For the moment, setting aside the situation with Shiki and Kiritsugu, the final fierce clash between Servants in the Holy Grail War quietly began in the abandoned industrial park from before.
Saber and Berserker arrived here from the Emiya Residence as swiftly as the wind.
Stepping into this park once more, both of them were filled with emotion.
Saber's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the time when she had arranged a duel with Lancer, and a trace of nostalgia appeared in her eyes.
The Black Knight, meanwhile, radiated barely restrained excitement, because he knew that his long-held wish was now within reach.
As the battle was about to begin, Saber rested both hands on her holy sword. A warm smile appeared on her face as she broke the silence first. "I'm glad, Lancelot."
The Black Knight smiled as well and replied, "So am I, King of Knights."
He knew that the reasons for their joy might not have been the same, but at this moment, the intensity of that joy was exactly alike.
After all, joy itself knew no rank or distinction.
"Lancelot."
Saber softly called the name of the man across from her. Slowly raising her holy sword and holding it upright before her, she continued, "A long time ago, I wished to have a true contest with you, Lancelot. It's just a pity that, even though..."
Her words came to an abrupt halt. Clearly, she had recalled some unpleasant memories.
But in the next instant, she had composed herself, and her smile bloomed anew. "But this journey through the Holy Grail War has made me feel that it was all worthwhile. Meeting you, Lancelot, allowed me to untie the knot that had burdened my heart all this time. Truly, thank you very much. Now, I am not thanking