Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice (Part 2)

Chapter 335

Inside the Castle of Separation, there was still an abundance of food supplies, so there was no immediate need to worry about running out of food.

Shirou and Waver sat in the room, having breakfast and discussing the clues they had gathered.

Most of the time, it was Waver who did the talking while Shirou focused on eating.

In Shirou's own words, he simply wanted to know the results, leaving the process and deductions to Waver.

This made Waver's stomach churn with acidity, feeling a bitter sensation in his heart. Were all these higher-ups cut from the same cloth?

His teacher, Kenneth, had been like this, and now the Eternal King seemed to be no different.

At that moment, Waver deeply yearned for his Conqueror King.

However, one thing troubled Waver.

Why was there an invitation letter addressed to Tohsaka Tokiomi?

The Tohsaka family's Magical Crest had been destroyed by an Origin bullet nine years ago. The remaining intact portion accounted for no more than ten percent. Since then, they had been spending a significant amount of money searching for a magus capable of repairing the Magical Crest.

Furthermore, the Tohsaka family resided in Japan, which, in the eyes of the Clock Tower magi, was considered a rural area with no significant value for invitation.

But the truth was, if it hadn't been for Luvia hijacking the invitation and coming here, it would have been Tohsaka Rin who would have used the invitation letter.

In addition, his worry extended to the clues given by Solomon.

Just then...

"Boom!!"

A thunderous rumble echoed from outside, accompanied by the explosive sound of something bursting.

What could have happened this time?

Frowning, Shirou swiftly made his way towards the origin of the explosion, with Waver by his side.

Luvia, Lorelei, and the rest followed suit, joining them on the way.

The explosion had taken place in the backyard.

As they hurried to investigate, they discovered Gray clutching a scythe tightly, keeping a vigilant watch on her surroundings.

She bore bruises all over her body and faint traces of blood, but there was no sight of the assailant.

Trees lay uprooted, sculptures lay shattered.

The entire area was in utter chaos.

A loud crash erupted from the wreckage, and from within emerged Arcueid, covered in blood and appearing disheveled.

Wearing an irritated expression, she exclaimed, "Who dares to attack me?"

"What happened?" Shirou asked, his voice filled with concern.

Arcueid slowly got up, wearing a pained expression, "Someone attacked me! They hit my head really hard, and it's throbbing with pain! I could really use some comfort, Shirou."

"Who could have attacked you?"

She shook her head in response. "I have no idea. I didn't see anyone."

His mind raced, trying to comprehend the situation. Was there someone here capable of overpowering Arcueid to the point of injuring her? Even if it were a surprise attack, Shirou doubted that he, even at full power, could have caused such damage.