Don't Talk Trash If You're Not a Transmigrator

"Lord Lancelot, what do you mean by this?"

In the courtyard of Einzbern Castle, Saber, who usually only showed anger but not loss of composure even when mocked by the other two kings, had a tremor in her voice for the first time upon seeing the materialized Berserker.

"Your Majesty..."

"Mad dog! Who allowed you to appear before me?"

Before Berserker could finish, Archer, who had been watching the scene unfold, suddenly attacked. This was understandable, as Berserker had recently provoked his anger, leaving him unable to vent. Considering it was a banquet, Archer's restraint in not drawing his weapon was already a great concession.

"The King of Heroes, Gilgamesh..."

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be a mad dog with some knowledge."

Being recognized seemed to improve Archer's mood. After all, he was the type of character who would say, "I bestowed upon you the glory of worshipping me, yet you fail to recognize me. How vexing."

However, the others reacted differently to Berserker's accurate identification of Archer's identity. Aside from Rider and the Queen Consort, who had already been spoiled by Jizi, Saber, Irisviel, Tokiomi, and Kirei Kotomine, who were monitoring remotely, all experienced varying degrees of mental shock.

"To think it's that Heroic Spirit. How should we deal with him?" – Saber and Irisviel.

"How could he be recognized? Where did things go wrong? Is it fate that my Tohsaka family will be defeated? Why has nothing gone smoothly since the war began?" – Tokiomi.

"Could it be Caster? Then how was it achieved? Master's plans have almost all failed. What will happen next?" – Kirei Kotomine.

Ignoring the shock he caused, Berserker continued, "My appearance in such a berserk state earlier was not my will. I did not wish for such a disgrace to the name of a hero to be seen by all the kings, so..."

"Only for tonight, mongrel," Archer suddenly interrupted Berserker.

"Hm?" At first, he was confused, but everyone quickly realized that Archer had no intention of starting a fight tonight, as he was the one providing the wine for the banquet.

"Then, Saber, no, King Arthur, please allow me to offer my counsel."

"Lord Lancelot, are you also going to mock my wish?"

Having recovered from his initial loss of composure, Saber stared intently at Berserker and retorted.

"My King, face the truth..."

"Face the truth!"

The person before him, like Caster who had appeared earlier, was completely hidden beneath a black robe, his face obscured. He exuded the aura of an ordinary person. Of course, Kiritsugu would not consider this Master who called himself Caster to be someone easy to deal with. Instead, he tensed up, preparing for battle, his stance even more cautious than when he had dealt with Kayneth.

One only needed to look at the track record of the Caster team. With the identities of most Heroic Spirits already exposed, only Caster maintained a high degree of mystery. Kiritsugu did not believe the names Jizi had made up when she "spoiled" Saber, because after that day, Kiritsugu had used every means to search for "Hermione Emma Watson Granger" or "Annie," "Lena," and similar names without any valuable leads. Therefore, he concluded with high probability that it was a lie, or even if it wasn't, it was meaningless – no information could be found.

In addition to his identity, Caster's abilities were also quite peculiar. Firstly, there was the seemingly impossible intelligence gathering. Never mind how he saw through Assassin's feigned death plan; how could the bombing plan, which only he and Maiya knew about, be exposed? It could only be attributed to Caster's Noble Phantasm's performance.

Finally, there was Caster's strength. Despite being a Servant of the Magus seat, he had not shown any use of magic so far. Fire didn't count; there were magicians who could conjure fireballs all over the world, so it was not comparable. Even without using his strongest ability [Jizi: Kirigiri, you're overthinking it. What I'm not good at is magic – if I had to say I was good at something, would "fingers falling off" count as magic?], Caster could still fight Rider to a draw [Jizi: Kirigiri, you're overthinking it again. It's not that I'm strong, it's that the other party has Luck E and is unlucky, just happened to be countered. Besides, if Miss Maiya hadn't rushed back to team up with you and kill Kayneth, I would have had to run away in bullet time.]. If this were the case, the strength assessment of the Caster team must be raised, at least to Archer's level. [Jizi: Kirigiri, don't be like this.]

Of course, Kiritsugu's psychological struggles, which filled many words above, were matters to be considered later. The biggest problem now was the document that had just been – the "just now" referred to the time after Lancer rushed back to save his Master, who was hit by an Origin Bullet and incapacitated, then fled, and later Jizi, in her human form, met with Kiritsugu and Maiya disguised as a Master – thrown at him by Caster's Master.

"Research and Investigation Report on the Eighth Heroic Spirit Summoned in the Third Holy Grail War and the Contamination of the Holy Grail in Fuyuki City." This long title was like sharp needles, pricking Kiritsugu Emiya's heart with an itchy and uncomfortable feeling. After patiently reading it, the discomfort directly transformed into frenzied emotions. Although he forcefully suppressed it with reason, he could not hold it back for long.

Of course, there were doubts. Perhaps it was a tactic by the other party to destabilize him. However, as if seeing through Kiritsugu's thoughts, the other party did not demand immediate acceptance of the matter. Instead, they stated, "I'm only here to give you a heads-up. You'll know eventually anyway. If you want to verify, go ask the Einzberns yourselves." This attitude made the news seem certain.

No, it's impossible! This is a conspiracy.

What if it's true? The possibilities he mentioned weren't impossible. The information about the Caster team had always been accurate. Besides, the matter of the Eighth Servant could be verified by checking back. What would be the point of lying about something like this? What benefit would the other party gain from such a lie?

But, but what if it's true? What should I do?

Decades of dreams, his pursuit of justice, the blood staining his hands, the lives of Sella and Natalia... no, his mother, and finally Irisviel's willingness to sacrifice herself. If all this was exchanged not for peace, but for the complete opposite, then what was the meaning of the life of Kiritsugu Emiya, the Magus Killer?

No, I can't think about it anymore, or I'll lose control of the forced composure I'm maintaining. If I'm ambushed in this state...

Wait, that's right. This must be a scheme by the other party to make me lose my composure. They want to take me down the moment they see me falter. If that happens, whether I verify it or not will be meaningless. Rather, if they can eliminate me, then it doesn't matter how big of a lie they tell now.

So, I must be cautious at this moment, without any... Huh?

Perhaps sensing his confusion, Maiya, who was beside him, explained kindly, "Caster's Master left a while ago. He said the information he told us was not to gain anything, but merely to prepare us for the future. Kiritsugu, what did that report say?"

"Maiya... Never mind that. Put it away, and let's leave here."

"The destruction of Camelot was not because you were an unworthy king!"

"If it wasn't the leader's mistake, then whose fault was it?"

"Don't you know the answer too? The guilty one is me!"

"But..."

"The reason I fell into madness and was summoned again was precisely to see you once more and be judged by your own hands! As for the Holy Grail, I knew long ago that I was not worthy of obtaining it."

To meet him and answer the summons, this reason seemed to have been heard not long ago. But what right did he have to inspire such obsession in two people with the names of heroes? Speaking of that mysterious Caster, could it be that Lancelot could maintain his sanity now because – Archer was still here? This question would be addressed later. Also, why Lancelot was invited by Rider would also be put aside for now.

After listening to Berserker's confession, various thoughts arose in Saber's mind, but her spoken words were unaffected. "But Lancelot, you are not a sinner—"

"What meaning does that have for me? The one most troubled by this so-called sin is not anyone else, but myself! If you had personally punished me then, if you had demanded anything as compensation, as atonement, I would have believed it and found a way to forgive myself. I believe the Queen Consort felt the same way..."

"Then isn't it perfect, Lord Lancelot? If my wish comes true through the Holy Grail, and I am no longer King, then you and Guinevere would fundamentally have no sin, and there would be no talk of atonement or forgiveness!"

"Alas," Berserker sighed, feeling a sense of powerlessness, but then he relaxed. He knew his King's stubbornness, it wasn't the first day he knew it. "Your Majesty, and my friend Arthur, from beginning to end, neither the Queen Consort nor I ever denied your existence! You thought that without you, there would be no obstacles for us, but without you, not only for us, but for the Knights of the Round Table at that time, for Camelot at that time, for Britain at that time, it would have meant only one thing: nothing!"

"Didn't you just hear Rider's words? What kind of end will a king who only knows how to save but not guide bring?"

"Arthur! The era Rider lived in needed a ruler like him who could lead them to glory. But in Britain, where we lived, in those chaotic years, the kingly path of celebrating prosperity would have exited the stage before even the prologue was finished, let alone the conclusion!"

"..."

"Setting aside the debate of right and wrong on the king's path, isn't the king's path itself something that cannot be persuaded or swayed? Otherwise, could it still be called the king's path? The king's path should be something chosen and acknowledged by the era! In that era, you established a legend passed down through generations with your king's path, so your king's path was correct!"

"..."

"King Arthur's existence should not be erased; the true mistake lies with the servant—Saber's wish!"

"..."

"..."

Just as Berserker thought his barrage of words had hit its mark, Saber's eyes, which had been struggling with confusion and uncertainty, suddenly became resolute: "Sir Lancelot, your words are as wise as ever. But no matter what, it won't change the outcome of the Battle of Camlann, nor the fate of blood staining the sunset hill. Therefore, my wish—"

"Will not change!"

ps. Why is Chang Jiang's rhetoric so awesome? His eloquence wasn't weak to begin with, and with the guidance of Jizi, that good young man of the proletariat, of course he'd be awesome.

ps2. As expected, after taking leave, the collections just plummeted... Even though I was mentally prepared, I'm still so sad...

ps3. Suddenly I have the urge to fast-forward to June. Damn it, I don't want to live like this! At worst, if I can't get into university, I'll just go fix screens or sell sweet potatoes!

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