Who the hell are you, according to "words"?

"Rider! What are you doing? Exposing your true name the moment you appear…"

"Not that many people heard it."

"The magical energy here must have already attracted the attention of other Magus! Even if they aren't present, they'll send Familiars to observe, so everyone knows who you are!"

"That's not so bad. Perhaps some old friends have answered the Holy Grail's call and will come to pledge their allegiance upon hearing my name."

"Absolutely not!"

"Don't be so absolute. In that era, no hero could refuse me, the King of Conquerors…"

"Then what about this Berserker and Lancer? They completely ignored you!"

"Berserker has likely lost its mind. As for Lancer, judging by his performance, there must be something wrong with his Master—meaning someone nefarious is hiding in the dark, hmph!"

"Whoa! That scared me to death. Is this the true aura of a hero? As expected, it's completely different from a knock-off like me."

Not in combat, Jizi was certain that Rider couldn't detect her thanks to her A-rank Presence Concealment. However, as Rider bantered with the Queen Consort and scanned her surroundings, sweeping over her hiding spot, every nerve in Jizi's body tensed up, like a small animal being stared at by a fierce beast.

Kiritsugu Emiya on the other side felt the same way. And whether it was intentional or not, he felt Rider's gaze linger longer on his hiding place. Only after he forcefully suppressed his life force with Time Alter did that feeling of being watched disappear.

"As expected of one of history's most renowned generals, able to quickly pinpoint the most likely sniping spot nearby?"

The assassin of Magus, who had been internally scoffing, "Was the world conquered by such an idiot?", mentally raised the threat level of the Rider team by one notch.

Unfortunately, the true heroine of the Fourth War—Waver Velvet—was at this point merely a rookie with the title of Queen Consort but none of the substance. He didn't understand how great his partner was at all, so he began to act spoiled towards his Servant (sugar daddy):

"Even if everything you say is right, what does it matter? In the end, you just exposed your true name and put us in the most disadvantageous position, didn't you?"

"Well…" The red-haired strongman showed a rare awkward expression. To save face in front of his Queen Consort, Rider swung his sword in a feint towards the sky and then loudly declared, "Come forth! Heroic Spirits drawn by the clash of swords between Berserker and Lancer! Since you were invited by the Holy Grail and possess names to be proud of, don't just peek from the shadows—unless you're a coward afraid to even show yourselves!"

A student of Aristotle is indeed extraordinary. Although it was a domineering taunt, Rider's choice of words was quite literary—and it also carried a different kind of charisma, making people unable to help but obey him.

"Assassin, do not expose yourself."

Kirei Kotomine suddenly issued an instruction, likely fearing that his Servant would be drawn into the taunt and reveal herself.

Of course, whether it was the original black guy who had some strange relationship with the Mapo Tofu Priest or the knock-off Jizi, both were individuals who didn't care about honor and were immune to this level of provocation.

"I'm fine, of course, but there's one guy who's not so easy to deal with~"

The oldest king (spoiled brat) in humanity. If someone spoke offensively on his territory, how could the king's rules be upheld without some form of punishment?

"My Master will naturally have a plan. Don't concern yourself with matters outside your duty. What progress have you made on the task I assigned earlier?"

The task assigned earlier was for Jizi to focus on gathering information about Caster—after all, what Marshal Gilles and Ryunosuke Uryu were doing was essentially slapping Tokiomi Tohsaka in the face.

Previously, he was "just" a "normal" serial killer, not enough to warrant Tokiomi, who was preparing for battle, to be overly concerned. Now that he was involved with the Holy Grail War, if he wasn't properly dealt with, the name of the Tohsaka family, the stewards of the land, would be tarnished.

"I've sensed the magical energy from when I discovered Caster's summoning circle. He should also be observing this place."

"Can you find them by following this lead?"

"About seventy to eighty percent certainty. After all, I don't know what special Noble Phantasms that Servant possesses."

"Then go confirm and gather as much information as possible."

Kirei Kotomine did not issue instructions like "assassinate if you have the chance." Firstly, Tokiomi had not given such orders. Secondly, he had developed a slight curiosity towards the killer who was suddenly pulled into this conflict, someone who wasn't originally a Magus, and his Servant. He felt it would be a shame to have them eliminated without knowing their wishes.

As for monitoring the battlefield, such a task was no longer necessary. Why? Because while Kirei Kotomine and Jizi were talking, another Servant from Tokiomi Tohsaka's faction had already appeared and uttered an even more arrogant declaration than Rider.

Unfortunately, the shocking effect of his flamboyant entrance was quickly ruined by the Berserker who had been playing a supporting role nearby for a long time.

At this point, since Jizi had also left the area, the camera shifted away from that battlefield and followed the protagonist's footsteps.

"I dodge!"

On the rooftop bathed in moonlight, she stepped out with elegant dance moves, representing the moon to punish evil—cough, sorry, wrong channel. I've been watching the reboot lately.

"I jump!"

Bouncing around like a monkey under the moon was neither Sailor Moon nor Master Bruce Wayne, but Jizi, her entire body covered by a hood and her face hidden by a mask.

"My evasion performance +2!"

Can't find the book title? Try searching for the author, maybe they just changed their name!

As for the reason she couldn't walk properly and had to show off her parkour skills, part of it was due to the self-cultivation of a role-playing enthusiast—how could an Assassin who couldn't do parkour be called an Assassin? The other part, and the most significant part, was the series of black, writhing tentacles covered in suckers that were relentlessly pursuing her.

"For someone who isn't a magical girl, these pose no threat, haha—Ouch!"

Just now, while dodging the tentacles' attacks, she was leading her pursuer towards the destination with a series of fluid movements. Unfortunately, showing off always leads to retribution, as it's a universal truth. Just as Jizi narrowly dodged a suddenly lunging tentacle and intended to land on the next rooftop with a three-and-a-half-turn aerial rotation, she misjudged the distance, resulting in insufficient airtime to complete the maneuver, and thus she tragically face-planted.

"Ah, that hurts so much."

The impact on both her mask and body, the double pain, made Jizi's eyes water. However, having once blocked an iron with her face, she paused for only a moment before gritting her teeth, enduring the pain, and standing up.

But it was precisely that pause that gave her pursuer an opening—a sharp tentacle thrust shattered the tiles beneath her feet. Emerging from a cluster of tentacles, a tall, thin man with wide-open eyes and withered, claw-like hands clutching an ominous book, spoke with an urgent tone:

"Ah, my holy maiden! Your most faithful servant, Gilles de Rais, implores you to remove that unbeautiful mask, allowing me to behold your visage once more."

You have no beauty, and neither does your whole family!

Feeling insulted because her mask was her true form, Jizi, surrounded by countless tentacles, had no choice but to turn around and face Caster.

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How do you find someone in a city?

Someone whose gender, appearance, and name are unknown, with almost no information.

It's undoubtedly an impossible task, but what if the person you're looking for has an extraordinary method of identification?

For example, what if the target isn't actually human, but another being that looks human?

A Servant. A Servant of the Caster class.

And the searcher is also an anomaly, a Servant of the Assassin class.

Then this matter becomes much simpler—since they are both participants in the Holy Grail War, all you need to do is win the final victory and make a wish to the Holy Grail. The person you want to find will immediately appear before you, which is quite convenient.

That was a joke.

Even with the advantage of "knowing the plot," Jizi couldn't possibly deduce the current hiding place of the Caster team. The reason she had confidently spoken at Kirei Kotomine's place before was because—

Caster, you don't need to look for him, he'll come looking for you.

All she had to do was use the mask's facial alteration effect to impersonate Joan of Arc and deliberately expose herself to Caster's surveillance.

First, change the silver hair to gold, then switch to colored contacts, and finally adopt a cool, aloof demeanor. Voilà—since it was night and not very clear, looking somewhat like her would be enough to attract Caster, that brainless fan.

Once the bait was out, it was naturally time to farm gear. With a roar, "Holy light! This enemy is worthy of a battle!" dozens of players instantly appeared, surrounding Marshal Gilles and beginning... Cough, wrong channel again. After all, he just opened Draenor.

Originally, Jizi planned to lure Caster to Einzbern Castle. That way, after meeting Saber, the Marshal would reveal his true name, and Jizi would have a reason to explain her source of information—earlier, due to Jizi's carelessness, she had accidentally revealed a few pieces of information she shouldn't have known, which attracted her boss's attention. Although Tokiomi didn't take it too seriously, Kirei Kotomine seemed to have started suspecting something.

So, even for information she already knew, Jizi had to make it seem like "I went through a lot of trouble to find this out."

As for the reason for luring him to Einzbern Castle, it would be easier to fabricate, such as "Caster found me!", "I couldn't beat him!", "I wanted to use him to kill someone!" and so on.

The plan was good, but things didn't go as smoothly as expected—Jizi, who thought her agility stat was high and got carried away, was now in a dire situation, surrounded by a creepy old man and countless tentacles.

And this wasn't the worst part—what would Caster do after realizing he'd been tricked, discovering she wasn't the "Saint"?

The duration of the disguise skill had passed, and the cooldown time was extremely long.

Facing the approaching tentacles, the maiden's fate would be...

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My collection count dropped.

However, compared to the beginning when I only had a dozen or so collections and paid utmost attention to each one, now that I have 300 collections, I can remain unfazed by fluctuations of one or two, or even ten or more. (Seems like I used the wrong word... get the gist.) After all, a rich patron should be willful.

So, for me, who is so willful, to even mention the collection count proves that the negative growth index this time is quite significant!

To the esteemed adults who still have empty slots on their bookshelves—

I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry, I'm a failure, I'm so sorry, I always pretend to be dead, I'm so sorry, my writing is mediocre, I'm so sorry, in short, I'm sorry for everything!

So please don't delete the book! Don't delete it! I'm really not dead!

I don't dare to ask for recommendations, but please keep my collection. If you leave a comment, it will be greatly appreciated, and rewards of experience points will be distributed!

That's all.

If you think this book is good, please remember to add it to your bookshelf so you don't lose it next time.