I Have Never Been This Clear-Headed

"You useless fool! You're nothing but a good-for-nothing who can talk! You couldn't even protect a woman! What knightly spirit? What a joke..."

Inside an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Fuyuki City, Kayneth was flying into a rage at his Servant, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.

When he returned, he discovered that his beloved fiancée's hand had been severed—the very hand bearing the Command Spells. She was now missing, her fate unknown.

At this moment, his fury perfectly displayed the pathetic devotion of someone who could say, "Though the Goddess has tormented me a thousand times, I still love her as I did at first sight."

Clearly, Emiya Kiritsugu had not been idle while waiting for Allen's arrival. He had intended to conveniently eliminate one of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower and Lancer as well.

On one hand, this would reduce the number of potential enemies. On the other, after a Servant died, Irisviel would gain more magical energy and could try opening a breach to the Greater Holy Grail to determine whether it had truly been corrupted.

Unfortunately, though his plan had been sound, he had not expected Kayneth to have gone to the church and obtained an extra Command Spell.

"My deepest apologies!"

Diarmuid fell to one knee, his face filled with self-reproach. He had no intention of defending himself.

After all, he truly had fallen for the enemy's diversion. Otherwise, Sola would not have ended up like this.

But Kayneth did not stop berating him. He continued venting the dissatisfaction and resentment he felt toward the Heroic Spirit before him.

"Even if she was only replacing me temporarily, you failed to protect even your own Master. What use is a Servant like you? I can't believe you still had the nerve to swagger back here!"

"Forgive