Fate\/World Novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Chapter 133

Rin Tohsaka... wanted to kick soone where the Sun didn’t shine.

As a magus, and a willing participant of the Holy Grail War, she was prepared for problems, ambushes, traps and all that. She was absolutely NOT prepared for the ugly truths it dragged out into the light and dropped on her front yard.

The Tohsaka were the overseers of Fuyuki City. She was the family head. The deeds of the Matou should never have remained secret to her. They lived in the sa damned district!

To her own sister no less-

Rin hissed... well, she wanted to. The gag tied around her mouth made that harder than expected. Sohow, that made having her arms and legs bound even more annoying.

She was a first-rate magus. A genius.

How the hell had a little child managed to grab her?

Where was Archer?

He was amnesiac and weaker because of her botched ritual but dammit, she expected at least a bit more of him. When she’d been attacked on the way to the Emiya Residence by Berserker and his master, he disappeared.

His only words to her were, "Trust ."

...

Like hell!

It’d been a whole day or sothing!

There’d been nothing else since then. The white-haired bastard hadn’t even used their bond to speak. Her random insults and provocations were t with complete silence. He heard them. She knew he did. The contract was still there. She could still feel it. A part of her mana being re-directed to maintain his existence in this world.

At this point, she’d take anyone... but no one knew...

Blind and bound, her frustration only grew since her capture. There was no fear to be found. Her captor hadn’t even approached her since then.

Before she could lant further, her blinds were suddenly pulled away. The light hit her imdiately, and it took her eyes a mont to adjust to her new surroundings.

She was... She was in so kind of cellar. No, a cell of tasteless brick. A dim bulb dangled a few feet above her. So that was why she felt so cold and damp. Yes, she was definitely in a cell.

There were even iron bars off on the far end.

Just beside them, a pale woman stood with her hands on her belly, one atop the other. Her blood-red eyes were half-lidded, clearly displeased with Rin’s presence.

When the gag in her mouth loosened, Rin’s words ended up being those of confusion.

"Are you a nun?"

"I am most certainly not." The lady answered plainly.

Well, she certainly could have fooled Rin.

Those outdated white gowns and head-covers were only worn by won of the cloth. The only other plausible connection that ca to mind was to dieval era maidservants.

The one responsible for removing her binds soon made herself known too, stepping out from beside Rin to join her fellow maid (?). Their faces were nearly identical, she noted... just the newer one felt a tad shallower.

If Henry were here, he’d probably say sothing like, "Not a thought behind those saucers."

"Excuse ?"

"Ah, I’m sorry."

Dammit, why was she rembering his stupidity at a ti like this?

The smarter maid cleared her throat. "Do not try to break your bindings. You will fail."

...Rin had already tried.

"And keep your comnts in check. If you displease the lady, there will be consequences."

"Consequences." The other one echoed, nodding her head up and down.

"Who does she think she is?" Rin questioned calmly, "Targeting other masters is strictly forbidden. I think a mber of the Einzbern family should have more-"

"Quiet."

Her cheek burned. The quieter one had slapped her. Rin bit her lip, pushing down the insults that ca rushing up at the sheer audacity.

"Only speak when asked."

Fine.

If that was what they wanted, she’d let them think she was complying. It wasn’t like Rin was heading into this blind. Thanks to her ’student’, she knew who they were.

The Einzbern.

As rivals, she knew much about them. Surely, that knowledge would co in handy now, in so way... she hoped.

They’d clearly demonstrated their willingness to go after the master instead of the servant. What was to say Rin would even get to walk from this?

Nothing.

But, mulling in fear accomplished nothing either.

The maids continued watching her in silence. She stared right back. Soon enough, the click-clack of tiny footsteps was ringing through the corridor outside. The ’little lady’ these won served rounded the corner with a child-like smile on her tiny lips.

A small child barely reaching her shoulders, with snow-white hair falling down her back and shimring rubies for eyes. The traits that marked mbers of the Einzbern family.

She seed innocent, ethereal, the kind of girl you’d want to pamper.

Rin knew better now.

"Hello Miss... Rin, is it?" She chirped, hands behind her back.

"And you’re the Einzbern master, I take it?"

The girl didn’t deign to answer. She tip-toed closer up until Rin could feel her breath on her face. Then, she cutely tilted her head to look at the maids.

Dammit-

The slap struck Rin’s cheek just as she grit her teeth. It stung more this ti, and she was sure the spot was going to bruise.

"Why capture ?" Rin bit out through the pain.

The child tilted her small head, poking her chin with a finger, "Um, I guess I just felt like it? Wait no, it’s because you were with my brother!"

Brother?

"I don’t know any-" The maid struck Rin again, harder.

"Shirou Emiya silly! So when I saw you out there by yourself, I just had to grab you. You see, Miss Rin, I want my brother to suffer."

...What the hell was this brat even saying?

"So I was thinking, maybe I should have Berserker violate you in front of him, or give him your head?"

The words didn’t quite register yet. When they sunk in, Rin paled ever so little. The girl noticed instantly. Of course, she did.

She giggled cutely, moving her head from side to side as though she were humming to so lody.

"Has it settled in now? That was the plan before. I’ve decided it’d be much better if I break you BEFORE I send you to him. Isn’t that great? You’ll be just like your sister~"

At her words, rage ca welling forth. The binds strained to hold her. Then, the maid was striking her, in the gut this ti. The wind abruptly left Rin’s lungs and she let out a violent cough.

Her captor giggled at that.

"You can even find out if it’s really as bad as Sakura makes it look! Who knows maybe it’ll even be pleasurable down the line."

Mad. She was mad.

"Do you think you’ll get away-" Rin stopped halfway, but the strike never ca.

Her fear was t with even more enthused giggles. Giggles that turned into full-blown laughter. She laughed freely, hands over her stomach. A good painful monts later, she settled down, wiping a tear from her eye.

"Who do you think will stop my Berserker?"

No one should have co to mind. Berserker’s True Na was Heracles. The greatest hero of Ancient Greece. The Son of Zeus who overca the Twelve Labours and beca a deity himself. A hero without equal.

Yes, no should have co to mind.

Soone did.

Rin hated itself for it.

She was the reason behind him getting struck by a noble phantasm. But for so reason, that silly grin and that stupid confidence flashed through her mind all the sa. She hated that that stupid smile even felt re-assuring right now.

Rin Tohsaka was not used to soone being there for her.

No would co, she told herself.

Common sense told her to shut up lest this mad child do worse. She really had no reason to respond to that question and risk even further and imdiate injury.

But dammit, she was Rin Tohsaka.

"Last I saw, a girl was toying with him. What a pitiful servant. It’s clearly because he has you as a master."

Those bright red eyes sharpened considerably.

"What is that supposed to an?"

"You’re a cruel, half-mad bitch that thinks so pain justifies ruining the lives of others. Guess what kind of woman made Heracles suffer?"

Before she knew it, soone was grabbing her by the neck.

Rin laughed.

"W-What? The truth hurts? Awww, p... poor you! Emiya did nothing to you! You’re just a monster-"

The grip around her neck tightened.

Archer was seriously so... useless.

Just as her vision began to blur, a great rumble shook the entire castle. The old walls groaned, and dust fell from the ceiling as the dim bulb exploded into bits.

"Leysritt!"

The dumber maid dropped Rin, looking around confusedly.

"Protect Mistress Illyasviel."

Coughing, Rin rubbed her bruised throat.

...Illyasviel, was it?

She’d rember that.

"You need to retreat." She heard the smarter one caution. "The Bounded Fields around the castle are gone. There is one-... no, multiple intruders."

Whether it was pride or so misplaced anger again, Illyasviel showed the first sign of being a proper master in response to the maid’s report. She raised a clenched fist.

"It doesn’t matter if it’s one, or a hundred. Berserker will crush them all."

Those words were tested far faster than she’d probably expected when the wall behind Rin exploded outwards. The maids quickly moved to protect Illyasviel while, strangely, none of the rubble headed her way even neared her.

All the chunks of stone and brick froze mid-flight, suspended in air.

"Those thighs are as fine as ever~"

Rin recognised that voice. She stopped crawling away, and looked back with wide eyes just as a familiar youth stepped through the destroyed wall, a fist raised. When he unclenched his hand, all the floating rubble unceremoniously plopped onto the cracked floor.

"Ni hao, fine shyt."

Her eyes grew wet for so reason, but she smiled at his words.

"I’m Japanese."

"Yeah, potato potato."

...Sohow, those words were a lot more horrid compared to Illyasviel’s vile plans for her.

She wanted to smack him.

"You again?" Illyasviel said calmly, stepping out from behind her maids. "Didn’t you have enough last ti?"

"I feel you have a very flawed recollection of what happened last ti."

Damn right.

Henry raised his hands in surrender. "But no, as much as I wanna throw down, your beef is with soone else right now."

"If you think you’re escaping Berserker-"

"Huhahahaha! Look at this! Being my herald suits you mongrel!"

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