Type-Moon, I, Sakura Matou, Rewrite Destiny

The relationship between Irisviel and Sakura, a delicate Master and Servant dynamic.

Through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows of the mountain villa, the deep midnight moonlight softly bathed Sakura's bed.

A cute cat-shaped pillow, a comforter and sheets covered in various adorable cartoon characters... and then, completely out of place among these items, a mature silver-haired older sister, clearly appeared before Sakura's eyes in the moonlight.

Irisviel von Einzbern...

The married woman, who had been kidnapped by the Clock Tower's Lord duo through a scheme not long ago, was now, like a sleeping beauty, lying on Sakura's 'cartoon castle' with her eyes tightly shut...

Irisviel, a homunculus embodying the culmination of the Einzbern family's technological prowess, was indeed quite suitable as Orochimaru's body.

With countless Mage Circuits and excellent potential for modification, Irisviel was arguably the most suitable vessel for Orochimaru among all known humans.

What's more, Irisviel was a buy-one-get-two-free deal. Not only was she suitable as Orochimaru's vessel, but she and the lesser Holy Grail within her could also help Sakura further analyze and control the Great Holy Grail... and it even came with the top-tier Noble Phantasm, Avalon, as an extra bonus.

But... no matter how good she was, Irisviel was still a trap, a hot potato.

The Einzbern family was self-explanatory; after all, they were just homunculi created to achieve the Third Magic.

And as for the rest, Kiritsugu Emiya was definitely a super troublemaker, and Sakura was certain that it wouldn't be long before Kiritsugu Emiya found out his nine-year-old wife was in her hands.

Even though she knew it was a trap, knew it was a hot potato, Sakura ultimately gritted her teeth and decided to accept it.

There was no helping it; Irisviel was just too tempting.

After confirming that Irisviel would remain unconscious for at least another dozen hours.

Although Sakura had become much more awake due to a moment of excitement, the young Sakura ultimately couldn't resist sleep. Facing Irisviel, who lay on her bed like a sleeping beauty.

After covering herself and Irisviel with the blanket, Sakura, without any hesitation, leaned into Irisviel's fragrant embrace and fell into a deep sleep...

While Sakura was sleeping soundly, pillowing herself on Kiritsugu Emiya's nine-year-old wife.

Kiritsugu Emiya, who had lost his wife on the very first night of the Holy Grail War, couldn't fall asleep peacefully.

In front of the Einzbern castle relocated to Fuyuki City.

A ground littered with cigarette butts, a lonely man, a silent Servant...

This was the scene at the Einzbern castle tonight.

Filled with self-reproach, gazing at her Master's silhouette on the steps, King Arthur, who had made such a major mistake on her first outing, was also filled with deep melancholy.

If Kiritsugu Emiya had done something at this moment, even punishment, King Arthur would have felt a little better.

But, as it turned out, Kiritsugu Emiya did nothing... which only made King Arthur feel even more guilty.

The silence continued until the latter half of the night.

Finally, unable to bear the torment within, King Arthur, a legendary king, slowly approached Kiritsugu Emiya and slowly sat on the steps beside him.

"Master... please order me to be punished..."

Seeing King Arthur's stance, another Servant, who had also been silent and consumed by self-reproach, the King of Sparta - Leonidas, also walked up to Kiritsugu Emiya and lowered his head.

"Master, please punish me as well..."

Dropping the cigarette in his hand, Kiritsugu Emiya glanced at his two Servants expressionlessly and did not reply.

Indeed, Irisviel's abduction had stirred negative emotions such as self-reproach, anxiety, and anger within Kiritsugu Emiya's sensitive heart.

However, Kiritsugu Emiya had not lost his composure, nor had he succumbed to it.

Although losing his wife had indeed had some impact on Kiritsugu Emiya, even making him have the impulse to rescue Irisviel at all costs for a moment.

But Kiritsugu Emiya was Kiritsugu Emiya after all, a Hero of Justice who could weigh lives on a scale.

Naturally, after calming down, he conducted a new assessment.

Wife versus the Holy Grail... familial affection versus absolute justice...

Kiritsugu Emiya, who had already made his decision in his heart, was now thinking more about analyzing the upcoming war and formulating contingency plans for various situations.

Seeing that Kiritsugu Emiya did not reply for a long time.

King Arthur, her face etched with self-reproach, pursed her lips and spoke again.

"Master... at least allow us to take action and make amends for our mistake..."

Looking at these two indispensable tools before him, Kiritsugu Emiya shook his head and took out another cigarette from his pocket.

"No need. Rescuing Irisviel is not the top priority. The combined forces of the two Clock Tower Lords are the most troublesome issue right now..."

Hearing Kiritsugu Emiya's words, which were almost heartless and cold, Leonidas's eyes widened. His iron fists, which had crushed countless enemies, clenched instantly.

And King Arthur, upon hearing Kiritsugu Emiya's answer, also showed an expression of anger...

But as the most perfect king... King Arthur, who placed reason above emotion, ultimately released her clenched fists and nodded at Kiritsugu Emiya.

"A rational judgment... but..."

As Arthur calmly uttered the word "but," a sudden immense force yanked Kiritsugu Emiya, pulling him up from the ground.

Lifting Kiritsugu Emiya high above her head with both hands, King Arthur's eyes burned with fierce anger. At this moment, her small frame seemed so mighty, as if she were an enraged Mighty Lion.

"But... Kiritsugu Emiya, you are not a king. This rationality, this pride, does not belong to you, who are not for the people!"

Gently patting King Arthur's arm, signaling her to put him down, Kiritsugu Emiya calmly looked at the enraged king before him.

"King... I really can't get along with Servants like you..."

"Me neither, Master. I don't like guys like you either..."

Just as the 'pitiful young girl who shouldn't be king and bears all this' and the 'arrogant bastard who numbs himself in the name of justice' were about to have a complete falling out. (This was Kiritsugu Emiya's and Artoria's respective opinions of each other.)

The phone in Kiritsugu Emiya's pocket rang at that moment.

"It's me, Maiya. How's the situation?"

"...Yes, I understand. I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at his two Servants, adjusted the collar of his trench coat, and Kiritsugu Emiya spoke calmly.

"We've found the Master who kidnapped Irisviel..."

Although they disliked each other, and although the relationship between these three was actually quite delicate.

But... having joined this Holy Grail War with different objectives, they all understood clearly that they couldn't do without each other at the moment.

A car drove out of the castle... Fully armed Servants followed closely behind...

21. Kiritsugu Emiya's Terrorist Attack...

Late at night in Fuyuki City, most of the urban area had fallen into silence.

But... on the most prosperous central street of Fuyuki City, even though it was approaching 3 AM, there were still many men and women enjoying the nightlife.

Looking up at the Matou Grand Hotel located in the middle of the street, and listening to the information coming from his hidden earpiece, Kiritsugu Emiya frowned subtly.

"Matou Family... a five-year-old head of the family... visited those two Lords before the war..."

Listening intently to the information Maiya was constantly reporting through the earpiece.

Even someone like Kiritsugu Emiya couldn't help but feel a sense of trouble brewing in his heart.

However, Kiritsugu Emiya was not someone who would stop because of a little trouble.

After completing his arrangements inconspicuously on the street.

Looking up at the Matou Grand Hotel once more, Kiritsugu Emiya, without hesitation, issued the command to attack to his two Servants through their contract.

As the command was issued, Kiritsugu Emiya, who was carrying a briefcase full of various weapons, looked at the Matou Grand Hotel before him and randomly pressed the detonator in his hand.

Electricity activated the detonators, and gunpowder produced high temperatures.

In an instant, the special incendiary bombs that Kiritsugu Emiya had just set up began to release scorching flames.

Under the burning of nearly a thousand degrees Celsius, balls of flame began to erupt from various points on the street, causing the men and women who were enjoying the nightlife to let out ear-piercing screams.

The crowd scattered and fled, and the hotel began its emergency evacuation.

Going against the flow of the crowd, Kiritsugu Emiya quickly entered the Matou Grand Hotel without being noticed by anyone, taking advantage of the chaos caused by the fire.

Just as the entire street was set ablaze by Kiritsugu Emiya and the crowd began to evacuate and flee.

Marisbury and Kischur Zelretch, in the penthouse suite of the Matou Grand Hotel, naturally became aware of the situation on the street.

Putting on their coats and preparing their Noble Phantasms.

Just as King Arthur and Leonidas directly broke into the magecraft workshop located on the top floor of the hotel.

The two Lords from the Clock Tower had already made all preparations to fight.

"Mr. Animusphere... it seems there are some restless rats who intend to challenge us."

"Don't underestimate them, Kischur. At least two Servants have broken into our workshop now..."

"Two... Servants of that magus killer, Kiritsugu Emiya... Indeed, this is the style of a dark rat like him... Mordred!"

"Understood, my King! I'll take care of it!"

With a mischievous smile, Mordred, carrying a greatsword and already fully armed, instantly rushed out of the suite door...

A moment later, the loud sound of intense sword clashes echoed back into the suite.

As Mordred and King Arthur began their battle, Solomon, who was standing behind Marisbury, also began to act.

After nodding gently to Marisbury and Kischur Zelretch, Solomon then entered a spiritual state and disappeared before the two Lords from the Clock Tower.

"Please be careful of the Origin Bullet, Master and Lord Kischur Zelretch..."

Facing Solomon's reminder before heading to the battlefield, Kischur Zelretch, who had learned some of the future from Solomon the night he was summoned, his expression instantly turned somewhat ferocious upon hearing the words "Origin Bullet."

"Origin Bullet... Mr. Animusphere..."

"Go, according to our alliance, this honor rightfully belongs to you, Kischur Zelretch..."

"Thank you..."

Elegantly bowing slightly to Marisbury.

Then, Kischur Zelretch, his expression growing more ferocious, unconsciously touched his chest before releasing his Noble Phantasm and walking out.

The battle on the top floor of the Matou Grand Hotel was currently extremely fierce, especially the battle between Mordred and Artoria, a mother and daughter. Their fight could only be described as life-or-death.

Constantly wielding their weapons against each other, within a few minutes, both of their weapons were already stained with each other's blood.

However, between the two of them, Artoria currently seemed to have the upper hand.

The battle on the other side was the exact opposite.

Leonidas was indeed a top-tier legendary warrior, but his opponent was Solomon... Therefore, even though Leonidas had the advantage in class and stats.

Solomon easily suppressed Leonidas, leaving him struggling to hold on.

The predicament Leonidas found himself in was something Artoria, who was fiercely battling Mordred in the room next door, could sense to some extent.

Artoria couldn't help but be surprised by this situation.

Leonidas, a Lancer-class Servant, was no weakling. Without using his Noble Phantasm, facing King Leonidas of Sparta, who held the Hot Gates against the Persian army, she, Artoria, wouldn't dare to claim she could definitely win.

Yet now, such a warrior was being suppressed by a mysterious enemy, according to her senses...

'I must end this quickly!'

Looking at the rebellious 'daughter' before her, who was laughing wildly, attacking her like a madwoman, and covered in wounds.

Although she was very unwilling to harm her, and even more unwilling to kill her again...

The king's rationality led Artoria to decide to unleash her Noble Phantasm to finish Mordred directly...

However, just as Artoria was clashing with Mordred and secretly gathering mana, preparing to unleash a Noble Phantasm at point-blank range to repel Mordred...

Kiritsugu Emiya's voice suddenly echoed in her ears.

"Stop... King Arthur... I don't have enough mana to provide for you to unleash your Noble Phantasm..."

As the Servants were intensely clashing.