Arriving in Type-Moon, Now Out of Contact

Saber said nothing as she looked at Kiritsugu Emiya's disappointed and annoyed face.

As an outsider, she could already feel his deep-seated fanaticism. He was a man with grand dreams, but those dreams were too brilliant for him to possibly support. Yet, he still chased that ideal, no matter the cost.

But in this world, were there things that could be accomplished through effort alone? Saber's expression turned bitter. If effort and sacrifice were enough to defend ideals, then Britain would not have fallen. She would not be here either.

Harboring ideals that didn't match one's abilities would only lead to drowning in those ideals.

Just as Kiritsugu Emiya was searching for information, a blue-purple light flashed across the sky, and a sky-shattering sound erupted without warning. The thunderous roar that tore through the heavens reminded one of the majesty of the gods.

The ones who arrived were, naturally, Rider and his Master.

"Yo, Saber, you're here too?" Rider, dragging Waver, who was streaming tears and snot, by the arm, jumped down from a height of 10 meters. "Aren't Lancer and his Master here yet? Looks like I'm not the latest after all."

"Nobles don't arrive late to a banquet, Rider." The man who was rich and tall but not handsome walked in through the courtyard gate, with the tall, rich, and handsome Lancer behind him.

"Oh! In that case, everyone who participated in yesterday's battle is here." Rider took a few bags of snacks from the horns of the Divine Bull. He had brought many things he considered quite rare to share with the warriors who fought alongside him.

As for how much Waver's wallet would shrink, that remains unknown.

"Now that everyone's here, can the banquet begin?" Rider was clearly excited. This was his first banquet in modern times. "Where's Berserker's Master? Wasn't he the host of this banquet? Why can't I see him?"

"I'm here." The black-haired youth was spreading a tablecloth on the grass. He looked up and said to Rider, "Do you want Coke or Pepsi?"

"I'll take Pepsi, thank you," Rider replied habitually. Heaven knows how many snacks he had secretly bought these past few days.

"Li Zihan, you call this a banquet?!" Unlike Rider, upon seeing the tablecloth on the grass, Kaineth's face turned as dark as an African's. If Lancer hadn't been holding him back, he probably would have gotten into a brawl with his disciple.

"Calm down. The main guests for this banquet are Heroic Spirits. I figured they've all experienced the highest level of banquets in their time, so my meager offerings wouldn't amount to much in their eyes. Rather than embarrass myself later, it's better to share modern food with them." The youth, with a lollipop in his mouth, was arranging all sorts of low-grade, even junk food on the tablecloth.

"Master, please calm down!" Lancer grabbed Kaineth's arm and tried his best to persuade him, "The form isn't important; the people participating are what matter."

"Hmph!" Li Zihan suddenly pulled out three skewers from the tablecloth and, with lightning speed, made physical contact with several cicadas chirping incessantly in the tree. "Looks like we can add fried cicadas to the menu. You're in for a treat."

What a joke. Kaineth watched his disciple indifferently as he handled this garbage. He would rather starve to death, die outside, or jump off the Clock Tower than eat such low-class food. A noble's elegance must never be lost.

"Can we eat now?" Rider, as the king, was the first to approach Li Zihan. He pointed at the ingredients tumbling on the barbecue grill nearby and took a deep breath. "It smells incredibly delicious."

"It's not cooked yet; you can eat it later." Li Zihan tossed a can of Coke to Rider and then threw two hamburgers to Saber and Kiritsugu Emiya, who had been almost silent, on the side. "Eat up. Archer and Tokiomi Tohsaka haven't arrived yet, so we can't officially start eating. It's better to have something to tide you over."

Kiritsugu Emiya caught the hamburger, hesitated for a moment, then opened the package and began to chew quickly. The taste of the hamburger was certainly no match for the meticulously prepared dishes of the Einzbern Family, but it suited Kiritsugu Emiya's palate exceptionally well. He liked fast food because it was the most efficient way to eat, not wasting precious time.

Saber watched Kiritsugu Emiya eat the hamburger and then opened her own package. Unlike Kiritsugu Emiya, she, who grew up under the shadow of her brother's potato dishes, was not a picky eater and ate everything except potatoes.

Kaineth's eyes twitched as he watched the people eating junk food without any semblance of grace, either sitting or standing.

Rider had already finished two cans of Coke and, incidentally, eaten three undercooked meat skewers. He wiped his oily mouth and then complained, "Why hasn't Archer arrived yet? Hey, don't tell me they won't start eating if Archer doesn't show up."

"No, they're already here." Li Zihan pulled off a freshly grilled lamb skewer and brought it to his mouth.

In the night sky, a golden airship was particularly conspicuous.

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ps: Although I'm not very good at writing, I still want to ask for votes here.

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I'm super brave!!!