Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover

If this impact had collided with an unprepared human body, even the sound of flesh being crushed would have been drowned out by the thunderous roar.

Thus, the source of such a massive sound wasn't a soft object hitting a hard one, but rather a violent clash between two forces!

What could withstand such a forceful charge from a battle chariot?

The answer was another servant's attack: Miyu's!

"Fire!"

Channeling all of her magical energy for maximum output, a powerful light cannon erupted from her sapphire wand. Supported by Miyu's exceptionally skilled magical circuits, the attack clashed with the mighty Chariot of God, forcing a brief stalemate before the light cannon dispersed and stopped Iskander's charge.

Gripping the reins, Iskander exclaimed in awe.

"So this is Caster's power? I never would have guessed that such a cool and calm little girl could be so wild!"

"You shouldn't use 'wild' to describe a girl, especially someone as cute as Miyu."

After his alliance request was rejected, Sakatsuki no longer felt the need to pretend to be submissive. He mounted the Kawasaki Ninja H2R and responded with a laugh.

"Oh? So you're leaving, huh? The magus named Sakatsuki?"

From his battle chariot, Iskander raised a thick red eyebrow, taunting.

"Are you going to shrink back like a rat now and fear the might of my army?"

"Fire!"

Without hesitation, Miyu fired magic projectiles shaped like shotgun pellets, which flew from all directions toward Iskander, forcing him to jerk the reins and evade. Though the attack was harmless to a servant, it would still have been devastating to the master.

Taking advantage of the moment, Sakatsuki didn't flee immediately but rather raised his left hand as if to respond to Iskander's words.

"Though attacking now will only benefit the other masters, since you, the King of Conquerors, have spoken, I must at least return the favour—Exchange! Space!"

"He's using magecraft!"

Waver, suppressing his nausea, stared at Sakatsuki's movements. Moments later, his face shifted.

"How could this be? Why haven't I seen such a method of casting magic at the Clock Tower?"

"Don't just stand there, kid!"

Rider swiped his sword to knock away several of the incoming magic projectiles, his expression grim as he steered the chariot through the hail of attacks.

"Anything can happen on the battlefield. Rather than wasting time being shocked, you should focus on how to deal with this!"

Thanks to Rider's prompt, Waver snapped back to reality, but the perilous situation triggered a new wave of shock. Countless deadly magic spheres, like phantoms, followed closely behind the Chariot of God. Some were destroyed by the unleashed lightning, but others quickly replenished the attack, relentlessly chasing them down.

But that wasn't the only oddity—those magic spheres that had already moved past the chariot reappeared after passing through a diamond-shaped portal, even breaking through the lightning defence, heading straight toward Waver!

"That guy must be behind this!"

After narrowly dodging another magic ball, Waver turned to glare at Sakatsuki, who was holding his left hand aloft.

"He's directly attacking the master—how despicable!"

"You shouldn't say that, kid."

The rebuttal came from Rider, not missing the chance to jab at Waver.

"Victory should be pursued by any means necessary. You're at fault for being too weak, or rather, for us not being cautious enough, allowing the enemy to find our weakness first."

"Rider! You jerk!"

Normally, Waver would have been infuriated by his servant's words, but the looming threat of death and the crushing pressure of the situation forced him to focus. He gritted his teeth and gave the first command as a master.

"Release full power, suppress this space, Rider!"

"Are you sure? That would put a lot of strain on you."

Iskander shot Weber a sideways glance, a note of scepticism in his voice.

Waver Velvet, a student from the Clock Tower, came from a third-generation magical family. He was frequently looked down upon by other families and mentors. Discontent with his mentor, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald, Waver stole a relic of his mentor's servant to participate in the Holy Grail War. It's worth noting that Waver's magical circuits are of average quality.

If Rider were to fully unleash his Noble Phantasm, Waver's meagre magical power would be drained quickly. Once that happened, it would be hard to deal with Caster's attacks.

"Don't give me that nonsense! Do you think just dragging this out will help you? My magic is running out!"

Usually, Waver would have exploded in anger, but given the current situation, he had no time for childish tantrums. He glared at Rider before issuing the command again.

"Aim at Caster and unleash the Noble Phantasm, hurry!"

"Alright, if you say so, kid!"

Without hesitation, Rider fully unleashed the Chariot's power.

"Lightning is at the other end of the world—conquer!"

Lightning crackled, thunder roared, and the massive divine bulls bellowed violently as thick lightning bolts like pillars of destruction rained down, devastating everything in their path. With a final roar, the chariot surged forward, aiming straight for the violet-haired girl.

"Ah, my space exchange has been cracked."

Just before the Chariot of God could reach her, Sakatsuki withdrew his left hand. With a smirk, he snapped his fingers again, and together with Miyu and his motorcycle, they appeared at the other end.

Boom!

Rider's attack predictably missed, and the aftershocks were absorbed by the earth, kicking up several meters of dirt before being shaken away by the lightning. Rider's sharp gaze pierced through the smoke, focused intently on Sakatsuki and Miyu.

"Cough, cough..."

The flying dust choked Waver, who coughed violently. However, his eyes remained defiant as he spoke.

"You attacked using Caster, then guided the trajectory of the attack using your magic, essentially turning it into a form of reconnaissance. I never expected you to come up with such a strategy so quickly."

"Just a tactical advantage."

Sakatsuki replied, a smile on his face as he held Miyu's hand.

"I didn't expect you to realize so quickly that you could use your servant's strength to disrupt my magic guidance. The quest ends here."

Upon hearing this, Waver instinctively clenched his right hand, the three lines on his palm faintly glowing.

"Come on, let's see this through..."

"The beautiful night is always so short, let's happily say goodbye now!"

Before Waver could finish his threat, Sakatsuki had already mounted his bike, revving the engine and smoothly driving off.

"We'll meet again next time, King of Conquerors, Iskander, and Queen!"

"Huh?"

Waver had already prepared to use a command seal, but Sakatsuki was already on his way out.

"You're really leaving like this? Coward! Also, what's this about a queen?!"

A large hand clapped on his shoulder, causing Waver to stumble. Rider, looking cheerful as ever despite his magic running dry, laughed heartily.

"Isn't this great, kid? If we kept fighting, it'd have been a life-or-death struggle!"

Before Waver could retort, the red-haired giant continued, his voice booming,

"This was a good decision, I must say, I'm starting to respect you, kid!"

"Well, you don't have to say that!"

Waver snorted, slightly embarrassed, and turned away.

"Anyway, hurry up and rest, idiot!"

Moments later, the Chariot of God set off once more, racing toward the horizon and disappearing into the wreckage of the forest.

Not long after Rider's group left, a shadow appeared in the thicket, searching fruitlessly for a while before vanishing with a swirl of their cloak.