What a strange sight indeed---
Uniformed police clutching swords, bows, and shields,
as if about to put on a play at the local theater.
An almost farcical sight.
However---
Let alone laugh,
the display would be enough to make any clear-witted magus faint.
After all, the weapons they held---
Emanated tremendous mana and force
That seemed to consume the very air itself.
Those Noble Phantasms were all counterfeits---
And yet their power exceeded even legend.
“---
Clan Calatin
Twenty-Eight Beasts
---
The name of the legendary warriors who fought with Cú Chulainn.
Starting today, it will be a codename for all of you.
As the chief of police, and as a magus, I promise you.
Your cause---is just.”
In seeking to defeat Heroic Spirits by the hand of man alone,
these men chose to overturn the very foundations of the Holy Grail War.
*clap clap clap*
“What’s your business here?”
*clap clap clap*
“Hmmm? What’s with the cold shoulder? So I’m not allowed to come here without business?”
“Outsiders are not allowed in here.”
“So you’re calling me an outsider, huh? You’ve sure climbed the greasy ladder, newbie boy.
Still, that performance earlier was something.
‘Your cause is just,’ huh? Award-winning acting right there.
I’d have voted for you, if I were on the Golden Raspberry committee!”
“I did not intend it to be an act. I merely spoke the truth.”
“Hmm? Hmmmm? You mean, you seriously think you’re the good guy here? Even after putting on such a huge scam?”
“I do.”
“Wow, jeez! I never get tired of that stoicism. It’s not very patriotic of you, though, is it?
After all, you really cared about your country, you wouldn’t be calling all this ‘just’!”
“It is true that I am neither a patriot nor a pious worshipper. I do, however, pride myself that my actions stem from rightful beliefs.
Nonetheless, I acknowledge that our justice differs from that of the Grail.
We may end up confronting not just the Association and the Church,
but perhaps even the very system of the Holy Grail War.”
“No worries, no worries! You see, there won’t be a Ruler in this War.”
“What?”
“Even if Ruler comes after the War has become the real one, it’ll be too late.
The Holy Grail War in Snowfield will be elevated from a fake to the real deal.
Once that happens, Ruler won’t be able to stop it.
Ruler won’t be able to interfere at all.
So we can violate the War all we want!
Isn’t that amazing?
I just can’t believe I can once more defile and burn that Holy Maiden into ashes unfit for even pigs to eat!
Oh, this is amazing! This absolutely rocks!
I hope Ruler will come after all!
She didn’t despair that time, but this time she’ll be no duty-fulfilling heroine.
She’ll die miserably as a mediator unable to do her job, so I bet she’ll be full of regret!
Don’t you think that’s wonderful?”
“…I will do so if necessary,
but I do not think the deed praiseworthy.”
“C’mon, why so uptight? Why so serious? Don’t you get tired being the champion of justice?
Becoming the villain makes everything easier, you know?
You can excuse yourself no matter what you do, just cause you’re the bad guy!
Wait a second---
That goes for the good guys too, I forgot! Sorry ‘bout that!
Oh right, you wanted a lady for the fake Caster, right? Should I go with you and call the shots?”
“Don’t do anything unnecessary. Just return to headquarters.”
“Fine, fine. I’ll just wait for my turn in the spotlight…patiently.”
“Play at the mastermind all you like, you senile bitch.”