Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover-Chapter 182: [] Ora!

During the Banquet of Kings, he had attempted to glimpse the future, but his vision had been disrupted, leaving him with only fragmented possibilities.

He knew that Sakatsuki, in addition to possessing Caster, had secretly recruited Assassin. However, this information had come too late, and he didn't believe that a mere Assassin could pose any threat to him.

He knew that Kirei Kotomine would eventually awaken to his true nature and betray his mentor, which was why he had specifically gone to the prison. However, he hadn't expected the foolish priest to meet his end so easily while he was drinking with the Conqueror.

He knew that the essence of the Greater Grail had been corrupted, and Saber's wish would inevitably be in vain. He wasn't sure if Sakatsuki had revealed this to her, but it was clear that Saber had already allied with that "chef" and was waiting for him at Ryudou Temple.

In other words, Gilgamesh, now without a Master, would have to face a gauntlet—or even from all sides—of three, no, four Servants.

"Hahaha, I see now. So, it is I who am the clown performing for the audience's amusement!"

A fierce smile spread across his face as Gilgamesh gripped the Sword of Rupture, his crimson eyes burning like flames. He took the final step onto the last stair.

"Very well, then. Let me tear this meticulously orchestrated play to shreds!"

As he looked toward the open courtyard of Ryudou Temple, the golden-haired, blue-eyed King of Knights stood ready, her sword in hand.

"Come, King of Heroes. Your opponent is me."

***

Aside from Archer, another man had secretly infiltrated the depths of Mount Enzo during the day. After spending several hours dismantling the barriers, he finally broke into the inner sanctum of Ryudou Temple.

Dressed in a black coat, Kiritsugu Emiya moved through the temple like a panther, silently searching for traces of his wife and aide.

Finally, after turning a corner, he heard the voice of his beloved wife.

"Is it time now, Sakatsuki?"

"Wait a little longer. This is my first time doing something like this. Let me prepare a bit more."

"It's alright, little Sakatsuki. Time is running out. Please, do as you will with me... but be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."

Listening to the conversation between Irisviel and Sakatsuki, Kiritsugu's expression hardened.

Though his rational mind told him that his beloved wife would never betray him, his male instincts couldn't help but wander.

Especially when he heard Maiya's words, Kiritsugu's stoic face finally cracked.

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"Don't worry, Madam. I'm sure Kiritsugu won't mind this."

Won't mind?

If it really is what I'm thinking, even I wouldn't be able to not mind!

Bang!

The door was kicked open violently as Kiritsugu stormed in, his face cold. Three pairs of eyes turned to him—surprise, calmness, and amusement—but none of them showed any guilt or shock.

"Kiritsugu, you're here!"

In the center of the magic circle, Irisviel, her form slightly translucent, waved excitedly. Beside her lay a beautiful woman with white hair and red eyes, the pinnacle of the Einzbern's alchemy, her abdomen slightly bulging with the shape of the Lesser Grail.

That was also Irisviel—the vessel of the Lesser Grail who was supposed to sacrifice herself for the greater good in this Holy Grail War.

So now... there were two Irisviels?

Which one is my wife?

Before Kiritsugu could process this, a sudden gust of chilling wind swept up behind him.

"ORA!"

A simple yet brutal side kick landed squarely on Kiritsugu's backside. The man in the black coat didn't even have time to make a sound before he tumbled headfirst into a diamond-shaped void, disappearing without a trace.

Under the stunned gazes of the two women, Sakatsuki slowly retracted his leg, looking refreshed.

"As long as he's not near the Greater Grail, his guard drops. Plus, the allure of double the wives was too much. This was the perfect way to toss Kiritsugu into the Greater Grail... Heh, as expected of me."

"Sakatsuki!"

Irisviel finally snapped out of her shock and scolded him.

"That was too mean!"

"Can't be helped. Kiritsugu won't learn until he hits rock bottom. This straightforward method suits him best. Whether he can be saved after this is up to you two."

Sakatsuki clapped his hands, a mischievous grin on his face.

"You wouldn't want Kiritsugu to come back crying, would you, Madam~?"

"I... I understand!"

Irisviel closed her eyes and steeled herself.

"Let's continue transferring my soul. Just be gentle, okay?"

"Sure, sure. I'll make sure you're comfortable."

Sakatsuki replied, then turned his attention back to the delicate work of soul transfer.

To free Irisviel from the fate of being the Lesser Grail, the only way was to rely on the legendary Third Magic.

And coincidentally, Sakatsuki's mastery of the Third Magic had improved in recent days.

The puppet body crafted by Aozaki Touko, modeled after the Einzbern's techniques, was now complete. All Sakatsuki had to do was transfer the soul—once successful, it would mean both Illyaviel and Irisviel could be reborn.

"Take this. It's my final compensation."

Sakatsuki murmured to himself.

***

As for Kiritsugu, after being kicked into the Greater Grail by Sakatsuki, the black mud of All the World's Evils eagerly embraced him.

In his blurred consciousness, amidst shifting visions, he saw a dream.

"I knew you would come. I believed you could reach here."

A familiar voice spoke.

"Iri..."

Kiritsugu murmured.

Yes, standing before him was a third Irisviel, dressed in a black gown.

His beloved wife stood by his side, her gentle, loving smile warming him as she leaned against him.

"You finally came for me, Kiritsugu."

She said. Her face filled him with nostalgia and affection, but something felt off.

Was it the black dress he had never seen her wear before? That was part of it, but Kiritsugu felt like he was missing something more important.

As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Kiritsugu blinked and instinctively looked down—

"Ah..."

He let out a sigh.

Beneath his feet was a mountain of corpses.

***

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