Grand Foreigner (Chapters 1- 200)

Chapter 122

Arthuria glanced at her opponent.

Her way of dress suggested that the Servant was of an oriental origin - however, this fact was not a very significant clue in identifying the Servant's identity. Servants were figures very capable of being mutable under the influence of their legends, the perception of their actions, and even the influence of time itself. Therefore, while it was possible that the girl opposite Arthuria was a Servant with oriental legend behind her. It was also equally likely that she was a Servant from a legend who, for some reason, had adopted oriental vestments.

However, Arthuria's original conjecture that the Servant in front of her was of oriental descent was most likely true when taking into account her other features.

Before Arthuria can ruminate further about the identity of her enemy, her Instinct blared a warning to Arthuria. Arthuria hastily leaped away from her perch on the roofs before a blinding beam of light struck down from the heavens upon her previous position. The beam of light melted through the building, from the roof down to the very base of the building. A sizable hole of melted slag was all that remained of what the beam of light touched.

Instantly assessing the situation, Arthuria came to the conclusion that fighting on the same elevation with the enemy would reduce the number of unwanted deaths and destruction. In one movement she leapt from the roofs and unto the paved roads of London. At least she could now be certain that she's facing either a Caster or an Archer class Servant.

An instant later, the London pavement cracked as Arthuria landed. In front of her a Servant poised to strike.

"I'm really sorry. But as a Servant, I'm afraid I will have to fight you ~ mikon..." The fox girl complained, but Arthuria was not interested in indulging the enemy's whims.

Fox ears, her seeming connection with the sun, her capability as a spellcaster, and her Oriental robes... Well Arthuria is quite certain of who she is facing right now.

Barely an instant later, Arthuria, not bothering to listen to the Servant talking in front of her, rushed forward. She covers the distance separating the both of them in a second.

"Hey, that is very impolite ~ mikon!" The Servant, who is most likely Caster, had time to frown at Arthuria before the paper seal she was holding flashed in her hands. The slip of paper then literally exploded into a huge whirlwind, sweeping away everything in its path.

All except Arthuria, whose Magical Defense made such a spell casted in a hurry nothing more than passing wind.

However, deciding not to take any risk, Arthuria mana flared out around her. Splashing out like a fiery salvo of a fighter engine - Arthuria burst through the whirlwind, striking without hesitation. Arthuria's blackened Excalibur flashed.

But instead of cutting into flesh, the corrupted holy sword collided with a small mirror that floated freely in the air, preventing Arthuria from cleaving the Servant in twain. Mirrors and seals... Well that made the Servant's identity pretty obvious now.

Artoria instantly regrouped and retreated, leaving behind only a black shadow. Not a moment too soon either as a moment later a streak of whitish mana cut through the air in front of the Caster. It had come out of nowhere and also disappeared into nowhere.

"Tamamo-no-Mae," Arthuria concluded calmly, looking at the now identified Servant in front of her. The now revealed Tamamo froze for a second, then blinked and looked at Arthuria, - "Mikon... What a pity to be so famous!"

"Your fox ears betrayed your identity the most," Arthuria now seems to have deigned to answer the Caster's unasked question. "And I don't know any more famous a fox that would have a suitable legend for a Servant." And what Arthuria kept to herself is that she already knows an alternate of her from the past Singularity.