Nightti, leaving the suburban forest, Shirou looked at the brightly lit new city.
He let out a sigh from his heart. It was hard to imagine this was a city in 2004, yet it was so prosperous.
Of course, the Fuyuki City in Shirou's own world was even more modern than this, and its comrcial developnt was better too.
But this was 2004. With this kind of developnt, one had to say, the future was promising, as long as there weren't so many gas leaks.
As usual, he arrived at the entrance of Ryuudou Temple, the weather still hadn't rained, and Shirou was already prepared to return empty-handed.
Instead, he was thinking about whether he should wear a mask the next day when playing?
But he had school the next day, which ant it would be hard to encounter Emiya Shirou.
'On the contrary, it might be Red A, getting close, right?' [T/N: Red A is Red Archery, C-Mom is Caster Mommy]
'Thinking about the ti, two days left. By then, should I fight Red A and stock up?'
If possible, solving the problem of Illya being backfired, Shirou also wanted to be like Uncle B, taking on two at once.
[T/N: Uncle B is Berserker.]
'Mm, gotta try when the chance cos.'
"Looking at you like this, you should be Saber, right?", Shirou's sword-swinging hand didn't pause, and his expression didn't show any emotion.
On the third night after arriving in Fuyuki City, dea took the bait.
'See that!'
'Even without jumping high, I can attract people.'
'Wait, doesn't that make it even scarier?'
"You're really confident," dea, hidden in the air, took Shirou's indifference as being full of confidence.
"Think just because you're Saber, you can act so recklessly?"
Her laughter was a bit sharp, and Shirou wanted her to quiet down.
'Can't she see I am training?'
"Hmph! I admit your swordsmanship is top-tier even if placed in the Age of Gods. But to so blatantly ignore a Servant is just too arrogant," dea's tone turned very cold.
Naturally, being ignored didn't feel good.
Helpless, Shirou disengaged Hosting mode and said coolly, "I'm not interested in rats hiding in corners. If you want to take you seriously, first show the sa bearing as Lancer."
"You an that loyal dog?"
dea's tone was mocking, "The kind who gets lured out by a little seduction and then rushes off to die. Are all heroes such brainless guys?"
"Aren't you one?", Shirou shot back.
"Tch!"
dea's mood turned gloomy, "Looks like I really do need to teach you a lesson, Saber."
"Your tone and guts aren't proportional," Shirou comnted.
"Hmph!"
'System-san, now's your ti to shine!'
Sensing that dea had let down her guard, Shirou shouted the system.
No need to give specific commands, his thoughts had already been transmitted.
In an instant, the air solidified.
Shirou felt like he saw Za Warudo being activated. Twisting his body, drawing the bow, shooting at the moon.
The montum truly had a Shooting the Death Star with bow kinda flair.
"Wh! Aah!"
Before she could even activate High-Speed Divine Words, dea's form was revealed, and she was blasted to the ground.
This strike used was a Noble Phantasm, Cu Chulainn's (Gae Bolg), only with sothing like this could dea be rendered completely immobile in a single hit.
It was also because Shirou still needed her, otherwise he'd have already said, ["Offer up your heart!"]
dea, injured, collapsed at the temple gate of Ryuudou Temple. The next second, a knight's sword exuding chilling sword aura was pressed against dea's neck.
"Don't move recklessly. Heads really will roll, you know," Shirou warned.
"Tch!", dea, dressed in a hooded cloak of indigo and purple and a purple long robe, bit her vividly purple lips and let out an unwilling sigh.
"Looks like both I and Lancer were tricked by you. You're not Saber at all!"
'Where's there a Saber who uses a bow?'
"Less nonsense. Now, do whatever I say."
dea's lips curled into a mocking arc, "If you're trying to figure out my Master's location, don't waste your ti. Maybe that guy, seeing defeated in one move, has already run back to his workshop while cursing under his breath."
"Oh?", Shirou seed interested, though his tone remained flat.
"Your Master already abandoned you?"
"Of course... that coward!", This sentence carried both mockery and self-ridicule from dea.
Even she hadn't expected that she'd be eliminated from the Holy Grail War so easily.
"Hoh~"
Shirou looked at her with a aningful gaze, "Looks like you still don't want to exit the stage just yet."
dea raised her slender, well-proportioned hand, "If I can live, I certainly don't want to die."
"Take off your hood," Shirou ordered bluntly.
dea lowered her head, unmoving.
Shirou's sword sliced across her swan-like graceful neck.
Leaving a visible trace of blood on her fair skin.
"You trying my patience?"
"Don't think I'm easy to bully!", dea turned her face away, "It's not like I expected to survive anyway."
"On the contrary," Shirou's tone was still calm, "if you're Caster, I might just spare your life."
"What did you say?", dea suddenly looked up.
"The hood," Shirou gestured.
After weighing it for a mont, dea removed her hoo
With the hood on, dea looked like a legendary witch, a type of stunning beauty at first glance.
However, after removing the head-covering hood, Shirou's first impression was instead a plain beauty. A woman with long blue hair and blue pupils, wearing purple lipstick. Her ears also matched the image Shirou had in his mind, pointy.
'She also has a braid standing upright on her right ear?'
After observing the details, Shirou withdrew his gaze.
"Although I had my suspicions, let confirm again: are you Caster?"
"At this point, what else could I be besides Caster?", Wanting to survive and complete her wish, dea scoffed.
Of course, the target was herself. She didn't dare scoff at this reaper.
"So I really should just kill you," Shirou muttered to himself.
dea sneered, 'Typical man, saying one thing and doing another.'
"After all, even if your Master ran off, he could still use a Command Seal to summon you back, couldn't he?"
"Hehe, if that's what you're worried about, I think it's aningless."
dea mocked,b"That guy saw lose so fast, he definitely thinks I'm trash, not worth wasting a Command Seal on."
Simply put, he'd rather save the Command Seal to contract another Servant.
"Is that so?"
Shirou crouched down, gaze level with dea, "That's still not enough, give one more reason not to kill you, Caster."
dea fell silent. From Shirou's eyes, she saw a gaze colder and more ruthless than any traitor.
This Servant was telling the absolute truth. If she didn't give a satisfactory reason, he would definitely kill her.
At last, before Shirou's patience seed to run out, dea said, "My true na is Princess of Colchis..."
"Say one more unnecessary word and I'll kill you!"
Shirou's face turned cold, "I have no interest in your origin or true na. I only need to know whether you're useful to ."
dea: "..."
She really wanted to curse.
'Like co on, you don't even know my true na, how can you judge whether I'm useful or not?'
dea was ready to give up.
She could tell now, this Servant of unknown class was just playing her.
"I, wasn't playing with you," Sensing dea misunderstood, Shirou explained anyway.
He really didn't care about dea's na or background, nor did he need to.
What he wanted now was for dea to hurry up and pull out her Noble Phantasm and let him stock up.
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