Two figures walked down to the runaway, and one of them marveled at the scenery before her.
"So this is the country Kiritsugu was born in..."
She is a beautiful woman with long silver hair and red eyes, which were so distinctive and impossible to ignore.
Even if she was dressed in a sloppy way, she would attract all the attention around her due to her beauty.
However, due to her lack of common sense in the outside world, the dress-up she thought currently would be fit for common garnts was already off. Her silk blouse, her long knee-high boots, her casual coat with silver fox fur, everything was coming straight out of a high-class display window; it was very visible that she was a gem from a particular birthplace with a particular tailoring. They were clothes clearly fit for modern fashion, but to Irisviel von Einzbern, who grew up with polished jewelry, it seed intimate enough, even.
Irisviel had indeed considered it a camouflage for town areas, but it was simply impossible for a beauty such as her to disappear from the general public, to begin with.
Yet even if that was the case, she might not even show a single attention since all of her attention was taken by the new scenery before her.
While it might be weird, it was her first ti going out after she was born.
It was her first ti to be able to walk out of her house and walk freely without being watched. Even if her purpose in coming to this country was for the Holy Grail War, it couldn't diminish the excitent in her heart.
Now, with all of that introduction, it might be easy to tell sothing weird happened to this woman.
Irisviel von Einzbern.
Her identity wasn't just a normal woman, or rather she wasn't even a human as she was a homunculus, an existence created through an alchemical thod to produce fully functional lifeforms from sperm and other elents without the use of a womb.
While she might appear like a woman in her late 20s, she was only ten years old.
Yet, nevertheless, she had married, and she also had children.
However, homunculus was different from humans the mont they were born; their appearance was like those of an adult instead of a baby.
Still, even so, no one would be able to tell she was a homunculus, especially when her smile was so bright, like a sunrise in the snow country, giving warmth and gentleness to those who saw her.
"So, Saber? What do you think of plane travel?"
Irisviel asked the Servant with a short stature, who stood by her side like a bodyguard.
Similar to Irisviel, this Servant was a female in gender, yet she appeared far from being weak or transient. Her blonde hair was visibly light and soft, and she wore a dark blue dress shirt and necktie with a French continental dark suit, perfectly disguising her as a man.
Nevertheless, it would sound wild and foolish to dress a young woman of under 155 centiters like that, but this was different when it ca to Saber.
She didn't appear like a perverted beauty having a beautiful woman dressed as a man. Saber's cold and hard face wasn't that of a feminine complexion. It was already a given that her disguising as a man was unequaled as a beautiful young man. Along with her thin stature, her face was obviously glamorous and fair-skinned, which could pass the manly, charming air of a pure young man.
However, Saber didn't answer Irisviel's question.
Staring into the distant blue sky, Saber felt sothing staring in her direction. It didn't co from one direction but from several directions. However, those feelings quickly disappeared as if everything was just a haze.
"Saber, what's wrong?" Irisviel noticed sothing strange must be happening.
"Nothing. It might be my imagination." Saber shook her head and told Irisviel nothing was happening with a gentle smile.
Hearing that answer, Irisviel nodded softly and sighed in relief.
The two continued their conversation, and when Saber heard that Irisviel wanted to tour around the city, Saber was a little speechless as her fake Master didn't realize what kind of war they were about to face soon. Yet when she heard it was Irisviel's first ti walking freely, Saber decided to beco a gentleman and led her on a tour around the city as her partner.
Happily, the two enjoyed their first date in Fuyuki City without realizing they were being watched out.
However, Scheherazade's expression was far from good. "Master... that's... is that Servant can realize out surveillance?" During this mont, she had thought that Tamazuki's Argos was invincible and no one would find out that they had observed all of them secretly, yet Saber's reaction broke her confidence.
"That's right. It seems to be part of her Skill."
If Tamazuki didn't use his "Blindspot Mastery," then Saber would realize that she was being watched over by them.
"It's like your Counter Hero; as the strongest Class, Saber should have a similar skill, right?"
"...."
Scheherazade sighed helplessly and thought that she might be the weakest Servant among the seven Servants summoned in this Holy Grail War.
"Do you know what kind of skill is that Master?"
"If I am not wrong, it should be Instinct (A Rank)."
"Instinct (A Rank)?"
"It gives her the ability to always instantly identify "the best personal course of action" during combat. It might not be wrong to say that it is essentially a sixth sense in the realm of predicting the future."
When Tamazuki thought about it, Saber seed to have a better instinct than him. After all, Saber could even read the future, even if it was only for a few seconds. In his case, he could also read the future, but this reading future wasn't sothing for a battle. Instead, it was for auxiliary or support since it needed preparation and couldn't be used instantly.
"But your "Blindspot Talent" is better, right?"
"Yes."
Hearing that, Scheherazade sighed in relief.
Tamazuki didn't lie as his "Blindspot Talent" could give him ti to run away from a God who had an Omni-Perception, so Saber, who was weaker, naturally was unable to break away from it.
Still, as expected, whether Irisviel or Saber, they were top beauties.
Tamazuki knew that he shouldn't do this, especially when the two were married, but everything was already too late. He had plunged into the abyss, and the taste of the married won wasn't sothing that he could forget.
"...."
Scheherazade looked at his erection.
"Cough! Cough!"
Looking at his awkward expression, she sighed helplessly, but she asked, "Do you want to sleep with them?"
"Don't say such a stupid thing. They are married won!"
"I am also a married woman, though."
"........" Tamazuki.
Scheherazade stared at her Master in a subtle manner and understood his taste.
"It's okay, Master. I understand."
However, because of this, she was even relieved since she knew she was his type.
"........"
Tamazuki was glad that he had an understanding Servant, but... but... was it really okay?
Still, it was strange of him to admit such a taste, so he changed the topic of conversation.
"Well, don't you feel curious about the identity of Saber?"
"Who is she, Master?"
Scheherazade asked curiously, wondering about the identity of that girl while giving him a face, not to ntion his unique taste.
"King Arthur."
"........"
Hearing that answer, Scheherazade felt that her head was blank.
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