"It's nothing, really. I just kindly wanted to tell Artoria the truth~"
Francesca said with a smile.
"...Huh?"
Artoria only found it absurd.
White actually had no idea what Francesca was thinking either.
This old gal was a remnant of the goddess Ate, a deity who governed human madness, folly, and delusion.
So there was really nothing strange about it.
"Artoria, the changes in your Master's body are because of the Holy Relic, and that Holy Relic has probably nearly fused with him. This isn't something that can be solved by changing bodies or removing the Holy Relic." Francesca was still courting death.
"But if we have the Holy Grail—!"
Artoria tried to refute her.
"I told you, it's a complete fusion. It's like mixing two kinds of paint together. If you can't think of a way to separate the paint, then the Holy Grail can't do it either." Francesca continued smiling.
During this time in Fuyuki, she had also taken the chance to look around and obtained quite a bit of "firsthand information."
Francesca, who considered herself a mastermind behind the scenes, was extremely enthusiastic about gathering intelligence.
[I thought Flying Princess said Shirou would turn into a beast.]
[A complete fusion? Then he really won't be able to change back.]
[Fuck, where's the sheath? Where's the sheath?]
[It's over, even that famous line is gone???]
[We're done for. I have no idea where the plot's going now. This is a path no one ever imagined.]
[Wouldn't Ahoge be devastated?]
[This is pure torture, holy crap.]
"—!!!"
Artoria took a step back.
It was as though some terrifying force had struck her, making her stagger.
"Why... why did this happen—"
Why had it turned out like this?
Artoria clutched her chest.
"Hmm, why indeed~ I'm curious too~" Francesca tilted