. Meaning even in the air or upside down, even in water the act of drawing your sword was undisturbed.

There were three stage in his Ichigeki style.

Stage one was a fast and strong strike that used all that power you released to divide everything in two. Simple but not simple at the same time. The speed was unperceivable to human, even the Sword Demon himself wasn't be able to see his own sword.

Stage two was more advance. Keep your state of released power longer to make a sashimi of your target. Siriel rebutted that it was not one strike but he just ignored her.

Stage three was the combination with vibration. You could call it the stage two B because instead of applying speed you subtitled it with vibration. Your target would explode into mincemeat at where you cut them. Pretty useful against the cyborg agents sent by the corporation. Damn them monsters with regenerating flesh! He had quite an intimate relationship with them for some years.

He dreamt of a stage four where he could combine both but that was beyond human capability. Everything cut by the sword would be atomized.

Siriel achieved it though, and even more, a stage five he called it. Cleaving the sky with outer energy! Damn monster! An excited look display on his face seeing his technique in its ultimate form separated the cloud and the ozone leaving behind a dark line for a moment.

He was envious of her but he was old and human so there was no helping it. Just by seeing the potential of his life work was enough.

After two years of learning and mastering everything Siriel bid goodbye to her shishou.

He had not only taught her the sword but the spirit of an upstanding swordman or swordwoman his her case.

Trying to teach a Devil goodness was a laughing attempt but the man tried his best.

A respect she learnt from manga and anime maybe but it was still something she took in, so she also tried to accept his teaching… it remained to be seen though.

She had offered to make him immortal but he had refused saying he had lived enough.

He was perhaps the only human who she ever respected, her one and only shishou.

Standing in the warehouse while holding a reddish uchigatana, Siriel reminisced of her shishou.

She used the same amount of power as a human (as in her assumption of the apex of human) while training under him.

Those sword arts was seriously a threat incomparable to any other. There were no techniques that made human as inhuman as the Ichigeki style.

Just like how he had taught her, she had trained Shirou the same way. Shirou adapted quite better to the sword than the magical art. He had completed the first stage in five years. An achievement that even her own shishou couldn't accomplish (The Devil Siriel herself wasn't counted!).

She had planned to show Shirou the ultimate form of swordmanship to inspire him to take the path of the sword instead of becoming a weak mage but forgot it every time.

Return the red blade to its black scabbard she walked back to the main shrine with the uchigatana in her hand. Its blade was a crimson red, the also red wooden handle wrapped in black fabric in a katate-maki pattern, four twists and turns at each end of the handle while the middle was a red metallic moon emblem etched in it. Everything else was glossy black metal.

Back at the dining room, Siriel turned on the TV of the household, something she bought to play games and occasionally, watching the news. The electricity and internet was from an enchanted hub that Tamako made. Truly, her own Doraemon.

Lying down on the bunch of fluffy pillows in the corner of the room where she made her gaming nest, she turned on a few local channels while letting the crimson taichi rolled around without a care.

The sword wasn't as insignificant as it was treated. It was a drop from The Rabbit Sword Demon (player), a Legendary class sword on the border of reaching Divine class. She was hunted by Siriel because of the title she claimed for herself. None shall take that title aside her shishou. Even the real sword demons was all eliminated by Siriel in the old world.

The TV wasn't showing anything but static. Changing the channels for a while she gave up on it.

"Ey, why are they all shutting down? What about the emergency broadcast? Boo…‼"

Throwing the remote controller into the bundle of fluffy pillows she lied down facing upward.

"It is getting boring. What now?"

The fight at the riverbank had stopped for a moment ago but she still felt the [Gate] in the sky so thing would heat up soon.

Siriel wanted to come back over there to watch, but she had promised Tamako to go home.

What a dilemma… I wonder what Shirou was doing? Maybe I should call him over to play game? It isn't like the school willl continue with all these noise.

Turning sideway while still lying down she took out the [Mirror of Remote Viewing]. Using one hand to navigate around, the view of Homurahara School appeared on the mirror.

Students were moving in lines out of the school. The teachers were nervously directing everyone to not cause a panic. Confusing and frightening look took place on their face.

"Uu, where is Shirou? He isn't evacuated already, is he?"

Siriel tried to look for Shirou in the crowd that was continuously pouring out. Feeling that was a pain, she gave up on that too thinking that with his line of thinking, he would likely be at an unexpected place and mess up something.

And there was some kind of interference for her to close up on the school so he would surely still be somewhere down there.

"He must be doing something fun with the twin tails girl."

Sulking while looking around the area, Siriel continued to seek for interesting thing to peak at. The crimson taichi continued to rolling around every time she poked it with her feet.

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### Fuyuki city ###

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Sparks of light flying here and there in the wood behind Homurahara high school.

A boy had his naked upper body covered in blood, his trousers was torn like a rag, stood firmly in the middle of the wood and sparks.

The lean muscular body that was wetted by blood and illuminated by the sparks and occasional sunlight was like sculpted statue of Greece gods.

His eyes sharpened, his mind was concentrated to the limit. Holding a chipped katana with his right hand while the other holding the scabbard, he was the one who made those sparks whenever an object flew toward him from all around. His katana blurred out making the spike that was flying high speed at him redirected toward his left side.

"You are unexpectedly tough for a magus. Why don't you give up already? Thing would become easier for me too."

"It is kind of you to praise me like that but no thanks. I want to live, and happily at that. How about you come closer? I very much want to express my gratitude to you."

"Heh, nice try but I am not such an easy woman kiddo."

Another spike aim for his head and was deflected again.

His appearance looked tatter but in truth he was not. There was some kind of mysterious power within him that healed him much quicker than other people.

"S-Shirou…"

"You stay down Rin. I will handle this."

The two magi were driven to the wood by the Servant that had set up a bounded field around the school perimeter. Rin Tohsaka was injured earlier when they were finding a way to disable to the field. Her wound was bleeding for a while now, the hole in the stomach was hard to close up when you were being hunted by legend from the past.

And that was the reason Shirou had stood firmly to cover her. Tohsaka was lying down before a tree while trying to heal her wound. The bleeding had stopped somehow but she was still very pale.

He had traded blows with the long purple hair Servant. She was strong but wasn't on the level of Lancer in close quarter combat and this time he had his sword with him, a sword his sister Siriel had forged for him on a whim back then. The thing was very strong for a sword that was only made of steel and chrome. He even though that she was a master smith or something. She had said that she had eaten a lot until she got the skill. Whatever does that mean?

"This is regrettable but I must go back to my Master, he is feeling insecure at the moment."

"Wait! Deactivate your bounded field first!"

Shirou shouted back at the wood only to receive a laugh echo in return.

"Why don't you two do it yourself, I haven't fully activated it yet. And boy, you are good, let's meet again soon. Maybe I will give you a date. See you later, cutie."

"Wha…!"

Surprised at the unexpected answer, he flushed a bit but shook his head to clear the image of the mature women that inappropriately appeared in his mind. Behind him still lied the injured Rin after all!

When thing became quiet for a while, he relaxed his stance and quickly attended to Rin.

"How are you doing Rin? Hang in there, I will get you to the hospital immediately!"

"I… I am fine, for now…"

She weakly answered him made his worry doubled. Picking her up in a princess carry, he launched himself toward the school gate.

"H-Hey! You are touching me!"

"Well, sorry. Just bear with it until the hospital."

His hand was grabbing at the side of her not so big breast making her fluster. But Shirou being Shirou, he single-mindedly ran without paying much attention to small detail like that.

Tohsaka on the other hand despite her blood loss was quite active. Touching his bare chest up close and feeling his heartbeat was making her very conscious of him. There was her own heart which she had steeled for a long time but now it was wavering in his embrace.

His muscle contracted in a constant rhyme against her body was making her flush in embarrassment. Trying to ignore it, she picked a random topic to distract herself.

"A-Anyway, what is Archer doing? We were nearly killed but he didn't come at all."

"I think he had his own problem just like us, and we are still alive right? Sorry for letting you get injured."

"No, it was my fault for being careless. At least we cleared out all the circles."

The two of them had discovered the bounded field casted over the school the moment they entered. Since then, they skipped classes and tried to undo the ominous magecraft that was sure to happen.

She couldn't contact Archer and Saber was still unconscious. Archer was tasked to watch over Saber while looking out for them. Quite a demanding order but still within his capability.

"Here is the boundary! I can't go through. Rin, can you do something?"

"Ugh… I don't think I have enough left to break it."

"Hm… Let see what I can do."

Shirou put her down a few meters from the edge of the bounded field.

Reaching for his sword and getting in a stance for quick draw he concentrated on the flow of mana.

His body was perfectly in tuned with the sword. He looked more like a martial artist than a magus at that moment.

Tohsaka was looking at his back intensely not to miss what he was doing. He is strong she admitted. Never had she heard of someone went toe to toe with a Servant like that. She always thought of him as a weak and talentless magus until now. Well, it wasn't wrong even now but that wasn't the point.

She noticed the scabbard had letters imprinted on it. Legacy it read. She didn't understand, it didn't look like a sword-maker mark.

The deep breath of Shirou brought her back to attention. His muscle was tensing up, there was even sound emitted from it. A simmering aura coiled around him from feet to above the head.

Shirou was incorporating the Ichigeki with a normal iai. His strike wasn't as strong as Siriel despite perfecting the first stage, obviously, but he could compensate in his own way. Using the traditional iai stance also helped.

Symmetric glowing patterns appearing along his hands and feet. The reinforcement magecraft that he could scrap up would come in handy from time to time when Siriel trained him with the monsters she summoned.

"HAH‼"

With everything he had along with a shout from his soul, a slash that could be considered the most beautiful, one of which he had done in his short life made a diagonal line on the bounded field.

The line that he had cut open was slowly closing. But his strike carried an aura that hindered the recovery of the field. Not wasting a moment, he threw his sword and the scabbard to the outside, picked Tohsaka up and quickly followed up to escape.

"I can't believe it works! I am so awesome!"

"Ugh… stop shaking, I am wounded here."

"Ah, sorry Rin. I am a bit too excited."

Feeling embarrassed at his own childishness, he averted his eyes elsewhere and finally noticed something.

"Um, Rin? Were we staying in the wood that long? It seems to be dark."

When they were in the bounded field, the sky still had sunlight and bright. But the moment they stepped out of the boundary the entire world turned cold and dark.

The wind was picking up and blowing to who-know-where. Sirens were screeching in the distance and the school was seemingly empty.

A chill crawled up their spine when they laid eyes on the giant [Gate] in the sky.

"What the hell is that? How?"

Tohsaka shouted out in shock and then quickly hugged her stomach in pain.

"Rin, don't shout! You are hurting yourself."

"Gah… Dammit! What is happening in just a few hours?"

"I don't know but that look like the [Gate] spell sister used. Just bigger than I remembered."

"Them again! What is wrong with your family ! ?"

"D-Don't ask me…"

He made an awkward expression while collecting his katana.

Tohsaka kept on ranting for a while and he was just getting used to ignoring most of them.

Shirou was making his way out of the school warily. The students and teachers had already evacuated for some time now.

"I wonder if the hospital still open."

"Who know? Hey, did you hear something?"

Shirou stopped his feet after Tohsaka said that. He concentrated on the sound of the surrounding.

Indeed there was something wrong. The sirens still made noise in the distance but there were multiple rustles near them.

Tohsaka also put on a vigilant look.

They had passed the gate and stood on the street. The sky was dark and street light wasn't lit, only some of the automatic light pubs at the few houses lighted the way.

Something rushed pass them under his feet making Shirou jumped to the side.

He couldn't see anything but he felt there was fighting in the darkness before him.

Screeches occasionally resounding the area but the fighting never stop.

"Hey, Rin. I think we should move quickly out of here."

"Oh, you don't say."

He brushed aside her sarcasm with a serious face.

"I think I know what are lurking around here."

"Don't tell me it your sisters again."

"Eh, you knew?"

"Fucking dammit!"

"Watch the language lady."

Shirou turned to the hospital and ran. Not a single glance back.

"If it is one of your sisters, why are you running away?"

"They are her summons, the Shadow Demons, but there are others that aren't her either."

"So that mean…"

"Someone else is summoning Shadow Demons too, and they don't seem friendly."

It was her first time hearing about this kind of Shadow Demon but Tohsaka understood based on the name and the shadow blurs she felt.

If she was to fight one of those… she didn't know. Being stabbed by your shadow under your feet was frightening. Would the shadow under her clothes count? Well, better not thinking about it.

["Rin! Where have you been?"]

["Archer? That's my question! I have a hole in my abdomen now!"]

["Lancer suddenly appeared, I am fighting him at the moment. Saber has been heading your way, I will meet you later."]

They were heading toward the hospital but with the current events that may change.

"Shirou, Saber is on her way here. Archer is fighting Lancer and will retreat soon."

"That is good news then."

"Yes, but…"

A bone chilling horn reverberated from the sky, from the hole in the sky. Its low pitch made the air vibrate and shatter weak glass windows. Giant bodies of mechanical constructs descended slowly down.

Each one was as big as a tall building, must be around one or two hundred meters. They all carried big energy shield and energy long sword that was glowing blue with large bolt of lightning ran along them.

They had wings made of metal blades that connected with each other through lightning-like membranes. They alone illuminated the whole city, bathing it with blue light of lightning and mana.

Another horn reverberated and out of the hole came the Amanda of death.

A fleet of black spaceships showed up one by one.

The menacing appearances of giant one-kilometer and longer gunships hovering the city made people's heart churn.

"Shirou, I think the hospital can wait. We should find cover if it mean anything at all."

The sky was quickly cover by spaceship, artificial light scanning the ground and buildings all around the city.

"That won't help. Let's continue, we are near the river bank, there aren't any meaningful covers around here. Saber could track us right?"

"I don't know alright? I don't know anymore. Why the hell is the Grail War turning into an alien invasion?"

"Eh, well…"

Shirou continued to carry Tohsaka running through the battlefield while hearing her ranted some more.

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In another corner of the city, a blue blur jumping around from rooftop to rooftop. The sudden appearance of the fleet and giants in the sky made the blur stopped for a moment to look up.

Shoulder length blonde hair flowed freely in the wind, sharp emerald eyes piercingly looked at the apocalypse. Her blue dress was tattered in some places but there wasn't a blemish on her skin, even her armor was intacted.

"Shirou…"

Ignoring the danger in the sky, she continued to rush forward toward the river bank, where her Master's mana heading to.

Ever since she woke up by an enormous wave of mana, she felt her body had changed. She could perceived mana quite easily and overflowed by it. But there wasn't a moment of peace for her to inspect herself.

Archer was fighting with Lancer outside the house. She prepared to jump in and took over but he told her to go to Shirou and Tohsaka fast. That was obviously meant they were in danger so she dashed away without a fuss. Lancer just looked on in disappointment but didn't say anything, he just didn't want to be an ass by insisting on fighting her at the moment.

If that Master of his ordered then he would grumpily comply of course.

While running, Saber had noticed there were many shadowy things lurking everywhere and they were fighting each other every now and then.

They were none of her concern for now, Shirou came first.

But then an anomaly appeared in her view.

Two women were walking down the street quite leisurely. Judging by their attires, they couldn't be civilians.

The one in purple robe looked up at her and smirked while waving her hand a bit. Hands of dark smoke forming around Saber and began to grasp her.

A few swings of her sword were enough to clear them all. Scowling at the purple woman who Saber guessed was actually Caster.

Now of all time.

She intended to leave the place but there were magical vines floating in the air and they had surrounded her.

There goes my way out.

Looking down from the roof, Saber tightened her grip on the sword, intending to slash through everything with the new strength she found inside her. She needed to quickly get to Shirou's side. Amidst this unknown battlefield who know what could happen.

Unleashing an unrivaled force of which even surprised her as the attacker, she and her sword launched in a straight line toward the purple robed one.

The woman made a surprised face at the speed and force behind Saber's attack and couldn't move in time.

A loud crashing sound along with dust from the collision spread out covering the whole neighborhood. The sky also lit up with fire and lasers as if on cue with her attack.

The sword and Saber were stopped in place just before the two women. A transparent dome flashed briefly and pushed Saber and all the dust away.

A voice of which could sway countries and kingdoms rang out in the messy rubbles.

"Ah, why are you making a mess again? We are on this side of my barrier you know."

"Sorry, I thought I could finish her quickly."

"Hmm… You are… that girl our boy summoned, aren't you? Caster please don't attack her."

"Eh?"

Caster looked dumbfounded for a moment but quickly redone her calm expression.

Saber, despite being blown away but still unscratched, stood up with vigilance. The force she dealt wasn't weak by any mean, but it was stopped perfectly. And by the look of thing, it was done by Caster's Master.

Taking a closer look at the other female individual, she felt a strange tug at her heart when their eyes met. A certain attraction pulled her toward there, a bundle of earthly desires. The word 'pheromone' appeared in her mind.

With a traditional appearance of the shrine maiden, her long black hair and glittering black eyes seemed to peer into your soul.

Just by standing, she made the scenery brighten up and it in turn added on to her radiant figure. A beauty out of this world.

"You are not human…"

That wasn't intended but it was said out loud without her notice. Saber felt embarrassed by her own blunder and looked stumped.

Tamako just smiled gently in return at seeing her at a lost for word.

"Thing happened, so don't mind the detail. What are you doing here Saber?"

"Who are you? What is your aim acting familiar with me?"

"Ah, we haven't met yet. Where are my manner? I will introduce myself. I am the caretaker of the Devil's Abode, a subordinate of Mistress Siriel, Tamako."

Tamako made an elegant greeting befitted a high class princess.

"I am Caster."

Loud noise of battle rang out in the sky and big explosion occasionally illuminated them.

There was suspicious on Saber's face but the situation didn't allow idleness so she made haste decision.

"Are we enemies?"

"Not if you harm Shirou or hostile to us."

"Fine then, I need to get to Shirou quick."

She had an impatient face on and about to run off to where Shirou was.

"Oh, are you heading to the river bank? I can take you along if you like, Shirou was there too. He was blocked out by my barrier so he was safe."

As Tamako finished her sentence an oval black hole appeared. It looked just like the one in the sky with its interior a multitude of distortion.

"Let's us go then."

Caster followed right after Tamako into the [Gate]. Saber looked on with wariness but decided to trust her instinct, the one that she didn't know she had until now.

She knows about Siriel… and this absurdness…

Gripping her invisible sword tightly, she jumped into the distorted void.

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### Faraway in the sea ###

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The afternoon sun was burning through the fragmented clouds in the sky making the sea looked bluer and clearer, just like a painting of the tropical beach.

There was no beach here of course. Only a ship was floating around silently. This ship was medium in size with a large deck that could hold ten or more people without a problem.

On board the ship a heated argument between individuals dress in black vest and formal black uniform was taking place.

"Get off me! I must go there!"

"Shut the hell up! Do you want to die?"

"My wife and daughter live there, I need to go!"

Four men were restraining one other crying man. He put up a struggle in hopelessness. All of them had a bitter expression on their face but firmly doing what they must.

"ARGGGG‼"

Another man stood near them looked down with an unreadable face spoke up.

"We lost contact with the recon teams. HQ gives no response. And now you want to decrease our number further? GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF!"

There was no reply. Everyone was silent except the crying of one man. They all understood what they signed up to. Death could come in any shape and form, no one knew when would be their last mission.

This group was no ordinary agents. They were from the Mage Association. Magi normally didn't like modern tools and technologies but they were special, everything for the completion of their mission.

A few days ago, information about a huge movement of apostles on all seven continents, even the Antarctica reached the Clock Tower. Every organization was busily preparing defensive measure. They all closely observed the horde of beasts crowding to Fuyuki city.

Squads of investigators, inquisitors and others quickly followed them to the island but only silence returned.

There was no sign of apostles or any other agents. Whatever resided on that island had devoured them all.

And today as well, a group of magi was skirting around the island when the sky over Fuyuki city suddenly turned dark.

A giant vortex of cloud spread out from the center of the island and covered far out to the sea. Daylight disappeared quickly and wind picked up pace.

As if it wasn't ominous enough, there were even sight of blinding beams of light shooting here and there.

Whatever happening in there, it had become ground zero. The Holy War or not it didn't matter anymore, the whole world would know about this.

"Let's retreat."

The group quickly came to a consensus agreement and prepared to turn around.

Something may not have the same idea as them though.

Their ship began to shake strongly as something big just passed by below.

"W-What-"

A giant jaw opened from under the water and bit down the side of their ship, along with an unfortunate man who was holding on the rail.

The ship with a hole half its size was compromised. They all knew that this was the end for them. But panic still found a place among them when attacked by a giant sea monster in this age.

"M-Monster‼"

"How cou- "

A dark mass surfaced for a moment revealing a giant long body as if an organic train moving under the water.

They all froze up at the sight of such monstrosity, forgetting all about magecraft and weapons. Not that it would help.

The instinctive fear of the dark deep water was awakened. They felt vulnerable, they felt helpless. Despair seeped into their mind under the impending doom.

With a strong slap of its tail, the whole ship became splinters with its passengers.

The creature swam away to the other ships, leaving chunks of meat and wood behind on the dark sea.

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"Hmm, typical human. They are quite rowdy."

High in the sky was something that could be call a typical demon in games and stories.

Ashen color skin, two big horns on the side of his head and a pair of giant gray leather wings.

He had short black hair and bright purple eyes. His face was handsome and youthful. He could easily captivate any female with his charming face alone.

In his hand were several medallions in the shape of blue snake twisting around itself. It was an item that summoned a level forty Sea Serpent when threw into water, even a puddle.

A commodity that could be acquired plenty just by hunting in the deadly sea of the high level area. For high level players they were just an annoyance. The Serpent would block the way, slow them down, even taken lethal hit for the summoner. But that was not how it went with lower level people. Especially level fifty and below.

Just like how futile the humans died a moment ago, this kind of monster could chew on careless mid-level players as well. They were many in number but it didn't belong to the mortal's habitat for obvious reason.

And those monsters were released just like that by the winged demon on the sky. A handful of medallions dropped down to the sea and turned into a bundle of death. They quickly spread around under the surface.

The demon looked down on the roaring sea below for a moment and flew toward the island. The Sea Serpents would disappear the day after but that was none of his concern. He could permanently summon them too but it would be a hassle to exert his power just to clean up some trash.

This day would mark the day every organizations felt the crisis creeping in their nest.

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### Fuyuki city ###

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"So you met my best sister Tamako, hm… she is beautiful isn't she?"

No one answer to Shirou's statement.

"Ah, Shirou, Mistress will get you for that."

"W-Wait, Tamako-sis, don't tell her!"

Tohsaka was stoned by the appearance of a [Gate] in front of them, and then an inhumane beauty stepped out of it making her even stoner if it was possible at all.

Saber who appeared behind Tamako had quickly moved next to Shirou and began to inspect Tohsaka and him.

His statement was ignored because they didn't know how to talk back. Her beauty was too surreal to even joke about.

"Um, sis. Who is that lady over there?"

Brought back by his question, everyone turned to look at Caster, who felt a bit uncomfortable at being stared at.

They was standing on a road to the river bank. Here they could see what people would call a mecha war taking place.

"This is my new assistant, Caster."

"Wha-, for real? You are joining the Grail War too?"

Tohsaka was paling thinking about an entity possibly of Siriel level joining. Her brain was running maximum capacity thinking of a possible way to win… nothing.

Can we even last a day at all!

And that was not counting the possibility of more absurdities joining in either.

Saber was still firmly holding her sword while staying near Shirou in case something happen. She was as silent as a rock. Because Caster had attacked her earlier, she could not let her guard down despite knowing Shirou's relationship with Tamako.

"Hm? No, I don't. If I want anything I could simply ask Mistress. Why would I do something so troublesome like joining this War?"

That answer didn't mess well with everyone for some reason. Tohsaka getting out of her stoned state asked up.

"Eh? To grant your wish for example?"

"Yeah, that's right sis. You could get your wish granted."

Tamako smiled gently at them making Shirou blushed a bit, he could never resist her charm, but he knew about it himself so he was fine.

Tohsaka's face was red. She was charmed and embarrassed at herself at the same time. Still a pretty naïve girl.

"It's sounded as if you all are trying to persuade me to join. And Shirou, Mistress could grant wish as well you know?"

""""Eh?""""

The four standing with a dumbfounded face, even Caster.

"Hm? Caster? I thought I told you already."

"I, I thought that was a metaphor way of speaking…"

"That's being said, she won't go around granting wish to anyone so don't put your hope up."

Looking at the female Master, Tamako changed the focus to her.

"You seem to be injured, come over here."

"Tamako-sis, me too!"

"You look fine but alright."

Her soft hands touched them gently on the exposed skin. Tohsaka on the abdomen and Shirou on the chest.

A wave of refreshing feeling spread out throughout their entire body. They felt as if being hugged by an angel, bathing under their radiant light. All the blood and dirt disappeared too, even their clothes returned to pristine condition like they were just made right there.

But as Tamako removed her hands, a disappointed look adorned their face. A feeling of lost passed their heart.

"I am not a Divine Magic Caster, so my healing was not that great. But this should do."

"Sis! You are the best!"

Shirou and Tohsaka were checking themselves. All healed, even better than this morning. Tohsaka herself got a question about Divine Magic Caster but that could wait.

Satisfied with that, Shirou looked around to take in the scenery. Explosions still occurred in the sky but he couldn't see what happened with all those giant mechs flying everywhere.

"Well, all things considered, just what is happening?"

Tamako made a small pout on her face.

"Mistress just found an interesting guy so she played with him a bit and went overboard. I am here to control the damage."

"That's… just like her I guess."

While he and Tamako were casually conversing with each other, Tohsaka felt like the dam just broke. Her delightful freshness gone in an instance.

"Hold it right there!"

"What is it Rin? Why are you yelling again?"

"You mean all this, ALL this is just her playing around? Everything is a mess! The city has broken down! Unknown force are fighting to the death everywhere! And you are saying that she was just playing? Don't joke with me!"

"Wow Rin, you have a lot built up huh?"

"And you too. Why are you so calm about this?"

Tohsaka glared back at Shirou with all she had. She was at her wit end. Nothing had gone right for her ever since the War started.

"I am not calm but it isn't so serious Rin."

"How so?"

"You see, there is no damage anywhere, the battle above doesn't reach here either. I don't know how to deal with the civilians but all the other damage is done by Servants, isn't it?"

"W-Well, you may be right, b-but…"

"Look here, Rin. I don't want to sound irresponsible but we don't have to worry about this mess at all. Let the big groups deal with it."

Saber and Caster stood by the side silently listened on their argument. The situation was a strange one but not so detached from their life. They lived on the battlefield and fighting unknowns were not that strange to them. At least not on this level.

Tamako clapped her hands lightly and got their attention back at her.

"Do not worry. Mistress will stay home for the rest of the day. Levia will take care of things above with that guy. Now, why don't we go back to Shirou's house? Archer is still fighting over there right?"

"Yeah. Come on Rin, let's go back."

"Ugh!"

She looked dissatisfied with all this. She couldn't stomach that Shirou win an argument with her.

"I will remember this."

"Hm?"

"Nothing!"

The two Servants looked at each other straight in the eyes. Saber was still wary of the women in purple robe, Caster.

"I do not trust you."

"Ho, is that so? You should be then."

As sparks seemed to form between them, Shirou noticed and asked.

"Hey, sis. What about Caster? She was summoned by the Grail so can she not participate?"

That was a question that everyone wanted to ask for a while now.

The seven Servants and their Masters, a death match ritual that was established from three hundred years ago couldn't be bended as simple as saying 'I won't join'.

"That is her decision, is it not? And as long as you give that Grail mana, it won't complain even if no Servant dies. It is just a medium after all. As long as wish granting is your aim that is."

"Really? That can't be all of it."

Tohsaka interjected her speech before more questions pilling up.

"Well, you need a lot of mana to fill up the thing."

They became quiet in contemplation what that could mean for them. Only Shirou who was new to all this couldn't fully grasp the significant of the information.

"Tamako sis, will you go with us then? I really want your help."

She looked to be in thought for a while and glanced briefly toward Caster. The later just bowed lightly.

"I guess I could accompany you for a while. The city is secured for now."

A small smirk creeping on that beautiful face of her giving Shirou a bad feeling.

"I heard from Mistress that you have improved quite a lot. A test will be in order then."

She made another [Gate] and invited everyone through.

Shirou who had a small panic was pushed through first. The three other females looked on in curiosity and followed through. Tohsaka was feeling uncomfortable but was grabbed by Saber who jumped in quickly.

Tamako took a look at the sky before stepping in herself just in time as two spaceships crashed down along with a giant one hundred meters mechanical angel.

The three titanic objects were burning brightly as they fell. The fiery fire was melting the outer layer of the spaceships and the angel but the heat didn't affect the terrain one bit.

They were all blasted to bits with a loud explosion. The metal chunks were disintegrated into particles quickly as it fell.

"Ah! Hi Tamako-nee!"

A handsome young boy with blonde hair floating in the place of the previous bundle of metal. He was waving excitedly at her, his face was smiling brightly.

Tamako waved back with her usual gentle smile as the boy dashed back off to the mess in the sky.

I don't plan on doing this all day. The human should move quickly to take care of thing.

She put up another layer of mana to the island with a sigh and disappeared through the [Gate].

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At the Matou mansion, the gate was closed up tightly, light illuminated the interior, and the whole perimeter was covered up by a bounded field for security.

In the hallway, a lanky boy with messy dark blue hair was walking back and forth while cursing nonstop.

"Damn, damn, DAMN!"

He was paling and sweating like an ailing kid.

"Why is this happening to me? My plan is perfected."

The boy was Shinji Matou, an inheritor of the Matou household. He was a playboy at school and kind of a jerk to everyone but nothing too hateful.

From a dark room at the end of the hallway, an old man with short stature and grayish skin appeared. He was Zouken Matou, the grandfather of Shinji. In name only. He was more ancient than that.

"Shinji. Don't act like a disgrace to the family."

"! Hii…, grandfather? No, it's not my fault!"

Shinji jumped back with a panic filled face. He was very scared of his grandfather, afraid to disappoint him and being disregarded as incompetence.

"Hm, running away while screaming. You can't even act like a magus and you want to be treated as one? The Matou is finished with you."

"No no no, it's not like that! It wasn't in the plan! Right, right, they are outsiders, they ruined it, they ruined the War, and my plan!"

"Silent!"

"Hii‼"

Tsk, useless.

Glared at his descendent for a few hard seconds, he turned around and walked off into the darkness.

"I will give you another change to make yourself useful. Now back to your room, don't obstruct the way."

His figure disappeared with only his footsteps echoed in the eerie house. There was insect's noise rustling in the deep darkness of the night.

Shinji had fallen in a heap where he stood. Madness crawling in his eyes. He had a look of desperation while muttering nonstop like a mantra.

After a while, he picked himself up and went upstairs.

"Ah, onii-sama."

The timid girl showed up at the worst possible time. She heard a commotion in the house so she had taken a look.

Seeing his sister with her head down in a submissive attitude, some twisted emotion sprang up inside him.

"It's your fault!"

He slapped her across the head with all his might making her collapsed to the ground a short distance from him.

"Did you tell him my plan? You surely did, didn't you? After all, you go to his house every day. You ungraceful bitch!"

"Uu‼"

He continued to kick her until he was out of breath then walked off, ignoring her all messed up on the ground.

Rider looked at them from a distance with gritted teeth.

She couldn't interfere in time. The lowlife that had become her Master was a piece of work. Oh how she wished to stab him to death many times witnessing him abusing Sakura.

She approached the down girl to help her up. There were bruises here and there but overall she didn't seem to be seriously injured.

"… Thank you."

Responding weakly, Sakura unsteadily walked back to her room and closed the door shut.

Rider didn't say anything but watched her back.

A pitiful existence.

She herself led a tragic life till death knew too well the feeling of being oppressed. Seeing Sakura enduring the training of the old man and the beating of the brat stirred her heart. She wanted to embrace and protect the girl.

As irritating as it was, Shinji had called her just now. Although she hated seeing that face, he was still her Master.

Fading out and reappearing in his room, she stayed near the wall, away from him. The insufferable runt may explode in any moment.

And explode he did. Shinji threw a lamp at her which she dodged by stepping to the side.

"You are useless! Why can't you take care of those pests? Because of you my carefully crafted plan was ruined!"

She was baffled by him.

Carefully crafted plan? Now that a new word.

She couldn't believe that he called making a bounded field using her Noble Phantasm to absorb the students was a carefully crafted plan. There was at least one magus in the school beside him, did he think it would go smoothly without interference?

Furthermore, there was a Master that could fight off a Servant like her on a one on one fight.

That boy was quite good, in more than one meaning.

"You should know the strength of the magi in the school, and yet you sent me to fight them just to call me back when you was panic…"

"Shut up! You dare to talk back to me? Know your place!"

Rider shut up as he told her to. Right at the moment, the brat was just throwing a tantrum. Abusing his position as the Master to vent out on her.

She couldn't care less anymore of what he said. It was her misfortune to be under his command.

"I will be the head of the Matou family, I am not some incompetence like him. That's right…"

He muttered to himself with some wicked thought.

His mind was not quite straight after the anomaly appeared.

It wasn't that the incident made him like that, it was he himself and the anxiety of his inferior complex tendency that caused such trashy action.

As expected, he had not the potential to be a magus. Couldn't he see that the old man just didn't really care about his success?

Thinking of the old 'man', she couldn't shake off this ominous vibe he was giving. As a 'monster' herself, she could tell that he was definitely one.

She didn't want to be involved with him, or better yet, stayed away as far as possible from such evil.

Looking back at the hateful Shinji with indifference, she saw that the brat had crafted up some 'careful' plans, again.

Losing interest, she gazed up at the sky…

Well, this is new.

The sight of… whatever-that-is flashily hacked and slashed and exploded really made one wanted to shout 'what the f*ck'.

She would gladly watch her Master caught up in it and died.

What is happening out there?

She didn't know who was fighting but it looked like the end of the world with all those… machines.

Furthermore, they looked like the angels whom human revered so much. The church would have a wonderful time after this.

As she was absentmindedly watching a large beam of energy swept over the city without damaging anything, Shinji had recovered from his little world.

"Hahahaha, I am a magus of the Matou linage, I will win this War."

Whatever conclusion he has come into, I don't want to know.

"Rider! You will pick out human in this city one by one, I need you to grow stronger. Then after that, our first target will be Emiya. He is the weakest magus, an incompetence."

She looked at her 'Master' like he had grown another head.

Oh no. Seriously? Where the hell is he looking at when he calls that boy 'weak'? And doesn't he see the sky?

It looked like she would have a hard time with his demand again. Her class was Rider and he used her like a pawn. The utilizing of her skills was… hazardous.

And what irked her more was that he seemed to ignore the problem in the sky, the supernatural war in the shadow. The mysterious monsters that caused all of those may perhaps out of his league, so she could forgive him for ignoring them. But the Grail War was currently blended with those anomalies, he should pay more attention and be more caution.

"What with that face? Are you looking down on ME? Know your place!"

He threw a book at her while having a mad look again.

She dodged of course.

Well, better get it over with.

She would move out later with him to the city. People were evacuated, what did he hope to accomplice?

He had done a splendid job of earning hate from his own Servant. He was lucky that she hadn't resisted until now, or else his only command seal would have been long gone.

She took a look at the book in his shirt.

The old man had made a command seal into a book for his inadequate grandson.

A plan to make him use it and unbounded her was forming in her head. If she could find a suitable Master to make a deal then…

Rider silently considered her options while putting up with Shinji's attitude. She really didn't like betrayal one bit but this would be an exception she happily committed.

The darkness of Fuyuki thickened as its habitants struggling with their chaotic fate. The big bad things had yet to happen but their life had already been stirred messily.

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Zouken. The ancient fossil of an evil man.

He started off different but end up like the monster at present.

The insects were buzzing noisily around him like always as he passed through the city.

The nonsense battle in the sky was concerning but he wasn't scared in the least.

Not that he was confident of his ability. He was sure that those giants could kill him completely if they ever approached.

The reason he had confidently streaked out was because he was aware of some kind of protection over the city.

A massive wave of mana swept by him when he was observing the darkening sky.

The fight at the center of the city of course didn't escape his attention.

He had recognized Gilgamesh right away, but the one he was fighting was strange.

He couldn't even look at their figure. All of his bugs exploded the moment they focus on 'that existence'.

Never before had he encounter such a thing.

The moment Gilgamesh used his Noble Phantasm, Zouken had thought that the fight was about to be over.

And he was right.

But there weren't any of his bugs around to see what exactly happened. He just knew that another fight was starting and this one was escalating out of hand.

The result was the current mess above his head.

The intimidating giant spaceships were hovering everywhere in the sky.

He had sent some insects up there but they failed to pass through the barrier. He had no way of gathering any kind of information from the new enigmas.

Because he couldn't rely on the insects anymore, he had to venture out himself.

Under all this distraction, the Servants wouldn't be able to take notice of him. He could search for the pawn of the Mage Association and take his command seals.

The Holy Grail War of Fuyuki city was quite famous among the magi. Despite the agreement of noninterference, there was no way the Mage Association would be giving up that easily.

This time, they sent in one of their magi to participate in the War. The brat was a greenhorn with no reputation to speak of.

A no-name that somehow was chosen to fight here in Fuyuki city. Zouken could guess that the brat was nothing than a pawn to probe the situation in this land.

The problem was that he couldn't find him.

Zouken had discovered the location of the base the Mage Association prepared in advance but the place was empty.

Apparently, the kid was good at hiding. Zouken hadn't find a clue about the where-about of the little spy since his arrival. Of course he wasn't too keen on finding the rat at the time.

But right now was different. He had a need for a Servant so the kid had to retire early.

Zouken knew the last Servant, Assassin was summoned by the greenhorn of the Association. And that was a useful piece for him to move around in this situation.

The places that could be used to hide were limited. A simple brat couldn't possibly escape his 'eyes' in this city. It was only a matter of time before the command seals falling in his hand.

But really… where do those things come from?

He looked up to the sky from the shadow between buildings. The sky was painted black by spaceships and fighters of unknown origin.

Their overall shapes looked like the angels from the bible but with futuristic equipment.

Gilgamesh was fighting them all with his Gate of Babylon. The battle seemed to be in a stalemate as both sides continuously summoned more and more of their arsenal.

Zouken was fine with standing by and watching the top dogs biting each other to death.

He resumed his search for the young magus and tried to find out as much information as he could about the anomalies in the city. Carelessness was a walking death-wish after all.

The insects spread out to every notch and crease in Fuyuki city pulling with them the dark shadow of evil.

Zouken laughed quietly in an eerie tone while disappearing in the shadow.

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### Fuyuki air space ###

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A blast of explosion opened up the hull off a spaceship.

There was a gigantic black sword launching itself through the dense pack of mechanical angels and gunships.

The sword was Ig-Alima, a divine construct belonged to Gilgamesh.

Talking about Gilgamesh, he had just kept launching giant spears and swords nonstop.

Ig-Alima along with Sul-sagana were the two weapons most used by Gilgamesh at the moment because of its usefulness against these foes.

The jagged sword Sul-sagana with its protruding flaming blades was able to burn through the machines of death despite its small frame.

Many of those mechanical angels had been felled by those flaming blades. The blades shot beams of fire outward burning even more of these giants and spaceships.

Then there was the other big sword.

While looked like a dagger in the hand of the angels, the black blade Ig-Alima had effectively pierced through the energy shield and force field of the machines.

The angels didn't fall that easily with just a small hole in its body so the sword need to wreck the hole into a mess to incapacitate the things. Those angels were all around one hundred meters tall so it couldn't be helped.

Gilgamesh of course still in his prideful mindset didn't bring out all his divine weaponry just to deal with foot soldiers. Using the two sword was already hurting his ego.

He continuously evaded the flurry of slashes from those giant lightning swords. The things were gigantic but very swift and fast. Almost no opening in their swordplay making the fight unexpectedly hard for Gilgamesh.

But there was still his trusty golden chains, the Chain of Heaven.

Those chains quickly restrained the three angels that were currently attacking him. The only job left to do was for him to finish the three and moved on to the next target.

The struggling three were quite violent. They even attempted to scrap their body to escape.

But of course that was futile. The Chain of Heaven could even put restrain on the abominable Monster from who-know-where, the one claimed to be the Queen of the Underworld of whom he had previously presumed to be eliminated by him, until she unleashed the damn psychopathic angel. The like of these machines were just fodders for him. Though he had to admit that they were quite tough.

With that said he still couldn't let his guard down even for just a moment.

After he had dispatched everything around him, an impending sense of danger pounded violently inside his mind.

Turning around on his flying throne Vimana to search the source of the danger. And there he saw it.

A bunch of metal craps seemingly blended together into a big ball flew at him with staggering speed.

The problem was the size of that thing.

By the look of it, the thing was made of an unknown amount of those spaceships and mechanical angels compressed to become a giant mass. Those ships alone were already two kilometers long each so the combined giant mass was something to behold.

Gilgamesh felt like cursing right at that moment. The big metal ball had a diameter that measured in kilometers thanked to its components.

It was fortunate that his Vimana could fly with the speed of thought. He didn't need to maneuver that hard to let the thing pass by harmlessly. There was no way he would waste his breath to dispose of that ball of scrap. Though if he was to be hit by that, it would be dangerous. His danger perception didn't go off easily if it was just a big ball of scrap, surely there had to be something more to it.

And just as he had deduced, the giant metal ball lit up brightly and exploded like a nuke in the distance.

Gilgamesh had to bring out God's Shield, a strong treasure to block the waves of destruction and all other kind of energy that crashed toward him like a broken dam.

The giant wall-like shield held up to its name, perfectly defended him from all this sudden mayhem. Although it was hard for him to counterattack when staying behind the shield but it was sure enough not necessary for him to do anything of the sort. He didn't have to rush thing with the God's Shield covering him.

Luckily for the city that there was a barrier separated the battle zone and prevented any damage or any chunk of giants from falling down to the city.

After a while when no more deadly waves of unknown nature passed by, Gilgamesh retrieved his God's Shield and searched for the cause of the 'bomb'.

In the middle of the empty sky where burning embers still falling down from everywhere, there stood in the air with two hands balled up and rose high was the brat that had been pestering him before. He had a bright smile that was full of joy and happiness.

He was very skeptical about this anomaly of a kid. Was he really a kid in the first place?

The hyperactive brat began to jump around again in search of the next enemy. His golden hair was brilliantly shining in the dark sky along with the bright gold aura cloaking his entire body making the onlookers easily mistook him with a falling star.

The aura was something that Gilgamesh had seen for the first time in his life, before and after becoming a heroic spirit.

That mixture of radiant golden light and dark red infernal flame surely was unnerving for anyone who was capable of analyzing power.

He hadn't seen any significant effect of the aura yet. It could be anything from boosting power to actively causing harm.

In conclusion, anything that could produce that kind of aura was not something to mess with.

Gilgamesh had observed the brat from the beginning but lost sight of him after the battle began.

He still heard explosions here and there continuously resounding in the midst of the formation of their fleet of machine angels.

Unknown origin. Not a Servant and definitely not a human. By look alone he was no different than a normal annoying brat.

There was a regal feel about the kid. He was wild yet innocent, had a pure heart and a carefree attitude.

Certainly a kid both inside and outside.

Gilgamesh was feeling both wary and at ease toward the brat. Which was what had been irritating him from the beginning.

I remembered he said his name was Levia a while ago.

He noticed that Levia's strength was abnormal.

Too strong to be precise.

He couldn't grasp the limit of his strength at all, because Levia hadn't had any difficult at scrapping the machines from the beginning.

Every punch destroyed its target easily without a sweat. Sometime when the angels were grouped together they got shattered en mass.

No fancy skill was applied yet except the one that made the giant metal ball explode just now, and some form of martial art.

While probing the monstrosity he had to deal with some new enemies.

A bunch of human-size units of which were equipped like the Valkyries of Valhalla poured out of the spaceships.

With a lithe female body adorning silver armor and wings of light, they brought splendidly the image of the War Maidens except that all of them were inorganic. They were faster and much more agile than he would like.

"Tsk! Annoying machines."

The army of small mechanical battle angels or more like Valkyries was ceaselessly coming out like endless streams of black spore if looked from afar. Not to mention their individual's strength were unnecessarily high.

Gilgamesh was quite fed up with this mess. It was as if he was fighting against the whole Throne of Heroes. This fight had become a chore for him. But he just couldn't up and go away. His pride was wounded, he needed to settle this.

Using countless amount of A-rank weapons he started to engage in battle against those new foes.

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Levia was rampaging to his heart's content. He was using only his martial prowess, of which was just some mashed-up style from the various school of unarmed combat. All the default passive abilities of his classes were forcefully turned off.

Although there were a lot of schools mixed in his fighting style but his main focus was a martial art from the rural South East Asian, Muay Thai.

His master recommended that deadly art to him and he liked it too.

He trained just to satisfy his master in the beginning but then he realized that he really enjoyed doing martial art. He had actively learnt more and more about the unarm combat of human.

He was quite the natural genius when it came to fighting. The techniques he absorbed was all compliment nicely to his already monstrous strength.

And just like his master, he took a liking to restraining himself to satisfy his thirst for combat.

Right at this moment, he only used his essence or in another way of calling it, Dragon ki, to aid his fists and kicks to brawl out with those machines.

It was hard work to use ki when he did not have any class related to it. But then there was his master, the all-knowing magnificent and powerful existence, his favorite.

The way he leant was odd but effective. It was outside of the system he was born in. His master had risen to a new height in his respected meter.

There was a goal to be able to use the K*meh*meh*.

Whatever that was he didn't know but that sound cool so he would try his best.

In the 6 years of free reign, Levia had constantly increased his control over his Dragon ki, which had both the property of heaven and inferno. Because you know, he was a Radiant Dragon and an Infernal Dragon.

Right now he was still using his [Fly] spell, the one he acquired through a spell tome his master gave. But one day he would fly using his own ki, like his master demonstrated once in the past. He didn't want to use his wings when in human form or dog form.

His ki was as enormous as ever with the stat HP over the limit. And with how he was instructed about weight training, that ridiculous life force was risen like a bad multiplier-miscalculation in math.

The gravity he used to train was also the reason his ki aura didn't explode out like a nuke. The enchanted ring was making sure that everything was contained close to him and crushing him with who-know-how-high G-Force.

It made him slow and sluggish but the things that get hit by him… well, let just say that the different in weight was making it look like he was playing with cardboard boxes.

"Hahaha, ohhh! Big guns!"

The merchant seemed to be quite impatient. As seen by a fleet of twenty gunships lining up in four columns. They all unpacked and reveal each a giant form of charging gun that looked like their ship was originally a gun to begin with.

And all of them were aiming at Levia while the giant Angels tried their best, bodies and swords, to keep him in place.

Gilgamesh witnessed it but didn't do anything to help out. He saw the excitement in Levia's eyes.

Crazy brat.

As a giant mechanical angel sacrificed his body to hold down Levia, all the Graviton particles gathered before various gun barrels, lighting up the whole sky in an incandescent bluish light.

Gilgamesh was having a serious look on his face as the formation of those giant ships lighting themselves up.

Whatever it is, be it a bomb or a beam, the outcome won't be good.

He had estimated the destruction of those attacks… and the result was nothing to ignore anymore. If the attacks went off then the earth crust would be demolished and subsequently implode the planet.

He wasn't aware of the magnitude of the barrier that was separating their playground with the rest of the world. If it was so easy to notice then it would surely not the work of the expert, not to mention someone on Tamako's level.

But as he was about to interfere with the cannon formation, the other spaceships also getting in to some different arrangement around him.

He realized that he was still also a target to these things.

"Hm, bring it on then. Let see how you fare."

The intensity of the attack was double and even more. He was now so focus on countering these things now that he gave up on saving Levia.

It was a pity but deal with it yourself brat.

All those guns and cannons were meant for space battles, for war between worlds. But with the madness of the Merchant it was all irrelevant.

Bomb that could obliterate moons.

Blast of energy that could pierce planets.

Barrage of Particle beams that could sterilize world of their life forms.

All of them were released without an ounce of remorse.

The battle was like firework for anyone below. They couldn't make out anything in the black sky. The light show was flashy but scary at the same time.

If there was no barrier to contain all the fighting then the island would be long gone from the beginning.

Levia was tearing the arms of the giant machine that was holding him. The hands were already melted by his aura but all those metals were hell-bend on pressing on him to keep him in place.

"Ahh! So annoying! Stop grabbing me!"

The Merchant could take on legion of players of level 100 so the situation may turn to the worst for Levia at any moment.

The more the fight prolong the more likely that the Merchant Angel would bring everything down with him.

Levia was tempting to remove his ring and when full apocalypse with all these machines.

As he was about to do just that, there was a [Message] to him.

["Levia…"]

He was startled but instantly answer.

["Tamako-nee? What do you need?"]

His sister paused for a while before talking to him again.

["… quickly finish thing and get to me…"]

["Eh? I still want to play more. I want to entertain master."]

He was whining a bit. He really wanted to make his master happy, he knew she liked it when he wrecked things.

["There is trouble."]

Now that was a different matter altogether. He would help his sister in this. Pleasure could be left alone for later.

["Yes, Tamako-nee."]

Thing that could make his sister trouble was surely hard to deal with.

He turned up to look at the spaceships in front of him. They were all full of energy, literally.

Letting out a loud hearty laugh, he removed his ring and put it back in his inventory.

The sky flashed brightly and rumbled as his aura exploded outward.

Everything around the world feel it. The indescribable feeling of doom. The border of reality was not an obstacle for his presence at all.

Levia turned all his passive on to the max.

His aura flared even more. His figure was already distorted by the sear amount of power he released.

All the machines around him were melted and blasted away the moment he removed his ring.

He was not holding anything back anymore. Using his ki along with his innate powers as a Dragonoid he has turned into a tyrannical existence right at that moment.

"I want to play more but let's end this early yeah."

With a casual tone of a child, Levia floated before the combined blast of all the twenty space battleship that were very eager to dustify everything in its range.

And the untold apocalypse in the sky of Fuyuki city commenced with a supernova blast as the opening.

Why am I meeting so many monsters today? Tsk!

… And a complaint from a golden king.

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### Tamako ###

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The [Gate] that she had opened led straight to the Emiya residence and in the middle of the garden.

Stepping out last she saw that everyone else was in a battle ready stance around the [Gate].

Looking at the only point of interested in the vicinity, there were two men fighting one another.

They were Archer and Lancer.

The roof where they stood looked like scraps.

"Aa, a… m-my house…"

Well, there was also Shirou, a man of family, who was apparently mourning for his house pitiful state.

Stifle a chuckle from seeing him being so despair by this and not the fight with Raider, Tamako approached them as the portal behind her closed up.

She stood next to Shirou and Caster also moved beside her.

Everyone else also gathered around her slowly as if she was about to do something.

This was of course made her feel quite uncomfortable.

She was designed to be a shy devil afterall.

And they all stood behind her to make her into some kind of leader here. It just made the uncomfortable situation even more unbearable when the two fighting on the roof stopped their fight to look at her.

This made her smiling face turned into a frown.

"Umm, please continue."

"NO! Don't! My house is innocent!"

Shirou quickly disagreed with her. This of course should make anyone angry but she didn't.

Tamako was glad that Shirou was taking the role of the focus point here. She swiftly pushed him to the front to handle the conversation.

One or two people she could handle a bit but when there were so many like here she just want to go back to her beloved shrine.

Lancer jumped back to a safe distance before looking again at the new faces.

"Hoo, I missed out such beauties in this city, what a blunder. May I perhaps know your name ladies?"

He didn't forget to make a light bow in a gentlemen manner either.

He may seem to be a good for nothing playboy but he was properly observing the two new women.

One was obviously Caster and the other the Master.

He also didn't neglect to keep an eye on Saber. She looked quite wild with the torn up dress and loose hair.

It was a refreshing change and he liked it. But of course he didn't point it out, a furious Saber right this moment was not a good idea.

Returning his attention to the pair of women, he was waiting for their reply. But the kids just had to get in the way of the adults.

"Hey! Why are you all fighting on my roof? Can't you just jumped somewhere to fight, you punks?"

Now that was something new. Being called a punk by some kid. Lancer's facial expression crumbed up… like a delinquent on the street.

"Agh? What is your problem? I am not talking to you. Now step aside, the adult are talking."

"Like hell I will! Come down here! I am gonna quack your stupid blue ass, I still haven't forgotten the last time!"

Shirou was unexpectedly aggressive. This stunted both Saber and Tohsaka a bit due to knowing his normal passive self. They didn't think he could hold a grudge.

"Hah! I am not so easy to be provoked by you. I am asking their names not you dork!"

Their verbal combat continued on and on making the females irritated. Archer who was neglected on the sideline also wanted to break into their noisy exchange.

But before any of them could do something there was a deafening explosion in the sky that took their attention.

Tamako looked up at the giant ball of light that was beginning to die down in the cloud.

Such happiness. I wish I could be like him.

She return her eyes back at Lancer and the others. Her barrier had taken care of all the force of the explosion so from the ground people couldn't know what kind of dangerous force they had just evaded.

"Ugh… thing seem to be quite intense. I think I should retreat here for today. We will get to know each other next time ladies."

Lancer raised a concerned look at the sky full of giant black spaceships and whatever that were jetting around.

He wanted to continue the fight but three to one? He was not that suicidal. And the new magus could be dangerous due to possess Caster whom was already a tricky opponent.

So retreat was his only choice here unless 'special circumstance' said otherwise.

"Now you are running? Get back here jerk!"

Shirou snapped out of his stupor and shouted at a retreating Lancer. He was planning to throw rocks at him but restrained himself.

"See you around brat."

As he jumped away, five big projectiles zoomed above Shirou and chased after him.

After a few *ching* sounds followed by a *Gyaa* in the distance, everything fell back in silent.

Archer jumped down from the roof as his bow dematerializing.

With a deep breath Shirou returned to his normal self, happy and a bit serious.

His eyes swept pass the roof again and twitched a bit but he tried to ignore it.

"Um, sis… could you… help me out?"

Tamako was not please.

His word made the others focus on her again.

Archer looked at her with suspicious. He left them for haft a day and what?

They came back with another Master and Servant. He didn't even want to ask how.

Moving next to Tohsaka and standing behind her, he continued to stare at the new faces.

Tamako of course didn't like that kind of attention one bit. She was having a frown on as she ignored Archer's inquisitive look.

"… I'm going home."

"Eh? What are… NO! Please don't go sis!"

Shirou was a bit worked up as his nicest sister suddenly wanted to go home.

He was in need of her help with a lot of things. There were obviously a bunch of questions that he was sure she had the answer for.

And he also wanted to be near her… as a small side objective of course… right…

"Hmm!"

There was a small pout on her right cheek. Her big round black eyes were looking at him with a hurt puppy. The glinting in her eyes just made it worse. He felt like submitting under that gaze, wanting to please her at all cost just so that he could pacify that tingling in his heart.

He falls completely under her thumb! Such a dreadful woman!

The girls looked dumbfounded at Shirou as his face turn redder.

Caster knew her Master didn't mean to seduce anyone. But her natural charm was already dangerous on its own.

"L-Let's go inside, shall we?"

Shirou pulled himself together and invited her quickly before she wanted to return again. Seeing as Tamako didn't leave immediately meant that he had succeeded.

Everyone except Shirou didn't know why she suddenly wanted to go back. They all had a complicated face on as no one knew how to act in this situation.

Would they be hostile? Or friendly?

For the moment they follow Shirou's lead. He was, afterall a brother of some sort to her.

"Hey sis, um… about the roof…"

He was like a kid asking for allowance with that timid attitude.

Even Archer was twitching looking at that kind of Shirou. The urge to stab him suddenly rose a bit.

With the mention of the roof and the way Tamako just passed by Shirou and went into the house like nothing happened, everyone else except Caster furrowed their brows at that thinking she was definitely not in a good mood.

"Ohh, thank you Tamako–sis! You are the best!"

His thanks made them look at him with a hard stare. 'Why would he thank her when she didn't do anything?' was the question in their mind. Well, except Caster of course.

He and Caster quickly followed Tamako inside the house.

Tohsaka, Archer and Saber still stood there as their gazes landed on the roof which was as pristine as a newly build house.

The two Servant didn't voice their surprise but their face show it all.

Tohsaka was not as surprise as them. She already witness it once just a moment ago, on her body no less.

"Eh well, let's go in. They are probably waiting for us."

She moved forward while pulling both Servants by the arm. They walked but their eyes told her that they were still running a full album of theories inside their head. Not her problem though. They could just ask the… She still had no clue what Tamako was.

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When everyone had sat down around the table in the kitchen, Shirou brought out drinks. Just a formality but that pleased some people of noble blood such as Caster and Saber. They were fine without it though.

"Um sis, please bear with us. We are not that many and you already know some of us right?"

Tamako was still cutely pouting but her mood had lessened somewhat.

"… What did you want my help with?"

Seeing her speak brought a smile on him. Finally they could talk.

Caster sat on her right was completely silent. Things wouldn't involve her. She just observed everyone for any information that could be obtained easily.

Next to her was Archer and his Master. They also silently listened on the talk. Questions would be asked later after Shirou had laid the ground work for them.

Saber was still in thought about things. Lots of things. Like her new changes, or the mess out there.

Shirou just looked at her a bit concerned but left her be for the moment. He let her sit next to Tamako on the left and he himself sat in front of Tamako.

The table wasn't big so everyone was not that far away from each other.

"Truthfully, I really want you to join us in this."

"No. I don't want to."

Letting out a sigh, he gave up. He knew his kind sister was never a group person but it wouldn't hurt to try asking.

"Oh well, then could you help us with some small matters?"

Tamako tilted her head at his request. Thinking for a bit she asked.

"I thought you don't like outside help. What happened with that lone hero motto of your?"

She smirked teasingly at him made his face red again. This time he didn't know it was due to embarrassment or that ensnaring smile of her.

"E-eh I was young back then haha… ha…"

"Young~ huh…"

"A-Anyway, please answer some of our questions. We really have no clue what is going on here."

He desperately tried to change the topic back on track. His sister was beginning to get used to them afterall.

Caster twitched a bit hearing him ask the cause of this mess. She didn't know if the Mistress would come out at the mention of her name or not but she felt uncomfortable already.

"Hmm, I could do that. But first, don't you have to introduce me to him? We haven't officially met yet."

Shirou looked at Archer for a bit and got a glare back.

"Well, I don't think it is necessary…"

"‼You…"

"… but I will do it anyway."

"Hmm!"

Both didn't look at one another. Tamako was curious about their relationship but she let it slide.

"Sis, this edgy punk over here is Archer "Tsk!" and he is also a Servant."

Shirou then stood up and made a polite pose.

"Everyone, I will introduce her again. This person here is my esteemed sister, Tamako."

He paused a bit then began to talk again.

"She is very kind and caring. I was taken care of by her a few time when I was small. Apparently, she is a shrine maiden of big sis's shrine."

If Shirou didn't talk about her then there would be no way she would tell anybody anything. She wasn't quite used to them yet.

She was sitting there playing with her cup of tea. Even that simple action looked lovely to him, and probably about anyone else too.

Hearing about her made everyone looked at her. Shirou wouldn't lie to them and he had associated with her for too long for it to be a façade.

"You are the presence from last night. Am I right?"

Archer spoke up what was in his mind for a while now.

"Last night? Did something happen?"

Saber also perked up at that. It was Tohsaka who answered her.

"It was you. You happened. Last night became a ruckus when you drank that liquid from Shirou…"

"Hey Rin! Watch what you are saying!"

Shirou shouted up with a red face.

"What? What are you… Ugh! I didn't mean that!"

And her face was red too. Tamako only tilted her head at them in confusion and looked toward Caster… to also see her turning her head away, avoiding her gaze.

"Why are you all acting so strange? I am indeed have taken a look at Shirou last night when she drank that vial."

The two teenagers looked at Tamako in shame.

"N-No sis, it was nothing. Rin was just being stupid "Hey!" Let's continue our talk, right Saber?"

"A-Ah… yes, let's do that!"

Suddenly being tossed a hot potato Saber was completely broken out of her embarrassing state and any brooding she previously had.

"R-Right. So Tamako-sis, are we okay being here like this?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean there were those things fighting all around. Shouldn't we do something?"

"Ah, about that…"

She stopped for a moment and continued.

Everyone was focusing on her answer. She may be perhaps the only one around who knowing everything that they could ask.

"You should be fine. The fight above won't affect anything down here on the ground."

"What about those Shadow Demons? Was there something else going on beside this Grail War?"

She just closed her eyes at that. Her smile was still there. And then she opened her eyes again.

"It was just a fight between Devils, and I have already started cleaning them all up. You should just focus on the Holy Grail War."

Her tone was colder than a moment ago. It had a certain chill when she spoke up. In place of the shy girl was a sharp and ice-cold being. With her power concealed no one could comprehend her real dangerousness.

"And for your first question, all this… started because of my Mistress."

Everyone didn't say anything about that. Only Saber and Tohsaka frowned though they had already known about the cause when they first met Tamako.

"I didn't know she had all those machines outside. She is always wearing casual clothes so I had no idea."

Tamako let out a small chuckle at him.

"No she doesn't have any of those machines. You forgot that everything she summoned would become mad, didn't you?

This time is also the same. It was her intention to have fun. But she was going too far and called up a high tier summon though. High tier beings are all dangerous if they run wild you know?"

And I am the one who will clean up. *Sigh*

There was a sigh lingering after her small mutter.

The silent moment seemingly stretched forever. There were a few points they wanted to ask about but still thinking if they should.

"… Yeah, right. How could I forget? All those Goblins were traumatic!"

"But you have already defeated them. Mistress was very pleased too, she just didn't say it."

Her smile was gentle toward him when that memory resurfaced.

Her Mistress was quite rash when using monsters to test him a while back. It was an intense fight.

"Really? I thought she was disappointed. She said the Goblins were super weak afterall."

"Don't mind her. She is just too used to beings of immense strength."

While Tamako was consoling Shirou… and got him off topic again, Archer looked at them with a deep thought.

With his class advantage he could observe the fight above without problem. And he saw Gilgamesh in the mix of all those metals with his Gate of Babylon in full throttle.

There was also a flaming mass appeared briefly here and there throughout the warzone.

"If you don't mind me asking, who is fighting who up there?"

He want to draw out more information but thing should be in moderation.

Tohsaka perked up when she heard what her Servant asked. In truth she also wanted to know what had been going on up there but decided to ignore it as thing on the ground was also heating up.

"Hmm… It was a Servant who my Mistress encounter this morning. And the other was my brother Levia. They are fighting against her summons's arsenal as of now."

"What? A Servant? There is only Assassin left. Could it be the one fighting is Assassin?"

Tohsaka deduced was reasonable but not in this case.

"No. That was Archer Gilgamesh. He somehow appears here."

Archer just dropped the information without a care. It didn't matter anymore anyway.

But Saber was different. She uncharacteristically slammed the table, making everything jump up.

Her eyes opened wide with surprised but quickly turned into a sharp glare.

"Ugh… The tea spills out! What's wrong Saber? You know that guy?"

She snapped out of it and looked at Shirou in hesitation for a bit. Her face adorned a sad expression instead of the previously serious face. Her eyes glinted in determination.

"Shirou… He was in the Fourth Holy Grail War ten years ago."

"Eh? How could he still be around? But what happened to make you be so mad about him?"

"I too, was in the Fourth Holy Grail War… And we were the last two Servants remained until the end."

Everyone was focused on her now.

"I… was your father Servant at that time."

Because there were a lot of people presented, she wasn't sure if she should talk about this. But she had determined to tell Shirou so she just hoped for the best.

"I was the one who made that fire ten years ago. I was the one who robbed you of everything Shirou."

She didn't witness it but she knew about the fire and the cause of it. Seeing his past helped a lot and she felt extremely guilty about what happened.

Shirou only looked shocked and stilled like a statue.

Tamako and Caster kept their thought to themselves, didn't want to disrupt them. A simple answer lead to a revelation. Tamako honestly didn't think much about that so she forgot about Shirou's relation to the Grail War. Afterall, he was a disciple of her Mistress, he should be perfectly fine with something like this.

"Saber… It's fine. Surely you had your reason for that. I know you are not the kind of person who do bad thing."

Archer was closing his eyes and erased his presence while Tohsaka was uncomfortably looking at both Saber and Shirou. She felt like she was intruding their private talk but she also wanted to know what happened ten years ago. She also lost her father at that time afterall.

"Thank you, Shirou. Your heart are big to remain calmly about this."

"Ha ha… you praise me too much. So why did you do it?"

"I was commanded to destroy the Grail with my Noble Phantasm… by your father. I don't know what did he find out about it but he was the winner, the last Master."

Everyone was silent again. This bit of information was too valuable to ignore.

"… I believe in my father's decision. His ideal was a hero of justice so something from the Grail must be so bad that he ordered you to do that."

He smile at her kindly and pushed everything aside. This matter should end there. They could discuss among themselves later.

"Let's stop this slumbering mood! Tamako-sis, how about you help me with my weapon now?"

But Tohsaka was still not pleased with this. She wanted to ask more.

"Oi Shirou, you…"

"Rin. Please leave this to latter. I don't want to touch this topic. And we only have a limited amount of time with my sister. She surely must be somewhere else soon."

She couldn't argue with that. Today Shirou had unexpectedly won against her in an argument two times.

When the person involved said so, everyone gave up on continuing the talk.

Tamako also didn't concern herself with this matter. Everybody had their own problem to solve.

"So Shirou, what do you need?"

"Can you do something to my weapon? The one that big sis made couldn't do prolonged battle at all."

"Oh, now you are complaining about her weapon huh. So boiled of you."

"Ah, no no! I didn't mean that at all!"

Tamako was really not teasing him. Anyone who complained about her Mistress was kind of irritating for her.

"What I mean is that the katana is only made of steel while the Servant's weapons are all artifacts of immense power. I couldn't stand against them."

"Hmm."

"…"

"I could enchant it but as you said, steel could only hold so much power. Exceed that threshold and the sword would shatter. Obviously I don't want to break my Mistress's creation."

"But then what do I do? Please help me Tamako-sis, I don't want to be useless."

He said with frustration in his voice. Saber was about to say that he wasn't useless and didn't need to fight but Tamako had answered his plea before she could talk.

"Well then… it couldn't be help. How about I lend you my equipment?"

"Really? YES! Ah, but aren't you a Magic Caster? ... I haven't mastered any spell yet."

His voice was small at the end.

"I have swords too, though they are all straight swords. You could handle it right?"

"Yes! Curved sword is better but I can work with straight one just fine."

He couldn't reach his master's level but he was also quite good now.

The Ichigeki Style made him a semi-superhuman. As long as the weapon could cut and be strong enough, he could swing it.

With a wave of her hand, an assortment of swords laid out on the table.

The three Servants had an astonished reaction to them. They had seen a lot of treasures in their life and they realized the quality of these swords.

In fact, some of the swords couldn't be grasped at all, their aura were densely compacted.

"Eh… Sis. I know I asked you to lend me but isn't this too much? They are all too powerful!"

"Sorry about this. I don't mean to impede your grown with a strong weapons but I only have Legendary and Divine ranks in my inventory."

"Ugh… It's fine sis. I just feel awkward for taking one of these."

Seeing Shirou was still reluctant to choose his weapon, she smile sweetly at him.

His personality was fine to her. A bit headstrong but that was also just like her Mistress so it was good.

His hesitation told her that he was still in good shape. Haven't madly gone chasing power yet. Even if he did, her Mistress would have smacked him back into the old him.

Thinking up to that she frowned. Her Mistress really doted on him.

She was a very jealous girl. Not to the extent of killing others for her Mistress's love, but she didn't mind erasing a few limbs of her rival.

"Alright!"

His shout made her awake from the delusion of her Mistress patting her head.

"Tamako-sis, could you tell me a bit about this sword?"

Returning to reality, Tamako saw that both Saber and Archer were helping him choose.

He was pointing at a long sword with the golden lining hand-guard in the shape of two chimera. The blade part came out from the opened mouth of the two chimera.

Even if she was not a sword expert, she still knew a lot about it. Because it belonged to her Mistress obviously.

"That sword was named [Excalibur]."

"‼"

Everyone was surprised but only Saber looked like she nearly dropped her cup.

"What? But didn't you all come from another world?"

"True. I know what you want to ask. The answer is no. This is not the sword in your legend."

She assured them but her smile still had some hidden meaning behind it.

"Eh? Your world also have the Legend of Arthurian? I couldn't imagine it looking at big sis and Levia."

She tilted her head.

"Hmm… The only legends I knew about were the thirty two [World Enemy], and of course my Mistress. The only reason I knew of this world's legend was because Mistress told me to do some research in this world. This sword was taken from a group of invaders that called themselves The Round. All of them were Paladin. Weak but quite resilient, such an annoyance."

"Oh! Cool! Big sis never tell me anything. What are those [World Enemy] anyway?"

Tohsaka didn't butt in and retorted him with asking stupid question. Because despite the name, she still couldn't figure out the scale of those things's power. So she wanted some more information for references.

The group that looked like the knights of the round was splendidly ignored. It was quite obvious what happened to them.

Thing seemed to come to a bad end for them in another world.

"How powerful are they?"

"…"

"…"

Tamako only smiled at him.

Two Masters and three Servants felt a foreboding mind-ache incoming.

"Mistress…"

"…"

"… is the one who know it best."

"… But she won't tell me anything."

He knew her intention. She wanted him to find out himself.

The others was also frustrated. They thought she would reveal thing to the end but apparently the knowledge maybe a forbidden one.

Reveal this information wasn't a big deal for the Devil's Abode. She knew her Mistress well.

Furthermore, if the 'Players' knew about this, nothing would change. They either hid themselves, or died trying to fight her Mistress.

Her confident in Siriel was at the level of worshiping.

Her Misstress, afterall had removed Levia's and her limit. She didn't know how but she now had a part of her Mistress's essence merged with her own since that time.

Just the thought of it was enough to make her feel blissful for the whole day.

Giving them free information wasn't good either. So she let Siriel had the final say in these kind of matters.

"Now now, don't be so down. Perhaps someday you will meet them?"

The mischievous smile gave them goose-bump. They would be very fine if their life absented the presence of those things she talked about.

"… Well, I guess that is good too haha, ha…"

"Some of them resemble the figure in your legends and myths so don't be too surprise. Anyway we should…"

Suddenly, Tamako stopped talking and began to stand up slowly.

Her smile was dimming and her eyes were turning sharper.

She retrieved all the weapons except the [Excalibur] that Shirou chose.

What is this? Something has just entered the barrier. How…

Seeing she get serious all of the sudden made the Servants tensed up too. They also stood up and prepared to deal with any ambush that may come their way.

The tension in the air was enormous.

Tamako took out her staff.

Feathers of light falling slowly from above as she wielded her radiant staff in hand. The long staff glowed up briefly as a soft light coiled around everyone and disappeared into them. There was an illusion of the wings at the top of the staff flapping made people focus on the staff pointlessly.

"What is happening sis?"

"Shirou, I have to go check something. You all should stay together at this place. And keep the sword safe, they are all Mistress's properties."

"I got it! Leave this to me!"

He quickly grabbed the sword and secured it firmly at his waist.

As they was still standing around, a loud crashing noise resounded throughout the house.

Silent followed as no one making any action.

Tamako had anticipated this and had already been on her way outside.

At the back yard of the residence where the sound started, there was a silhouette stood amid the smoke and dust.

Gesturing for the others to stop approaching and keep their distance, she alone stepped near the foreign creature.

A heated wind cycled around the two of them as they stayed a few meters from each other.

The wind easily cleared the yard of any dust that was lingering around, revealing the sight of two polar opposite existences in a stand-off situation.

A holy maiden wielding sacred light relic and a demon king look-a-like.

He was good looking, handsome even. But his big horns and demon looking wings gave away his ordinariness.

He stood there silently. His eyes glowing faintly with a purplish eldritch energy making his ashen color skin even more eerie.

"So… we have met finally. Wait, I think I have seen you somewhere…"

"Stranger… I don't know you. And I don't want to make acquaintance with you."

Tamako's face still hold elegant but she didn't smile like when she was with the others.

Her cold attitude make her smile just as minuscule as the attention one paid to a cockroach.

Tensed.

That was the only word one could use to describe this situation.

"So unfriendly."

"Hum."

Their exchance was short. Way too short.

Everyone's nerve was on edged with how the two of them talked.

He was on the tip of remembering some faded memories back in YGGDRASIL, but her nonchalant attitude put him off somewhat so he ignored the matter for the moment.

"We both are Arch Devil…"

"…"

"I don't want to turn our relationship into a kill-on-sight one."

"…"

Tamako didn't care. She didn't trust stranger.

Devil was supposed to be evil by nature. Even more so an Arch Devil. The Players were different of course, but when they became their game avatar who could tell?

"How do you know what I am?"

"Oh, you finally say something different!"

"…"

"Well, as an Arch Devil myself, sensing other Devil is just a matter of practice. Satisfy now?"

He had an ominous smile plastered on. What was on his mind no one could know.

"Your power… is so charming. Such a beautiful presence."

"…"

He was focusing only on her, the most threatening existence he had ever met since coming to this world.

The others stayed still at a safe distance (according to them), while watching the confrontation of the most iconic scene of holy and unholy force.

Both were unholy though.

Most of them were worrying about Tamako. She wasn't strong enough based on what they sensed. Even with her mystical ability she had shown, she couldn't possibly be able to hold her ground against that thing right?

"What is your purpose to be here?"

"We haven't introduced ourselves to each other yet… oh well."

He had a disappointed expression while folding his arms.

At that moment, a light as if the Sun came kissing the Earth flashed by. Temporary blinding everyone for a few seconds.

"Ugh! What happened? Are we being attacked?"

The Servants quickly surrounded the Masters in case anything sparked up.

Tamako spared them no mind for she was keeping a closed eye on the Arch Devil in front of her. They both stayed still as the light did them no harm.

"That was quite a spectacle. Did you do this all the time?"

"It concerns you not. State your business, or leave."

"Alright alright! You are so hostile! Do you not care at all if your enemy increase?"

"You are invading on our territory. You are not trustworthy."

"Haa… girls these day. I will leave swiftly but first I want an answer to my question."

Tamako gave him a wary look. The power he emitted pulsed slightly.

"That Angel, the one who is rampaging up there, is your right? How did you make him do battle?"

"…"

She was expecting something devious would come out of his mouth but this… The Merchant was surely extremely dangerous. But taking on them wasn't a problem for her either.

She was specialized in defense and at her level of mastery, whittling down her shield with number wasn't a viable plan at all. If the barrier couldn't be taken down instantly, it would restore itself in a heartbeat. Not to say that low tier attacks would just be nullified regardless of their power. Be it a kid's punch or a nuke went off, its tier decided its usefulness all the same. Normal physical attacks depended on the level of one's own, so high level players may still have a chance if they could stay alive for a long time when meeting her.

But her specialized in defense still offered more for her as she lacking in attack power. She had all of her defense related abilities upgraded to new height just like any other defense specialists out there. Attacks from level 80 or spells and abilities from tier 8 and above were the minimum requirement for damaging her. An NPC built by the Devil Queen wasn't meant to be fair.

With all that on her side, even the whole covenant of the Merchant was to target her, she would be fine even without putting up her serious barrier. The Merchants were high level but their arsenals were not.

But that wasn't the point.

"Hey, say something! Don't ignore me! Just tell me something about that Merchant already!"

He wanted to know about the Merchant but why asking me? The players are supposed to be knowledgeable about all sort of things from YGGDRASIL to outside of it, aren't they?

As the name stated, the Merchant was a vendor that could be summoned anywhere, if the person had the skill. It was different than a spell but the execution looked the same so many newbies still had stumbled around trying to get this in the past.

The skill was a presentation of the contract. They could be summoned once a day and would left if attacked, so a battlefield wasn't an ideal place to call them.

But despite all that awesome sounding things, they only had Relic class as the highest quality merchandises. And they were expensive.

A lot of people screamed out that the thing was a waste of skill slots. Those were casual players. The Merchant was mean to replenish consumables and emergency needs in a tight situation, like when stuck in a very hard dungeon and your rangers ran out of ammo or healing stuff.

The top players didn't have those problems. If they had those, they couldn't be a top player in the first place.

But the basic information was surely known by someone like him.

That amount of power wasn't something normal people could get.

What could she tell him to make some more time?

Should she tell him that it was her Mistress that had summoned the Merchant?

No. It seemed like he had misunderstood that was her doing.

Her Mistress didn't like deceit but she was not the one who started it. She would take advantage of this. And besides, he thought she was a player as well.

To compare her at the same level as her Mistress was outrageous. Other players were cunning and tricky. Although it was dangerous that Tamako didn't think too highly of them, but she had her beloved Creator at her back.

"… And the reason I should tell you anything is?"

He closed his eyes and tilted his head back in thinking. The gesture made him look like an eccentric but who would dare to point it out?

"Hmm… I realize that an alliance between us will be very hard to success with you so hostile like this."

She kept looking at him with uninterested eyes.

"How about this? If you tell me your method, I won't join in the rampage, on this side of your barrier I mean."

She knew that he would use hostages as a bargaining chip in their talk. Seeing as she had been shielding those teenagers behind her the whole time even a slowpoke would notice something as obvious as that.

Her Mistress care for Shirou, and by extension his friends. If not for that reason, she would have proceeded to eliminate the invader before her without much of a thought.

"Hostages won't work on me. Give it up."

"Oh? Is that SO?"

A giant pillar of hell flame erupted from the ground suddenly and swallowed the whole residence behind Tamako.

The pillar is so hot that the air began to be ionized around it creating dangerous looking bolts of energy of which were lashing everywhere.

"I wanted an alliance but I am not that desperate to be sucking it up to you."

He was laughing menacingly while bathing in the light of the pillar of hell flame.

The spectrum of light had been brought down to X-ray wavelength as it existed the pillar.

But everything went by as quickly as it came.

With a spin of her staff the scenery was brought back to its previous state.

The laughing stopped. He was unamused by the result of Tamako's meddling.

Nothing was burned, no one was harmed. That was not supposed to happen.

"You have underestimated me greatly. Such simple attacks won't be able to do anything."

Now he was pissed.

It was true that he had looked down on her from the beginning.

He had, afterall, reached power beyond the level limit. Normal YGGDRAGSIL players would never have a chance against him.

"… You… Did you eat the deities of this world? How can you stop me?"

"None of your concern."

"You can't hide. Your power say it all."

"Hmm, now that you have attacked us…"

There was silent.

And then a sudden bust of wind created by the clash of their aura.

Tamako went full force from the beginning. She never took it slow with battle. And this time her opponent was not ordinary either.

So she transformed just to be sure.

A mixture of cold moonlight and infernal dark red flame collided violently as they both pull out their might.

The Arch Devil spread his arms as his horns grew longer, his eyes shone with eerie purple light. His stature didn't change much, only became more muscular, his hands and feet glowed red like hot iron that was just out of the smelter. Being grabbed by him was a no small problem now.

Then stood opposite to him was the darken terrain.

Light was sucked up to the center of the phenomenal. Floating amidst the mass of darkness was two silver lights that seemingly burning through your very soul.

The darkness squirmed around establishing their own domain.

The whole section was covered in dark fog. The air was cooling down quickly as gravity turned haywire around the residence.

The silhouette of a maiden holding a long reflecting staff slowly revealed within the vortex of darkness.

Her presence was still concealed but the change should tell any who had knowledge of such being a cold sweat.

"What are you supposed to be? That appearance… that power… No matter, let's see how you fare."

The sound of matter impacted against barrier made one's ears hurt.

He stepped in front of her instantly and let loose his endless punches on her.

Some were blocked, some were reflected back. But when he bypassed her barrier somehow, the punches just phased through her body.

Bright red portals of flame opened up behind him.

Two giant foxes jumped out and slammed their jaws full of needle-like teeth into both of his shoulders.

"Annoying little pets."

The two giant foxes used all their strength to pin him down.

Lava poured out of from their mouth trying to burn him with little to no success.

The nine tails of each one glowing with a lethal amount of energy and continuously lashing at him.

Tremor was generated at every hits he received.

There was a giant drill raised up from the dirt and began to pierce him in the chest.

He was unharmed however.

"Your attempt looked cute."

With a flex of his muscle, the three forces that was pinning him down were disintegrated.

"You were strong, but not enough to match me."

He released a straight punch at her in his current location.

The fist was cracking with lightning as a glowing lava looking truck-size fist crashed into her and blew all the way through.

The speed of the attack was lightning fast.

"It's over."

He let a smirk appear on his face, satisfied with the outcome.

Then a big pillar of red lightning struck him, scorched him in various place.

"Hmm, I don't see any problem in dealing with you yet. Maybe you are just bad?"

"Quite the tongue you got there little girl. Don't make me mad."

Two silver eyes looked down on him from the dark sky.

Tendrils of darkness crept up on him, surround him.

"You are arrogant. By your attitude, you must have never faced anyone beyond your ability yet…"

An omni-direction blast of hell fire released by him interrupted her.

Thanks to the barrier the blast zone was contained completely.

Hell fire wasn't a good thing for life or anything at all.

"I warned you."

His eyes were burning with ethereal purple fire. Power was being compressed into his body more and more as time pass.

"I shall incinerate this island along with your little guild."

It was instantaneous.

Just as he spewed out those sentences, the entire world trembled heavily.

The sky was dyed red and glowing slightly as track of red lightning crawled along the endless darkness above.

Two silver eyes were now replace by the countless eyes that appeared through the gaps in the red sky.

Those giant eyes sent shiver down the spine of the observer.

"Your crime is going against us. There will be no mercy."

He looked up following the voice from the sky but all he saw was a metallic foot of some giant creature.

The creature stomped on him with a force so absurd that plasma was forming along the place of the attack.

It let out a roar so loud that one soul could be separated literally if they don't defense against that somehow.

Its stature was tall, very tall with the characteristic spiked head of a dragon.

"Levia. You have come."

"TAMAKO-NEE! I AM DONE! WHAT DO YOU NEED ME FOR?"

Their casual exchange was actually thunderous and rumbling. But they didn't seem to care about that at all.

"Hostile force emerged. Remove him."

They refocused back on the Arch Devil below.

He was damaged badly due to the unexpected entrance of Levia. But using item was not against the rule, so in a moment he was completely fine like the beginning.

He looked at them in contemplation.

"So eager to kill. I question your humanity."

"We don't have it."

The short answer was all he received before the humongous black dragon Levia started his attack.

The dragon resembled Ancalagon in an old fiction, though smaller in scale. It must be around Deathwing's size. The glowing cracks in its body also looked like Deathwing's appearance.

Someone seems to like old games just like me.

He blinked out of the attack and kept a safe distance to react to them.

No way could he take on that punch from the dragon that had the size of the Dragon Aspects.

All his experience told him to never make contact with something like that.

And he agreed with his instinct.

The form of the punch as well as the skill and power of it was eerily perfect, even for someone like him.

"Though entertaining, I must bid you farewell here. I got a little carried away but thanks to you two I can somewhat grasp your stand. We will meet again."

Tamako had already deployed [Dimensional Lock] but looked like he used a non-teleportation technique to escape.

She wouldn't let anyone get away from her that easily though.

The world flashed continuously here and there.

Her presence was no longer be able to be detected.

The Arch Devil was struggling to slip out of her gasp, something of which he couldn't even feel.

Fighting her in the open was like swinging wildly in the field, the feeling of going against the world without actually knowing what one was doing.

The world was changing.

From habitat of human to crawling hole of evil, to wasteland of death.

Levia in his dragon form was a little hot-headed.

With his Dragon Berserker class in full-swing, he grew more irritated as his target disappeared.

Trying to detect the Arch Devil, he unleashed his terrible punches and kicks in every direction.

The world was literally collapsing around him but Tamako had that covered as well so he just concentrated on destroying things.

The little pocket dimension that Tamako had pulled them into through illusion was shattered after ten minutes of constant abuse.

The dark sky was as dark as before, the city was still intact. The houses were slightly burned but she could easily wave it away.

Standing there in frustration was only Tamako and a growling Levia.

He had escaped.

An amazing feat indeed.

Her deduction of him being something beyond the level limit of YGGDRASIL had been more or less confirmed.

His words could be a trap, his action however couldn't lie.

An existence like that could be nothing but trouble.

Except her master of course. She should be revered whole heartedly.

If only her master agreed to conceal her dreadful intimidation.

Looking back at the walkway where Shirou stood, she picked up Levia and pat him gently on the head.

He had reverted back to dog form before they came back, or else the house would be ruined again.

As she walked back to the house and passed them, they dissipated into dust and disappeared.

Another illusion of her to distract the enemy.

Giving them your intended weakness was a basic way to fight against such being as the Players.

Shirou and companies were grabbed by her Mistress when the fight started.

It was safer that way so she had called upon her Mistress.

Luckily that her esteemed Mistress didn't insist on fighting him herself.

She wasn't sure she could contain the battlefield if that happened.

"Let us clean up the rest of the pests Levia."

"Yes, onee-chan."

The pair went inside the house and disappeared from it completely.

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The thing that shouldn't have happened had happened.

A confrontation of powers that shouldn't meet was all it took to let loose a seed of chaos into the world.

But those things wasn't a concern for a certain being.

As the sky was clear again after so long as three hours.

Not a long time admitted but for mortal men it was a nightmare from their deepest fear, the fear of extinction.

Some forces of the world were moving lively as thing happened but alas it ended.

And peacefully at that.

Reports of everywhere were flooding the internet.

Sighting of spaceships was a common discussion.

There were talks about giant robots and angels but there wasn't any image to expand on so the topic was lost.

The underworld of man also became busy with various maneuvers.

The Church was questioned nonstop but there had been no answer.

The Mage Association was panicking around from the previous attack on the clock tower and now they had this matter thrown at them too.

Every organization was racing with each other to secure the personals for the upcoming crisis.

One of which recruiting was happening right there at the hot spot of the event.

"Naaa… too much work. I don't want to do it. Bye-bye big boy."

["Wait! We could discuss…"]

"And there you go. Blocked!"

The cellphone was dropped down and kicked to the side like a rock.

"Um… What was that big sis?"

"Just someone wanting me as their security is all. Wimpy gangster."

"Ugh, hash."

Sitting around a low table in the middle of the room were the two Masters and three Servants.

They all had just regained their consciousness a while ago, after everything had been wrapped up.

The Servants were awake the whole time of course.

The spook they felt when suddenly got dragged into a hole and dropped in front of the most frightening thing in the world was quite an experience.

But the monster was busy playing video game and ignored them.

They sat themselves and tended to their respective Master without any further fuss.

"How did they know about you anyway? And you have a cellphone?"

"Hey, of course I have a cellphone. What kind of beautiful girl did you think I am not to have one?"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it. You are fashionable alright."

With a huff she flicked a flock of her hair to the back looking smug.

"I am a pretty famous girl you know? Big boys and girls around the world all find ways to have my number. I am the best after all."

"Eh, really? I can't believe it!"

Her terror on the battlefield was one of a kind.

The mercenary persona she made was a legend, a Death God of modern time in the backside of society.

She was known as a whimsical killer in her contract but never fail the objective so she was a sure win if they ever got her to join.

Most of the contract was a trap to kill her though.

Shirou was having a delusion of her being an idol but quickly waved it aside.

Impossible thing was impossible.

The others were not as misled as him, they quickly deduced what she meant and all came to a conclusion that her root was quite deep in the world already.

"What will happen after this… event?"

The question was mustered among the gloomy group.

The Servants didn't have the kind of mana to go toe to toe with foes like that Satan looking thing.

Even if they did have that amount of mana who could tell if it would be relevant?

Why would their war pulled in those outsiders?

"Nothing? The world will move on. You are being too concerned with this."

Siriel had dwelled inside human's habitat long enough to know their nature.

This was nothing new to her.

"No sis, I want to know when we could go back."

She looked at him and pondered her conclusions.

"He will find you again."

That shut him up real good.

"That's right. As an Arch Devil he is an expert in evil doing. Hostage was as good as any method for him to use."

"Tamako sis didn't do any evil thing though?"

She had a wide smirk on.

"How do you know? I am the one who created her. Her evil is just so happen to be concealed and accepted to be good by human standard. Not every being had the same common sense as human, you should know that already."

He knew that. But it never really sank in.

To him, the world was divided into good, bad and those who hadn't decided yet.

His view was narrow and he was aware of that.

But that didn't pull his legs back one bit on his way to be a hero.

"Why don't you stay here? I am in need of a second player. Show me how good you have gotten, Shirou?"

A controller was thrown at him. He was busy thinking so now there was a bump on his head.

"That's hurt! What do you all think about staying here for a while? It can't be that bad right?"

The others were not really inclined in accepting. Their heart may not be able to withstand the stress.

"Shirou, I don't think that is a good idea."

Tohsaka expressed their collective thinking with a bit of trembling.

Shirou was now able to remember that not everyone was used to Siriel's presence.

"Hey big sis, could you do something about your… aura? Please?"

"You know I don't like to suppress myself."

"But you controlled you strength, did you not? Please? I will play game with you a lot."

"… Brat, that's not how you negotiate… Haa, fine. I am in a good mood so why not."

She agreed to something that was seemingly impossible to think about.

This time wasn't a mix of charm and fear, it was a real turn-off.

He had done something no one had ever succeeded.

Even her Shishou failed to bend her nature.

His achievement had a huge significant effect on the world but that wasn't a thing anyone could know.

"Yay! Then we all could stay with no problem huh."

He looked back at them as Siriel's giant presence disappeared as if there never was such a thing before.

The others reluctantly nodded their head.

If there was something like the Arch Devil sneaking behind them then staying here maybe the best option.

"It is great to be here again."

"Is that so? Heh, how about taking another training course?"

"Eck! No thanks! I need to be in good condition to go about in this mess."

"Chicken out already? Your lower haft is still in the back. Want to visit it?"

His face went blue at the memory of his first time being chopped up by the Ice Golem. She was having fun teasing him again.

"Y-You haven't burned it yet? This is harassment!"

Tohsaka was having cold sweat imaging the training.

She intended to ask for a training but she was having second thought right now.

They didn't witness the detail of the fight of Tamako so she was still haven't consider Tamako as a trainer yet.

They were basically rivals in the Grail War so that was a hard thing to ask anyway.

While they were trying to get used to their new base, Siriel was continuing playing her game in the corner of the room.

She was carefree in everyone's eyes.

But that wasn't the case.

Players. Good thing finally happened for me but this is not fine. As fun as it was, he was aiming at my cute subordinates with the intention to kill.

There were a lot of ways to stay alive when dealing with Siriel.

But wanting to kill her loved ones wasn't a good idea in dealing with the emotional heightening Arch Angel.

She wouldn't bulldoze his base though. Despite how tempting that was.

Or not if she knew the whereabouts of it.

At the moment she had games to cool down her temper so the tidal of emotion would fade soon.

I am quite unstable huh? No problem though.

"There were some free rooms around the back. When Tamako returns, she will help you settle in if you haven't."

With that as cue for them to leave, everyone got up and made way around the shrine as Caster reluctantly led them.

Without the heavy atmosphere, they felt kind of strange seeing Siriel.

They wanted to observe her some more but she looked kind of in a bad mood.

Shirou was looking at Caster while the others were taking in the detail of the mysterious shrine.

"Caster- um… -san? How long have you been here?"

Hearing that she looked back at him briefly before continuing her walk.

"Does it concern you?"

"No… I am just curious. Servants and all, they are new to me you know? I don't have any idea yet about this whole thing."

"Just ask your girl."

"S-She is not…"

She didn't even say who and he was already fuming with heat.

Teenager.

Everyone got their room and time for themselves to mull over things.

The mayhem had ended. Sunlight had returned.

People's heart was not.

Tamako and Levia were still out there removing demons.

By tomorrow the world may fell into chaos over again. Or may order make its way through?

Truth and falsehood.

Revelation was never cheap.

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"Holy shit! This must be her doing!"

A dandy man with white hair and beard looked at the news with an overly dramatic shout.

Luckily there was no one around as he was on the roof of some building.

"You just have to upscale thing to uncontrollable level, don't you?"

He scrunched up the piece of letter in his hand and burned it away.

"Told me to look up the Counter Force and now you make some works for me as a bonus. Damn!"

Ranting out loud his frustration he felt better somewhat.

He chanted up some mumbling words and mot of lights blew out from his hand.

"Let just get the authorities and make them do the work for me. Some light suggestion is acceptable in this situation for sure."

While other people happily creating messes, there were people like him who cleaned up after.

Though normally he would just refuse their plea but this time event was… big.

"Hopefully, I can live in peace for some time after this."

His tired wish seeped in the wind and drifted off as he jumped away for the undoubtedly long day.

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End of chapter.

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I was late to post this. Nothing but an excuse really.

I participated in a several-months-long project. The time to write was little though I did try bit by bit before sleep.

When my work is in a good time, free time and health often take the hard hit.

I try to keep my health in good shape to go along with work so I offer sacrifice of my free time to sleep.

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Sorry for the rant. I love my hobbies but work is work.

Anyway, I hope the chapter is good enough. Don't know how much of this was affected by stress while I wrote.

Try to see you soon.

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