Servant Summoning: Berserker
"...This is something that can't be helped."
Listening to Anno's words, a trace of regret appeared in Irisviel's eyes.
She had no intention of delving deeper into the matter. Turning around, she walked toward the table.
"Still, compared to Kiritsugu's attitude, what surprised me more was your reaction, Saber."
After pouring two cups of black tea, Irisviel sat down in her seat, a gentle smile always resting on her face.
Picking up an exquisite spoon, she gently stirred her tea and spoke to Anno.
"Whether you heard about Kiritsugu's dream or were refuted by him, Saber, you never changed your attitude."
"...In the country where I once lived, I had to play such a role. It is merely a habit."
There was still some time before their flight departed, so the two of them, who had set out early, were not in much of a hurry.
"Say, Saber."
Irisviel stopped stirring her tea, raised her head slightly, and smiled at Anno.
"What kind of person was the king you once served?"
Anno turned back and glanced at Irisviel.
He knew what Irisviel meant by that question.
"...Please forgive me, but I cannot answer that question."
"As a knight, I will not casually judge my king."
"Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't understand that." Irisviel hurriedly apologized to Anno.
"You need not apologize, Madam. You have done nothing wrong." Shaking his head, Anno gave Irisviel a slight bow. Then he looked once more at Emiya Kiritsugu and Illya, who were playing together, and sighed softly. "However, in terms of what you pursue, both you and Master truly deserve the word 'noble.'"
"Using the Holy Grail to seek peace is the right choice."
That was what Anno said.
The king... had once wished for the same thing.
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