21. All the Servants Gather (2)

A golden light immediately arrived following Rider's bellow.

The light was still faltering out, and there already was no surprise left in the heart of the spectators. It wasn't just a wild guess anymore that this was a fourth Servant who had made an appearance responding to Rider's provocation. The dreadful point is that the beginning of the hostilities was a gathering of four Servants already. Nobody could possibly conjecture what would be the outcome of turn of such events.

As expected, the golden light came from 10 meters above, atop a street pole, where a figure standing in a shining armor could be seen. Waver held his breath at the sight of such dazzling dignity.

"This guy is..."

He had seen him for only a instant the previous time, but there was no mistaking such an intense existence. The one standing calmly atop the street light was none other than the enigmatic Servant that had sent the Assassin who had invaded the Tõsaka mansion, the previous night into oblivion with an overwhelming destructive power.

This couldn't be the Caster, his entire body is covered in armor. If he had materialized in response to Rider's call, it meant he had the sense to recognize the provocation as such, thus he couldn't be the Berserker either.

By elimination, the only one left was― the last of the three Knight classes, Archer.

"I didn't expect there would be two fools in one night to have the insolence of calling themselves "kings" and ignore me."

For his very first words, the golden Heroic Spirit looked very displeased, scorning from above at the three Servants with a glare. His arrogance and his tone were comparable to Rider's haughtiness, but it differed from the very root. There was never a cruelty and mercilessness in the voice and eyes of the King of Conquerors.

Even Rider didn't expect anyone more domineering than himself to show up, as he was stroking his chin with a bewildered look, void of malice.

"You are mistaken... I, Alexander, am the one who is well known throughout the world as the King of Conquerors."

"Fool. The only hero in Heaven and Earth who is a real king is me. The rest are a collection of mongrels."

Archer threw him aside with a declaration that was more than an insult. Of course, color was already drained from Saber's face, but the tolerant Rider drew an amazed sigh, ignoring it altogether.

"If you want to say that much, could you first announce yourself? If you are such a king, you couldn't be ashamed of your fame?"

At Rider's banter, Archer's crimson eyes grew even more of a proud anger as he glared at the giant under him.

"Are you questioning me? A lowly mongrel questioning a king like me?"

Frankly speaking, Rider's point was reasonable, but apparently, Archer took it as an incorrigible disrespect from his point of view. This wasn't a matter of gaining interest from concealing one's true name, but rather from a personal irritability, the golden Heroic Spirit was emitting a very clear murderous intent.

"I grant you the honor of my presence yet you can't recognize me; such ignorance isn't even worth living."

At Archer's conclusion, the space around him distorted in a haze― the next instant, the glow of beautiful blades started coming out of the empty space.

There are bare blades as well as spears. Each of them is decorated with eye-catching ornaments, and emits a fierce magical power. It is clear they are no common weapons but Noble Phantasms.

Without a doubt, this is the same thing as the previous night― the mysterious attack that unilaterally wiped out the Assassin. All of those who were observing the Tōsaka mansion the previous night understand that.

"...hh"

Waver was struck with awe. The unseen Master of Lancer gulped. Kiritsugu and Maiya as well, observing at a long distance, also felt the tension.

And now, one man― just like Rider and Waver, one Master who had been following Lancer's movements through the day and was now observing hidden in the storehouses; as that man was spying on the battlefield through the vision of a familiar, he stared at Archer's strange battle preparation.

Yes, it was undoubtedly the same. Archer was definitely the golden Servant who had defended the Tōsaka mansion from Assassin's invasion the previous night, in other words, this was Tōsaka Tokiomi's Servant.

"Haha, hahahaha..."

At that moment, elsewhere, an unexpected burst of prana swept out with a thunderous sound.

As everyone watched, the flowing prana gathered and condensed, turning into the image of a sturdy woman and man.

The two Shadows flew in the sky near the four-lane road that was the battlefield of Saber and Lancer, two blocks further towards the sea. Indeed, it was a fantastic apparition that could only be described as a "shadow of death."

Of prismatic hair and amber eyes. With wings like that

made of light, and evidence of Angels, a halo

unscientific light. The angel girl wore gaudy and revealing clothing, in contrast to the silver armor covering Saber or Archer's luxurious gold armor. His clothes are eccentric

No decoration, but very shiny. It was like light blending with darkness, like heaven and hell seeming to merge and what was even more terrifying was the aura, there was only bottomless darkness. Her face also symbolizes the beauty of heaven, covered by a charming smile. In the depths of his cross-shaped eyes, there was the terrifying light of a pair of eyes with light burning like a flame.

A Servant. That's very clear. However, what is this Heroic Spirit who looks charming and has a terrifying aura?

This girl definitely didn't have any of the "glow" that the other Servants there had. Artoria, Diarmuid, and the Conquering King, Alexander as well as the previously unannounced golden Archer all have that "shine". This is an expression of pride from the Heroic Spirit. The honor of a legend praised and missed by all. This is an important element of their "noble fantasy."

But the newly emerged girl was having none of that. You could say he was closer to a Berserker. The dense darkness around its white wings must be experiencing "negative waves".

So, more than just a Heroic Spirit, he would probably be labeled as a death spirit...

"...Hey, Conquer King. Did you invite that guy too?"

"Oya oya~? If you continue to be stupid like a bug─̶─you will later stumble upon an unexpected encounter~"

Reacting to the sudden voice coming from above, the maids looked at him with calm faces,

Meanwhile waver and irisvield pressed their hearts remembering that was the result

the bad one.

"Greetings, old Monkey. Are you trying to party alone

Today? Thinking that other guests wouldn't dare join?"

Jibril said in a cold tone to Rider, he was in a bad mood now because Rider had thwarted his wish to appear lively at the start of this holy war.

Still observing the angel girl carefully, but in a light tone, Lancer chided Rider. Receiving the blow, Rider grimaced.

"Invited, huh? That guy doesn't seem willing to negotiate, ugh."

Only bloodlust flowed from the beautiful girl. Even the pranic whirlwind seemed as ominous as a groan full of deep hatred.

Berserker... Everyone can see it without waiting for confirmation. Such a vicious wave of killing intent could only come from the Heroic Rage Spirit class.

"So, child. What kind of servant is she, that girl?"

Rider asked Waver, but the little Master shook his head, dumbfounded.

"...I don't know. I don't know."

"What? You're a Master, aren't you? His strengths and weaknesses should be visible to you, right?"

As a Master who has made a contract with a Servant, it is possible to read the status of a Servant who has the power of clairvoyance. This is a unique ability granted by the Grail that has summoned the Heroic Spirit. This does not apply to the fake Master that is Irisviel, but to Waver, the legitimate Master of Rider, able to see the abilities of other Servants and compare them to the Rider, in order to guide him as efficiently as possible in combat situations. In fact, Waver already had a clear understanding of Saber, Lancer, and Archer's abilities. But-