Sovell had no idea that while he was enjoying his leisurely days, the other five Masters had all summoned their own Servants.
But he knew that tonight was the best time for Kariya Matou to summon his Servant.
Because he had found the Holy Relic belonging to the man whose compatibility with Kariya was exceptionally high.
It was a cross, its gold paint corrupted by pitch-black magic power, its smooth edges turned unnaturally sharp. Using this Holy Relic would undoubtedly summon that man, and he would most certainly belong to the Berserker class.
They had already attempted a summoning with the Saber class once, but it had failed, indicating that a Saber-class Servant had already manifested. Choosing the Berserker class was simply their only remaining option.
"Kariya, are you ready?"
Although it was a question, there was not the slightest uncertainty in Sovell's tone, as though he had already assumed Kariya was fully prepared.
And in fact, Kariya Matou was indeed ready.
After a full year of hellish training, Kariya Matou had achieved some proficiency in water element magecraft, and his overall grounding in magecraft was more than sufficient for him to act as a Master.
"I'm ready, Mr. Stam."
Over the course of more than five hundred days, however poor Kariya Matou's knowledge of magecraft had been, he had more or less figured out the class and true identity of the Wind Servant before him.
But compared with the cold, impersonal title of Caster, Kariya Matou still preferred to address him by that alias.
The sun gradually set, and night fell once more.
Sovell and Kariya Matou arrived at what had once been the Matou Family's Worm Pit and was now a secret magecraft chamber.
Sovell had cleared away all the worm corpses that very night, and repeated