In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

"Of course, since someone has challenged me to a duel, there is no reason not to go. Moreover... I can also sense the clear, flowing magic and fighting spirit emanating from him, so he must be a skilled fighter."

"Being able to fight against such a strong person in this era is something I also long for."

Scáthach nodded, answering Rowe's question directly, her eyes revealing the purest fighting spirit.

"Well... in that case, let's set off immediately. Remember to bring Orange with you. I'll provide support if necessary. Also, something unusual seems to have happened at the Tohsaka mansion tonight..."

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Clash of Guns and Swords (4/4)

The port edge and warehouse district of Fuyuki City.

The cool moonlight, as bright as frost, shone down from the hazy night, adding a touch of brightness to this open area.

The location here is very remote. The ocean surrounding this place ripples, and a large number of containers and unmanned machines are quietly parked here, like building blocks placed in designated areas to block the footsteps of pedestrians, providing a natural barrier. Not only that, in addition to the obstruction of buildings, in order to prevent ordinary people from accidentally entering, this area has also been enchanted by magicians to dispel idlers, implying that ordinary people should leave quickly. All of this has successfully divided the city and this port into two completely different worlds.

Soon this place will be transformed into a battlefield, chosen as the stage for ancient heroes to roam. Tonight, the moonlight is melancholic, and under the watchful gaze of the rolling waves, everything reveals that what is about to happen here will be anything but peaceful.

A handsome man with long golden hair, a fair and fair face, and eyes that sparkled like jewels and were always full of wisdom stood here holding a strange spear.

His fingers were long and clean, his temperament was unique and elegant, and his face was like the first rays of dawn, exuding a gentle glow amidst his handsomeness, making people unable to help but stop and look at him.

The man looked up at the night sky, a smile playing on his lips. Then, he unleashed his magic without reservation, letting his aura spread out like a fisherman casting out tempting bait, quietly waiting for his Servant to take the bait.

And now, some people have already arrived...

"Huh? It seems the battlefield has finally changed a bit."

Under the deep night sky, a burly man with a rugged face and strong muscles that filled out his clothes stood like a proud lion atop a huge bridge in Fuyuki City, overlooking the battle taking place not far away. His bright red cloak fluttered incessantly in the evening breeze.

The man crouched down, stroked his beard with his broad hand, and stared intently at the distant battle.

In the steel jungle built of shipping containers, a petite knight clad in pale silver armor confronts a golden spearman who has been waiting there for some time.

"Interesting, are the heroes starting to enter? This is really something to look forward to..."

He let out a sigh.

"Ahhh, Rider! It's too high! It's so high up here! Please let me down!!"

Webber, who had been ignored by the red-haired giant, stood shivering in the cold night wind. He was at least tens of meters above the ground, looking down at the endless stream of cars below. The thought of what would happen if he fell made his legs tremble uncontrollably.

"Hey, brat, you're now my Master, the Conqueror King Iskandar. How can you be so cowardly? Come on, stand up straight and join me in watching this war that doesn't belong to this era!"

"Rider! What are you talking about, you idiot? How could I possibly see you from this far away? I'm not a Servant! And standing so high up, if I lost my footing and fell, it would be a huge problem..."

"You can't see, but you still have magic tricks, right?"

Looking at the little Master who was lying on the steel beam and trembling beside him, the Conqueror King felt a little helpless. He raised his hand and summoned the Divine Wheel, tucked him under his arm and carried him up.

"Also, casually uttering such dejected words is a major taboo before war, little Master! Although you are indeed a bit small in stature and height, you must not be fearful in spirit. Next, we will be facing heroes from different eras, and such a perfunctory attitude will not do."

Even if you say that... I don't know what to do now...

Seeing the Conqueror King's incredibly serious gaze, Waver sighed and said helplessly.

His participation in this so-called magic ritual was purely accidental. He didn't even do any research beforehand; he just impulsively stole Professor Kenneth's relic and borrowed money to fly over.

Therefore, for him, this magical ritual called the Holy Grail War was undoubtedly confusing and bewildering...

The initial fervor of stealing the Holy Relic and immediately flying to Fuyuki City to win the Holy Grail War was extinguished when he summoned a Heroic Spirit and had him hung up and exposed to the cold wind for half an hour.

Weber turned to look at the tall, imposing, and proud man beside him, his heart filled with mixed emotions...

He realized that his impulsive actions seemed to have dragged him into some incredible magical ritual, but it was too late to back down now. With no other choice, he could only go all the way.

"You don't know what to do? In other words, you're feeling lost right now..."

"..."

Weber didn't speak, but just sighed helplessly.

"However, I know how to solve this kind of problem. Since I don't know what to do, I'll just set myself a goal, such as... first, take the Holy Grail! Then I'll slowly think about how to use it."

Iskandar clapped his hands and then spoke to Weber.

"Since you're participating in the Holy Grail War, you must be doing it for the Holy Grail anyway. In that case, why not stop thinking about how to do it and just set your sights on obtaining the Holy Grail and becoming the final victor? That way, you won't be confused!"

"Obtain the Holy Grail? Are you talking about me?"

Hearing Iskandar's boastful words, Waver couldn't help but swallow hard. He then turned his gaze away, immediately covering his eyes with enhancement magic, and looked at the two blond Servants fighting fiercely on the other side of the port. A chill ran down his spine.

"Isn't it obvious? Why participate in the Holy Grail War if you don't want to obtain the Holy Grail? Look at those two heroes over there, aren't they fighting each other for the Holy Grail?"

"Even if you can't, you still have me, don't you? As long as I'm here, I can conquer everything, whether it's land or sea! The Holy Grail is just a piece of cake! Besides, I've been waiting for this for a long time."

"Huh?"

"Seeing them fight so fiercely, witnessing this encounter and battle between heroes from different eras, my heart for conquest is finally burning within me, hahaha—"

As he spoke, the Conqueror King grinned and then leaped onto his Noble Phantasm, Divine Wheel.

"Huh? Just rush over like that? Didn't you say you wanted to watch their battle from here? And if we just rush over like that, won't we get caught in a crossfire and get trapped?" Waver shouted hurriedly, realizing what Iskandar was about to do.

"—Hahaha!! So what? My desire to conquer cannot be quelled. We'll deal with what happens afterward!"

Amid Waver's exclamation, the maverick conqueror immediately burst into laughter, gripped the reins tightly, and steered his beloved steed, shouting, "Giddy up! Never mind, little Master, we have to join in the fun! Seeing how fiercely they're fighting, I've been itching to get going! Let's go! Join this grand gathering with me!"

"Wait! Don't pull me back! Go by yourself!"

"That won't do. Since you're my Master, you have to appear together!"

After a hearty laugh, the Conqueror King pulled the reins, and with a crisp crack of the whip, the Divine Power Wheel of the Noble Phantasm started up, its dark blue arcs of electricity illuminating the night.

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The port of Fuyuki City.

Compared to the bickering between the Conqueror King and Waver over there, the battle here is clearly much more intense.

The sparks from the collision of the demonic spear and the holy sword illuminated the area, and the clanging sounds of the spear and sword clashing together wove together a magnificent symphony.

A handsome man with long, golden hair turned around and bathed in the cool moonlight. During the battle, he tossed his golden hair behind his head, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that could drive women mad.

The strangely shaped spear in his hand, resembling a magic wand, also unleashed powerful force under his control. A continuous stream of water gathered around him, allowing him to calmly deal with the fierce attacks of the golden-haired knight king in front of him.

Between each exchange of blows, powerful magic began to spread outwards, and a gentle stream of water and a fierce gale reflected each other under the moonlight.

Finally, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, the blond man who was controlling the water seemed to have realized something. He gave Artoria a faint smile, then changed his movements and disengaged from the intense battle.

"Ok?"

Sensing the man's intentions, Artoria was somewhat surprised, but fearing it might be a trap, she didn't rush to pursue him. Instead, she coldly looked at the blond man opposite her and questioned him rudely.

"Do you want to run away?"

"Run away? You've misunderstood..."

Faced with Artoria's questioning, the blond man in front of her was not angry. He simply bit his finger lightly and then answered politely.

"I just discovered something interesting, so I need to disengage from combat to confirm it, beautiful swordswoman."

He looked at Artoria in front of him, a smile appearing in his eyes.

At the same time, Artoria felt her body stiffen. Her keen intuition told her that something bad was happening. She looked sharply into the man's eyes and saw her own reflection in them.

Then a strange feeling, as if she had been completely seen through, welled up inside her, making her feel a chill run down her spine.

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Are you Diarmuid? (1/2)

The moonlight was serene, and the stars twinkled.

A piercing clang of metal clashing echoed through an uninhabited port in Fuyuki City.

The fierce fighting spirit and outward-radiating magic dissipated with the clash of guns and swords, and the terrifying destructive power left this remote battlefield in ruins.

The waves and starlight reflected each other in the night sky.

On the battlefield, having received her Master's order, Artoria, as a Servant, let out a furious roar and then swung her invisible sword at the blond man in front of her once again.

The handsome man in front of him, whose temperament was like that of a violet, remained unmoved. He brandished the uniquely shaped double-headed gun in his hand and continued to control the trickling stream that seemed to come from nowhere, trying his best to defend against the invisible sword's edge.

Even though they were just a few seemingly weak trickles of water, under the man's control, their power and resilience were in no way inferior to the surrounding azure gale.

After several clashes and exchanges, Artoria, who was relentlessly attacking, became acutely aware of how difficult this man was to deal with.

"That's quite a fierce fighting spirit. I'm sure you're a battle-hardened warrior. Although you've deliberately concealed your weapon, my wisdom tells me that you must be Saber in this Holy Grail War."

"Heh, that's not necessarily true. Making hasty conclusions on the battlefield is not a good habit. You can't see my weapon anyway. Maybe I'm actually Lancer or Archer."