If I were as calm, decisive, and powerful as Shinji-kun, would I be able to protect the people around me?
That was right. He hadn't forgotten.
After arriving in Japan, he had met a boy like himself, one without a great family legacy.
Shinji-kun was clearly only a first-generation magus, yet he had defeated the genius Lord El-Melloi of the Clock Tower.
He was someone to worship, someone to look up to.
Shinji-kun was precisely the self Waver idealized—the self he could never become.
Coming here today to search for the missing McGillicutty couple was only one reason. He had also come to bring things to an end.
Shinji-kun, if I'm not mistaken... you must be watching this place from somewhere right now.
Then open your eyes and watch closely!
I'm not some clown who can only hide behind Rider!
I will win.
I will prove my strength.
And then... I will compete with you for the final Holy Grail!
Waver clenched his right fist and shouted, "By Command Spell, I order you... Rider! Defeat Saber with everything you've got!"
"What a reckless Command Spell."
King of Conquerors Iskandar tightened his grip on the chariot's reins, the corner of his mouth curving upward. "But... I suppose it shows a bit of manliness, brat."
"...Tch."
Hidden in the woods, Hundred-Faced Hassan clicked her tongue in displeasure.
Following Shirou's orders, she had infiltrated the Einzbern forest, only to run straight into Rider's invasion. She therefore reported the situation to the boy, who was temporarily unable to get away.
"No matter how I look at it, this is Kirei Kotomine's handiwork."
"I think so too, but what will your adorable allies think? Will they believe you?"
"..."
Shirou fell silent, but before long, Saber's rebuke of Rider's Master came through.
"Oh