"In short. You are. THE BIGGEST IDIOT I'VE EVER KNOWN!"

…So this is what the kid, who I now knew was called Johnathan, meant when he apologized for how loud it would get. No kidding; this girl had the lungs to rival my sister… I almost felt bad for Johnathan, getting shouted down to like that, but from a stance of neutrality, I had to admit, his friend Sortiara here had a good point: why would he bring back a random master to their base?

Also, that name: Sortiara. If that really was her real name, then damn… A really unusual name; at least, I've never heard of someone else called that. But a really cool name too; the kind that just screams 'mage'! That was one hell of a name choice!

"Well, what else was I'm supposed to do" Johnathan protested, though it wasn't a very strong protest, considering he was squirming in his seat. "It's not like I can safely have an hours long conversation inside the bounded field of the enemy! Who knows what it even does!"

"Meaning you didn't even figure it out?!"

"Well…" Johnathan seemed to realize he said something he probably shouldn't have. "No…? But it's not like I had a lot of time! I ran into this guy within 15 minutes of getting there! I can say that it doesn't seem to have any immediate effect on anyone, though; ordinary people, magi or servants. Both Saber and myself are perfectly fine, and this guy… uh…"

Johnathan turned and gave me an awkward look. Did he… did he blank on my name? This guy… how could you forget my name, of all things! …At least he didn't refer to me as a pedo this time, I guess.

"Yes, hi" I put on a smile, getting into character. "Name's Nathan. No idea what y'all are talking about, but I'm fine, if that matters. Or, at least I think I am. I don't really know anything about this magic business."

"Well, no shit" Sortiara rolled her eyes at me. "The mere fact you're referring to all of this as magic, rather than magecraft, proves that much."

"You say that like there's a difference between the two" I noted, trying to get some more out of her, for both my own curiosity and for the recording I still had going on my phone.

Thank god for my phone's good battery. Haven't really had the time to pull out the camera covertly…

"Not important at the moment" Sortiara snapped. "What matters now is figuring out what we do with you!"

"Jeez, Sortiara, it's not that big a deal" Johnathan sighed. "Nathan's not a threat: he's clearly not from either the Association or the Church, and he doesn't even really have a servant. He already showed me his command spells; only two remain. Had to use one to save himself from his own servant killing him."

"That raises problems of their own! Besides, he could just be lying! There are so many things a command spell can be used for; how do you know that he's even telling the truth about that?!"

"Well, um…" Johnathan found himself once again the focus of Sortiara's death glare.

...Appreciate the effort, kid, but now I'm more worried for your life here than my own, which is just so wrong. Maybe it's best you leave this problem to the adult, don't you think?

"Look, I don't sense any ill intent from him" Johnathan spoke with a degree of control in his voice. "Also, Saber thinks he's fine too, so-"

"Oh no! Don't even think about trying to use Saber's judgement as justification here! Saber wants to see the good in everybody, just like you! Wake up Johnathan; people are going to die in this thing! Hell, our parents already have!"

"I know that" Johnathan snapped back.

Oh, so you can lose your cool as well… This could be amusing.

"Unlike you though, Sortiara, I recognize the fact that only the servants need to be defeated to win the war! The magi of the Association and whoever the Church feels like sending are one thing, but random people dragged into this mess, our families' own doing, mind you, is another thing entirely! I not just going to kill him on sight because he so happens to have command spells on his body!"

"You're delusional; he's a security risk!"

"And you're no better than the Clock Tower!"

…Clock Tower? Interesting… need to make a not on that for follow-up purposes… Well, at least this little spat of theirs gave me the time to switch from phone to camera. Good thing too; phone was just below 20%...

"Don't you DARE compare me to those Clock Tower idiots!"

Sortiara's eyes flared with an anger I was all to familiar with… Those were the same eyes as my father, right before-

"Sorry."

Johnathan threw his hands up in the air and sighed.

"You're right; I know that, damn it. But I just don't know what to do anymore; nothing's gone according to plan from the very start, and now innocent people are all wrapped up in this shit."

"...No, I'm sorry" all the anger Sortiara had up till this point was gone as she spoke. "That's exactly how the Association thinks; kill anyone who isn't a magus that knows about magecraft, and protect its secrecy at any and all costs. Shit, this wasn't how all of this was supposed to go…"

"…Well, if you two are done with your, a… little moment there" I interjected. "I would like to know if I should start trying to run now, or…?"

"Heh… running wouldn't get you anywhere" Johnathan laughed a little. "You'd be dead before you ever got out of the house."

"Right, and I'm dead the moment either of you two wish it. So, that being the case, should I pick a god and pray now, or not?"

"No. You can relax a bit; you're not going to die by either of us" Sortiara sighed. "That said, I have questions I'm going to need you to answer for me."

"Funny, I also have questions I want answered" I smirked. "So why don't we, ah, make a deal of sorts? Answers for answers."

"You're not really in a position here to be asking anything."

"By the sounds of things, neither are you two" I pointed out. "Unless that was some world class acting, you two are just about as lost, relatively speaking, as me when it comes to our current situations."

"I can always change my mind on the killing you bit, you know?"

"Indeed, but the dead can't speak. Unless you happen to be a necromancer, I suppose. Are you a necromancer?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"Well, yes, but unfortunately for you that just gave it away: you're not a necromancer."

"Care to put that to the test?"

"Absolutely" I grinned, standing up and spreading my arms out wide. "Hit me with your best shot then. If you can get what you want out of me dead, then go for it. It is the smartest move to make, provided you can actually do it, and I support smart play over emotional play."

Both Sortiara and Johnathan looked surprised by my conclusion to this little exchange.

"Well? What are you waiting for?"

"…"

"…"

"Ugh, forget it" Sortiara huffed. "You're just as annoying as him; no wonder you two got along swimmingly!"

Off to the side, I could see Johnathan trying to suppress a grin. Even after about a decade, it seemed that high school kids were just as dumb as ever. Such an easy bluff to call, why would you even bother? Just makes your position weaker going forward…

"Right then, I think we're off to a good start of a new friendship here" I smiled, putting on the friendliest air I could. "So, what say you two that we get down to business and start trying to help one another? It is getting late, and I would like to get home sometime before sun up."


"You… you really don't know much of anything about the Holy Grail War" Sortiara noted when I finished my explanation of 'all' that I knew.

"You sound disappointed" I cracked a slight grin at Sortiara's conclusion. "But isn't that a good thing though? Aren't all you mages trying to keep this magic shit hidden from the rest of us?"

"That is true. Far more so for the magi of the Association than us, but it would be ideal to keep the knowledge of magecraft a secret."

"Right, so my turn then. What is this whole Holy Grail War thing?"

"Essentially" Johnathan took over from Sortiara, "a Holy Grail War is a ritual performed to manifest the Holy Grail. Seven masters summon a servant each, and the last master/servant partnership standing are able to make one wish each on the grail."

That matches with Caster's explanation. Good…

"Alright, and this grail… Well, for one, is it the actual Holy Grail from myth and legend?"

"No. The Holy Grail was just the name given to it. That said, it is because the ritual borrows the name that the Church sees fit to investigate and oversee every Holy Grail War."

"Interfere, more like" Sortiara scoffed. "The church hasn't been neutral in the past Holy Grail Wars; they prioritize helping those who seek the root above those who would use the grail for other reasons."

"Past Holy Grail Wars" I asked innocently. "What Holy Grail War is this one then, if not the first?"

"This is the sixth Holy Grail War in total, but the first one to be fought here in North America, if that matters to you. The other five have all been fought in-"

"Fuyuki, right" I interjected.

Sortiara furrowed her eyebrows at that. For his part, Johnathan stayed quiet, though he also looked a bit shocked.

"…How did you know that?"

"I suppose you could say that's how I stumbled into this mess" I laughed. "For the past couple months or so, I've been digging into what the online community calls the Fuyuki Incident Conspiracy; F.I.C for short. Very clearly, the explanation given by the Japanese government and local authorities for the incident in 94 was bullshit."

"And that led you to learning about the Holy Grail Wars in Fuyuki how?"

"Every cover-up comes from somewhere. Digging into all the people who participated in the spread of the 'gas leak explosion' reason revealed they were all connected, to some degree, to someone within the Catholic Church. Now, on its own, that may not prove anything, but the fact that this happened right before all these people started getting money from the Catholic Church is highly suspicious. So, I took the next logical step: trace the money."

"…"

"Now, odd enough the Church wants to cover something up in Japan, of all countries. Odder still is that this money they used to fund the cover up didn't come from the Vatican, or even Italy. It came from Germany. Specifically, a family called-"

"Einzberns" it was Sortiara's turn to interject. "I see; that's how it is... Freaking internet conspiracy theorists…"

"Except it's not so much a conspiracy, seeing as it is the actual truth" I pointed out. "But as I was saying, yes, the Einzberns. That was where the money trail ended though; there was nothing to be found, online or offline, about their financial situation or any holdings they may have. At least in Germany, they were completely off the radar; a feat I considered to be highly impressive at the time, though knowing now they must be a mage family I'm not all that surprised that they managed such a thing."

"…Hold on; you just said in Germany they were off the radar" Johnathan pointed out. "Implying you found something of theirs elsewhere?"

"Yeah, in Fuyuki. Or rather, in one of the forest areas near Fuyuki. Point being, they have a massive castle there. Sticks out too; built in the medieval European style, rather than Japanese style. Only reason I found out about the place was because I found a bill for a phone line to be put into the place back in, you guessed it, 1994; same year as the incident."

"That's… odd…"

"Oh? Why's that?"

"Magi, especially those of the Association, which is basically all magi, really, generally avoid technology like it's a disease" Sortiara explained. "Even for something as simple as a phone line, it's very out of the norm."

"Ah, I see…? Seems dumb, but sure, why wouldn't they, right? Now, where was I… oh, right: the castle. So, about two or three weeks ago, I went on a little trip to Fuyuki; do some in person investigation, you know? And, well, long story short, I managed to learn about the Holy Grail War like that."

"So, you found out through the Einzberns, in a way… Rather careless on their part" Sortiara nodded. "Especially since, based on what you said, they just left their castle abandoned?"

"Sure seemed like it; place was utterly trashed. I presume because some combat from one of these Holy Grail War things took place there. Thing that confused me, other than the magic shit that was there, was the discrepancy in the damage. Some places looked like a bomb went off; others just had broken shit and slash markings everywhere. It was like a fusion of past and present time periods. Which leads me to my next set of questions: did the last Holy Grail War in Fuyuki cause the incident?"

"No, actually. The Holy Grail War you looked into was the fourth Holy Grail War. A fifth war took place in 2004 in Fuyuki."

"It was the fourth Holy Grail War… Also, only ten years between two wars? How did none of this end up in the news or anything?"

"The Association and Church; secrecy is the primary concern. Practically speaking, that means shit only happens at night, in terms of fights breaking out, while the day is used as a period of rest" Johnathan explained. "If anything does get out of hand, they do whatever they can to cover it up as well."

Ah, so I was right about that: day being a grace period of sorts. Nice!

"Ok, next question: did the incident occur because the Holy Grail War thing worked, or because it failed?"

"It failed. Far as either of us two know, the man who was supposed to win the fourth grail war destroyed the grail himself."

"…What" it was my turn to be thoroughly shocked. "What do you mean he destroyed the grail?! Isn't that the whole point in the first place in participating?!"

"Yes, it is. As to why he did it, neither of us two know. Really, I'd be surprised if anyone knew. Neither us, nor our parents, could find anything on that."

…Ok, so it failing results in shit like the incident occurring… That answers my longstanding questions on the incident. What an intriguing… character… this person must have been. The supposed fourth war victor, that is. To blow up an omnipotent wish granting device…

"Then, do you know of anyone who has won one of these things?"

To my surprise, neither Johnathan or Sortiara spoke up. By the look in their eyes, they didn't. Meaning… did that mean no one has ever won a Holy Grail War? Despite this being the sixth?!

"Has this thing ever actually worked" I asked again.

"…Well, no, I guess…" Johnathan eventually spoke up.

"…Holy shit" I burst out laughing. "That... That is truly something! A war, on its sixth iteration mind you, that no one has ever won! Has anyone ever even survived?"

"Yes, actually" Sortiara piped up. "A few people from the fourth war survived the disaster, as well as some people from the fifth."

"Well, that's something at least. Good to know I haven't basically been condemned to death. That wraps up my questions as to Holy Grail Wars in general. Now, more specifically… these servant things: what are they?"

"That's… a bit more complicated. Basically servants, or Heroic Spirits, to be more precise, are the recorded aspect of those who left a significant mark on human history, summoned into the modern era. Think of them as… as really powerful familiars, if you-"

"I've played enough games to know what a familiar is" I nodded. "So, they're ghosts, basically, of really important and famous people, summoned to serve mages? Or, well, a magus?"

"…More or less, yeah…" Johnathan confirmed, but he still sounded a bit hesitant.

Now for the key question, seeing as they again seemed to be telling the truth, provided I could trust Caster's explanations.

"Does someone being summoned as a servant prove they existed in real life?"

Sortiara furrowed her brow again.

"What do you mean by that, exactly?"

Oh, was she starting to doubt me? …No, she was always suspicious; this only gave her a new angle. I goofed; that was too pointed a question. No reason to ask something like that unless I knew the identity of a servant; realistically speaking, my own servant. Shit, I'm rushing too fast; gotta reel it back in…

"Say, oh, I don't know… Hercules, for example" I put up a casual smile. "To most people, he's a character of myth and legend; he didn't really live. Can someone like him even be summoned? Perhaps I should have asked that first."

"…To answer that question, yes. In fact, Hercules was summoned by… by a master, in the fifth war."

What?! Hercules was actually summoned before?! By who?! And how did they lose with fucking Hercules as a servant?! …She knows who; she has to know. Otherwise, why would she have paused in her explanation just now? Agh, can't risk pushing it though; not now…

"Oh… Ok, right then. So, does that mean Hercules actually… lived? Like, as a person; not just as a myth or legend or whatever?"

"In short, yes. Though that is a question that is unrelated to the Holy Grail War, and more related to the history of magecraft and the world itself, so that is the most I will tell you."

I mean, that was good enough… But holy hells; Daedalus actually lived. That's what that would mean too, yeah? So then, does that mean every myth and legend we, or humanity, dismissed as such was actual history? Just how… off… is society? Just how much have we gotten wrong; how much have we fundamentally misunderstood about our past?

"Fair enough, considering the deal. Cool to know though; basically, humanity created its own false reality for itself. No wonder we can't even rediscover the existence of magic! Was that all I- Oh, actually, a question for you Johnathan."

"Huh? What about me" he asked.

"No, no, not about you. For you. You called your servant Saber back outside; what's up with that? Surely that can't be his name."

Sortiara slowly turned her head to face Johnathan.

"You told him. The class. Of your servant?"

"Oh, what would you have liked me to say, woman" Johnathan threw his arms up in defeat. "It's not like I can give Saber orders by saying 'servant, do this' or anything like that! Do you have any idea just how wrong it would be for someone like me to address someone like Saber in that manner! It's weird enough just thinking about the fact he is technically my servant!"

"Right, so, again" I cut in before they started fighting with each other again. "Does that name mean anything, or what?"

"Yes, Johnathan" Sortiara spoke through gritted teeth. "Tell the man all about the class system, why don't you."

"I- Oh forget it, fine" Johnathan grumbled. "Heroic Spirits being, well, who they are, by nature simply cannot be summoned as familiars in their entirety. The sheer amount of mana it would take to maintain their presence in reality is simply beyond the quantity any magus could provide."

"But according to what I found in the Einzbern castle, the Holy Grail supports the servant, no?"

"That's only in a Holy Grail War, and even then, the grail can't supply enough to support a full fledge Heroic Spirit. Realizing this, the original three founding families of the Holy Grail War ritual implemented the class system."

"Out of curiosity, who are the three original founding families?"

"The Tohsaka, the Makiri and the Einzberns."

"Wait, so the Einzberns aren't associated with the Church?"

"Oh, heavens no" Johnathan laughed. "The Mage's Association and the Church despise one another! Often times they're just flat out at war, admittedly in an unofficial capacity, but if they could eliminate one another, they absolutely would!"

That raises a lot more questions. Namely, why then were the Einzberns and the Catholic Church working with one another to cover up the result of the fourth war?

"Which is all besides the point" Sortiara reminded Johnathan.

"Right, right, sheezh… Anyways, back to the classes. There's seven in total: Saber, Lancer, Archer, Rider, Caster, Assassin and Berserker."

Still lining up with Caster's explanation. Good; can still trust all this then.

"When a Heroic Spirit is summoned for a Holy Grail War, the grail assigns each of them to an empty, or open, class. As such, only the aspects of the Heroic Spirit relating to that class gets summoned. To keep using Hercules as an example, if he was summoned in the Saber class, only aspects of him relating to the Saber class would be summoned. So, like, he'd have all his skills with the sword, and presumably some of his more… general skills... But he wouldn't have a bow to use, because he's not in the Archer class."

"Ah, so it's just like classes in an RPG then?"

"Yeah… that's a good way to put it. By doing it like this, it cuts down on the amount of magical energy needed to summon and maintain them."

"Huh… clever system… Though a class like Rider doesn't sound anywhere near as… straightforward as the others."

"That's the thing with the classes: they're more templates than perfect vessels or containers. When you think of Rider, what do you picture?"

"A famous general on horseback."

"Yeah, so that would totally work. However, it can also mean other things. Say… captain of a ship, for example."

"…So, pirates can be summoned?"

"In theory, yes."

"Pirates are considered Heroic Spirits?"

Ah, it was so much easier to slowly manipulate him down lines of inquiry over Sortiara. Now come on, tell me what I want to know…

"The term Heroic Spirit may be a misnomer when it comes to the Holy Grail Wars. While it was true that only truly Heroic Spirits could be summoned in the old, old wars, ever since… I want to say the fourth war? Basically, something happened during one of the older wars that altered the ritual in a way such that anti-hero and even straight up villains were then allowed to be summoned."

Yes! Oh, thank you, you sweet, stupid child! So that's how someone like Daedalus was able to be summoned; Heroic Spirit certainly does not fit him as a title. But as an anti-hero, or maybe even just a villain… yes, that would fit the bill perfectly, for a monster like him.

"I see…" I faked a yawn. "Damn, you two sure seem useful to have around."

"Don't get used to it" Sortiara grumbled. "This was a one-time thing, got it!"

"What? We can't be friends here?"

"No! Especially since at some point you'll need to die."

"Why's that?"

"Only one master and servant can be left standing."

"Well, it's not like I really have a servant…"

"Then by all means, use up your remaining command spells here and now. That's your only way out of this war."

"…Say I do that… Then what?"

"Then nothing. You're out. Done. You get to live. Isn't that good enough?"

"Not even close" I laughed. "This is my chance to see the magical world! If I exit here and now, I'll never be able to see any of this again, now will I?"

"That's the point!"

"So yeah, I can't do that."

"Then we might as well kill you here and now; get you out of the way. I don't mind giving you an out over killing you, even with what you know about magecraft, little as it is… but if you refuse to take it, you're just another master."

"Yet you two aren't killing one another" I noted. "If anything, it looks like you two have some kind of an alliance going on here. Smart move, if I do say so myself. Let me join then, yeah? At least till the final three?"

"Absolutely not!"

Damn… this girl was a pain in the ass… Hard to believe that mages could be worse, but apparently this entire Association thing was… But how do I- Ah! This should do the trick!

"Well, how about another deal then? You let me into this alliance of yours, and I'll give you my information I got from the Einzbern castle. They left quite a bit behind, you know."

"How does that help us? It would be in German, if any actual language!"

"Yes, but fortunately for you people, I have translated all the pages I got."

That stopped Sortiara in her tracks.

"You… You translated secrets of the Einzberns…?"

"Yeah. How else was I going to create a summoning circle?"

"So, you were lying with what you knew about Holy Grail Wars!"

"I guess a bit, yeah. But again, I'm not a mage! Even though I made a circle, it's not like I actually summoned a Heroic Spirit on my own! As my servant said, and I quote here, 'the grail needed a slot filled, and it chose you to fill it, out of sheer desperation, evidently'! I don't have a servant to provide any combat assistance with, but consider this information a part of my contribution to the alliance, provided you let me in."

"…What do you mean by 'a part'?"

"I know a lot about ancient history, at least from a normal person perspective. I also know a lot of stories and myths; a bit lacking on the eastern front, but even then, I know the biggest wars and legends and such. If you're using class names to refer to servants as, I take it that means revealing the actual names of your servants is a really bad idea?"

"…"

"…"

"…What are you getting at here, assuming that's true?"

"What I'm saying is, if that is true, and I basically know it is at this point, that also means that all your enemies are going to be trying to hid that information as well. I believe that I would be the perfect guy for you to bring along, provided you actually want that kind of information, which, of course, you would. Learning and uncovering the true… identities of people, let's say, is sort of a skill of mine. A highly regarded skill, no less."

At this point Sortiara turned and stared back towards Johnathan.

"I mean… knowing the true names of other servants would be very useful…" Johnathan admitted with a shrug of his shoulders.

"You trust him on this?!"

"I don't see why I shouldn't!"

"He just flat out confirmed himself he lied to us!"

"Yeah, no shit he would lie to us; look at the situation we, or rather, you, put him in!"

"Oh, so now it's my fault!"

Ugh… these two… This better be fucking worth the pain it'll give me…

"Look" I shouted, gaining the attention of both of them. "I set out to learn the truth behind the incident in Fuyuki back in 94. I did that, and accidentally summoned a servant in the process. A servant that I don't even have control over, really, nor do I know where they went or how they're doing at the moment. I got all I originally wanted from this shit. I don't care about the grail! Come the final three, if that's all of us, you can take out my servant! I truly couldn't care less. All I want now is to see as much of this magic shit as I can, because I'm never going to get another chance at it. I get it; I could die. That's a risk I'm willing to take. So, the deal is simple: let me hang around so I can see more of this shit unfold, and also answer any question I get, and I'll help you two make it to what would still be basically the final two. I won't help one of you beat the other either come the end. On top of that, you get all the stuff I uncovered from my trip to Fuyuki, fully translated to the best of my ability to English. Work about this Holy Grail War shit from one of the three… original founding families, as Johnathan put it, whatever that means. Don't know about you two, but that sounds like a sweet deal to me, no?"

Both Johnathan and Sortiara remained silent after I finished laying out the deal for them.

"…We were originally supposed to have a three-person alliance" Johnathan spoke up first.

"Johnathan!"

"What! It's true! This would basically be the same thing, and arguably it's better than the original plan, knowing Zach…"

"…"

"…"

"…Lancer, what do you think?"

In the corner of the room, a new figure suddenly appeared. It was going to take a good while to get used to that shit; people popping in and out of vision as they damn well please. But I see… this was Lancer… Didn't look at all heroic; he was wearing regular ass clothes! No weapon or armor to speak of! Still, he looked like someone of western origins, as opposed to eastern like Saber, so that was good for me; should make uncovering his identity easier…

"He might have told a minor lie or two earlier, but I can't exactly say I blame him either, master" Lancer laughed slightly. "As for the agreement he offers… I believe it. I don't sense any magic from him either, and I don't see why else he would have needed to use a command spell. That, and there's no guarantee that even if he used up his remaining ones his servant wouldn't hunt him down in retaliation."

"Didn't he say he ordered his servant to not kill him with a command spell?"

"Yes, but that only works so long as the contract holds. If he used up the last two he had, the contract would sever."

"…T-that's… true, actually…"

"He may not always be straightforward with everything he knows, but I don't think he's trying to outright trick you to your demise, either. Combine that with what he wants… well, he reminds me of someone I knew, I'll say that much. He's not a major threat to you; trust me on this, master."

"It's not that I don't trust you, Lancer! Just-"

"And you, Saber" Johnathan called out. "What do you think?"

Saber now reappeared, standing in the entranceway to the room the three of us humans were sitting in. He too was now in regular clothes. Did all Heroic Spirits come with shit like that, and if so, why was Caster walking around in his ratty looking robes?

"It's… harder for me to say" he admitted. "Like Lancer, he also reminds me of someone I knew, ever so slightly. While I wouldn't go so far as to say they're the same, the man I'm reminded of wasn't someone I would trust. For now… I don't think it will be an issue, but never let your guard down, master. That's all I have to say on the matter."

Damn, Saber… You really don't seem to like the schemer types, do you? Interesting… That could actually be something of note when it comes to figuring out your identity…

"Well, with the opinion of your servants in mind" I broke the new silence that was beginning to form in the room, "what say you two? As the masters, surely they'll go along with what you say?"

"…"

"…I'm just saying, Sortiara, I don't think it could hurt to have him with us" Johnathan was the first to speak up.

"…"

"Sortiara?"

"…"

"Hel-"

"Oh, I can hear you just fine" Sortiara growled, before letting out a sigh. "Fine! I'll agree to those terms, for now. But that means you are to be here tomorrow night, at eight, with everything you have from the Einzbern castle in Fuyuki, both original and translated. Got it?"

"Sounds good to me" I smiled, standing up. "Now, if that's settled, I'm going to head out. See y'all tomorrow, yeah?"