Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover-Chapter 238: [] NO ONE TOLD ME I HAD TO FIGHT!!!

With Illya returning home from school, Sakatsuki's surveillance (slacking off) mission naturally came to an end. After ordering Danzou to take care of Caren, Sakatsuki hummed a tune and strolled over to the next leyline anomaly.

"Gotta write the report myself... Ugh, what a shame."

Muttering to himself, Sakatsuki deftly manipulated imaginary number diving and appeared within the Mirror World where the Class Card Servant resided.

"Hope it's not a Caster. Otherwise, I'll have to find another anomaly tonight."

As the fluctuations of imaginary number particles subsided, Sakatsuki looked up at the demonic child standing in a fierce warrior's stance, wielding a guandao, and smirked.

"Perfect live target. Well then, let the experiment begin."

Behind him, a grand piano stained with dragon blood materialized. A newly installed slot had been added to the piano's surface—a Mystic Code Sakatsuki had crafted the night before.

"Let's see if this imitation of the Jeweled Wand meets my standards."

The moment Sakatsuki's fingers touched the keys, the Servant born from the Class Card seemed to sense the anomaly. It abandoned its stance, let out a roar, and charged at the intruder with its guandao raised.

The next instant, eerie music summoning demonic creatures filled the air. Sakatsuki passionately hammered the keys as a Caster Class Card inserted into the slot glowed.

Caster, Gilles de Rais.

Third Magic activated. Spiritron conversion linked. Ability replication initiated!

Screeeeech—!

Amidst the shrill cries, three demonic sea creatures emerged, their slimy tentacles lashing out to bind the warrior monk.

The burly man let out a battle cry, shaking off the three demons with a swing of his guandao before taking another step toward the pianist.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Blinding explosions erupted along the monk's path. Mystic bombs tore through his flesh, yet he remained undeterred. Blood sprayed from his arms as he swung his guandao down with relentless force!

"Man, I look like the villain here." Sakatsuki sighed, stopping his performance and pulling out a second Caster Class Card. The guandao froze mere inches above his head, locked in absolute stasis.

The warrior monk's arms were ensnared by tentacles, and a sea monster pierced his chest, tearing out the Class Card hidden within.

With a screech, the demon obediently presented the card to its summoner. The guandao-wielding monk silently crumbled into ash and vanished before Sakatsuki's eyes.

"Well done." Accepting the Lancer Class Card, Sakatsuki nodded slightly. The three summoned demons writhed in satisfaction before fading away.

Twirling the card in his fingers, Sakatsuki reviewed the brief battle with a thoughtful expression.

"Compared to Install, this method offers significantly better control and sustainability, but at the cost of reduced firepower, huh?"

In the earlier fight, Sakatsuki's piano performance had merely been a trigger. The real work had been done by the two Class Cards inserted into the slot.

Much like how Decade in 'Kamen Rider' borrows the powers of other Riders through cards, the Mystic Code Sakatsuki had created using the Third Magic could replicate Servant abilities as long as Class Cards were inserted.

Unlike Install, this Mystic Code allowed for near-infinite card usage with minimal cooldown—just a few minutes before reuse. It also placed far less strain on the user, unlike Kariya Matou, who had exhausted himself after a short battle using Install.

The trade-off, however, was clear—Gilles' demons weren't limited to just three, and Mephistopheles' bombs shouldn't have failed to kill even a weakened Lancer.

But regardless, the fact remained that the Mystic Code alone had defeated a Class Card Servant. And anyone who'd played Fate/Grand Order knew one universal truth: DPS units come and go, but supports are eternal.

Who said Sakatsuki had designed this Mystic Code for offense? His own twin forty-meter blades were more than enough.

If he could borrow the powers of Heroic Spirits, why chase after Excalibur, Balmung, or Tawrich and Zarich when he could just grab Avalon, Stone Sentinel Maze, or Around Round Shield?

"Speaking of which, Ritsuka Fujimaru will be arriving in the Second Singularity soon, right?" Storing away the grand piano, Sakatsuki mused. "Maybe I should refine this prototype and gift it to them. While the A-Team is busy with reinforcement magecraft and familiar summoning, our Gudao can just cheat with demon summoning... Pfft, just imagining it is hilarious. Who dares call Gudao 'ordinary' now?"

A spatial distortion unfolded as Sakatsuki vanished from the collapsing Mirror World. At the same time, Danzou's communication reached him.

"Master, Lady Illya has set out."

"Understood. I'll head over now."

Summoning Sword in the Stone, Sakatsuki ignited its engine and streaked across the city like a comet.

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Meanwhile, after returning home from school, Illya had been tricked by Ruby into striking a pose that was cute but utterly meaningless. Then, under the threat of Rin's blackmail letter, she had no choice but to sneak out late at night and head to Fuyuki Private Academy—where the Class Cards resided.

Rin had already arrived and was waiting. As she stood there, she recalled her meeting with Lord El-Melloi II, the proxy of the Wizard Marshal (Zelretch), back at the Clock Tower.

"The Wizard Marshal has decided to take us as disciples? Really?"

"Yes, but on one condition—you must depart for Japan immediately to retrieve the cards. The Wizard Marshal said, 'If you complete this task successfully, I may consider taking you as disciples.' The deadline is two weeks. This mission is extremely dangerous—at worst, you could lose your lives."

"Understood. I accept the card retrieval mission."

Remembering her confident declaration back then and comparing it to the current chaos, Rin couldn't help but sigh.

Footsteps approached from afar. She turned. "You're right on time... Wait, who are you?"

"Hello, Rin." The unfamiliar voice called her name with eerie accuracy.

The next moment, Rin lost consciousness, the gems she had been clutching spilling onto the ground.

Sakatsuki caught the collapsing girl and dragged her into a nearby school building, his hands glowing with Displacement Magecraft.

Just like how Julian had used displacement magecraft to take on Shirou's form and soothe Sakura's restless soul, Sakatsuki now transformed into Rin's appearance.

"Ugh, I should probably ignore gender differences..." Discomforted, he adjusted the short skirt—Rin's outfit felt far too breezy. He quickly projected a pair of safety shorts. "This is exactly why I didn't bring Danzou. But if I want the Class Cards, this is the most discreet method."

As he muttered to himself, Illya and Ruby came running through the gates.

"Hey, you're right on time," Sakatsuki—or rather, "Rin"—greeted Illya with a familiar smirk.

'After being handed that blackmail letter, how could I not be on time...'

Illya grumbled internally, while Ruby floated around "Rin" suspiciously.

The magical signature was correct, and the usual dangerous aura was there, but for some reason, this version of Rin felt eerily similar to... someone else?

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing!" Illya and Ruby answered in unison.

"Good." Sakatsuki clapped his hands cheerfully. "Now then, could you go ahead and transform first?"

"Okaaay..." Illya replied listlessly before ducking into the restroom with Ruby. A flash of light later, a magical girl in a frilly pink combat outfit and feathered headdress emerged.

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"Why do you always hide to do that?"

"Because... it's too embarrassing!"

Illya hung her head, failing to notice the amused grin Sakatsuki was barely suppressing.

"Alright, ready? The card's location is roughly at the center of the schoolyard. From there, we can observe the distortion. Let's begin."

Unlike the real Rin, Sakatsuki's tone carried an air of authority—less a suggestion, more a command.

"The center...? There's nothing there?" Illya looked around in confusion.

"Exactly. Because the card doesn't exist in this world. Ruby."

"Ruby? That form of address...?" The wand hesitated, its suspicions growing, but it complied. A radiant, multicolored barrier expanded around them.

"Fifth Imaginary Factor added to axis. Begin reversal preparations."

The world blurred, as though multiple sheets of the same image had been stacked together.

"Multiple spatial layers confirmed. Central coordinates fixed. Reflective path with a 2-meter radius established. Partial Mirror Corridor reversal complete."

Within the golden domain, pink magical patterns—symbolizing Illya's transformation—spread outward, forming a pentagram.

"Wh-What are you doing...?" Illya clutched her staff nervously.

"Jumping into the world where the card resides." Sakatsuki observed the Second Magic's spatial transference method, comparing it to his own Imaginary Number Diving, while casually answering.

"A world with the card... Huh?!"

Illya suddenly found herself standing on the surface of a crystal-clear lake. The school's reflection shimmered upside-down beneath her, and the sky had fractured into a prism-like mosaic of light.

Noticing Illya's unease, Sakatsuki continued explaining.

"An infinite array of mirrored worlds. If we consider our world as one among countless reflections, then the world we're heading to is the mirror itself—the Mirror World. That's where the Class Cards exist."

"Coordinates stabilized. Spatial transference complete."

With Ruby's announcement, the distorted world settled. Illya glanced around—had something changed? Or had nothing changed at all?

"Um... Rin-nee?"

Suddenly, she was yanked forward by the collar. The seemingly frail "Rin" displayed surprising strength, pulling Illya close and pointing ahead.

"Get ready to fight, little girl. No time for explanations now."

Hiding shamelessly behind an elementary schooler, "Rin" grinned like a fox.

"You've got the best wand in the village. You've become the magical girl you always dreamed of. Now, go complete your tutorial quest—defeat the Class Card Servant. Don't worry, it's easy~~"

"Eh?! Wha—?!"

Before Illya could process anything, dark mist surged from the horizon, blotting out the sky before coalescing into a monstrous figure.

A pale, vampiric creature with blood-red eyes bound to its forehead descended from the shadows.

"NO ONE TOLD ME I HAD TO FIGHT!!!"

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