In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

Driven by that faint hope, Zouken Matou knew he would not simply stand idly by.

and so--

Use your insects when he's on his deathbed.

With this in mind, Zouken Matou agreed to this extremely unreliable summons.

However, what he didn't know was that Matou Kariya actually didn't have much confidence either.

Just as Zouken Matou had thought, in the years since he left his family, he had only learned a little bit of magic for amusement.

The reason I'm standing in front of this summoning circle now is because of Zenjou Aoi.

He could never allow his childhood sweetheart to spend her whole life alone.

and so--

We must join the war.

Regardless of the form it takes, participation in the war is mandatory.

Winning or losing is secondary; the most important thing is to at least give Tokiomi...

Kariya Matou was completely unaware that he had put the cart before the horse.

This subconscious confusion directly affected the summoning.

His true thoughts manifested in a violent form.

Black light shone in the Matou family mansion, making the already eerie place even more terrifying.

Soon, a sturdy and tall figure appeared in the summoning circle.

"Golden~"

"Berserker Sakata Kintoki is here!!!"

"..."

"..."

This summons was unexpected for both Matou Kariya and Matou Zouken.

but--

The result doesn't seem so hard to accept?

The story doesn't end there.

[As more and more Servants come to Fuyuki because of the Holy Grail's summons.]

The city's magical atmosphere has reached an unprecedented level.

That's an atmosphere that ordinary people can't perceive, but Servants and Mages can see through in an instant.

The struggle and confrontation will be fully demonstrated in the coming period.

Several days later, on the sea far from Fuyuki Port.

A cruise ship is slowly approaching—its destination, of course, is Fuyuki, which is facing the bow.

On the deck, a pair of figures stood side by side, looking like they had a very good relationship.

Those are Artoria and Irisviel.

As arranged by Kiritsugu Emiya, they disguised themselves as Masters and Servants of this Holy Grail War and arrived in Fuyuki in a relatively formal manner.

This is an eye-catching method that helps the real Master, Kiritsugu Emiya, to remain hidden.

"Master."

Artoria spoke using a specially corrected form of address.

"That man...isn't he planning to come back with us?"

The "man" the young swordswoman was referring to was Emiya Kiritsugu.

When it's not possible to disclose more information, using a pseudonym like this is indeed a more convenient way to communicate.

Upon hearing Artoria's question, Irisviel closed her eyes, as if sensing something.

Soon, she answered Artoria's question with a smile.

He's already arrived!

"arrive?!"

Up to this point, Artoria has not spoken a single word to Kiritsugu Emiya.

She had no idea what her true Master was plotting.

However, the one who maintained contact with Kiritsugu Emiya was Irisviel, who was right beside him.

She seemed to have some special way of contacting her husband quite quickly, regardless of spatial distance.

"Ah."

Irisviel nodded.

"Kiritsugu arrived much earlier than us... so there's no need to worry about him."

"I see." Artoria believed her substitute Master's words without a doubt.

Let's not talk about this anymore~

Irisviel put the topic aside.

She looked at Artoria, who had changed into casual clothes, and her smile deepened.

"Speaking of which, Saber, you really are a clothes hanger."

"She looks good in everything she wears... I'm so envious!"

"Really? Is that so?" The girl who was praised became a little embarrassed. "No one has ever told me anything like this before."

"is it?"

Irisviel rubbed her hands together and gently blew a breath into them.

"But that's not surprising... After all, you're a young queen, so everyone would probably show you great respect when they see you, right?"

"Decided!"

Irisviel pointed at Artoria.

"I'll praise you more often from now on!"

"Hey, isn't that unnecessary?"

"Is necessary!"

"..."

"..."

Irisviel and Artoria exchanged a glance, and then both laughed.

Their relationship is less that of a substitute Master and Servant, and more that of good friends across time and space.

"Master, let's get to Fuyuki's residence first before considering these matters?"

"Well, you're right."

The cruise ship eventually docked at the shore.

Artoria picked up her luggage and followed Irisviel off the ship.

But as she walked, the swordswoman realized something was amiss.

"that--"

"Master, have we made a mistake?"

“No mistake,” Irisviel replied.

"Are you kidding me?" Artoria looked at the road in front of her in confusion. "But this doesn't look like the way out at all!"

"Huh?!" Irisviel looked up. "But Kiritsugu said that as soon as I get off the ship, I'll know what to do."

"Then I should just walk forward now, right?"

"Ah, wait!"

Irisviel looked at the ticket in her hand and mischievously stuck out her tongue.

"Saber, I think I got the date wrong... I arrived early!"

"..."

Artoria felt somewhat helpless.

She could sense that Irisviel wasn't actually that suitable to be the acting Master.

Having lived in the north for many years, she seemed quite accustomed to that comfortable life, and now that she's out here, she seems a bit out of place.

It seems I need to be more careful.

Realizing this, Artoria began to be extremely vigilant about the situation around her.

This serious attitude made her aware of the enemy.

Or rather—

The other party deliberately exposed themselves.

Somewhere in the port.

A woman dressed in a black bodysuit appeared before Artoria and Irisviel.

She pointed the dark red spear in her hand at Artoria, as if she could see through the girl's true identity at a glance.

"You're a Servant too, aren't you?"