[Comprehensive] Fate holy fool

The second night of the Holy Grail War, the underground workshop.

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"I always feel... after walking underground for so long, the sense of time is a little paralyzed..."

In the same monotonous long corridor that seems to be endless, the lighting becomes darker as everyone goes deeper into the center, floating strangely like phosphorous fire in a cemetery.Even Atsushi Nakajima's fearful words failed to arouse any echo in the hard, smooth, straight stone corridor, and disappeared quickly as if absorbed by the darkness.

"It would be great if I could contact Tohsaka-san. I didn't expect that not only the shielding measures against magic communication, but also the radio in this workshop..."

Even so, he continued to speak persistently, which is probably a small reserve unique to Dun.Can't be overwhelmed by this darkness—although there is no reason, but as long as he thinks of "someone" hiding in the depths of darkness, he will definitely believe so.

"Yeah, that's right. It's an amazing studio."

Probably due to the approaching of the finish line, Satsuki and Karna were immersed in solemn tension, only Komaeda agreed with a smile.

"But Nakajima-kun, this is even more strange. The opponent's method of setting up the barrier is obviously so superb, but he has no sense of 'resisting foreign enemies' at all. Even a waste like me can invade smoothly... You see, it is inevitable That's suspicious, isn't it?"

"Crap... what?"

Just now, I seemed to hear something that I would not normally use to describe myself.Hallucinations?

It would be endless to delve into one by one, so Dun, who is good at observing words and expressions, decided to ignore them.

"If you want to say something suspicious, I'm afraid it's more than that."

Karna turned around.Although the tone was calm, the cold air surrounding the young man did not diminish at all—he did not relax his tense battle posture because of the dialogue.

"Fukamachi, Nakajima, have you noticed? There are more than one magical reactions in front of you. But if you want to say that it is the ally of the other party, it seems 'too much'."

"……Yes."

The more she dived into the depths, the more clearly Satsuki noticed this.Due to her profession, she is more sensitive to the subtle traces of magic power of magicians than ordinary people, so she quickly draws a conclusion——

In this vast workshop, there are at least [more than ten magicians].

—Yes, the problem is "too many".

It's too much anyway.

Open a class reunion? These people.

Having said that, it doesn't look like a Master... In the final analysis, if there are so many contestants in a group, there is no need for a surprise attack or an assassin.

(Then, could it be "Muku"'s relatives and friends?)

Besides, it is difficult for Satsuki to imagine other possibilities for the time being.Karna and Atsushi seemed equally puzzled, and after Komaeda crossed his arms and pondered for a moment, he raised his face suddenly and said:

"Speaking of which, Fukamachi-san. When I went to the school hospital for an examination today, I just heard some interesting rumors."

"school clinic……"

Having said that, Satsuki also heard Diarmuid mention similar topics.

It is said that no one was injured in the attack last night, but after the riot subsided, many Masters who were not yet fully recovered and should have been resting in bed disappeared from the ward...

"Well, that's it."

Komaeda nodded in affirmation, "Because there was no sign of struggle at the scene, and no belongings were left behind, the hospital thought that everyone left on their own. As for the reason... it was probably affected by the attack. Safety' lost confidence? After all, fundamentally, magicians only believe in themselves."

"It turns out that this is indeed a reasonable explanation."

——But it is too logical.Because it is so perfect that there are no flaws, it makes people unable to believe rashly without thinking.

"So, what do you think Komaeda-kun?"

Gao Yue stopped and asked questions behind her back without looking back.

"You should already have an inference. What happened to those Master candidates and why they disappeared from the hospital... Do you think Sakura's disappearance is the same as them?"

"Haha... Fukamachi-san is surprisingly sharp."

Komaeda was noncommittal to Satsuki's sharp question, as if trying to get away with it, he waved his hands and gave her an ambiguous smile.In the swaying hazy light, his soft, delicate textured hair and cheeks are dyed with dark shadows, like snowdrifts mixed with dirt on the side of the road-the background is white to shiny, Among them, there are sporadic dots of abrupt black.

"However, inferences are only inferences after all."

Komaeda took a step forward.His hair and skin are as white as clouds, his voice is as soft as clouds, and even his steps are light and ethereal as if he is not affected by gravity, just like stepping on clouds.

"Well, it's not far from the end anyway. The answer will be revealed at that time, right? In short, we have to open this door first..."

——As he said, at the end of this long corridor, under the dim light, a door blocking the way appeared again.

Unlike the heavy stone door before it, this one looked as flimsy as a billboard or a plastic partition.The only unique feature is that the door panel is divided into two from the center, half black and half white, and the five senses are painted on the door. When put together, it is a flamboyant bear face with a wicked grin. Anyone who sees it will want to be confused.

"Really, this time it looks like there is a mechanism! It's super suspicious, this bear!"

Dun suddenly realized that he clapped his hands with fists and looked at Ou Huang with shining eyes, "Komaeda-san, please—"

Before the words fell, there was only a loud "bang" that hurt the eardrum.Before Dun could raise his hands to cover his ears, the bear-faced door panel was split into two neatly, one side facing forward and the other facing backward, and each collapsed with the center line as the boundary, bringing up a cloud of mist-like dust when it hit the ground.

"What, what, what... I didn't say, what are you doing, Fukamachi-san! What if there is a trap!!"

"Ah, sorry."

Gao Yue waved the battle ax lightly, and when she turned around, her face was full of absent-minded trance, "Because this bear is so disgusting... I don't know it."

"..."

Will the average person swing an ax because of aesthetic disagreement? !You must never go to art exhibitions in the future, Fukamachi-san! !

"Okay, okay. Nakajima-kun, don't blame Fukamachi-san."

Seeing Atsushi's cheeks twitch, Komaeda put his hand on his shoulder in a comforting way: "Look, isn't there no mechanism on this door? We are so lucky."

"Huh? Ah, it's really..."

— Incredible.

Satsuki clearly destroyed the door with jaw-dropping brutal actions, but there was still silence around her, and she didn't respond to her blatant hostility at all.

Only the faint green gleam of fireflies radiates from the door, which is even more eerie because of the silence, casting a gloomy blue on the faces of everyone.

"Mr. Lancer, what is this..."

Even though Dun was not a coward, he couldn't help shivering in the face of such a strange atmosphere.As expected of a room decorated with bear faces, a chill permeated the spine before stepping in, and goose bumps crawled up on the arms one after another.

"...Found it. It's just ahead."

However, this time, even Karna, who is usually the most calm and reliable, didn't answer, just spit out a whisper with unknown meaning, and stepped into the room before Satsuki.

It was almost as if—to protect her from "something" in front of her.

"Lancer?"

But Gao Yue was concerned about Sakura's safety, and failed to appreciate his silent but meticulous care, "Wait a minute, I too..."

Without waiting for others to stop her, she took a lunge right behind Karna, her short hair fluttering lightly, and she crossed the door in a smooth movement without a trace of lag.

And then - just froze in place and condensed into a wax figure.

"Fukamachi-san!! Don't run around alone... Huh?"

Dun, who caught up later, wanted to say something to her, but before he could speak, the indoor scene turned into a huge screen and approached her.

"...how, would...this is..."

It took only a few seconds from witnessing to understanding the meaning of that scene.

In just a few seconds, Atsushi Nakajima felt as if he had been hit on the head with a heavy hammer, dizziness, nausea, and a chill so strong that his teeth trembled all at once, and his disgust and rejection of the reality in front of him condensed into sticky Cold sweat gushed out from all the pores of his body.

My hands and feet were numb and I couldn't move.

He didn't even have the energy to close his eyes.

There was only a silent scream—it could also be called a roar, which broke through the throat as if bursting from the chest.

"Are you kidding... What is this...?!!"

--found it.

Just now, Karna said so.

The voice that is indifferent and stable at all times, and rarely mixed with personal feelings, only splits the gap in an instant.The emotions that had been settled at the bottom of the mental image surfaced to the surface, like ripples in a calm pond.

It's closer to compassion than hatred.

It's closer to resentment than anger.

But no matter what the feelings are, for "them"—the Master candidates with pale faces, empty eyes, and powerless floating in the water tank like experimental animals, they are already the scenery in the painting that is beyond reach.

Their Holy Grail War, their successes and failures, their wishes and prayers, their sweaty struggle, their struggle against the current...

Everything has come to an end before it even started.

——In the dark underground, they are used as human dry batteries to extract magic power.

……

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"...No problem, they are still alive."

"That's right. But judging from the weakening of the magic power...it's impossible for them to recover before the end of this Holy Grail War."

After a few minutes.

After everyone calmed down one after another, Satsuki, Atsushi, and Karna began to destroy the water tank in an orderly manner, rescued the students trapped in it one by one, confirmed their vital signs, and then Satsuki performed healing magic similar to emergency treatment.Komaeda, the only one who is not good at physical labor, stood leaning against the wall not far away, using the same relaxed tone as usual-sounding extremely unusual in this environment, and explained his "reasoning" before arriving here Eloquently.

"Let's put it in a nutshell, everyone. I think yesterday morning...the attack that happened during the Servant summoning was related to a demon sword called "Sin Song". "

With this sentence as the opening remark, Komaeda popularized the legend about the "Sin Song" to them.

It is said that this is a demon sword that has been spread in the Far East and can possess humans to control their minds. It is closer to urban ghost stories than magic, so it is rarely known among traditional magicians.Even Komaeda himself learned a thing or two from a well-informed "information dealer" in the school.

"Information dealer..."

Gaoyue stopped what she was doing, and her whole face wrinkled as if she had eaten three bowls of mapo in one go, "Could it be the one who ruined the millennium... Forget it, you go on. The talent of that person It has nothing to do with my desire to break his neck."

"Haha, I seem to have heard some lines that cannot be ignored."

After saying that, Komaeda simply ignored it.

"Anyway, the "Sin Song" was mostly used for the attack yesterday.The students manipulated by the Demon Knife rushed into the hall, slashing and injuring more contestants, and the Demon Knife used the medium of 'injury' to seize the minds... It was like a plague that continued to expand.In other words, all the Masters who were injured in the attack were already marionettes of the host of "Sin Song". "

"Then, these people are all myself..."

Satsuki clenched her teeth in pain while dragging a girl with her eyes closed and purple lips out of the sink.

"That's right, it's indeed 'leave on your own'."

Komaeda murmured softly, "It's just that the consciousness occupying the body is no longer their own."

—By the way, Komaeda also missed the call because he was injured in the attack.But he was not injured by the demon knife, but was accidentally pushed, and the back of his head hit the wall, causing him to faint on the spot.Although he was a target in front of the attackers, for some reason, all the attackers mistakenly believed that he had been knocked down, and no one stepped forward to make up the knife.

The lucky value of this guy must be fine, Satsuki thought.

But in this way, many mysteries that have shrouded the Holy Grail War since yesterday have been solved.The purpose of attacking low-level Masters with "Song of Sin" is not only to force them to withdraw temporarily and increase the possibility of conflict between high-level Masters; it is also to transfer them underground after the hospital riots, as a source of magic power for their own Servants.With Jiang Lingke's skills, it is probably easy to modify the magic circuit and let the Servant absorb the magic power from others.

No wonder that Assassin in the Mist was so tricky.

As early as that time, Assassin had already begun to grab the supply of magic power from the original puppet of "Sin Song", and its ability was far beyond that of ordinary Servants in the preliminary round.

"But...it's not right, Komaeda-kun. There must be something wrong. Since the other party has made such a thorough plan, it's almost seamlessly hiding everyone..."

Gao Yue stared in thought.Ever since she went underground, a dark sense of dissonance had haunted her, like badly meshed cogs, or a jigsaw puzzle with the last piece missing.

"—Why, did we arrive here so easily?"

"..."

"..."

"???"

For a while no one answered.

Karna looked away while hesitating to speak, Komaeda smiled and remained silent, only Atsushi Nakajima raised his head and looked at her.Obviously, he has more question marks on his forehead than Satsuki.

Then--

In this difficult silence that barely maintained the balance, suddenly there was a loud laugh that was enough to make the silence disappear.

"—Does that even matter, idiot?! Of course it's a trap!!!"

"?!"

Satsuki jumped up reflexively.In contrast to her, Atsushi Nakajima just sat down on the ground exhausted, with his hands supporting his drooping forehead.

"Ah...it's over, let him come out..."

"What, what? Could it be that this is—"

No wonder Gao Yue was so surprised.The figure condensed and formed in the dark is indeed enough to surprise all readers who have preconceived impressions of "Andersen".

"What did you say 'come out', do you think people are monsters? I'm so rude, boy, I'm not a monster but a writer. After all, ordinary fairy tale writers don't participate in this kind of boring reasoning game, you just treat it like me bleeding , just stand there and listen like a fool reader."

That is——the servant that Tun summoned, Caster Andersen.

It seems that he will never be more than ten years old. The immature appearance, short body, expression and demeanor exude indescribable sophistication, just by its existence, it crushes the boundary between children and adults.Judging from the crooked shape of his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth, this is undoubtedly a whining and eccentric man; but the pair of clear blue eyes are as deep as the sea and as vast as the sky, as if he is sincerely weaving a story at this moment, Turn the vulgar and boring life of the world into sparkling and magnificent gems.

"Really, you actually dragged me from the warm study room to this dark and damp tunnel. You, Master, have a soft face for nothing, but you turned out to be a wicked editor who squeezed the author's labor force. Although it seems that you are wasting your time in vain. It's a pity that you can provide me with materials, but time is running out, and even a third-rate Servant can't stand it right now!"

...but what spewed out was venom.

"Wait a minute, Caster. What do you mean by 'trap'?"

Instead of Dun, who was shrinking in front of Andersen, Gao Yue asked, "Even if there are ambushes hidden here, as long as Lancer and I are here..."

"No, no, it's a big problem."

Caster, who was still in the youthful posture, shrugged his shoulders, and put one hand on his hip in an old-fashioned way.

"I said, you little girl, you obviously didn't have any nutrition going to your chest, and you couldn't nourish your brain anyway. So where did it go? Oh, I see, it's your muscles. Take all the calories you absorb. Build muscle, right!!"

"Muscle...unfortunately, I don't have that kind of thing either. Rin does exercise a lot."

"Really, then you are completely wasting food? It's sad and lamentable. Let's not mention this, little girl, think about it with your goldfish-like brain capacity."

Caster showed no intention of restraining himself, and poured out a torrent of cunning and sharp words, "Muscle idiots, for whom did you come here? Who was it that acted suspiciously during the demon knife attack? Who is it? The ability to remove the barrier set by Rin Tohsaka when Assassin strikes? And who distracted the Lancer who stayed behind, so that Fukamachi Satsuki had to face the enemy alone—"

——Without warning, Andersen's scolding stopped abruptly.

Then, with an expression of displeasure stuck in his throat, he drooped the corners of his mouth and shook his head.

"You actually interrupted the author's nonsense... It's getting harder and harder to find a satisfactory reader these days."

"Well, turn around now, you idiots."

"Keep your eyes open and see who the enemy you are looking for - the 'Mother' who is behind the scenes manipulating "Sin Song" is.But don't admit it wrong. "

"...?"

Gao Yue turned her head in response.

Right in front of her line of sight——

"Oh, Fukamachi-san, everyone... good evening. But it's getting late, so it's time for bed, right?"

The girl with long hair reaching to her shoulders, who is as delicate and charming as a heroine in a fairy tale, is also standing tall and graceful like a budding Yae Sakura at this moment.

Hair swaying like flowing water.

It seems that it will never clear up, with sad and moist pupils.

A sad smile that resembles an illusion and transparency.

And, from her [right arm]—penetrating the skin and cutting the sleeve, a long knife with a bright blade is slowly growing out.

"……cherry?"

Sakura Matou didn't answer.

Instead, she leaned forward with swift movements far beyond ordinary people's vision, and stabbed "Song of Sin" towards Gaoyue's shoulder.

The author has something to say:

Come back and update after the exam!

Sin Song: Possessed with a demon sword.The main body host (mother) can take out the blade from the body, and the cut human (child) will be possessed. Just take another knife at hand to further spread the curse and produce more "children".This article's sin song's mother is Sakura.

Andersen: Two-star Caster, one of the African gods of war, has weak combat power but supports Ritian, known as An Ritian.He is misanthropic, but he also guides teenagers with harsh criticism. In fact, he is a gentle person, probably (.) In some ways, he is a bit like Jae?

Komaeda's reasoning assists this time, and he confesses his hope when he suffers from daily illness, but he is not black x

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The first two volumes have been rewound (hands together) Although it is such a messy foreshadowing, many people have noticed it. I am really grateful to everyone who read it carefully!If you haven't found it before, just read it again with reference to Andersen's tips (X

I have always said that Sakura = the main line refers to this matter, the boss means (no) the bond between Sakura and Xiaoyue is real, and helping the desperate party is entirely out of my own considerations, and this will be slowly in the future rematch Speak.Of course the ending is HE!Look at my sincere eyes!