How come the Ace of Cups isn't considered the Holy Grail?

"Otherwise, how could an ordinary policeman handle such an obviously unusual situation? If he were a magician, he would know even better that the Holy Grail War is a murky pool that not just anyone can wade into!"

Just kidding. Given the selfish nature of those magicians from Type-Moon, once they knew the dangers of the Holy Grail War, how could they possibly be so bored as to get involved?

The reason they didn't run away from Snowfield City that day was because the Pale Knight wouldn't let them leave!

Now that the Pale Knight has left the scene, and without the supply of magic, the cursed fog that shrouds the entire city will dissipate completely in a day or two!

Once those guys discover that the curse covering the entire city has disappeared, they'll probably be running away while regretting that their parents didn't give them two more legs!

Of course, there are exceptions, but exceptions are called exceptions because they are unlikely to occur, so they have been temporarily placed at the back of the list.

It's not too late to talk about it when we actually encounter it!

"You've seen the factory." Yuto pointed out the seemingly calm interior of the meat processing plant to Ayaka Sajo.

“These police officers are clearly one step ahead of us. Since they haven’t found anything, it’s probably a waste of our time to search for them.”

"It would be better to follow this bureau chief. If we find him or the Servant who is cooperating with him, at least we'll have a backup plan!"

Are they really going to keep fighting?

Having already experienced two battles between Servants within 24 hours and witnessed Yuuto defeat those two Servants, Ayaka Sajou nodded blankly.

She suddenly felt so tired... not just physically, but also mentally exhausted.

Although she wasn't the one fighting any of the battles, and she wasn't injured at all that day, for some reason, she felt like the day had been going on for an incredibly long time.

This Holy Grail War is not something just anyone can fight...

Just as they were talking, Orlando's phone suddenly rang.

Ding-ling-ling-ling——

After a series of default ringtones, Orlando casually answered the phone.

"it's me."

"Hey! Bro! How's things going over there?" A flippant male voice came through the microphone. He spoke quite loudly, and even without speakerphone, some of his voice could be heard.

Orlando, anticipating this, had already taken the phone away from his ear beforehand. Only after the person on the other end had finished speaking did he put the phone back to his ear and ask casually.

"What's up, Caster? I'm busy with something right now!"

The underground of the Crystal Hill casino.

Because Snowfield City did not have a subway system, there is a huge underground space fifty meters below the center of the city, which is managed by the magician who built the city and the national authorities.

Between that space and the ground, twenty meters above the ground, there was a small administrative area that was assigned to the pseudo-Caster Alexandre Dumas for use as his magic workshop.

"Ah...this is it!"

In the dimly lit workshop, only a few computer screens on the table were still lit, displaying surveillance footage of various locations in the factory area. Dumas casually tossed a few fries into his mouth, chewing as he spoke.

"Brother, are you still waiting for those two at the factory? Don't bother. They've probably already gone in and taken a look around. They're probably laughing at you guys right now!"

"What? Where did you get this information from?" Orlando frowned.

How come this follower, who spends all his time in the workshop, is more well-informed than the police chief?

"Haha, this is the age of technology now, brother!" Taking a sip of his Coke, Alexandre Dumas laughed and said, "With just a few keystrokes, we can hack into surveillance cameras all over the city!"

"The two people you were waiting for got off the bus in the industrial area and walked into a blind spot of the surveillance cameras. After that, they never appeared in any surveillance footage in Snowfield City again. I think they probably used some method to hide themselves, or maybe..."

"—They're right here beside you, quietly listening to our conversation."

Orlando: "!"

The instant he heard those words, Orlando drew his katana from his waist with his free hand and slashed through the empty air around him.

Yuuto and Ayaka Sajou, who were squatting next to him: "..."

It feels a little cool on the top of my head...

"Hahaha, but that's just my guess!" Dumas's laughter came through the phone as if mocking Orlando.

"In short, there's no point in you waiting there any longer! You won't even be able to find them without knowing what methods they used! You should just go home and get some sleep!"

"Oh, and by the way, could you also pick up some fried chicken and a Coke for me on your way back?"

"Click."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Orlando, with a gloomy face, hung up the phone.

"Close the team!"

Chapter 291 Is it you? Webber?

The Caster on the other end of the phone said he wanted Orlando to bring him fried chicken and Coke.

Wow, they really know how to eat!

Yuuto praised the other person in his heart, and then, seeing that Orlando was about to leave, he immediately followed with Ayaka Sajou.

Hehehe, if Caster wants fried chicken and cola, someone has to deliver them, right?

All he has to do is watch who Orlando sends to deliver the fried chicken, then secretly follow that person, and he'll easily find Caster's location.

Ayaka Sajou followed behind him with a somewhat resigned expression.

Forget about taking a car; these police officers all came in police cars, and the number of officers is about 80% accurate. If they try to sneak into one of the cars, they'll be discovered immediately.

After all, illusion magic isn't like invisibility magic; it can still be touched if it's meant to...

So how should they follow them?

Hey! I have a plan!

Next up, please welcome the [Heterogeneous Unity Weapon - Pegasus Twin Wings Sword]!

Avoiding the surveillance cameras that Caster had allegedly hacked, Yuuto found a place without surveillance and infused magic into the card, summoning a pure white horse made entirely of steel.

That's right!

Don't be fooled by how powerfully Hope wields them when they're used as equipment; they're essentially still monster cards. And since they have wings, they can fly, so you can carry them over from the sky!

The black magician's flight magic is also quite good, but the feeling of emptiness beneath him isn't something he's used to. So, given the choice, he'd put flight magic on hold for now...

At first, Ayaka Sajou was a little hesitant to ride Pegasus, but when Yuwatari presented her with the option of flying magic, she mounted the horse without hesitation.

Great, it's a Stand of the same type as me!

You Du was satisfied and let the Pegasus Twin-Winged Sword take them into the air.

The pristine white winged its hooves as if galloping through the sky, carrying the two on its back as it soared at the boundary between the dark night sky and the city that never sleeps. The magician in deep purple followed closely beside it, using his flying magic.

This scene, which seemed to only happen in a fantasy, was concealed by the black magician's illusion magic and was not seen by anyone.

Soaring high above the police convoy, Youdu followed them all the way toward the police station, hoping to see if they would stop to buy fried chicken along the way, lest he miss them.

……

Also in the sky, at the very top of the airship, which is over 200 meters long, Philia, who had separated from Haruri, was standing there, enjoying the night breeze blowing from high above.

The previous battle was forced to reach a temporary ceasefire agreement with the enemy because everyone present was enveloped by the illusionary Noble Phantasm used by the real Caster.

She was really annoyed that she let those two disgusting guys covered in black mud go, and the golden dragon that had appeared earlier gave her a strange sense of familiar danger, so the beautiful goddess made a decision.

She wanted to destroy those two people along with the city beneath her.

She doesn't need a polluted city.

"Alright, come on, Bull of the Sky (Gugalanna)!" Following the connection within her body to the Bull of the Sky, Philia pulled it into this world.

If I had to describe it, it would be like climbing along a tree, eventually choosing a 'branch' that seemed to have no connection to anything, and then pulling the Bull of Heaven from another 'her'.

After all, the Bull of Heaven is unique; if she wants to use it, then her other self naturally can't use it.

"But it's just a short-term loan anyway, so it should be fine even without the Bull of Heaven for a few days, right?" Philia thought to herself.

"Besides, the 'me' of that era was barely able to use my powers, so there shouldn't be any opponent who would need to use Gugalan!"

What enemies could she possibly have in that era that would require the use of the Bull of Heaven?

It's impossible for the exiled mother to have run back from the imaginary space, right?

The more Felia thought about it, the more sense it made. The faint trace of guilt she felt towards her other self completely vanished, and a joyful smile returned to her lips. She spoke in a gentle tone, as if talking to a cute pet.

"Come on, come on! Don't worry, I won't make a move until you arrive. Let's get revenge on those two rude and ungrateful bastards!"

"Once you arrive here, I'll restore you to your original state immediately~"

……

"I want to report this to the police!"

Orlando: "?"

As soon as Orlando stepped into the police station, he heard the voice of a boy who hadn't completely lost his youthful innocence ring out in the lobby.

Upon closer inspection, he saw a blond young man standing in front of him.

His face was somewhat youthful, more like a teenager than a young man, but Orlando did not hesitate to describe him as a young man.

Because he knew this person.

Frat Escaldes.

In his report summarizing the information he had gathered about known Masters, he mentioned the only Master who chose to sit in a park for an entire day after summoning a Servant.

It's hard not to be impressed by him.

Seeing their chief being stopped, the members of the twenty-eight monsters following behind him began to subtly shift their positions, trying to surround Flat.

They had also seen information on other Masters, so they naturally recognized Flat.

However, Orlando recalled a previous report stating that when Flat summoned Servants in the park, a being resembling a Servant also appeared to transform into a police officer.

Could the Flat in front of him also be that Servant in disguise?

Or is the person in front of you the real person, while his servant has been transformed into spirit particles and is hiding to the side?

With caution, just like when he faced that priest before, after being stopped and recognized by Flatt as he entered the hall, Orlando immediately activated the exorcism barrier that Flatt had set up in the police station.

In the blink of an eye, the ordinary people in the hall left on their own, citing all sorts of strange reasons.

Flatt was naturally aware of this situation, but he seemed completely oblivious, continuing to stand in front of Orlando and repeat what he had just said.

"I want to report this to the police."

Report to the police...

Orlando frowned.

This is a word that he heard repeatedly throughout his life as a police chief, in addition to his identity as a magician.

But now he finds the word so unfamiliar.

You, a Master who participated in the Holy Grail War and summoned Servants, come to report a case to his rival Master, who is the police chief.

"...Flat Escaldes, is that right? What case do you want to report?" Orlando raised his hand to stop his subordinates who were asking him if they should take action, and after a moment's hesitation, he still chose to ask.

Flat?

“Actually, among the people hospitalized in the hospital are Masters of the Holy Grail War.” Before Orlando could express his surprise, Flat continued to tell the story of the black fog that shrouded the entire city.

"Furthermore, those who suddenly returned from outside the city have all formed a faint magical connection with the Masters in the hospital, so I think it would be better to notify them since there are Masters in the police force."

"Wait, how did you know there was a Master in the police station?" Orlando sensed something was wrong. "And how are you so sure I'm that Master?"

"Ah... because some of the police officers patrolling the streets are magicians, and the magical surveillance system is also built around the police station. As for you, Chief..."

Flat scratched his head: "It's because all the barriers within the police station are naturally connected to you, Chief, so I judge that even if you're not the Master, you should still be connected to the Master here."

...Has everything been exposed?

He clearly put a lot of effort into putting on a facade...

Orlando's expression was not good at the fact that his surveillance system had been discovered.

Yudo, who came in with Orlando, looked Flat up and down.

He felt like he recognized the person, as if he'd seen them somewhere before...

'Master, there seems to be a magical aura coming from that corner over there.' The dark magician's warning echoed in my mind.

"Hmm? Which corner?"