"You'd better not mistake Heroic Spirit Swordmasters for Heroic Spirits themselves."
"I hadn't really wanted to bring up this topic before, but it seemed Ritsuka knew those two who had placed the entire village under the threat of death, which is why I'm saying this now."
"It's not that I'm afraid Ritsuka won't be able to act, but at least based on what I understand of their nature, I felt it was necessary to say."
As she said this, Musashi's expression was incomparably serious.
"Before, we only mentioned that they were so-called corpses. There had been speculation before, but only recently did I become completely certain."
"I'd felt that way ever since Lord Inshun."
"The previous ones were one thing, but this time—"
"Musashi, I don't think you need to worry about Ritsuka over this, of all things."
Leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded, Sakumura spoke to Musashi, whose expression seemed troubled.
"Some of the things he's experienced are probably beyond your imagination. It isn't just the number of Servants he's contracted with—he's encountered former friends who had turned into enemies more than once or twice."
"What you're worried about is nothing more than Ritsuka being unable to strike because his opponents look and sound exactly the same. But in truth, it's precisely because of that that Ritsuka will kill them even more resolutely, with the intent to deliver a fatal blow."
Sakumura straightened up and lowered his head to look at his palm.
"Put simply, Heroic Spirits like us are different people with every summoning, unless we possess Oblivion Correction or are special beings capable of bringing even our memories as Servants back to the Throne as records."
"Because Ritsuka spent time with them when they were still normal, beings like these now are an even greater