Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover

Emiya Kiritsugu's strategy was actually quite simple.

As the only Master who understood the power of Origin Bullets, there was no way Sakatsuki would allow him to attack the Servant of the "Caster" class. Given his physical abilities that rivalled those of a Heroic Spirit, it was inevitable that he would shield the little girl from the bullet.

All Kiritsugu had to do was use this predetermined future to deal a significant blow to Sakatsuki's group.

By using sniper bullets with the same calibre as the Origin Bullets as a decoy, he could force Sakatsuki to raise his defences. From his attitude toward Caster, it was clear that Sakatsuki wouldn't use magic to escape on his own. Based on Kiritsugu's observations, Sakatsuki's defensive techniques were usually unidirectional, meaning that no matter how strong they were, they couldn't block an attack from a different direction.

Servants could become spiritual bodies, but Masters couldn't.

The real assassination opportunity was left to his other half—Maiya Hisau.

With her marksmanship, by the time Sakatsuki realized what was happening, the bullet would have already pierced his unguarded head.

Just as Kiritsugu predicted, the moment he issued his command, gunfire rang out from Maiya's location.

However, his expression instantly changed.

This was supposed to be an assassination, not a chaotic shootout!

The gunfire that dense could only mean one thing—Maiya had encountered trouble and was engaged in combat with someone!

Flicking his coat aside, Kiritsugu was about to rush to her aid when the wall beside him suddenly exploded, the shockwave throwing him backwards.

Quickly getting up, he found himself facing Sakatsuki wielding dual blades, his expression unfriendly.

"You really are something, Kiritsugu. I almost lost my life there."

Sakatsuki muttered.

Though he was slow to realize it, once he sensed Kiritsugu's plan, Sakatsuki had already prepared himself to take serious injuries. But since Maiya's attack never came, he breathed a sigh of relief and understood that, just like in the original timeline, Kirei Kotomine must have appeared and stalled Maiya.

If not for the interference of a third party, he would have been the one lying on the ground.

Now that he no longer had to worry about other threats, Sakatsuki immediately ordered Miyu to spirit form and then charged at Kiritsugu with his blades, aiming to slice him into pieces.

Let's be clear once again—he, Sakatsuki, had merely inherited the memories of Hero Emiya!

Even if those memories carried some emotional ties, they were not a reason for him to allow Kiritsugu to do as he pleased. Especially not when Kiritsugu had nearly cost him his life this time.

Ruining his plans—Preventing Sakatsuki from obtaining the Holy Grail—Stopping him from saving his fading body—Holding murderous intent toward him—Die!

Not to mention that Kiritsugu had also targeted his dearest, most adorable, and most well-behaved Imouto (little sister).

A heretic within the family!

The black-and-white twin swords, Kanshou and Bakuya, slashed mercilessly toward Kiritsugu's arms—only to be blocked by an invisible sword.

"Apologies, Sakatsuki. I can't let you harm my Master."

Saber declared, her golden hair flowing, her noble and beautiful face bathed in moonlight.

As Kiritsugu quickly retreated, Sakatsuki's golden eyes turned cold. He also stepped back, causing his twin swords to vanish while a black iron bow appeared in his hands.

He notched an arrow—no, a sword—onto the bowstring.

Murderous intent turned into whispered words as Sakatsuki's voice dropped to a chilling tone.

"Pseudo Spiral Sword—Caladbolg II."

Since Irisviel was the Lesser Grail and had a good relationship with him, Sakatsuki wouldn't harm her. But Kiritsugu was a different story—

As a filial son, disassembling his father's limbs and making him spend his later years in a wheelchair, preventing him from indulging in unrealistic world-saving fantasies, while also ensuring he received the utmost care from his wife—wouldn't that be a great idea?

A storm of magical energy condensed into a single point. Beneath the momentary silence lay an undeniable killing intent.

Not only Kiritsugu, but even Saber's expression changed, her gaze filled with unease and urgency.

"This is dangerous! Irisviel, get back!"

Irisviel? Wife?

Sakatsuki's hand hesitated for a fraction of a second.

She was here too?

Was this why Kiritsugu had reacted so quickly to his plan?

Unaware that his own food photos had indirectly led to this situation, Sakatsuki watched Kiritsugu's trench coat disappear around the corner. Clicking his tongue in frustration, he withdrew a portion of his magical energy and released the spiralling arrow.

"Broken Phantasm!"

Just like the Hyatt Hotel before, a nearby office building groaned as it began to collapse.

The shattered mystery engulfed every corner of reality, leaving only a swirling blue tempest stubbornly protecting a small area from destruction.

As the two buildings completely crumbled into history, Sakatsuki lowered his bow and stood silently.

In front of him, a blonde knight wielding a golden sword panted heavily, with a guilty-looking Irisviel behind her.

As for Kiritsugu, he was already long gone.

Once her breathing steadied, Saber, whose sword was now fully revealed, scolded angrily.

"Do you have any idea how dangerous that was, Sakatsuki? Irisviel was nearly caught in the blast!"

Sakatsuki tilted his head slightly, then sneered coldly.

"Oh, what a coincidence. I also nearly got my head blown off just now."

He didn't bother showing his wounded hand, but Saber still noticed the horrifying injury, her teal eyes trembling slightly.

"Sakatsuki, you…"

"There's no need for extra words, King of Knights."

At some point, Sakatsuki's expression had become eerily calm, as if he had never once healed Saber's wounds before. Raising his twin blades once more, he declared.

"Kiritsugu really gave me a reminder—this is war. I need to take back some of my naïve thoughts. Things won't always go according to my plans."

There was no anger in his voice. Just as he saw it, emotions like rage, shock, and sorrow were merely reminders—reminders of his shortcomings. And once reminded, he had to correct those mistakes.

Just like tonight's battle—if he hadn't let his guard down and had continued monitoring the movements of the other Masters, this crisis wouldn't have happened.

"Still, even if I rationally understand my mistakes, the frustration in my heart won't disappear so easily."

Sakatsuki's battle attire fluttered as he pointed his blade at Saber, a smirk playing on his lips.

"You wanted to hold me back, didn't you? Well, I just so happen to need to vent a little. What do you say, Saber? Shall we have a match?"

"Phew…"

Saber exhaled softly, discreetly pushing the still-dazed Irisviel to a safer distance before raising her radiant golden sword.

"Gladly."

The next moment, the two figures clashed in an intense battle!

***

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

A steel framework loomed over the city. Once completed, this structure would become the 38th floor of the Fuyuki Central Tower.

The construction is only halfway done, and exterior installations have yet to begin. This future landmark of Fuyuki still has its steel and concrete exposed, left to withstand the chilly night breeze.

At the same time, this was also where Hisau Maiya had taken her position.

"I didn't expect you to blow up an entire building. Such ruthless methods are very unlike a typical Magus… or should I say, he's someone who specializes in targeting a Magus's weaknesses?"

A deep, cold male voice echoed through the unfinished floor, signalling the arrival of an uninvited guest. Maiya gripped her handgun tightly, warily staring at the robed man before her, instinctively uttering his name.

"Kirei… Kotomine…"

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