The sudden change in the crystal wall startled Shinji, who quickly asked:
"What's going on? What happened?"
"I've set up a magical monitoring bounded field over this land. If there's a significant magical fluctuation, the crystal wall will change color," dea replied, her tone instantly becoming serious.
"Such a violent reaction indicates that soone is using a Noble Phantasm, and the rank is definitely above B, likely even A."
"Using such a high-level Noble Phantasm in broad daylight, are they out of their mind? Aren't they afraid of being sanctioned by the Church's overseers? Oh, I forgot, Kotomine Kirei has beco a heretic, and the Holy Grail War has started early. Whether the Church has sent a new overseer is still up for debate. We should take a chance and check with the Church. Even if there's no overseer, Tohsaka Rin, the land's administrator, won't let this slide—"
"—The magical energy is coming from the Tohsaka residence."
"Huh? What's Rin up to this ti?"
Shinji almost doubted his ears. After Tohsaka Tokiomi's death, Rin took over managing the land, and she'd been doing a good job these past few years. Why would she be the one to break the rules?
"Can you see what's happening at the Tohsaka residence?"
"I'm already on it! Didn't soone say we had plenty of ti?"
"Now's not the ti to quibble over that. Focus on the important stuff."
"Done."
dea made a few quick gestures, and the segnted images on the crystal wall quickly vanished, replaced by a scene of a historical European-style mansion. Shinji imdiately recognized it as Tohsaka Rin's house, having passed by it many tis.
However, Shinji wasn't in the mood to admire the familiar building as his attention was imdiately drawn to the golden airship hovering above it—a craft he recognized from Indian mythology, the Vimana, one of the treasures from the Gate of Babylon.
Standing in the center of the airship was Gilgash, clad in golden armor, alongside Rin, also wearing armor. However, unlike Gilgash's full-body heavy armor, Rin's was a more lightweight set, designed for mobility. From the ornate design and the radiant glow of the armor, it was clear that this was one of Gilgash's treasures, loaned to Rin for so reason.
Shinji was genuinely confused at this point. This was no joke. What could have prompted both Gilgash and Rin to go to such lengths?
"Can you monitor this in real ti?"
"No problem. Who do you think I am?"
dea responded confidently.
However, the next mont, she was just as embarrassed as Shinji had been a few monts ago.
Gilgash suddenly looked up, and his lips ford the word "mongrel." Imdiately after, dea's body shuddered as if she'd been shocked, and the image on the crystal wall turned into a blank white screen.
There was no doubt that Gilgash had sensed that soone was spying on them and used a Noble Phantasm to destroy dea's monitoring spell.
"Uh, didn't soone say 'no problem'?"
Shinji couldn't help but chuckle as he threw her words back at her.
"Hmph, petty n are the worst, and I said no problem ans no problem! Does he think he can block my sight? He's underestimating . If he won't let watch, I'll watch even harder!"
dea called Shinji petty, but in reality, she was even pettier. Not only did she verbally counter him, but her hands worked just as quickly. Various magical arrays instantly filled the workshop, their mixed magical radiance almost blinding Shinji, indicating that dea was getting serious.
Under her full effort, the image on the crystal wall soon returned, albeit slightly unstable and from a different angle. Still, it was enough for Shinji to assess the situation.
By now, Gilgash and Rin had already left Fuyuki City, and the airship's flight path was no longer as smooth. Fire explosions continuously erupted around the vessel, the brilliant flashes visible even in the midday sun.
"They started fighting," Shinji muttered to himself, eyes glued to the scene.
"And that magical aura..."
Before he could say more, dea had already switched the image, from the Vimana in the sky to the ground below, where the attacker was standing.
It was a man also clad in golden armor, his sharp eyes reflecting the red gemstone embedded in his chest. His pure white hair flowed with the opening and closing of the divine bow in his hands.
"It's you, Karna, after all."
Seeing this man, Shinji's suspicions were finally confird.
Who else had the courage, and the power, to directly challenge the King of Heroes, Gilgash?
And who else could have fired that arrow last night that had felt so familiar?
"I thought I wouldn't see you again this ti. I didn't expect you to show up and as her Servant no less. Fate sure is a cruel joke."
In the image, Karna, with his bow drawn, was undoubtedly the most striking figure, but the woman beside him wasn't far behind. Shinji knew her just as well.
"Luvia Edelfelt. She has a reason to do sothing like this, and she's soone Rin would take very seriously. After all, the Edelfelt and Tohsaka families have had a grudge spanning seventy years. Well then, I guess I can't stay out of this anymore."
As he spoke, Shinji stood up from his chair and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?"
dea asked.
"To the scene. A battle of golden archers, and a showdown between Rin and Luvia—no way I'm missing this."
Shinji walked out without looking back.
"Can't you just watch here?"
"No. Rin and Luvia are both closely connected to Sakura. I can't let anything happen to either of them. Besides, supporting a large-scale spell like this must be quite taxing for you. Even if you're fine, I don't want Sakura's magic to be drained and ruin our shopping trip. Just use as the spell's dium."
"Got it."
dea couldn't reject this reasoning. She fixed a linking spell onto Shinji.
"Should we tell Sakura?"
"No need for now. I'll keep an eye on things. If they return, handle it as you see fit."
As they spoke, Shinji had already left the underground workshop at full speed, and their conversation shifted to a pre-established communication spell.
"I understand. But, why are you headed to the kitchen?"
dea asked, puzzled.
"To grab cola and popcorn, of course. You can't watch an action blockbuster without them."
These two battles were destined to be significant and spectacular—more exciting than any movie. He had to watch them up close. Watching through a monitor was pointless.
dea: "...Maybe you shouldn't go."
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