The sky is between dark and dusk, which is Shirou's favorite time.
Shirou Gray Webber is the junction of the last carriage where three people came. Among them, Webber is here to keep an appointment, Gray is a follower, and Shirou is here to protect the safety of the person who is attending the appointment and his follower.
"Is this the promised place?"
Compared to the other two carriages, this place is too shabby, with only a few sacks and wooden boxes. This place was not prepared for guests, but for the manager's personal interest. It was a replica of a third-class carriage from the past.
From the perspective of Shirou, a professional counterfeiter, there is a certain degree of badness.
By the way, the manager here died as early as the 1980s when Touko Aozaki brought the Golden Wolf to cause trouble, leaving only a thought here.
This is necessary because there are only three people on this train, one is responsible for driving, one is responsible for auctioning, and one is responsible for digging eyes.
The person responsible for gouging out the eyes is the manager. If she disappears, this Mystic Eyes collection train will go bankrupt.
"Um, how is Ms. Teacher Emiya, Olga Marie?"
Gray looked around and asked the teacher who had only given her one class a question.
"Assassinations are commonplace in Clock Tower, especially in Lord's family."
When he said this, Shirou's tone was full of sarcasm. What do those profit-seeking Magecraft divisions have left in the end?
Shirou doesn't know, their ethical concepts are different, and he is not qualified to make any judgment on this.
"I left some time and space for her. Whether she can accept it or not is up to her."
Just like Shirou said, it is out of your heart to help Olga Marie. But if you want Shirou to kneel down and lick her, then you'd better do it.
Shirou is a person with his own family. He does not need to be submissive to outsiders.
"As Master Magecraft, your thoughts are too simple!"
"So I am not Master Magecraft!"
Shirou proudly flashed the knife in his hand, indicating that he was an amateur Magecraft envoy, not even a Magecraft master.
"Come on, it's up to you."
I don't know since when, dark clouds began to accumulate in the sky. Thunder flashed in the dark clouds, and a few bolts of lightning even struck the roof of the car.
Shirou whistled, his face full of teasing.
"Second Generation, here it comes, there is a high-energy reaction in the dark clouds!"
"What is the approximate degree?"
"The types I can deal with with one hand are just minor problems!"
"Oh, that's okay."
As if he was dissatisfied with Webber's speech, scarlet lightning struck the carriage.
"Oh, I really can't stand the loneliness!" Shirou picked up Webber's back collar and threw it to the top of the car.
This guy is really too weak. In comparison, Gray's performance is much better.
Grasping the railing of the ladder with one hand, he jumped onto the carriage with one leap, showing the demeanor that this face should have.
Another bolt of lightning fell, but this time, Shirou really waved his sword and set off a powerful airflow, defeating the lightning.
"Ah--it's really here!"
The majestic voice penetrated everyone's eardrums, it was a woman.
Tall and tall, she still stood upright even in the moving carriage. Webber can see that the other party does not use any Magecraft of Reinforcement. Of course, the same goes for Shirou.
The woman has long black hair that is slightly curly and flutters in the wind. She has a face that is almost impossible for a human being to have. Her eyes are of different colors, one gold and one silver.
She was wearing leather armor that was obviously not modern in style, and there was a short sword hanging on her waist.
"What should I say? Should I despise this stupid behavior of falling into a trap even though I knew it was a trap? Should I praise this perseverance that comes with strength? What do you think?"
The straightforward tone can easily make people feel uncomfortable, but Shirou did not hesitate to confront him with his sword.
"You guy, which studio did you come here from? I remember that there should be no Subspecies Holy Grail War in this world!"
Shirou's words made Webber's pupils dilate instantly. His impression of Servant was only limited to Fourth Holy Grail War. He felt that all Servant should be of that level.
But what he didn't know was that Fourth Holy Grail War was a complete accident, and almost everyone was involved.
"Holy Grail War... Does that mean you are Servant?"
"Hmm?"
The woman's fingers quickly stood up. The carefully tanned leather would not affect the movement of her fingers. Words popped out of her mouth one by one:
"Ah, why can I still see this face!"
It was like pouring out bitter water, the woman said.
"Stingy. Small-minded. Gloomy and eccentric. He doesn't get up in the morning. He holds some moldy books all day long. He is always humble but also extremely arrogant. He has an overworked face every day, but when he looks back, he is the one who causes the most trouble. I'm not wrong!"
Gray blinked in surprise, it was as if he was pouring out the daily routine of Webber.
"No, it's still a little bit worse. He always complains that work is hard and tiring, but he often stays up all night playing games." Shirou added.
"Hey!" Webber glared at Shirou in displeasure.
"Playing games? Oh, it's a modern thing, right?" The woman put down her fingers and covered her face with her hands. Shirou could see that the guy's expression was getting more and more impatient.
"I'm unhappy, I'm so unhappy! God, it's annoying enough to just look at Ouminous with such a weird face. Do we still have to watch it in this day and age?"
"Ouminous..."
Webber repeated that name, and he has probably given up thinking now.
"You have also followed his master Magecraft. I was still thinking about what kind of person he is. It turns out that he is just such a virtuous person. You are the same trash as Ouminous. Although I don't expect you to have the wisdom of Amon's priest and Aristotle, but you might as well dig out your brain and feed it to monkeys!"
Webber's brain was almost in a state of downtime, as if he was complaining, "It's better not to know than to do this."
"You... um..."
"Have you just discovered it now? Have you become so sluggish after losing Yu's clairvoyance ability? That guy only called you here to take care of my Qixin, but now it seems that it is better not to see you!"
These words can be said to be aggressive, but just before Webber wanted to retort angrily, the woman made a conclusion:
"So, go and die!"
After accumulating strength, the opponent drew his dagger and slashed at him. But she ignored the most important point——
Her sword was blocked by Shirou with one hand. The latter had a slightly ferocious smile on his face. The mountain-like strength prevented the woman's sword from moving forward even half an inch.
"Hey, hey, you won't give up after just two words. Don't worry, I will kill this guy who chatters like a mosquito right away. Isn't he just Servant!"