Be My Dog... Servant

Fuyuki City, Miyama Town!

Compared to the skyscrapers of New City, Miyama Town was far quieter. It lacked the urgency of a fast-paced city; all it had was the peace and tranquility of being far from the bustle.

A black phantom streaked across the ground, using the shadows of the trees lining the asphalt road as cover. Silent and incredibly fast, it would have been difficult to notice without paying close attention.

Having shaken off her pursuer, Caster felt no joy. An even greater fear coiled around her heart. Lancer was not the only enemy chasing her—two more were rapidly closing in.

"Damn it! Why do all the bad things always happen to me..." Hunted by Lancer when she was at her weakest, she had barely escaped him only to run into another Master-Servant pair. Caster felt that today was truly cursed.

The enemy's tracking ability left Caster miserable. The interference magecraft she had left behind along the way had done nothing, and the distance between them continued to shrink. She already had a guess—if the enemy was not using a Noble Phantasm to lock onto her trail, then they possessed extremely high magecraft proficiency.

Either way, Caster could not find a way out of this predicament. Her mana was exhausted, and maintaining her existence in the Human World was already her limit. If a fight truly broke out, Caster without magecraft would probably be weaker than an ordinary person.

At last, as she passed through a stretch of woods, the last trace of mana within Caster ran dry. Unable to maintain her concealed state, she stumbled two steps forward in her dark purple cloak before leaning against a large tree and sitting down.

"This forest is the end of this Holy Grail War... How unwilling I am!"

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