Mordred, the Avenger of Father's Grudge

After leaving the church, Mordred and Kairi Sisigou rode through the frigid streets of Fuyuki City.

The streetlights glowed dimly, and the occasional snowflake drifted down, draping the ancient city in a tranquil coat of silver.

The tip of Kairi Sisigou's cigarette flickered in the night, much like his mood.

He took a deep drag, and smoke slowly rose into the cold air, obscuring his face.

"Saber, what do you make of this?" His voice seemed somewhat distant beneath the engine's roar.

"What do you mean?" Mordred turned her head. Her short golden hair glimmered beneath the streetlights, reflecting the confusion in her eyes.

She had taken off her armor by then and looked like nothing more than a blond tomboy.

"I know that priest. He used to be an Executor for the Holy Church." Kairi Sisigou exhaled a ring of smoke, his expression darkening and brightening by turns. "Magicians may not care about human ethics, but the Holy Church would never permit something like squeezing human souls dry."

"This has nothing to do with good or evil. It's simply a matter of religious doctrine. A sheep's soul belongs to its owner, so how could a shepherd meddle with his master's property?"

"So what? Aren't there countless priests who betray their faith? What's so surprising about that?" Mordred looked at him in confusion.

Kairi Sisigou scratched his head and gathered his thoughts. "What I mean is, our initial assumption may have been wrong. The people backing them might not be the Holy Church, but a third party."

Kairi Sisigou was not a magician affiliated with the Clock Tower. He was merely a wandering mercenary, a hyena of war.

The only reason he had come to take part in the Holy Grail War was because he had accepted a job from