"Hey, Ruler, hurry up and catch up! We're going to take down that poisonous bitch!" The moment she got off the plane, Mordred called out to Jeanne. She did not have the slightest favorable impression of Semiramis, who felt every bit as sinister as her mother, Morgan.
"Ah, Ruler, and Red Faction's Saber too!" Okita Souji jogged over from the side, waving at them as she ran.
Great, she had successfully reunited with her teammates. Her luck had been pretty good this time too—Miss Okita's overwhelming victory!
"Oh, the pink one came too? Master..." Mordred dragged someone out of the plane. "Let's go!"
"Cough, cough. Thanks, Saber." Kaijiri Shishigami removed the obstructive pilot's helmet. He had hit it so hard that he had ended up buried inside it.
"Sorry, Alter Ego, you were acting together with Berserker. Can you tell me which direction he is in?" Siegfried asked.
Having fought alongside Shirou, he knew Shirou's combat abilities very well. If he did not go over there, it would be difficult for Shirou to defeat Karna.
"Oh, Master is that way." Okita Souji pointed behind her, giving Siegfried a rough direction.
As for the exact distance... she really did not know.
"Understood." Siegfried nodded, then ran in the direction Okita Souji had pointed.
"Does he have something going on?"
"How should I know? It's not like I'm him!"
Once Siegfried left, only one Master and three Servants with the exact same face remained.
As the odd one out, Kaijiri Shishigami was utterly baffled. Everyone knew that First Unit Captain Okita Souji of the Shinsengumi came from Japan, the Rebellious Knight Mordred came from Britannia, and the Saintess who saved France, Jeanne, came from France.
And yet those three looked exactly alike. Would anyone believe that?
Britannia and France were one thing—at