"Mr. Archibald!"
"Mr. Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald! Are you there?!"
Beneath the luxurious hotel, a man in a police uniform was calling out anxiously.
A serious fire had broken out at the hotel. Their responsibility was to determine whether every guest had evacuated. In a fire of this scale, anyone still left inside the hotel would undoubtedly die.
Especially since Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald was a foreign tourist who had booked the most expensive, luxurious suite. If anything happened to someone like him...
"Mr. Archibald, are you there—"
Everyone else had already evacuated, except for this foreigner named Kenneth and his fiancée. The officer was frantic with worry.
"Mr. Archibald—"
"I'm here. Please don't worry."
"Huh?"
Hearing the sudden voice from behind him, he froze for a moment and turned around, only to find an Asian man with black hair.
"Huh? You... you are?"
He hesitated, because this man looked nothing like the Kenneth in the photograph.
Yet Emiya Kiritsugu did not panic at the man's hesitation. Meeting his gaze calmly, he spoke clearly while discreetly activating a form of suggestion magecraft.
"Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald and his wife, Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophia-Ri, have already evacuated and gone to seek shelter. The evacuation has therefore been completed in an orderly manner. Thank you for your hard work."
"Huh? Ah..."
The man's eyes were initially still filled with confusion, but under the influence of the magecraft, they quickly turned vacant.
He nodded.
"I understand."
After saying that, he crossed Kenneth and Sola's names off the list and went to report to his colleagues.
Watching the policeman walk away, Emiya Kiritsugu gave a slight shake of his head, lit a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.
"Maiya, things are settled on my end. How is your situation?"
Leaning against a tree trunk, he asked Maiya