Saberfes!

Chapter 192

The starry night sky was already turning pale over Fuyuki when Rin reached the mansion's gate, the moon swallowed by sky blue. The first rays of sunlight hit her back as she stood at the front gates of the mansion. Raising a her hand, she made a finger gun and formed a ball of darkness at the tip of her index finger.

*Whap*

Like a flare, it was aimed at the sky and fired, a distinct red halo surrounding it as it traveled up until it dissipated, as small as a tennis ball in Rin's eye when it disappeared.

After a few moments, the opulent doors swung inwards until it was just wide enough for a single person to squeeze through.

A single maid stood at the doorway, hands folded in front as she stared at Rin and Archer emotionlessly, a lock of white hair on each side of her face trembling slightly in the breeze.

"Are you a Master from the Clock Tower?"

Her voice slipped out, as cool as the marble floor she stood on.

"I'm from the Clock Tower, but I'm allied with them. My name is Tohsaka Rin, the Second Owner of this land."

The maid tilted her head, her eyes remaining locked on the visitors, and then she stepped to the side.

"The mistress bids you welcome. Please enter."

With those words, the doorway widened as the doors swung all the way open, revealing the polished marbled and golden lights, though Archer's eyes could spot a quite a few hairline cracks, as well as thin layers of dust from last night that had escaped Illya and the maids attention.

"My name is Sella. Allow me to guide you to mistress Illya."

She swiftly turned on her heels, her black flats clicking against the marble as she went up the stairs and through the doors at the top that led to the rest of the mansion. When she turned to Archer, he simply shook his head, detecting no traps. Rin turned back to the maid and followed, her twintails bouncing as she ascended the steps.

As they passed through the manor, she could feel the presence of magical detection systems, but nothing beyond that. There weren't any of the typical traps and guardians that inhabited the workshops of a magus. The maid in front of her wasn't your run of the mill homunculus, but given that the Einzbern were renowned as the finest homunculi magi in the world, she had expected something more impressive.

The lack of danger only made her more tense, and she raised her guard a step further, keeping her Circuits hot and her eyes vigilant.

The maid stopped at one of the many intricate doors lining the wide hallways, gently knocking on the smooth white panels adorning the surface.

"The guest has arrived, Mistress."

When no response was forthcoming, the maid knocked again.

"Mistress Illya?"

After a few more moments, still nothing.

At this point, Rin was losing her patience, the lack of sleep driving up her crankiness, and before the maid could apologize, she was already pushing open the door with her hands, neon green grids running down her legs and arms as she easily forced them open, a bang resounding in the hallway.

*ahn~*

Her voice caught in her throat as she registered the sight of a half unclothed Shirou, pants in a suspiciously disheveled state as he lay on the bed, hundreds of strands of silver running up and down his body. His moan died out midway as he caught sight of Rin, the two of them with gaping mouths like a fish as they stared at each other.