A/N: Wow, I don't even know what happened here. It seems that my mind is flying more often to other thoughts than what it used to.

Maybe it's because of the fact that I felt that my Master's course is harder than what it actually looks.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. And by anything, I mean every single word that I have written there. Credits go to Kinoko Nasu and the TYPE MOON franchise for Fate/Stay Night, and Hiro Mashima for Fairy Tail.

Chapter 12: Game Changer

Magnolia, Earthland

Fairy Tail Guild

Another day goes by at the Fairy Tail guild, where the jobs offered as of now are more exciting than it was in the past. It can be a given since the seven years have passed. Another reason for that is that the guild games pushed the guild into fame once again, to the point that the name of Fairy Tail has become known far and wide even among Sabertooth and Mermaid Heel.

Amidst the busy hustle and bustle of the guild, one man seems to be deep in thought. It can be a given since one of their guild members went into another world with the help of a stranger that they just met and trusted almost immediately. Even more so at the fact that they just summoned what seems to be a malevolent spirit who kept her peace as she understood the circumstances explained by the stranger.

"You seem to be too quiet, Makarov. It's not like you to be so."

As expected, the man named Makarov is now spooked at what the little lady did. The child giggled upon finding out that her tricks still work, and even more so in her spirit form. Makarov now screamed at her in a comical manner of anger.

"First Master, the next time you do that, please do it when I am in the mood to do so!" The man now screamed, to which the child giggled even more.

"Again with the honorifics. Please call me Mavis." The child named Mavis pouted, to which Makarov huffed at the child's antics.

"Fine." Makarov heaved a sigh as he reluctantly agreed.

It has been a long time since Mavis Vermillion decided to return to her guild to guide them. The Third Master understood the circumstances behind her appearance. They have to pick up the pieces first before the First Master decides whether Fairy Tail is ready for the challenges that they will face or not.

But that doesn't mean that the First Master can be silly without his permission.

"So, what brings you here, Mavis?" The Third Master asked as he observed Juvia's glee at catching a glance at what seems to be a hugging pillow with Gray's picture on it. "Aren't you supposed to teach the children that we have here how to use ma–?"

"I'm bored." Mavis replied fast with a pout, to which Makarov almost fell off his chair at the fast reply. "I just let them play outside. Let them enjoy their childhood while they can."

"Ah, right…" the Third Master had a comically big sweat drop over Mavis' indomitable logic.

"Now, on to your thoughts…" Mavis continued as she got herself a glass of what seems to be apple juice. "I know that that stranger is suspicious, but what if this is only the beginning?"

Makarov now narrowed his eyes on Mavis' words. It is as if Mavis knew something that can potentially change the job's rules that Mirajane took. The worst case scenario that he can deduce is that the Holy Grail War will actually last longer than what the stranger has actually said to them.

"Please do tell." Makarov is now curious of what the First Master's thoughts on this are. It seems that she has her lips sealed from the moment that Mirajane summoned her Servant until now.

"I'd be happy to oblige, son of Dreyar." The child now giggled once again. But then, her eyes took on a hazed evergreen color as she deduced on the situation that Mirajane is in now. "I just memorized the situation by my mind, and I will just leave this to your discretion."

"First, Zelretch – san said that the war will be short. Seven Servants and Seven Masters will fight for one Grail's wish." Mavis recalled as she sipped her drink. "But then, Assassin – san quoted something about the corruption. Depending on how long it will take before the participants will find out that the Grail is corrupted, I can place my bet on two and a half weeks tops."

"Second, according to Charle, the magical energy that is in their world is depleting, and that they are only practicing the science of magic through manipulation of prana flow called Magecraft instead of Magic." Mavis continued her discourse. "I can only see that the situation of Magic flow in that world is at its worst as opposed to ours."

"Third, Zelretch – san can travel parallel worlds and alternate universes. That means that he has attained one of his so – called Five Magics. He has said something about the Second Magic, Kaleidoscope, as he called it. I can only dread on what numbers One, Three, Four and Five are, and what costs did they have paid to achieve it."

Makarov closed his eyes and nodded at the explanations. "Those were really good conclusions, Mavis, but how are they connected to him bringing Mirajane to their world?"

Mavis breathed in and exhaled before she gave Makarov her deduction that surprised him to his core.

"Mirajane – san is invited as a spectator, not a participant." Mavis coldly replied. "I can't believe it at first, but then Zelretch – san has that smile on his face as he left, which means that he has other plans for Mirajane – san."

"Wait, don't tell me…" Makarov is not prepared for what he will hear next. It seems to him that Mirajane will have an unfinished business with the world after the war.

"It can be a horrific possibility, but then the only answer that is appearing to me can only be a yes. Zelretch – san knows that much." Mavis deduced even more coldly than ever as she put down her cup gently at the counter. "In the meantime, she will learn how Magecraft exactly works in their world during those days that she is there. On her next return, it will be for real."

Makarov can only frown at the implications. But then, Mavis' face lightened up as she blinked her eyes and smiled.

"Fortunately, I have caught up with Zelretch – san's fast thinking." Mavis gleefully spoke. "I can't let my title of being a brilliant strategist be taken away by some foreigner who is not from our world. Please call Wendy and Charle. They are also fast learners, and so they will not cause a catastrophe in that world. We can't have Fairy Tail be labelled in their world as wizards without control, can we?"

Makarov can only smirk at Mavis' glee at finding an opponent better than her in devising strategies. He nodded as he followed the order of the First Master. The Third Master will witness the brilliant mind of Mavis Vermillion at work once again.

And this time, errors in calculation will not be allowed even by her.

Day 2: Afternoon

How long will I wait for that day, Tamamo…

The spirit now sighed as another day has gone by without either Mirajane or Assassin taking action. But then, she sensed some changes in Mirajane's demeanor as she saw her walking briskly towards her own room. It is not to her liking to peer deep in the heart of their conversation, but then she has to take the initiative to not keep herself out of the loop.

She then closed her eyes and concentrated on the connection between Mirajane and Assassin. She then put out a mental victory dance as she succeeded in putting a line in their Shared Perception.

Mirajane – san, I must go to the Ryuudou Temple. Assassin mumbled as she wears her casual clothes in the other room. I sensed something strange will be happening today.

Yes, I know. Mirajane affirmed suspiciously. I will provide support for you whenever I can.

Please stay in the house for the meantime, Mirajane – san. Assassin instructed. Keep an eye out for suspicious objects or persons. I want you to be completely healed first before your next battle.

If you say so. Mirajane replied. But call me if you are in grave danger.

Wait a minute. Caster and Assassin are not there. So why bother investigating the Ryuudou Temple once again? And what's with their suspicious words? She then realized horrifically as she sensed two entities in the Ryuudou Temple. Whatever or whoever they are, they must be waiting for the right time to appear from the shadows. One of those is…

Lancer?

She then remembered that Lancer is also investigating the Ryuudou Temple before this happened. What is it that caught Lancer's interest?

But for now, she must rest her eyes. She can't let her eyes stay shut for the whole evening just to peer in on to their conversation. She will let Mirajane and Assassin tell the whole story.

Day 2: Afternoon

For Rin, this is really a rough day for her. The events are not moving according to plan. She wants to know the circumstances on how exactly a Bounded Field is being set up in this place in the first place. What kind of Master does this? Sure, there are no casualties…yet. But the sigils present a clear sign of danger once they fully light up. But the most perplexing for her is that the crimson – haired teen told her to go home even though she saved his life.

"You must get home right away, Rin." Shirou warned Rin. "I think I'll look around for clues in this school."

"What, and get killed again?" Rin exasperated. "You are truly insane if you told me to go home after I have saved your neck. And that is not because I wanted you to be safe! Hmph!"

She sharply turned her head away from the teen, the wisps of her hair following her flair. Shirou can only sigh as he forgot that fact that the school idol has saved him once again.

"Tohsaka, I wanted to thank you." Shirou genuinely apologized. "Even if I cook up a feast, it is not enough for my gratitude to be fully expressed."

Rin opened one eye and she saw Shirou's expression of apology on his face. Suddenly she felt guilty about it, and she berated herself for it. A true Tohsaka must never show any emotion or sympathy for the enemy that doesn't know where to go or even how to act.

"However, I sensed something wrong in this school." Shirou narrowed his eyes as he caught the faint smell of molasses once again. "I will meet up with you tomorrow to talk to you more about this."

"If you say so." Rin mumbled, her voice loud enough for Shirou to hear her. "But don't stay up late."

"I know, Tohsaka." Shirou replied as he turned away. He then walked towards the school as he followed that faint smell. Meanwhile Rin walked briskly towards their home and talked to Archer through the established connection that they have.

Archer, make sure that Emiya – kun is safe until he approaches his house. Rin now laid out her instructions specifically for Archer to follow. Her eyes narrowed as she tries to go home fast. Follow him from a distance, but make sure that your presence will not be seen or felt. You can see up to four kilometers, am I right?

Yes, Master. Archer flatly replied as he observed the boy.

Good. If you ever sense even the slightest disturbance in Emiya – kun's prana flow, close the distance and find out the source, but don't let yourself be seen. If possible, eliminate that source. Rin finished. And don't take this as an opportunity to kill him, I will know of it through our connection with each other. Although we can kill Masters, Emiya – kun and I are in an unspoken truce for now.

As you humbly wish, Rin. Archer complied. He hopes that he can finish him quickly, as he sees that he is still the same boy who held on to his ideals, but it seems that his Master caught up with his line of thought. The parallel situation sure likes to play with his circumstances, given that his luck stat is the same as Lancer's. But, what about you?

I can manage. Rin huffed. I'm not some Magus who needs help all the time from Servants.

If you say so, Rin. Archer flatly replied as he dissipated.

Rin then treaded the direction to her way home.

After Shirou detected the source, he now deduced that as he gets nearer, the smell gets stronger. Heeding Rin's advice to not stay up at night in the school, he left the school as the sun sets and proceeded to go home. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks as he remembered what the plum – haired lady said to him before she disappeared.

If you wanted to know more, please come to the Matou's house this evening, the one where Shinji resides. He can answer your questions.

Matou Shinji? How can he be involved in this? He is a student. Is there a connection between him, the mysterious voice in the forest and Rider? Is Sakura even involved in this?

The situation gets even murkier as he tried to figure out which puzzle pieces will go in which proper puzzle box. He will wrack his head trying to figure out which is which. He really needs a good refreshing drink for the moment. He treaded on towards a vending machine for a refreshing drink.

As he walked on, a mysterious being is now observing the boy's movements. He wanted to kill him too badly, but then the Master is too quick to see it. Whether it is out of instinct or she got that from the sequence is out of his comprehension.

Day 2: Evening

He is now at the Matou Manor, which can be best described as an almost desolate place if not for the prana emanating in the mansion. There, he sensed three entities through touching the manor's outside walls and doing a Structural Grasping of the whole field. There, he sensed the structure of a Bounded Field which spanned from one end of the manor's area to the other end.

Seeing as the outer Bounded Field recognized him as such, he now entered the place.

"Gkh!" Shirou cannot describe the immense pressure that he feels as he entered that place. It is as if he entered in a fishbowl with only a tiny opening to serve as a breathing space.

The atmosphere loosened as the inner Bounded Field recognized him. He now cautiously walked towards that place when he saw someone opened the door. He then backed off one step away.

He narrowed his eyes as he saw that that person is Shinji.

"Hey, Emiya. Don't be like that." Shinji complimented on the crimson – haired teen's response to his appearance. "Come in. Let's have a nice talk inside."

He then cautiously walked inside the house. As he closed the door, he saw the room lit up, and he saw numerous paintings. The most prominent painting is a painting of a man around his thirties, primly dressed up in a formal outfit. His hair is slicked back, but he let three stray strands of hair in front. The azure color of his hair resembles too much like Shinji's.

He saw the living room, and the table's corners are ornamented in gold. The wooden finish is of a mahogany type, and the couches are velvet – red in color. There, he saw the Servant who attacked him earlier. Shinji now sat in one couch with that Servant by his side. Shirou now sat in one of the couches opposite Shinji and the Servant.

"So, I take it that you know something about the Bounded Field in the school?" Shinji casually spoke, to which Shirou can only grit his teeth. He saw one student earlier as he ran along the corridors during his skirmish with Rin, but then that student is now gone upon his return. The only clue that he got is an ID.

"Yes," Shirou cautiously replied. "Is it your doing, Shinji?"

"Maybe, maybe not." Shinji waved off the accusations that the crimson – haired teen is now throwing at him. Shirou can only be tense in his seat as he saw Shinji is still innocent in this. "All that I know is that there are sigils placed in this school, and I bet that it looks really dangerous."

"By the way, would you care to join me?" Shinji smiled as he sat languidly in his couch. "My Servant can be really strong. I can sense that your Servant is strong too. If they are together, nobody can beat us now."

As Shinji caressed his Servant's left thigh, Shirou can only grit his teeth with his mouth closed trying to avoid punching Shinji right in the face. Sure, she is a Servant, but he has no right to use her as such in a literal term, or worse, treat her as a tool to be used for his own interests.

"So, Emiya, have you decided on my generous offer of alliance?" The azure – haired person grinned as he got his friend right where he wanted him, to be in his sphere of control, to be within in his reach. His Servant can only wince mentally at her Master's twisting of words. She cannot even distinguish cowardice from brilliance at the choice of his words, the situation and his subsequent planning of events. Thankfully for her, her Master received a spontaneous answer from the one that he wanted to make an alliance to.

"Let me think about it for the meantime, Shinji." The crimson – haired teen closed his eyes as he spoke, choosing his words carefully as he does not want to lose his life to one who has a Servant. The Tohsaka heiress will probably laugh or even be disgusted at him for what his actions will bring up. "As long as you can help me remove the sigils in Homurahara High School, I might even consider it."

"Sure thing, Emiya." Shinji casually replied as he squeezed the tall Servant's thigh gently. Rider winced internally once again at her Master's assumption of asserting dominance. "Just remember that I will still wait for your answer. Just don't take long in thinking up for an answer, though."

"Okay." The teen now stood up, and as he turned his back, he now clenched his fist. "I promise you that my response will not take too long."

"I'm counting on it, Emiya." Shinji replied with a small victorious laugh. "Rider, please escort Emiya outside. I don't want our visitor to feel unwelcome here in the Matou Manor. At least we can send him off peacefully."

"As you wish, Master." Rider emotionlessly replied as she accompanied Shirou outside. As they closed the door, Shinji now grinned as he sees that the events now move according to his plan. His grandfather will be proud of what he has now accomplished. Now he can show his sister who is really worthy of being a superior Magus.

"Now, the deadly battle called chess will come in play here." Shinji grinned as he looked outside, seeing Rider coming along with Shirou. He now closed the red velvet curtain slightly adorned in gold lines. He saw a chess board, with the pieces in the form of actual men in black and white colors. He then moved the white king's pawn straight in the center of the board, the fallen piece of a black queen's bishop's pawn adjacent to the white king's pawn. "I have made my move. Now, it will be your move, Emiya."

Rider has a lot in mind right now, but she is thankful that her innate ability and her mindset prevented her to give over to her burning desire to suck her Master dry of prana. She can call what her Master did an abuse, not only to her, but to his friend. The twisted definition of brilliance and cowardice has almost made her mind muddled with confusion as to what humans are.

Her only saving light is that boy. He presents an ideal human, but then, she felt no sense of desire coming from that man. Even the sense of living of that man is distorted by something. What that something is, she wanted to know. She knew of Sakura's life and what made her that way, but she felt that the circumstance of that boy is different from hers.

An awkward pause passed between them. That silence is thankfully broken by that boy.

"Ah, how do I say this?" The crimson – haired teen scratched his head in embarrassment at being escorted by a lady at night. "Ah, right. Thanks for accompanying me. I think I should be going now, but for some reason, something's bothering you. What's wrong?"

She then snapped out of her diving in a spiral of thoughts. She now faced the boy. She wanted to know what he looks like, but then her eyes can kill him in an instant. She chose not to remove the visor.

"It's nothing." She tried to lie, but then she sensed that the boy sees something in her. "I must thank you for accepting our invitation to come in here."

"You're…welcome, I guess." Shirou replied casually. "Well then, I must be going now."

He now took three steps when the plum – haired Servant suddenly spoke out of the blue. He now stopped.

"Why didn't you bring in your Servant?" Rider asked curiously. "You know very well that I am a Servant and that I can kill you or even pluck your eyes out first without questions asked."

"Let me see…" the teenage boy now pondered as he thought about it hard. He then faced the Servant who asked him that question with a smile. "Maybe it's because I trust you that you wouldn't do such a thing, not while I don't have a Servant by my side."

At this point, she now almost knew the reason why Sakura loved him to a great extent. The way that he handled himself during the skirmish and during the ongoing negotiations with her Master is enough proof for her that this man is truly trustworthy in Sakura's eyes.

She then genuinely smiled back at him. Even though she had hurt him and almost killed him, this man still trusts her. If only he knew of her connection with Sakura, he will even go to great lengths to save her from that house and from that demise. He is not like the other men that she encountered in her past life. If he is only in that era where she lived in, she would have wanted him to become her husband.

"If only we were friends, then I might have helped you in your need, Shirou." The Servant with the long plum – colored hair smiled, to which Shirou can only blush slightly at the Servant's offer.

Now is her best chance to offer Shirou her services and to let Shinji forcibly give away his Command Seals to Shirou. But then she doesn't want to do that. Sakura will not want such a thing to happen to her brother. She can only sigh mentally at the deliberate missing of a presented opportunity. Thus, she can only help him with her advice.

"You might want to be cautious or even prepare yourself on your way home." Rider spoke once again. "Someone is trying to kill you. He is really dangerously close enough on your tail as you walked right in our home."

Shirou did not feel another Servant up until now. He winced at the pain of his Magic Circuits and his Command Seals throbbing painfully in anticipation of another Servant. He looked around, only to see none. He gritted his teeth, but then he smiled.

"Thank you once again, Rider." Shirou quipped. "I'll keep that in mind."

As Shirou turned around, he saw that the Servant is now gone.

He is about to leave once again when he heard a door has opened and closed and a rustling sound. He looked back to see an old man walking towards him. He doesn't want to prolong his stay at what seems to be a depressing house filled with an even more depressing atmosphere inside.

"I hope that you made yourself comfortable in my home, lad." The old man spoke weakly as he walked. "Sorry for the gloomy atmosphere. It hasn't been taken care of for years."

"Don't worry, old man." Shirou replied cautiously as to what he felt about this man. He then noticed the yard side of the manor. "I think it only needs a little cleaning on the yard side."

"Ah, right." The old man chuckled lightly at the teen's forthright answer. "The yard side, I remember now. That hasn't been taken care of since the day that we are here. But before you go, let me ask you something."

"Sure." The crimson – haired teen casually accepted his offer.

The old man now placed his words in a way that he can surely shake the boy off of his wits.

"Isn't it normal for a brother to meet his sister?" The old man asked.

Shirou almost widened his eyes in surprise, as to what he is trying to imply. The old man knows something that he still doesn't know about. Still, he kept his calm demeanor and replied in a way that will not give off his surprise at this.

"Sure, I guess." Shirou casually replied. The old man now chuckled at the boy's words.

"Pardon me for letting you stay longer than necessary." The old man genuinely apologized as he let the boy go. "I did not realize that it's getting late now."

"Not a problem, old man." Shirou shrugged off the incident just now as if nothing ever happened. "I must get going now."

"Fare well, lad." The old man waved casually at the boy as he left. "Drop by here again some time."

His head is on a swirl right now as he pondered on his thoughts. Saber will definitely get angry at him for having a knack to be in a right situation where danger is involved. From being in Berserker's way of attack, to Tohsaka firing some kind of curse akin to a powerful bullet shot, to Rider almost killing him, to Shinji offering him an alliance with Shirou not having a Servant, to the old man giving him some sort of uneasiness for some reason.

It is definitely his best day ever. Saber will think that he has struck a jackpot already if ever his situations will be slotted in as winning entries in a lottery show.

As Shirou is now approaching his house, he felt that someone is getting dangerously near to him. He then sighed as he stopped.

I would have killed you already if you are not really cautious. A mysterious voice spoke. Thankfully, Master refrains from doing so, since you have learned about something really important from that house.

It is not a lottery anymore. It is a sure fire bingo jackpot. Now he knew why Saber's Luck stat is B – rank. Luck depends on the Master, so he must be really fortunate to have these situations in his hands.

"I can carry myself just fine now." Shirou quipped as the invisible entity stopped too. He then faced that entity. "You can go home now, Archer."

The being now manifested as Shirou now called on his name. Archer now sighed at the boy's recent actions. Rider is right about her advice. He should have carried a stick or a broken umbrella on his way home.

"You are really pushing it, lad." Archer quipped scathingly as he observed Shirou's actions back then. "You don't really care what happens to your life. But then again, that is a given."

"Looks like you know more about me than what Tohsaka knows about." Shirou quipped in an equal manner. "So may you care to tell me why you are here?"

Archer gritted his teeth, but then his calm demeanor got the better of him.

"Ri – my Master wanted me to observe you until you went home safely." Archer replied flatly. "She is too worried for your welfare. She may not show it, but then she cared. And so is your Servant, Saber."

Shirou widened his eyes in horror at what this man tries to imply. He tried to keep himself calm.

"You really don't care about their welfare, do you?" Archer placed his words as flat as concrete would have it. Archer now turned his back on Shirou. "At least try to worry for them, too. Don't do something that will make them regret that you have lived in this world, lad."

Shirou clenched his fist as if this man knows him better than himself. Archer then disappeared as he saw that Shirou is now in the location where his Master wanted him to be.

Shirou can only sigh as another incident is filed away in his mind for recording. Things sure will not get any worse.

He then realized that he will be proven to be really wrong as Saber leaned by the gate post of their house, seemingly waiting for him. He can only prepare for a tongue – lashing by his Servant. He then made a mental note about the Luck stat of a Servant being both a truth and a lie.

"As I have told you, Master…" She now emphasized the word Master to express her displeasure over the consecutive incidents that would have made him die otherwise. They are now at a table, with steaming green tea on a small porcelain kettle. The aroma of the green tea almost calms the mind of those in the area, at the same time letting them be alert for situations that will come their way. The green tea serves as a relaxant and at the same time a stimulant.

She now poured one cup for herself. "You should have brought me along with you. A Holy Grail War is in progress, yet you don't act like a war has been taking place right now. I am starting to question your competence, but then again, you only wish to keep casualties to a minimum, and that Servants should only fight Servants. I admire your ways, but please stay alive if you really wanted to keep your principles."

"I'm still alive, aren't I?" Shirou quipped as he poured a steaming clear one for himself too. He blew gently on the cup before he drank. Saber can only sigh as she blew gently on her cup too. "Besides, there are people who saved me, except maybe for Archer, it seems."

"And what if there are no people around to save your neck?" Saber asked scathingly, her cold emerald orbs reflecting her stern demeanor. Even without the ability of Charisma, Shirou should be cowering at that. "What will you do then, Master?"

Shirou clearly saw that Saber is now using the word Master instead of his name for expressing her stern feelings on this. He can only sigh as Saber has proven her point. For now, he can declare Saber the winner in this. But he will not stay down. He still has an ace up his sleeve.

"Fine, you win, Saber." Shirou dejectedly replied as Saber's emerald orbs shine in approval. But then he dashed Saber's hopes with him saying this.

"But let me ask you something." Shirou continued, interrupting Saber about to speak up. "What is the exact function of the Command Seals by the way?"

Saber can only wince at her Master's words. She knew the extent of the functions of the Command Seals, yet a part of her does not want to give it to him for fear of losing at the argument. But then she has no other choice but to give it to him as he is still her Master.

"Command Seals are absolute orders given to a Servant." Saber began as she narrated Rin's recalling of the functions. "You have these as a proof that you are a Master, at the same time assuring your dominance over a Servant. It can be used in a variety of ways, but then keep in mind that the vagueness of the command given to a Servant will result to the weakening of the effectiveness of the power of a Command Seal."

"So, if I tell you to come to my side using a Command Seal," Shirou deducted as he drank. "you will surely come to my aid, am I wrong?"

She then recalled how Kiritsugu used the Command Seal as Shirou has deduced, but then she tried to see the usefulness of his command in a dire situation. "Yes. You can transport me quickly from one place to another using a Command Seal. Even though I am far away, I am able to come to your aid using a Command Seal. But…"

"Well then, that's settled." Shirou smiled as Saber frowned. He now finished his drink. "If I will need you, my command through the Command Seal should suffice. I think we should get some sleep. We had a rough day as it is."

As Shirou is about to leave, she spoke again.

"You may be forgetting something, Shiro." Saber now tosses a bamboo sword to Shirou, to which he tried to catch it, but he only grasped it by its blade. "We are doing this, remember?"

Shirou widened his eyes as Saber stared at him. If this is Saber's way of letting off steam, he will be pummelled to pieces. But then again, he tried to save her, and so it will be natural for her to teach him swordsmanship in order for him to not be helpless at least.

That, and it could be a horrifying possibility that she will make her words come true when she said that she will beat some sense into him for trying to save her.

He only sighed as the practice begins. He is really sure that he will have sore muscles after this even though the Luck stat says otherwise.

A/N: So yeah, I think I have to adjust my timeline. The 3rd day is the day when Shirou summoned Saber. Prologue is in Day 1.

Yup, my timeline is in tangles.

But I will do my best to rearrange the timeline so as to align it to the VN (visual novel).

Have fun reading. XD