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  "Roy-onii-, who is she?" Sakura asked as Roy ehe living room with Medea.

  Roy noticed that Sakura hadn't goo bed yet and was waiting for him.

  "Master, who is she?" Medea asked, her expression turning serious as she sensed another Master and Servant.

  Roy chuckled awkwardly—caught red-handed.

  "Sakura, this is..."

  "I'm Master's Servant—and also his wife," Medea decred, interrupting Roy.

  Sakura was stunned. "Wife? How—?"

  "Ahem..." Roy coughed, surprised by Medea's introdu, though he didly disagree with it.

  But he o clear things up.

  "This is Medea, a Servant I just rescued. Medea, this is Sakura, my little sister. You two should get along," Roy expined.

  "Oh, so she's your little sister," Medea said with a smirk.

  Sakura, feeling a bit threatened, retorted, "Even a little sister marry Roy-onii-!"

  The twred at each other.

  Roy sighed. As long as they didn't start fighting, he would let them be.

  But then, they started arguing about who would sleep with Roy that night.

  Sakura wao sleep with him, of course, but Medea wasn't going to give up her spot so easily.

  In the end, Roy had no choice but to take them both to bed.

  ...

  The m, Roy was focused on a particur location — or rather, a particur person.

  Shirou Emiya.

  Acc to the timelionight was when Rin's Servant, Ishtar, would battle Kirei Kotomine's Servant—Lancer.

  And Shirou would likely get caught in the crossfire and be killed. Without Saber's scabbard, he wouldn't survive.

  Roy didn't care about Shirou's life.

  He was ied in Shirou's qualifications as a Master.

  Only those with and Spells could summon Servants, and Saber's scabbard, which taihe and Spells, was currently inside Irisviel.

  It was time to deliver it to Shirou.

  Once Saber was summoned—he would find a way to "persuade" her to join his side.

  With that in mind, Roy put his pn into a.

  He first retrieved the scabbard from Irisviel, theo Shirou's school and imp within him.

  ...

  That night, as expected, Ishtar and Lancer cshed.

  Despite her reputation as a "useless goddess," Ishtar was still a powerful Servant, and her fighting style was impressive.

  She was evenly matched with Lancer.

  Roy watched the battle with amusement, then noticed Shirou approag.

  Lancer also spotted Shirou—an ordinary human.

  Acc to the rules of the Holy Grail War, any human who withe battle had to be eliminated.

  Rin agreed with this rule, so despite being Shirou's cssmate, she didn't stop Lancer.

  Lancer abandoned his fight with Ishtar and turned his attention to Shirou.

  Rin took this opportunity to escape. She wasn't eager to fight other Servants so early in the war.

  Shirou—couldn't escape Lancer's pursuit.

  He was killed.

  But thanks to Saber's scabbard, he didn't die.

  and Spells appeared on his arm.

  This was Roy's cue.

  He appeared beside Shirou's unscious body and cast a healing spell.

  He also erased Shirou's memories of the enter.

  Theransferred the and Spells from Shirou's arm to his own.

  Now, he was qualified to participate in the Holy Grail War. And most importantly, he could summon Saber.

  He had been waiting for this moment.

  He went to an open field and began the summoning ritual.

  "Let silver and steel be the essence."

  "Let stone and the archduke of tracts be the foundation."

  "Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall."

  "Let the four cardinal gates close."

  "Let the three-forked road from the reag unto the Kingdom rotate."

  "Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill!"

  "Repeat five times. But when filled, destroy."

  "I announce!"

  "Your self is under me, my fate is in your sword."

  "In accordah the Holy Grail, if you ao this will and this truth, then answer!"

  "Here is my oath."

  "I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven."

  "I shall have dominion over all evils of all Hell."

  "Thou, seven heavens the three great words of power, e forth from the ring of restraint, protector of the holy bance!"

  As he ted, a magic circle appeared.

  A dignified figure emerged from the circle.

  "I ask of you. Are you my Master?"

  It was Artoria Pendragon—the King of Knights.

  She was also known as Saber, the pirl of the Fate series, and various other niames.

  Artoria had fair skin, flowing golden hair, emerald green eyes, and a beautiful face.

  She etite, her growth stunted after drawing the sword from the sto the age of fifteen.

  She looked like a noble dy from a medieval European court.

  With her hair up, she appeared elegant and refined. With her hair down, she seemed gentle and sweet.

  She had a distinctive ahoge, a cowlick that symbolized her royal authority. No one was allowed to touch it.

  It was said that if someone held her ahoge, she would go berserk.

  Roy was tempted to try it, but he decided against it.

  Who knew what a berserk Artoria would do?

  ...

  Roy looked at the majestic Artoria and nodded with a smile.

  "Yes, I am your Owner!" he decred.

  "???" Artoria tilted her head in fusion.

  'Ahem, as a Saber fan and her Master, it's okay for me to call myself her "Owner," right?' Roy thought.

  "Saber, responding to your summons. From this day forward, my sword shall be with you, and your fate shall be with me. Thus, the tract is plete," Artoria decred. "Master, what are your orders?"

  "Well—nothing for now," Roy replied, a bit embarrassed by her serious demeanor.

  Just then, a figure appeared nearby.

  It was Lancer—Cu n.

  He must have sehat Shirou wasn't dead aurned.

  "Master, be careful!" Artoria instantly moved to protect Roy.

  "Oh, is this your newly summoned Servant?" Lancer asked, looking at Artoria with i and a hint of battle lust.

  He was ahat his previous fight with Ishtar had been interrupted.

  "I wouldn't mind a fight, but you know the rules of the Holy Grail War, right? That ordinary humahere saw our battle. We have to eliminate him," Lancer said, pointing at Shirou, who was still unscious despite being healed.

  Art Shirou. She uood the rules, but she would follow Roy's lead.

  She looked at Roy expetly.

  "Well, I've already erased his memories of tonight's events, so there's o kill him," Roy expined.

  He didn't dislike Shirou. And he had taken his and Spells.

  Perhaps not having the and Spells was a blessing in disguise for Shirou.

  After all, the path of a Master was filled with burdens.

  Roy suddenly wondered why Rin's Servant was Ishtar and not EMIYA.

  Perhaps it was because he had taken Shirou's and Spells.

  Without the and Spells, EMIYA wouldn't have been summoned.

  Artoria and Lancer didn't question his decision.

  "Lancer, would you like to have a battle here?" Artoria asked, her fighting spirit rising.

  "Indeed!" Lancer replied eagerly.

  ...

  As the two Servants prepared to fight, Roy casually took out a bag of sunflower seeds and started snag on them.

  The sound of crag seeds caught their attention.

  "Um—don't mind me. tinue yht," Roy said with a wave of his hand, tinuing to mun his seeds.

  "Hahaha, your Master is quite iing, Saber. And brave. Unlike my Master, who's a cowardly, cautious man," Lancer ughed.

  To casually eat snacks while two powerful Servants were about to csh was certainly not something a coward would do.

  After all, it was dangerous for a Master to be heir Servant during a battle.

  Lancer despised his Master for his cowardice.

  "Master, please step back—I don't want you to get hurt," Artoria urged. She felt that her Master was a bit unreliable.

  But she was also amazed by the sheer amount of magical energy he roviding her.

  It was like an endless o of magical energy.

  She felt like she could unleash Excalibur multiple times without running out of mana.

  "Don't worry about me. Just start fighting!" Roy said with a shrug.

  "Haha, Saber, let's begin! Don't worry, I won't attaaster," Lancer assured her.

  Artoria nodded, no longer ed about Roy's safety.

  She charged towards Lancer—her invisible sword materialized in her hand.

  g! g! g!

  They cshed in a flurry of blows.

  Sparks flew as their ons collided.

  Their movements were incredibly fast, the sounds of their ing out tinuously.

  Roy watched Artoria's graceful fighting style with admiration.

  It was no wonder so many people loved Artoria.

  Her every move was captivating and awe-inspiring.

  Lancer, under Artoria's relentless assault, gradually fell into a defensive position.

  This wasn't the Artoria from the inal story, who often ran out of mana.

  With Roy's support, she could fight at her full potential.

  She could even spam Excalibur if she wao.

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