Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover

[014: Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (Lancer)]

[Character Information: A famous hero from Celtic mythology, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, First Spear of the Knights of Fianna. His tragic life began when his comrade Fionn married Gráinne, daughter of King Cormac.]

[Hidden Information: Locked.]

[Record Conditions (1/2)]:

[•Gain Diarmuid's approval. (Completed)]

[•Defeat/Kill Diarmuid. (Incomplete)]

[Condition 1 Reward: Agility Parameter slightly increased.]

While the agility parameter didn't level up, the improvement in reaction and movement speed was noticeable, roughly adding one point to the stat if we had to quantify it.

With his gaze returning to the screen, Sakatsuki reached into the imaginary number space and pulled out several steaming, fragrant dishes.

Inside the Hyatt Hotel's first floor, the crowd that had been subtly manipulated by magecraft hurriedly exited, while the three inside the reception area were shielded by a barrier, as though rocks standing firm amidst a torrent.

The Fianna warrior and the magical girl sat across from each other, and the dinner spread before them continued to grow.

Teriyaki chicken rice, spring sushi, stir-fried eggs with silverfish, seaweed miso soup, and tinfoil-baked salmon.

Dutch pancakes, fries with white wine soup, smoked pork with potatoes, cheese fondue, Spanish paella, fava bean cream salad, French-style pan-seared foie gras…

For some reason, there were far more Western dishes than Japanese ones, at least enough to satisfy two Servants. What appeared to be a culinary masterpiece requiring the cooperation of several chefs was actually all prepared by the same person.

"In this regard, magic is great. Even after a few hours, the dishes still taste as fresh as ever."

Sakatsuki said, clapping his hands as the last dish arrived.

"Alright, Miyu, eat up! This was prepared specially by your big brother! Lancer, don't hold back either, taste my cooking! It took me the whole morning to prepare this!"

"Mm..."

Miyu replied calmly, but her eyes were already narrowed into crescents as she took her first bite.

"Itadakimasu."

Meanwhile, Lancer, who had only reluctantly sat down after being coaxed by Sakatsuki, put down his knife and fork with an amused expression.

"I say, Master Sakatsuki..."

"Just call me Sakatsuki, Diarmuid."

"Fine, Sakatsuki."

The handsome man coughed lightly.

"Still, I'm technically an enemy Servant to you. Even if we haven't fought, we shouldn't be sitting at the same table, should we?"

Implying: Aren't you afraid I might stab your Caster with a spear?

In response, Sakatsuki smiled and stood behind Miyu, pinching her cute chubby cheek.

"But the thing is, can you really bring yourself to kill a cute girl who holds no ill will against you? Lancer, wouldn't your chivalry cry at such an act?"

"Ugh..."

Diarmuid fell silent because in his era, protecting women and children was a knight's duty. It was hard for him to bring himself to hurt a little girl.

"Besides, Kayneth only asked you to stay downstairs and fend off the enemy. He didn't say you had to defeat my Servant, right?"

Sakatsuki continued nonchalantly.

"I'll leave Miyu behind and challenge Kayneth's magic workshop alone. There's no need for a battle between us. Surely, the Fianna knights' 'Radiant Beauty' is not just a bunch of simpletons obsessed with fighting?"

"Of course not."

Diarmuid replied instinctively but finally sighed. Sitting down to eat with an enemy Servant—this was too strange. With a resigned expression, he cut a piece of foie gras and tasted it.

His eyes widened.

Even as a Servant, he could still appreciate the exquisite texture that melted instantly, the light fragrance akin to fine wine—a taste he had never experienced before, in either life.

Glancing up, he saw the little girl across from him enjoying the food with her eyes closed. Diarmuid finally understood why she hadn't spoken—she was savouring her meal to the fullest.

Wait a second... was there a flower blooming around Caster? Why is the background so warm now? This is Fate/Zero, right?!

Diarmuid stared at Miyu for a while, then gave up thinking and continued to eat.

Delicious!

The two Servants were enjoying their meal, and Sakatsuki himself leisurely sipped some orange juice while secretly taking out his phone. He snapped a picture of Diarmuid and Miyu immersed in the food, along with the spread of dishes, and glanced at the time.

It was 11 PM, the time when night owls were most hungry.

Grinning maliciously, Sakatsuki typed away at lightning speed. Then, realizing something, he put his phone down and used magic instead.

The 90s phone's image quality was poor, but magic could capture every detail of the scene.

With a lock on their presence, a magical pathway was established, and the scene was sent away in four streams of light, each heading to a different place.

***

A national highway stretched westward from Fuyuki City, winding through an undeveloped, dense forest. The two-lane road was mostly dark and empty, its stillness untouched by passing cars.

Suddenly, a silver-white beast cut through the stillness of the night, speeding forward.

It was a 300SL Coupe Mercedes-Benz. The classic, graceful lines were like a noble lady, while the roar of the straight-six engine was like a wild beast.

Driving this high-class, classic car at a dangerous speed of over 100 km/h was, of course, the elegant and gentle Irisviel!

To be fair, driving 100 km/h on a national road wasn't that fast, but the road was winding and had a cliff on one side. Driving at this speed around bends would require either an expert driver or a reckless maniac.

Thus, after Kiritsugu and Sakatsuki, it was now Saber's turn to experience Irisviel's terrifying driving skills.

"You see, this car is fast, right?"

Irisviel said, a satisfied smile on her face as she gripped the wheel.

"Y-Yes."

Saber said from the passenger seat, cold sweat trickling down his face, feeling more pressure than facing both Lancer and Berserker's combined assault.

"Right? Don't be fooled by my looks; I've been practising hard."

Irisviel said, shifting gears with a simple flick of her hand. It seemed her skills had improved significantly since her race against Sakatsuki.

"Wait a minute, Irisviel. Haven't you been driving on the left side of the road this entire time?"

"Ah, I have?"

Irisviel smiled, as if it was no big deal, and immediately swerved the car into another lane.

Just then, a stream of light mixed with magical energy flew toward them, and Irisviel quickly slammed on the brakes, stopping just in front of the magical orb.

"This... is it Sakatsuki's?"

The magical orb expanded, revealing the scene of Diarmuid and Miyu enjoying their meal.

The lavish array of dishes immediately caught the attention of the two women.

"Could it be...?"

Saber swallowed nervously.

"The Hyatt Hotel?

"No, this seems to be something Sakatsuki made himself. I had the pleasure of eating his cooking in Winter City with Illya."

Irisviel said, cupping her face in a dazed, blissful expression.

"But I've never seen so many exquisite dishes before."

"Ugh, what a sneaky trick!"

Saber's hair stood on end, then quickly drooped in defeat.

"How could I have missed such a magnificent feast?!"

The cries of the once-proud King of Knights echoed through the empty hallway.

Perhaps it was also the hungry sounds of someone ashamed?

Finally, with her emerald eyes now steely, Saber made a momentous decision.

"That's it! As Saber, I'll go and defeat the traitor! I cannot let those delicious dishes fall into enemy hands!"

Fueled by the irresistible temptation of food, the petite figure of the girl unleashed an overwhelming burst of action, taking Irisviel's place behind the wheel, shifting gears, and slamming on the accelerator!

"Wait, Saber! Kiritsugu said—AHHHHH!"

The Mercedes-Benz roared as it swerved, its direction now set for the Hyatt Hotel, faster than ever.

"Forget Kiritsugu! Forward, Don Stallion!"

Lured by the temptation of gourmet food, Artoria, unaware that she was showing signs of her Alter side, slammed on the accelerator. Amid Irisviel's excited shouts, the Mercedes-Benz sped off, racing towards the Hyatt Hotel!

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