Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 478 Lancelot: This isn't real!

Early morning, commercial street.

On a secluded tower not far away, Kiritsugu Emiya watched through binoculars as two Servants worked diligently under the neon lights.

The two excellent knights, one wielding two brushes to paint and scrape putty with great skill, and the other leaning on a welding torch to weld and cut with great enthusiasm, their strong physiques made their work efficiency and quality several times higher than that of ordinary people, truly making them the chosen working oxen and horses.

And then? There was no then.

Nothing particularly noteworthy happened, except for the large amount of gifts they received for their outstanding performance, and the fact that many elderly people wanted to arrange blind dates for the two handsome knights.

Emiya Kiritsugu: ...

Kiritsugu Emiya, who was monitoring the two men's every move, thought they were secretly carrying out some kind of mission under the orders of Caster. He felt like he was fighting against thin air.

It's incomprehensible that two powerful fighters were sent to do volunteer work. Caster's actions are too abnormal. Does he really just treat the Holy Grail War as a game?

For some reason, Kiritsugu Emiya felt inexplicably irritable and uneasy. He silently put down his binoculars and used the walkie-talkie to contact Maiya Hisau.

"Is everything going smoothly?"

"They've arrived at the Fuyuki City police station, taken down two guards, and kidnapped Ryunosuke Uryu, but he doesn't have any Command Seals..."

Kiritsugu Emiya was not surprised and slowly said, "When Caster first appeared, he had three Command Seals on the back of his hand. Considering that the number of his Command Seals increased after he subdued Lancer and Berserker, he should have the ability to transfer Command Seals. The original three Command Seals were taken from Ryunosuke Uryu."

"But it doesn't matter. It's still Uryu Ryunosuke who provides him with the magic power to manifest his spirit origin. Even Caster can't supply magic power to himself."

The source of the intelligence was Irisviel, or more specifically, the listening device on her body, which Kiritsugu Emiya had installed on the homunculi long ago.

Even Irisviel herself didn't know this, after all, only secrets that even the person themselves doesn't know can possibly be kept from the enemy.

However, during the day, it seems that Caster did something to Irisviel that caused her to fall into a deep sleep. After being helped into the guest room, she was not heard from for a long time.

"Kiritsugu, what's next? Should I deal with Uryu Ryunosuke on the spot? Although Archer isn't acting alone, the Caster class might have the ability to temporarily stay in the mortal world. The sooner we act, the sooner we can send him back to Valhalla."

Hisayuu Maiya's voice was somewhat calm and indifferent, just like Emiya Kiritsugu's. She had been saved by Emiya Kiritsugu and agreed with his ideals, so she would help him wholeheartedly.

She was Kiritsugu Emiya's lover who satisfied his desires, and also his wingman when he carried out missions. She was capable of assassination and poisoning, as well as reconnaissance and sniping. She had learned a bit of the "Magician Killer" in every skill.

"No, I want to use Caster to deal with the other Servants. Archer is definitely a very strong Servant, and we don't know what Rider's Noble Phantasm is yet, but it might not be weak either... There's also Saber. There's no doubt that Saber can compete for the number one position among all Servants right now."

Kiritsugu Emiya, speaking indifferently, added Saber to the final list of targets to be executed.

He originally intended for Saber to commit suicide at the end, but Saber's magic resistance, which is "A-rank Magic Resistance," is astonishing, and it would probably take at least two Command Seals to complete her suicide.

Considering that Command Seals might be needed to replenish Saber's mana in future battles, the sheer number of Command Seals is overwhelmingly insufficient, especially after Saber retrieves her scabbard.

After retrieving her sword sheath, Saber has broken free from Master's restrictions to some extent.

Once the "distant ideal land" is liberated, it will generate a defensive barrier that even the Five Great Laws cannot interfere with, and the effects of Command Seals will theoretically not affect Saber in her scabbard.

Even without being released, just existing within her body, the scabbard can provide Saber with super-fast recovery and dispelling. Unless she dies instantly or runs out of magic power, Saber can be considered immortal.

In this way, even ordering Saber to commit suicide is very likely to fail, and then he will have to suffer the revenge of an extremely powerful Servant who has lost all means of restraint, can extract the magic power from his body, is close to immortal, has extremely high stats and anti-military Noble Phantasms.

The best scenario is that Caster and Saber enter the final round, and when they are both exhausted, he first takes care of Saber, then executes Ryunosuke Uryu, leaving the exhausted Caster unable to stay and allowing him to return directly.

"understood."

Hisayu Maiya's voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie, tinged with hesitation: "By the way, Kiritsugu, Irisviel has been out of contact for quite some time now. Is she alright?"

“It’s alright, Saber won’t let Irisviel get hurt. Judging from the fact that my mana wasn’t significantly depleted, there wasn’t a fierce battle between her and Caster…”

Rather, Saber absorbed very little of his magic power; the magic channel connecting the Servant and Master was practically useless, yet the feedback she received was incredibly good.

Kiritsugu Emiya was frustrated by the unclear situation. He ran his hand through his hair, glanced again at the two Servants who were working diligently, and then, estimating that they wouldn't make any further moves anytime soon, turned on the listening device.

It's almost dawn; I wonder if anything has changed over there.

A few noisy electrical hums rang out as a bugging device mounted on Irisviel's clothes in the distance converted the ambient sounds into radio waves, which were then converted by a receiver and synthesized into sound.

A faint sound came, but it was not clearly heard due to the distance. Kiritsugu Emiya slowly frowned. What would cause the clothes to be far away from their owner?

He leaned closer to the receiver and listened carefully to the sound from the other end.

Thanks to the still-dawn environment, the departing night was silent, so that even the slightest sounds had no interference, and though small, they were clear enough.

The sounds of weapons being forged fill the air, instantly conjuring up images of the blacksmiths in the forging factory—their diligence and tireless work.

Luke, the experienced mentor guiding the newcomers, clearly looked down on Irisviel's skills. He taught her step by step, which seemed like a caring gesture towards his employees, but his requirements were very strict. Any mistake would result in a merciless reprimand.

Newcomers to the workplace, unaccustomed to such humiliation, burst into tears after only a few words. However, Lu Ke disregarded this pretense, and the more she cried, the more fiercely he cursed, and the more fiercely he cursed, the more she cried, creating a vicious cycle.

Irisviel tried to gain sympathy by changing into several different work clothes, including black, white, and red, but instead of receiving comfort, she was met with even more verbal abuse and a barrage of questions.

Kiritsugu Emiya remained silent with a blank expression until he heard a question about himself and Irisviel's heartfelt answer, after which he silently turned off the receiver.

In the darkness, the magician assassin's face was unusually calm, showing no signs of anything amiss, but his right hand, which trembled incessantly as he lit the nicotine, betrayed him.

boom!
The lighter was thrown to the ground, sparking briefly. Kiritsugu Emiya's eyes were red-rimmed, and his teeth were clenched so tightly they were practically spitting fire.

He had considered the possibility of Irisviel encountering such a situation, but when it actually happened, it still managed to break his defenses.

"Despicable! Saber, what have you been protecting, Caster... You dare call yourself a hero in human history!"

No wonder Lancer and Berserker chose such a master; it's simply a case of birds of a feather flocking together—a bunch of despicable and shameless bastards.

Even if he had a lover, he didn't break up anyone's family!

After a long while, Kiritsugu Emiya took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

After all, he was the one who sent Irisviel there, so he couldn't blame anyone. Besides, compared to being cuckolded, seizing the Holy Grail and saving all of humanity was more important.

"Maiya, settle Ryunosuke Amusei in and help me contact Tokiomi Tohsaka."

"clear."

…………

"Dimuludo, do you feel a sense of unease, like something bad has happened?"

As dawn broke, the two Servants, now free from their punishment, were finally able to return home. Lancelot, however, was restless and inexplicably felt a great deal of panic. Finally, he couldn't help but ask his colleague beside him.

“No, I actually find it quite enjoyable.” Diarmuid walked with ease, humming an Irish tune softly, and looked at Lancelot with surprise upon hearing this.

"Could it be that Master has been attacked?"

“Then he should use Command Seals to teleport us there to fight the enemy. Moreover, with Master’s martial arts, magic and control over the mental world, even if it’s just his usual Spirit Origin exertion, no one can defeat him.”

Dimurdo was quite confident in his master's strength, saying, "Even if a Servant could do it, it would be courting death. The collapse of a false spirit origin would only bring greater despair."

"……makes sense."

Lancelot reluctantly accepted this explanation, feeling somewhat relieved.

"Speaking of which, who do you think Master's true form is?" Dimurud asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Judging solely from that vast and boundless magical power that transcends the realm of perception, the originator might be a powerful deity, most likely a chief god, or even a god-king!"

Lancelot gave a perfunctory "hmm".

"Zeus from ancient Greek mythology, Jupiter from ancient Roman mythology, Amun-Ra from ancient Egyptian mythology, Odin from Norse mythology, Indra from Indian mythology, Anu from Mesopotamian mythology... It's a bit hard to guess."

Lancelot pondered for two seconds before answering, "Zeus."

Dimurdo's eyes lit up: "You also think that Master's power is the strongest in the pantheon?"

No, I just think he likes sex as much as Zeus does.

Considering that Master's sycophant was right next to him, Lancelot nodded against his will:
"Correct!"

…………

So depraved.

Lu Ke, having lit his second cigarette afterward, lay comfortably on the armchair in the guest room, scoffing at the claim that he had "turned three times darker."

Some people become incredibly powerful when they turn evil, but Irisviel is still a weakling even when she turns evil. She may look impressive, but when it comes to real combat skills, she immediately reveals her true colors and is easily defeated. She is no match for Saber at all.

Lu Ke smacked his lips, savoring the taste of what had just happened.

After resting for a while, Luke looked at the dawning sky and sensed that his two Servants had finished their punishment and were on their way back. He slowly got up and walked to Irisviel, whose face still had a noticeable blush.

Magic coalesced into a needle, gently piercing the android's fingertip. Luke drew a drop of blood from it, letting it float quietly in the air.

"Kariya would probably cry if he found out."

Luke muttered something under his breath, then stretched out his hand. A burst of golden light and golden tree shadows lit up from the surroundings. Based on the "King's Healing" of the Elden Ring world, various healing magics from different worlds were mixed in and then reconstructed into the magic of the Type-Moon world.

Intricate magic circles and countless golden points of light swirled around the blood, unleashing immense magical power at the highest instantaneous output of this spirit core.

The blood volume continued to increase, expanding and deforming little by little, gradually elongating into a human form. After a moment, the new "Irisviel" appeared in front of Luke, but her eyes were lifeless, like a real doll.

Luke placed his hands on Irisviel on the bed and on the empty shell standing there, and slowly closed his eyes.

A few seconds later, Irisviel, who was standing, suddenly blinked. After seeing Luke, she was stunned for a few seconds. Then, feeling a chill on her body, she immediately tried to back away, her voice filled with terror.

"No... why do you still want more..."

She stopped talking when she saw herself lying on the bed.

"The newborn body has no magical limitations, a normal lifespan, and no defects of androids. The magic circuits are the same as before, except that it is not the 'Minor Grail'."

Luke glanced at Irisviel, who was terrified, picked up a piece of clothing from the ground and threw it over, giving a brief introduction.

Then, he reached out to Irisviel on the bed, and as magic surged, the android's form slowly melted away, replaced by a magnificent "Holy Grail" adorned with ancient and mysterious patterns.

Without hesitation, Luke sealed the golden Holy Grail into his body.

Irisviel, who was dressed, watched as Luke inserted his original body into his own and felt something was off.

"What's so strange about that? I've done it to you before too."

Noticing her gaze, Luke showed no embarrassment whatsoever, and teased her with a smile, which made Irisviel bite her lip and roll her eyes.

"This is just a small Holy Grail without any contents, so it can't connect to the outside world."

The correct way to use the Holy Grail is to use the souls of defeated Servants collected by the Lesser Grail, to use the power of these souls returning to Valhalla to open a "hole" leading to the outside world, and then use the magic accumulated by the Greater Grail to fix the "hole". Through the "hole", you can pass through the door to the outside world and reach the Root. This is the correct way to use the Holy Grail in a broad sense.

"I know the contents will be ready soon, I'm just putting this in so I can use it as soon as possible."

Luke smiled slightly and led Irisviel out of the guest room.

Saber, dressed in a blue knight's gown, left the master bedroom around the same time. Upon seeing Luke, she gave a barely perceptible shy smile and nodded slightly to the two of them.

Good morning, Irisviel and Master.

Luke naturally walked up to Saber, put his arm around her, and whispered in her ear.

“Calling him Luke is fine too.”

In front of Irisviel, Saber was clearly a little uncomfortable with such intimate behavior, her face flushed slightly, and her gaze wandered around.

"Wouldn't it feel strange to use your pseudonym in the world of mental images?"

"That's her real name. Fujimaru Ritsuka is the name she's known to outsiders. Only close friends and family know this."

"I...I understand, Luke."

Saber took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision after a fierce internal struggle, and took Luke's hand and knelt down on one knee.

“Luc, regarding what happened yesterday, in the spirit of chivalry, I should take responsibility for you. If you are willing, I can marry you and spend my life with you.”

Luke: ...

Although he was pleased that the King of Knights had this intention, he wondered what the meaning of "marrying" was—was he going to marry into Britain?

bang-

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang out. Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see a sword as clear as lake water.

Lancelot, who had been standing at the doorway without anyone noticing, had a blank look in his eyes and seemed to have been struck by lightning, frozen in place.

(End of this chapter)