Carrying Nineteen Through a Type-Moon Raid

The Servant Universe.

The Einzbern Foundation, one of the restaurant group's actual controlling powers.

As the family that had set humanity's transformation into Servants in motion, it still commanded astonishing power across the universe, even after countless ages.

It had declined somewhat and could no longer match the Cosmic Golden Emperor Gilgamesh's forces, but it was still far beyond the reach of any nobody.

"You did well." The snow-haired girl looked down at the red-clad archer.

"I never thought an adopted stray like you would be useful for anything besides cooking."

"When the Federation Space Force couldn't pick up a signal at first, I thought the plan had failed. But the barrier between worlds has started thinning for some unknown reason, and the signal from that side got through."

The red-clad archer tried to speak, but the snow-haired girl snapped at him.

"Shut up! Who said you could talk? If you didn't happen to know the person we're monitoring, I'd never want to see your face again."

"Listen carefully. What I hate most is that you got lucky enough to be adopted, yet you still don't know how good you have it!"

"You're going on this joint expedition too. What? You can't face your old friend?"

"That's hilarious. As if a small fry like you has friends."

"Listen carefully. Disguising that concentrated element as a new Altria Element was a gift. Otherwise, you think a ten-year loan contract would buy enough reserves? On what grounds? That face of yours, Adviser?"

"Heracles, tie up this small fry. I'd love to see him sobbing while he works to open up a ranch in a primitive parallel universe."

"The thirty-ninth Worldline. This time, they broke through the barrier between worlds via Biyou Palace." Mash recorded the information. "We're late again, Senpai."

Ritsuka Fujimaru