Strategy Meeting

Black Assassin would definitely stop him, and she would definitely be able to stop him.

"Hmm... But the wish to save all humanity completely contradicts letting me rule the world. Master, how do you explain that?"

Amakusa Shirou fell silent for a moment. "Sorry. I lied to you, Assassin."

Seeing his expression, Semiramis could not help but laugh.

"Hmph, fine. Before I see a world so completely different, I'll forgive you for now. But if you fail, I definitely won't let you off lightly."

Amakusa Shirou took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The sea of flames and the homunculi appeared before him once more.

Of course, he would not fail. Nor could he ever fail.

"Yes. Definitely."

Semiramis also knew that her Master would not permit such a failure. She had already seen it in her dreams: amid that sea of flames, the man who always wore a gentle smile had become like a walking corpse, his soul gone.

"Rider just said he wanted to fight and was preparing to immediately deal with the Black Faction, who had most likely lost Saber."

"That certainly suits his style, but there's no need to rush. The Black Faction will definitely come after us, toward this place, for the Greater Holy Grail."

Flames burned in Amakusa's eyes.

Come, Assassin. In this war, he would absolutely do everything in his power to win.

Strategy Meeting

"Allow me to introduce them. The former Red Faction Saber, Mordred, has agreed to join us. This is her Master, Mr. Shishigou Kairi." Shirou clapped his hands.

But only a few responded.

It was not because they were unhappy about it, but because they were too astonished.

Things had gone a little too smoothly. They had thought it would already be good enough if the two remained