Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover-Chapter 123: [] Saber’s Wish

"He just went straight through the wall?"

Watching as Sakatsuki's figure disappeared into the rippling surface of the wall, Waver couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking around, he saw that the space between kings was vast, multiple times larger than the castle courtyard, surrounded by countless stars. Though breathtakingly beautiful, no one would dare step out, risking getting lost in this endless sea of stars.

At first, he thought Sakatsuki had transported them to another location through some unknown means. However, since he could walk out freely, it meant they had never actually left the courtyard. Instead, Sakatsuki had expanded the space through some kind of magecraft, concealing it with an illusion that blurred reality and fantasy.

Was it the effect of that spear? Recalling that almost otherworldly beautiful and mysterious weapon, Waver's expression turned serious.

If Sakatsuki were to use this ability suddenly in battle...

Iskandar took a sip of his wine and glanced at his Master. Seeing Waver's serious expression, the king's smile softened slightly for some reason.

This boy probably hasn't even realized how terrifying his own perception is.

As Alexander the Great, his fate, his story, had already concluded in 323 BC—falling ill with a fever, and dying suddenly at the age of thirty-three. A regrettable yet inescapable end.

But Waver, his Master, was different. He still had a future ahead of him. Though it would no doubt be filled with hardships, it would ultimately be brilliant and boundless.

A Master recognized by the King of Conquerors must not be swallowed by the swamp of death that was the Holy Grail War.

That was why Iskandar, in his usual playful manner, entrusted Waver to Sakatsuki—one of the only two living beings present. He wanted Sakatsuki to protect this insecure young man, and Sakatsuki, understanding his intent, accepted the request.

The dead are gone, but the living must continue forward.

"Of course, if I win, we won't have to worry about any of this."

Rider muttered under his breath before raising his cup again with a bold grin.

"Come now, King of Heroes!"

As their goblets clashed, Rider drained his drink in one go, then suddenly spoke.

"Hey, listen up, everyone. Since our discussion on kingship has ended, and while Sakatsuki isn't here, why don't we talk about how to deal with him?"

"Oh?"

Gilgamesh lifted his gaze.

"The great King of Conquerors, resorting to such petty schemes?"

"How could you say that, King of Heroes!"

Iskandar widened his eyes.

"This is the Holy Grail War! How can you call warfare dishonourable? Alliances, assassinations, persuasion, betrayal... these are all common battlefield tactics!"

A warrior who had spent nearly his entire life on horseback, Rider paused before continuing.

"Thinking carefully, Sakatsuki and her Caster are the biggest threats in this Holy Grail War. Never mind her Servant—Sakatsuki himself possesses power comparable to a Servant."

"That is true."

Saber, recalling her multiple clashes with Sakatsuki, nodded in agreement.

"His physical abilities are exceptional. Though human, he can stand on equal footing with us. And her Caster is also unusual, capable of wielding that weapon... In the legends of the Child of Light, Cú Chulainn, was there ever a girl connected to him, someone who could even use his weapon?"

"A girl who can wield the Gáe Bolg, whose true name is 'Miyu'..."

Iskandar pondered for a long moment before shaking his head in frustration.

"I have no recollection of such a person. Even knowing her true name doesn't help us find Caster's weakness."

"Naturally."

Gilgamesh said leisurely, amused by their frustration.

"That cook would never leave an opening, no matter the time or place."

"...What do you mean?"

Saber asked coldly.

"I mean, no matter what you do, you will never defeat him, mongrel."

The golden king crossed his arms, mocking Saber, who still remained oblivious. Even if it was just a fleeting glimpse into the future, the preparations that the youth had made were simply unbelievable.

Even if the remaining Servants joined forces against him—no, against 'them'—they might still not be able to win.

—Of course, this king is an exception.

Even after foreseeing his own end, Archer remained unmoved, his gaze proud and scornful.

After all, if the future has already been decided, can it still be called the future?

***

Stepping out of the king's domain, the white-haired, golden-eyed youth looked up at the bright stars in the sky. He gazed for a long while before lowering his head and sighing contentedly.

"Though the sky here is similar, the real scenery is still far more reassuring."

[Displacement Activated, Projection Loaded, Acquiring Magical Workshop Augmentation.]

"Still, I didn't expect them to act so quickly. Have they sensed the danger?"

[Elevating Conceptual Layer, Locking Domain (Hippocampus), Initiating Projection... Copying, Rewriting Complete.]

[Commencing Displacement.]

"Well then, I'll leave the rest to you."

[Displacement Complete.]

The castle gates opened. The white-haired, golden-eyed youth led a girl by the hand—Miyu, whom he had just retrieved—and together, they headed toward the king's domain.

"You did well in the last battle, Miyu. Come on, let's go back and join the feast."

***

The rippling patterns on the wall reappeared as Sakatsuki and Miyu, now back in their casual attire, entered and took their seats.

"Sorry for being late. You weren't talking behind my back, were you?"

"Hahaha... Of course not, of course not! We're kings! How could we possibly do something so underhanded?"

Rider laughed heartily as if nothing had happened.

"In fact, we were just about to ask Saber about her thoughts. So, Saber, why do you seek the Holy Grail?"

That cunning King of Conquerors...

Saber shot Rider a glare. She wanted to ignore him, but she hadn't forgotten the purpose of this banquet.

"My wish is to save my homeland. I will use the power of the omnipotent wish-granting device to change the fate of Britain's destruction."

Her solemn declaration was met with a long, heavy silence.

The first to feel confused by this silence was Saber herself.

Her words were strong, but these two weren't the type to be intimidated by a simple statement. Moreover, what she had said wasn't shocking or difficult to understand.

It was clear and undeniable—an ideal worthy of being called the way of kings. Whether in praise or opposition, there should have been some reaction. Yet the hall was completely silent.

"King of Knights, did I hear you wrong?"

The first to break the silence was Rider, his face showing clear confusion.

"You said you wanted to 'change fate'? As in, overturn history?"

***

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