Just as there were enough people in Fuyuki Church to set up two mahjong tables.
Sasaki Kojirou, crouched atop his truck with his katana slung over his shoulder, stirred slightly.
"Demons and monsters..."
Sasaki Kojirou was stationed at Fuyuki's mana crystal Refining Workshop.
Since its operations had been fully industrialized, the Refining Workshop continued running even at night.
It had not shut down because of the Holy Grail War.
Not long ago, it had already suffered one attack.
Although Kojirou had repelled it himself with the help of his Master, Medea.
A sense of unease had lingered in Kojirou's heart.
He always felt that things would not end so easily.
And for some reason, he felt that the enemy's target might not have been the mana crystal Refining Workshop at all.
Just moments ago, that unease had surfaced once more.
Whoosh, whoosh~
A black shadow began darting through the trees outside the workshop, swift and nimble.
Naturally, it caught Kojirou's attention.
"So there's another one? But... it's not this one..."
Kojirou watched the rapidly moving figure for a moment, but he sharply realized that it was not the figure absent from the previous attack that had made him uneasy.
Yet at that moment, the truck beneath him suddenly erupted with a blinding radiance.
A great number of magecraft runes appeared out of thin air before shattering.
Kojirou's expression changed.
"So it really is you again!"
Seeing his beloved vehicle under attack, Kojirou flew into a rage.
He jumped into the cab and started the engine.
The massive truck accelerated like a supercar, instantly reaching two hundred kilometers per hour.
It broke free from the shadows binding it beneath the truck and carved a bloody path forward.
It smashed straight through the workshop wall and charged toward the shelterbelt.
"So your