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    That's part of the theme of apocrypha imo.

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    Funny duos?

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    The problems old people inflict on the youth.

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    Poor Sieg, stuck with the same problem as Ilya.

    Oh well, these things happen.

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    The problems old people inflict on the youth.
    Ah, makes sense.

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    The last part of Chapter 3.

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    Arriving in Trifas at dawn, Ruler first tried to find a place to stay, but came up against an unforeseen difficulty.

    It is as the old man said; Trifas does not have tourist attractions of any sort. There were only three hotels, and they were all full.

    "This is a first for us as well... I'm terribly sorry."

    Turning away from the apologizing hotelkeeper, Ruler glanced at the men and women chatting in the lobby. From the slight reaction of prana, it would seem they were magi - members of Yggdmillennia, most likely. They were probably all staying in the hotels of Trifas.

    "It's all right if that's the case. Would you have any idea where else I could stay?"

    "Perhaps you could try the church?"

    Yes - there was a church. Ruler felt rather ashamed that she did not think of that first. All of this modern knowledge must have confused her. That should have been the first place she visited.

    After asking for directions from the front desk, she began to walk to the church. Perhaps she was overheard at the hotel; she could detect several others trailing her.

    "They should have been more attentive... I am a Servant, not a magus..."

    It's likely due to the casual clothes she was wearing. And, unfortunately, the spirit form that all Servants should naturally be capable of taking was impossible for her, due to her possessing a host.

    In any case, they know that she will be staying at the church. And, for the sake of her host, she would prefer not sleeping out in open air. Left with no choice, Ruler headed for the church. She knocked on the door of the small wooden church, asking to stay there for several days, and the sister agreed gladly.

    "I'm sorry, but we only have the attic left. Is that all right?"

    She was in no position to make demands on luxury - and she did not much care for it in the first place.

    "Any place where I can lay down would be enough. Thank you very much."

    Alma Petresia was the sister's name. The gentle woman truly suited one whom was raised in such an idyllic place - a woman who needed nothing more than the love of God.

    "Please, come this way."

    Alma offered to show her the way, and Ruler followed her to the second floor and up a staircase leading to the attic.

    "Are you a tourist?"

    "No, I'm here to study the history of medieval Romania."

    "In that case, Sighişoara would probably suit your needs better. There are quite a few buildings from the Middle Ages still standing here, but I don't believe they have much historical value."

    "Someone else is already researching Sighişoara."

    "Oh, I see. Yes, I suppose there haven't been quite as many hands going over Trifas yet."

    At the end of the creaking staircase, they reached the attic. The room was rarely used, according to the sister, but there was not a single speck of dust or dirt to be found on the bed and lamp. The room seems to be have been cleaned regularly.

    "I could prepare a meal as well, if you'd like."

    "Oh, no - my eating patterns are rather erratic. I shouldn't trouble you."

    On top of not being able to take spirit form, the girl must also eat. She wouldn't die from the lack of food like a normal human would, of course - but the girl's physical condition would worsen due to starvation. The fact is, since she hadn't eaten anything for a while, she was starting to feel pangs in her stomach.

    In truth, while she felt highly grateful for Alma's suggestion, it would be rather careless of her to request such an arrangement - given the likelihood that she would be sneaking out during nighttime.

    "It's quite all right. You'd only need to warm it up again."

    "Warm it up...?"

    Ruler tilted her head slightly. The sister looked at her strangely.

    "That's right... with the microwave?"

    "Oh... yes. The microwave."

    Yes, of course - there was no need to start a fire just to warm up some food.

    "Though I would much enjoy sharing my meals with another person."

    After a quick moment of deliberation, Ruler decided to take up her offer. If the sister calls and she responds, they will eat together; if not, then she will leave her share in the refrigerator. That is the agreement they made. It would not be much trouble for either of them.

    "Well, then... oh, I forgot one very important thing. May I know your name?"

    "Ah, yes. Please, call me Jeanne."

    She readily provided her true name. Ruler did not place much emphasis on its secrecy. She did not mind it personally, and it hardly represented a clear weakness, as it did for the Saber of the Black.

    "Jeanne... that's a wonderful name."

    "Thank you. There's actually one more thing I would like to ask. If there's time before our meal... may I enter the chapel to pray?"

    "Yes, of course - that's why it's there."

    Ruler stored her belongings in the attic. After that, she went down, knelt before the altar, clasped her hands together, bowed her head slightly, and closed her eyes.

    It felt no different from when she had been alive. The moment her prayer began, she became separated from the world - removed from the past, the future, and reality itself. She was there not for any particular purpose, but simply to offer a prayer to God. By doing so, the course which she ought to take would come to be fixed.

    To her, every second of prayer is as important as every breath she takes; a day will not pass where she does not pray. Having been born to a peasant family, Jeanne never knew the contents of the many books of prayer. She did try hard to learn them, but it seems she was simply born incapable of reading or writing. The most she ever managed was learning how to sign her name. While she worried about this, in the end, she decided that she needed little more in order to pray to the Lord. As she recalled, one of her comrades whom rode beside her, Gilles, once laughed and promised her that that was more than enough...

    "Jeanne?"

    It occurred to her that she had been kneeling in prayer for quite some time. The sister said to her, looking apologetic.

    "I'm sorry for interrupting."

    "Oh, no - I tend to set my mind free and forget the time in spite of myself. I wouldn't want to starve myself into unconsciousness."

    "It's a good thing I called out to you, then. Dinner is ready - let's tuck in."

    "I see. Thank you."

    Alma led her to the dining room. There was an ancient set of table and chairs made of oak, befitting this small church.

    "Will anyone else be joining us?"

    "Oh, I'm the only one here. They haven't decided on anyone to succeed Father Luxter ever since he passed away five years ago."

    To begin with, Trifas is a small city with a population of less than twenty thousand. And there have been other churches built, as well. By now, the only visitors to this small chapel are the elderly whom live nearby. Although Ruler did not believe there to be any difference between places of worship, be they large or small.

    "Now, shall we say grace?"

    "Yes, let's."

    After they finish setting the table, Alma and Ruler seated themselves opposite of one another and whispered their words of thanks. By the time they finished, her hunger had reached its threshold. With knife and fork in hand, Ruler cut a portion of the steaming sarmale (Romanian cabbage rolls) and put it in her mouth. As soon as she did, the sweet-and-sour cabbages and tomatoes and juicy minced meat hit her taste buds.

    "How is it?"

    "It's... wonderful."

    Ruler gave only a short reply before indulging in the meal. With every bite, her contracted stomach expanded - and the more she ate, the bigger it became, making her want more and more. It was a vicious cycle of increasing hunger.

    "There's more, if you'd like."

    "Yes, please."

    Jeanne replied immediately, without hesitation. Having been a farmer's daughter, she boasted an appetite that had been more than a match for the ravenous ruffians that were her rank and file. The plain seasoning of traditional Romanian cuisine also fitted her tastes extremely well.

    Ruler ate until she had her fill, so happily that she beamed at the sister whom had made the meal for her. After that, she borrowed the bathroom to wash herself clean.

    Once night sets, the magi and Servants will make their move. That is when Ruler's real job begins.


    ***

    The sky is its usual shade of grey. According to weather reports, there will a slight shower during the night. Shishigou Kairi and Saber walked the streets of Trifas - but not for pleasure, of course. They were surveying the city to determine locations suited and unsuited for battle.

    But one place being suitable does not mean that it is usable. Trifas being literally under the authority of the enemy, it would only be natural for there to be clan members hidden amongst the populace. It is also likely that traps have been prepared at ideal locations - much like the night before. And, as expected, they found numerous bounded fields - some with detection capabilities, others with various distractors - hidden around the places they checked.

    "Damn it..."

    "Things not going so well, Master?"

    From atop a wall, Saber called out to Shishigou as he crawled on his hands and feet, looking for ways to destroy the bounded field. Her voice was devoid of any hint of sympathy.

    Shishigou sighed and promptly decided to abandon this location as well. It would be all pain for the smallest of gains simply to secure it.

    "What's better for you, Saber? Level ground or back streets?"

    "Hmm... level ground, I would say. I've said this before as well, but my true Noble Phantasm is an anti-army armament. The more open the space, the more room I have to give it my all. A plain field would be most advantageous."

    "In that case, maybe it'd be better if we just took the fighting outside."

    "Outside?"

    The Fortress of Millennia encircles a portion of Trifas within its walls. Outside those walls are various constructions, the number of which have steadily increased over the past three hundred years or so. The castle is located at the easternmost tip of the north side of the city. Beyond that, there is a great forest and grasslands further to the east - though they are on the other end of a sheer cliff. It would be difficult to infiltrate the castle from that way.

    "Wait for them, to come to us."

    "I see. That would be far better for me, as well - more so than fighting in this cramped little city."

    "Yeah. Trifas is just a cluster of civilian houses that have been huddling together since the sixteenth century - though that's not much of a problem when you can just mow all of them down."

    "What? Of course, that's a problem."

    "Well... when it comes down to it, everyone - whether they're friend or foe - wants to win, no matter what it takes."

    Magi are those whom are unbound by human logic. As long as they protect that one fundamental rule of secrecy, they can sacrifice as many of the civilians as they want.

    Of course, one should have moderation in all things. A single death may cause little more than grief to those around them - but when one death becomes ten deaths, or a hundred deaths, public institutions will act. And if the situation becomes impossible for one person to conceal, the Association will act. That is why the fighting takes place at night, and why bounded fields should be placed before combat to turn back normal people.

    But this is the Great Holy Grail War. Is there really a choice whether this city should be sacrificed to those heroes of myths and legends, called here to rampage about as they please? Besides, every stick and stone of Trifas belongs to the Yggdmillennia.

    Saber remained unexpectedly quiet. A curious Shishigou turned around and saw that she was clearly cross.

    "I would not stand for that."

    "Stand for what?"

    "Sacrificing the common folk. Why is it that magi never seem able to understand such a simple logic?"

    Saber spat out in obvious disgust.

    "Well, that's just what they are."

    "Disgusting. I would never stoop so low, Master."

    "Yeah, yeah... we'll try not to involve the peasantry, Your Highness."

    Saber's legs, dangling back and forth from the top of the wall, came to a sudden stop.

    "What... did you just call me?"

    "Hm? I said 'Your Highness'. Well, you're the one calling them the 'common folk'. Only people in high places have the authority to do that. And isn't it your wish to become king? What's wrong with calling you that now if you're going to become one eventually?"

    Saber's face froze.

    "I... I suppose it isn't."

    "So, anyway - it's your policy to involve normal people as little as possible. Is that right?"

    It took a few coughs before Saber could unstuck her expression. As she stood atop the wall, haughty and proud, the king looked down upon Shishigou and proclaimed.

    "That's right! And I won't attack them to replenish my prana, either."

    "Yeah, I got it. We'll work based on that."

    Shishigou is a full-fledged magus. Naturally, both of those acts have been incorporated into his strategies, as emergency measures. However, if the essential piece of said acts - the Servant itself - refuses to take part in it, then it cannot be helped. It's all well and good if the Servant itself wishes to replenish prana in such a manner, but if it does not, then the issue should not be pressed.

    Shishigou's policy is not to have Saber act as he wanted. It is to let Saber act as she wanted, for him.

    In a regular Holy Grail War, there is little choice but for the Master and Servant to place their lives in each other's hands; it is a necessity, whether the two share a bond or not, when they are surrounded by six other pairs of enemies. In this case, though, Servants have an exceedingly high chance of surviving the deaths of their Masters. In extreme cases, a surviving Servant can even betray their own allies for a Servant-less Master on the other side.

    What this means is that the Master who does not build a relationship of mutual trust with his Servant will only receive a knife in the back for his troubles - especially in the case of this Saber of the Red, who sees the Master-Servant connection as simply a 'pact'. If she ever feels that there is a difference in perspective, or that the alliance will not benefit her, she will most likely toss her Master to the wayside.

    It would not be betrayal, but disposal. It is only fitting for one who would be king.

    "Hold on... are you mocking me...?"

    "Imagined slights, my king. Anyway, this place is no good. Next, we'll..."

    They both turned their eyes to the sky at the sound of cries and beating wings. A single dove dropped a piece of paper at their feet and flew off. Only their mutual beneficiaries - Father Shirou and Assassin - would pass something along in this way.

    "A message, huh..."

    As soon as he read it, Shishigou's face became grim. Bad news, I take it - thought Saber as she jumped off the wall and peeked at the note.

    "'Berserker has gone wild and is advancing towards the castle'...?"

    "Hey, not so loud!"

    Shishigou hurried to stop her. It was not something that should have been said under broad daylight. However, Saber replied calmly.

    "What could an outsider possibly make of such words besides nonsense? More importantly, what do they mean by 'gone wild'?"

    "Yeah... I'll explain once we're back at the workshop."

    "Explain now."

    The stubborn Saber refused to budge. Bluntly, Shishigou looked at her and sighed, but she did not care for that at all.

    "Apparently, our Berserker has a pretty unique rank of Mad Enhancement. They could talk with him, so they thought they could actually communicate ideas, but..."

    Shishigou threw his arms wide open.

    "...he didn't understand them at all. Berserker would not change his mind, no matter what they said to him, and he would not stop. So, he's off to complete his objective now."

    "Huh... and that objective would be?"

    "A fight, probably. Well, what else is there? This is bad."

    "Why is that bad?"

    Shishigou stared at her in disbelief.

    "This is a war of seven against seven. If he goes charging off by himself - he'll die, obviously. And then it will be seven against six. Without anything that could replace the power of a Servant, we'll definitely be at a disadvantage."

    As a rule, they should not be sending in their forces piecemeal. The fact that they have no reinforcements available only strengthens that. And yet, Berserker has begun his rampage. If they do not find a way to save him, the Berserker of the Red will most certainly meet his end.

    To Shishigou - a Master of the Red camp - this was quite dismaying news. On the other hand, his Servant no longer seemed interested now that she knew the full story.

    "What does it matter? He's but a mere Berserker, and Berserkers will always meet their end in wars like these. It is only a matter of time. I say we leave him be."

    Saying this, she bit into the apple that Shishigou bought for her from the market - and then immediately frowned and passed it to him.

    "What utter dross... you can have it back."

    "You know you're terrible, right...? Geez, this is crap."

    Shishigou took a bite as well, and frowned.



    Once Alma was asleep, Ruler left the attic and stepped outside. Trifas at night once again returned to its dead silence. However, the smell of corpses, of prana, carried on the otherworldly air, was proof that these streets currently hosted a Holy Grail War.

    Ruler dipped her right hand into the holy water collected at the church, and cast it into the air. The water gave a dim glow and then began to smoothly draw a three-dimensional map of the city. This is one of the many privileges afforded to the manager of the War: the function of locating Servants.

    The search gave a result. Only a single Servant of the Red camp was confirmed to be in Trifas.

    "Hmm..."

    Tilting her head, she expanded the range of detection. Six Servants were assembled at the Fortress of Millennia. They were of the Black camp.

    "Six Servants of the Red missing... and one of the Black, as well...?"

    It seemed the Red camp was keeping away from the city and observing it from a distance, understanding that every part of Trifas was enemy territory. In that case, the single Servant there would be a scout.

    Did that mean the single missing Servant of the Black camp was performing the same role? Most likely, the Red camp had established itself in nearby Sighișoara. Strictly speaking, the Holy Grail War only takes place within a single municipality. It could be considered a violation for participants to be stationed in a neighboring city.

    "But, given the situation, I suppose they have little say in the matter."

    After all, the land is managed by the Black camp. Unlike Fuyuki, where the three great families allowed for some form of fairness, one single clan is in absolute power here.

    This is without mentioning the small size of the city, where the rustic streets were apparently forbidden from further development. Again, unlike Fuyuki, there is a severe lack of places where outside magi can hide. Conversely, the Yggdmillennia need only hold out within their unassailable fort.

    Possessors of the Greater Grail or not, the situation is simply too imbalanced. At the very least, she should let them set up camp outside Trifas.

    The streets were calm to a disturbing degree. Normally, there should have already been one or two skirmishes...

    "...but as long as one side does not make a move, the other will not either."

    Perhaps this will be a quiet night.

    As though in open rebellion against her thoughts, the Servants within the castle began to move. They headed, not for the streets, but outside the city.

    "The forest...?"

    She changed the search area to the forest filling the area east of Trifas. She confirmed the presence of three Servants.

    It seems they plan on fighting the war away from the streets, as though to maintain peace in the city.

    "Well, as long as the population is safe..."

    Although destruction of the environment is troubling in its own way. Hopefully, the forest will not end up being burnt to a crisp by the Lancer of the Red...

    So Ruler thought, as she took off down the road and made her way towards the forest.
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    After a quick moment of deliberation, Rider decided to take up her offer. If the sister calls and she responds, they will eat together; if not, then she will leave her share in the refrigerator. That is the agreement they made. It would not be much trouble for either of them.
    I think you missed a "Ruler" and put in a "Rider" by accident.

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    I knew the first response would be informing me about a typo or several.
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    Naturally

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    That was a nice update!

    The Kairi and Mordred part was particularly interesting for their interactions and Mordred's reaction at being called "Her Highness".



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    To her, every second of prayer is as important as every breath she takes; a day will not pass where she does not pray. Having been born to a peasant family, Jeanne never knew the contents of the many books of prayer. She did try hard to learn them, but it seems she was simply born incapable of reading or writing. The most she ever managed was learning how to sign her name. While she worried about this, in the end, she decided that she needed little more in order to pray to the Lord. As she recalled, one of her comrades whom rode beside her, Gilles, once laughed and promised her that that was more than enough...
    Actual sadness was felt at this part.
    Araya, what do you seek?
    「アラヤ、何を求める」
    ------True wisdom.
    「――――真の叡智を」
    Araya, where do you seek it?
    「アラヤ、何処に求める」
    Only within myself.
    「――――ただ、己が内にのみ」
    Araya, what is your favorite color?
    「アラヤ、好きな色は?」
    Blue. No, ora-- Auuuuuuuugh!
    「青、いや、オレンジイイイイイアアアっ!」

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    Mo-san cares about peasants, unlike certain person

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    Actually, wouldn't her NP be more useful in a narrow terrain? Oh well, I guess that since the blast is so wide, the opponent isn't going to evade it anyway.

    It's just that you need a strong leyline for the Grail, Saber.

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    I knew the first response would be informing me about a typo or several.
    If you don't proofread... anyway, isn't this the reason you're posting here in the first place? To help review and fix typos?

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    Eh.


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    Quote Originally Posted by Sherrinford View Post




    Eh.
    oops I shouldn't be saying that now.

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    Uh, I thought you were talking about Saber.

    No spoilers, Amado-kun.


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    Yeah, I actually thought you were talking about Saber as well.
    Araya, what do you seek?
    「アラヤ、何を求める」
    ------True wisdom.
    「――――真の叡智を」
    Araya, where do you seek it?
    「アラヤ、何処に求める」
    Only within myself.
    「――――ただ、己が内にのみ」
    Araya, what is your favorite color?
    「アラヤ、好きな色は?」
    Blue. No, ora-- Auuuuuuuugh!
    「青、いや、オレンジイイイイイアアアっ!」

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    Anyway, it seems like Shishigou has got some affection points from Saber. Good.


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    Literally the best duo.



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    Perfect time for a update with the volume 4 spoilers that have just arrived! Thank you once more, Canonrap! *cheers*

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    Shishigou and Mordred are always entertaining. Best duo indeed. And it seems Mordred isn't quite as uncaring as previously indicated.

    So even though they work independly, Shirou keeps them up to speed? Makes sense, I suppose.


    Jeanne enjoying simple things like eating. Must be good to have a body again.

    Looks like things are about to speed up.

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