01x02 - Ensemble VS Pretense

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So

what's your name?

If you need a name to call me by,

just call me "Saber."

Saber, you say?

That's quite a classy name.

That sword you had

Which drugstore did you find it in?

If what Francesca told us is correct

that guy would be King Arthur.

But he said he swears to Arthur Pendragon?

Yes.

Swearing to oneself is a strange tale indeed.

What about the girl

that seems to be the Master?

She is honestly answering

the questions we ask.

However, she is quite fatigued

and it seems she has muddled memories

due to hypnotic Magecraft.

Other than the tattoos engraved onto her body

similar to Command Spells,

she is basically an ordinary citizen.

If this girl took the right

to be a Master for herself,

she must be quite a skilled Mage.

Perhaps one that was hastily prepared

and sent by an external faction?

The Einzberns, huh?

There is intel that one of their homunculi

has entered Snowfield.

If so, there is a possibility

that she hasn't had

much information shared with her.

Don't let surveillance drop

from the girl or the Servant.

And, don't forget surveillance on Caster.

We had a request from Sir Caster earlier.

He said, "Let me play in the casino."

Come on, man!

Denied. It'd be asinine

to have a Heroic Spirit

galavanting around a casino

during a Holy Grail w*r.

All-in on red.

I'm sorry!

A woman who seeks to use me should not cower

before anyone other than me, Tiné Chelc.

Y-Yes.

I am terribly sorry, Sir Gilgamesh.

So, this is the location where people and fortune

come and go the most in this city?

Not bad.

I don't believe this!

This amusement center uses currency

to create its own world for extravagant spending.

World, you say?

I thought I told you.

A child should act as a child

and take in the sights with their eyes shining.

Though, everything about this world

must pale in comparison to me.

Exactly as you say.

But do not have blind faith in me.

If your eyes should shine as such,

you should also use them

to properly ascertain your path.

Which way will you go?

Is regaining this land from those Mages

a decision you have made

or merely the words of a puppet?

I-I am

Ah, well.

So long as my friend is present, I intend

to fully enjoy myself in this Holy Grail w*r.

If you wish to wield me as a Servant

of your own free will

be prepared to bare

all of what you keep within yourself.

Yes.

All-in on black.

I'll go all-in on black, too.

I just wanted to borrow some of your luck.

Gotta get started on the right track

since I have a big job after this.

Thanks.

I've stocked up on some luck thanks to you.

I'll return this fortune to your garden later

King Gilgamesh.

No need to be so alarmed, young lady.

I see.

You're no ordinary mongrel.

Introduce yourself.

Hansa Cervantes.

I'll be supervising this Holy Grail w*r.

Pleasure to meet you.

Don't get carried away, you hear?

Indeed, I was getting carried away.

Truly, my spirit soared at being called upon

to such a magnificent stage.

You got carried away and k*lled a man,

then destroyed the Opera House?

I did not m*rder that man.

What you need to do is research how much

the repairs on the Opera House shall cost.

If you will let me know, I will reimburse you.

You're telling me a madman like you

has some means to pay the money?

I mean, you can invest in me

as my patron if you'd like.

I'd never forget my gratitude.

I've had enough—

I wouldn't say for free, of course.

I can show you a magic trick.

It's amazing! You'll be surprised!

Huh?

I will now

disappear.

Huh?

He's gone!

Freeze!

Don't move!

I have not moved one step.

Of course, if I wanted to, I could have fled

or taken care of you all easily.

This is my way of demonstrating

my respect for you.

Respect, you say?

I do not intend to stay in your custody.

I only came to prove

that the girl over there is innocent.

I will disappear with the dawn.

Until then, I will comply with your restraints.

Well, it'd be in your best interest to come up

with an excuse for how you let me escape.

If anything, I can help you guys think of one.

It seems he hasn't even a thought

of concealing the Holy Grail w*r.

Take care of the memories

of the three inside through hypnosis.

Understood.

Chief, you have a visitor.

Who is it?

Well, he's claiming to be a priest from the Church.

Are you a tourist? Where are you from?

Can I assume you're Japanese?

You'd better not be lying.

What did you come here for?

I'm sick of all of this.

You look rather fatigued.

Don't be so surprised.

In my Spiritual Form,

I can walk through walls.

The interrogation is on a break right now,

so I came by to see how you were doing.

I thought I told you

to not meddle in my affairs.

You're not my Master, though, right?

That's right.

I'm not your Master or anything.

That means I do not have to abide

by your orders!

Wha

Which means, I can meddle with you

to my heart's content!

I will be taking care of you,

so brace yourself, okay?

I'm begging you, please leave me alone.

I don't want to be in a Holy Grail w*r.

Unfortunately, that may not work out.

I think it's because of the spell

planted within your tattoo

but it seems a Magical Energy path

has been connected with you instead of the Mage

that originally had the Command Spells.

Huh?

In other words, we may not be

in a Master-Servant relationship,

but we do share the same fate.

What's with that?

She didn't say anything about that—

Without you, I cannot gain Magical Energy,

so I would have disappeared immediately.

I feel indebted to you.

Thank you.

If you feel indebted,

don't get involved with me.

I decline!

I will look after you!

I will become a venerable busybody!

Cry all you wish in defiance,

but I will save you in myriad ways!

Save me from what?

The other w*r participants, of course.

Huh?

As I said, I'm not a Master—

Whether you are a Master or not

as long as we are connected

through a path of Magical Energy,

you will naturally become a target.

This is the worst.

Not necessarily.

You're better off like this than being captured

by the enemy and ex*cuted, right?

You sure go to extremes.

I hear that a lot.

For now, you can call me "Saber."

HE'S HOPELESS

I feel ashamed to not name myself

to my benefactor.

But I will tell you my True Name in due time

when I see the right opportunity.

Can you let me know, as well?

Why were you in such a location?

What is that tattoo—

No.

I'm terribly sorry.

You should tell me your name first!

Are you Chief Orlando Reeve?

And you are?

Hansa Cervantes.

I am the Overseer dispatched

to Snowfield Central Church.

You understand if I phrase it that way,

don't you, Chief?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

If you're going to feign innocence despite the barrier

you put up all around the police station, that's fine.

It just means there will be no place for you

to escape to after losing your Servant.

That means less work for me,

so it'd be a great help to me.

I already know that you're a rogue

who has nothing to do with the Clock Tower.

On top of that,

you've collected about 30 unnatural personnel

within the police organization.

You're quite something

to have dug up all of that information.

It seems you lot have already failed

at keeping the ritual a secret.

So, is that Servant and his Master here now?

What if I said they were?

They are participants in the Holy Grail w*r

that the Church has no information about.

If possible, I'd like to get over the greetings now.

Fine.

In any case, this isn't something

to talk about here.

Come with me.

I'll pass.

I have no intention of jumping into the bowels

of a group still shrouded in mystery.

I will acknowledge that caution

but had you not thought that this lobby

would already be within my bowels?

Magecraft to clear out a crowd

How much does the Church know right now?

You have no right to remain silent.

Your statements will never be brought to court.

I think you've watched

a few too many police dramas, Chief.

It's not wise to make the Church your enemy.

I assume I may be no match against you lot,

but bullying someone like me will put a crack

in the relationship between the organizations.

Agreed. I would prefer

the amicable sharing of information.

Don't be threatening a good Samaritan.

I will scream and cry.

Hey, Brother!

Caster? How do you know this number—

You'd better flee

from there right away, Brother.

Either that

or prepare to return fire at full strength!

What?

Somethin' real bad is heading to ya!

Your allies?

My allies would enter

from the front or back door

not from the sky.

They even took out the emergency power supply.

Setting up spells for light sources.

Was that your Servant just now, Chief?

Damn you!

You're overstepping your role as Overseer!

Call it humble resistance against an authority

that has threatened a weak, ordinary citizen.

What was that sound?

Not sure.

It seems like someone unleashed

a Noble Phantasm.

You can use magic, too?

Not magic. Magecraft.

I don't understand the difference.

To begin with,

this isn't something that I created.

Oh, hold on!

Ayaka

First and foremost,

I'm going to take you to a safe location.

Isn't this cell the safest place?

We'll see about that.

It seems there are barriers

set up all over this police station.

"It seems"?

I don't understand what's going on.

Is there a Mage in the police station?

Likely so.

If that vibration was another Servant attacking

Come now.

You should tell me things like that first.

If that were the case, I would've sliced

the door open and left immediately.

Wh-Who are you talking to?

Oh, sorry!

Just consider it as if I'm talking to myself.

On the ceiling of the cell we were just in

there was a spell set up that could k*ll

the person inside from hypoxia.

Servant

Don't jump in yet! We'll block

the escape path! To your positions!

They're all Noble Phantasms?

You're surprised?

If the standard formula

is for Servants to wield Noble Phantasms

it's the job of an author to destroy that formula.

All general staff have been evacuated.

A bounded field has been activated

to conceal at least some of the commotion.

Skirt the night shadows

SKIRT THE NIGHT SHADOWS

Zabaniya.

Is that

Assassin?

If so

I couldn't ask for more for a touchstone!

Do not fear!

I don't care if you destroy the lobby!

We will suppress her at all costs!

Powers of a heretic

Expose the mirage

EXPOSE THE MIRAGE

Zabaniya!

What did you

They're making the Magic Circuits go haywire?

Chief! Behind you!

Zabaniya!

They have multiple Noble Phantasms, too?

Overflow with agony

Zabaniya!

Chief!

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Surprising.

Your Master must have

quite the stock of Magical Energy.

I have no Master.

What?

I have no intention of serving a Mage, either.

I seek not the Holy Grail.

I will break apart the Holy Grail w*r

that has led astray my great predecessors!

That's nonsense.

You should be long gone

fighting like that

with no supply of Magical Energy.

Oh, marvelous! Just marvelous!

This mud-slinging brawl is much to my liking!

I don't know what kind of spellwork this is,

but I had thought you were overreaching,

challenging a Heroic Spirit as a mortal.

Yet it actually looks

like you're a pretty good match!

Who are you?

If there is even one Mage among you capable of

determining the characteristics of her Noble Phantasm,

you police may yet gain a chance of victory!

Stay where you are!

However

I can't have you lot fight a good fight

and die off honorably.

John!

What a great scream!

I wonder, if I rip off his other hand,

will his show of pain be even better?

That's enough!

Cease your squealing. How disgusting.

Definitely a masterpiece,

worthy of being called a "Noble Phantasm."

A toy too good for human hands.

I haven't introduced myself!

O my beloved!

My name is Jester Karture.

As your Master, I will affirm

everything about you

and as an inhuman Dead Apostle

DEAD APOSTLE

I will take everything from you.

A Dead Apostle?

A Dead Apostle? We have a Dead Apostle!

A vampire? Seriously?

This is getting even more interesting!

Though

this is a bit bad for my brothers.

Impossible!

Back there, Master

This heart still remembers the feeling

of your palm! Like that of an intense kiss!

It literally took hold of my heart!

I've received Magical Energy

from a monster like this?

Dead Apostle

The enemy

of humanity!

I order you with a Command Spell.

Transport to a location

as far away from this city as possible.

The baton has been passed.

Well, how do I put this

Why don't you just die already,

you bags of blood?

Clan Calatin!

Don't get me wrong.

It's not like I'm more powerful

than a Heroic Spirit.

After all, a Heroic Spirit

is something that affirms human history.

It protects the rules of the human world.

However, we Dead Apostles deny human history.

We've existed in violation of all your rules.

It is simply an issue of compatibility.

Of course

it'd be a different story, even with the same Noble

Phantasm, if a Servant were the one wielding it.

Do you know what all of you are lacking?

Power?

Invaluableness.

You lot have not one bit of faith

in a higher being.

Not in gods, not even in Heroic Spirits.

On top of that, you don't even believe

in your own power.

That's why you want to rely on tools.

There is no invaluableness in that.

I cannot teach you

the concept of invaluableness

but I can teach you evanescence.

Now, I will take this, not even a weapon,

and I'll crush the head of this so-called Chief

that all of you put your trust in.

Are you going to at the very least

fight back as a human?

What useless resolve.

Not one thing will reach me.

Not one thing will reach you, huh?

My coffee got you

didn't it?