Chapter 152 : Farewell, prince

 

Sheol, the Devourer-class Servant, stood in front of the advertising signs Archer had collided with. The woman rubbed her fingers on the hand with which she had slapped Archer as if to remove dirt then, with a bored look, turned to Hisae, who was pale and paralyzed like a Greek statue, and asked her:
« Is your familiar alive or dead? I don't have time to wait for him. » Then she turned to Specter. « What do you say, Glasya? In your opinion is he dead or alive? I bet he's dead. »
Both Specter and Hisae remained mute. Sheol shrugged and looked back at the signs that were emitting sparks left and right. An arrow was shot at Sheol's head; the woman grabbed the arrow in midair with one hand and, sighing, said:
« And of course I lost the bet to myself. »
Archer returned to the battlefield and without a word fired three more arrows which were disintegrated by a wall of black fire that rose in front of Sheol.
« You know you're not fighting, right? You're just digging your own grave and believe me, I love when others do the dirty work, that is, don't get me wrong, I love the dead but I prefer to just bury them, I generally don't deal with graves but only with corpses, I don't know if I you do understand. »
Archer, wet an arrow with his blood and shot it; the magic arrow made it through the wall of fire and when it hit Sheol it exploded; Specter secured Friedrich while Hisae hid behind a car so as not to be hit by the explosion.
The battle seemed to be over, more than thirty seconds had passed and nothing had moved, there was only an immense curtain of smoke and dust, but Sheol was gone: she was not on the ground and she was not even in the sky and therefore the battle it was apparently over. Archer, relieved, commented:
« You talk too much, Devourer. »
« And you don't listen. »
It was Sheol's voice but the woman couldn't be seen, where had she gone? Archer, looked around and eventually found the rival on the roof of a building. 
« This isn't a fight, Thomas de Camoys… or Archer… or whatever familiars like you are called. Do you think a Servant can somehow defeat me? »
« How did you survive that blow? »
« I literally survived your painful Noble Phantasm and you worry about that spit from before? You're really pathetic, even Glasya-Labolas would be able to make me have more fun than you and she's just a President of Hell and… well, that's saying something. So, are you done wasting my time? »
« Damn you, witch! » Archer yelled, firing another arrow.
Sheol deflected it using only one finger of her hand.
« Witch? It's easy for you to insult me, even knowing that the body I'm wearing is that of a woman who would probably have easily given you a night of sex. But I guess I can't talk about hormones and sexuality with a familiar… or maybe you too experience those things that mortals love? I find it odd considering you don't need to reproduce because… technically you aren't even alive. But I'm digressing ...  let's end this "fight". »
Friedrich was shocked to see Sheol in action, not because she was much more powerful than any Servant but because she was treating the battle as a game, it was clear that she was not taking the fight seriously; when he looked into her eyes he saw a woman who knew she had victory in hand, it wasn't banal pride it was absolute certainty and this terrified him.
Specter approached Friedrich and said:
« Get a car and let's go. I don't want to be here. »
« We have to wait for Alessandro and Saber, I can't leave them here. »
« I can track him, I recognize his magical energy. I'll take you to them, but we have to leave now. »
« What will become of Hisae? » Friedrich asked, worried.
« You already know the answer. »
There was an explosion, Archer had just fired another explosive arrow. Sheol stepped down to the ground and summoned a coal-black broadsword that was surrounded by black, red and purple flames; Friedrich immediately understood that this was her Noble Phantasm and exclaimed, turning to Hisae:
« Run! You have to run! You can't win this war! »
« I will win this war! I'm not afraid of this Servant, I'll find a way to defeat her! I must do it! »
« Idiot, you'll die! »
Sheol appeared next to Hisae, took her by the throat and lifted her off the ground with immense ease and replied to Friedrich:
« Correction: she's already dead. »
Archer decided to go into hand-to-hand combat: he kicked Sheol away, then saved Hisae and finally shot two more arrows. Sheol created another wall of fire and then, moving the sword, she began to strike several blows against the wall which caused several half moons of fire to be launched that flew in every direction cutting everything that stood in their way.
Specter took Friedrich with her and persuaded him to steal a car and leave, but in the meantime Sheol's attack was destroying everything.
« Left Wing of Agincourt! (Great Battle of Azincourt) » Archer suddenly exclaimed.
Thousands of spiritual arrows hit Sheol at the same time, this time she was badly wounded. The arrows had pierced her and she was on her knees and dying, with a trembling hand she tried to reach for the sword but eventually she passed out. Hisae let out a sigh of relief and complimented Archer:
« I told you you could do it ... I gave you a lot of magical energy but it was worth it! »
« Master … »
Hisae was staggering a bit.
« Are you all right, Master? You shouldn't have given me all that magical support, now you will be weak. »
« You don't have to worry about me, Archer, it's nothing. » 

« Well. »
It was Sheol's voice.
Hisae and Archer turned and saw the woman stand up. Her wounds disappeared in an instant and she was as good as new. The two shocked and frightened as children didn't know how to react to what they had just seen.
« How is ... such a thing possible? What are you? » Hisae asked in a swaying voice.
« Do you want to kill me? Well, you'll have a lot of work to do. A world disappears only when no one inhabits it anymore and I'm inhabited by the dead, you cannot kill what is already dead. »
« A world? »
« The simple explanation is that I'm the consciousness of the afterlife that has reincarnated in this body, but technically speaking I'm something more than just "consciousness"... I'm Hades, I'm Hell ... I'm Sheol. I'm not a deity, I am the tomb of the deities. »
« What are you talking about? No ... I can't believe you. This is all madness! » Hisae exclaimed.
« No, the madness is that you agreed to face me. »
Sheol prepared to deliver the final blow but Archer defended Hisae, getting his stomach pierced.
« THOMAS! » Hisae yelled, shocked.
« No! RUN! Run… Hisae… don't… don't worry about me… you have to live! »
« So you really want to sacrifice yourself for that human? You're a really good Servant but… » Sheol grabbed Archer's face, held it steady and then pulled the blade from the body and decapitated the Servant making him disappear in an instant.
The girl tried to escape but Sheol managed to grab her by the hair and threw her to the ground like a sack of potatoes. She approached Hisae and prepared to give her the last blow, the girl in tears prayed for the safety of her little brother. Sheol raised a pleased smile and proceeded to deliver the coup de grace. Hisae closed her eyes. She heard a metallic sound, nothing had hit her, she was still alive and there was a girl in front of her who had parried the blow with her sword.
Sheol was face to face with Saber.
« And you are ... Gaius Julius Caesar? What an interesting Heroic Spirit ... »
« I like it when people recognize me, yet I have little time for you. I have to save this Master without Servant. »
« Really? »
A car approached, driven by Friedrich, inside were Specter and Alessandro Serpi. Sheol immediately aimed at the vehicle but Saber got in her way and urged Hisae to join the others.
« Really very noble of you, Saber, but don't think about…! »
Sheol had struck a blow but Saber had been able to parry it and then the latter responded with an attack that wounded the woman in the belly. Sheol immediately recognized the blade and exclaimed, surprised:
« So now you own the Holy Sword, huh? »
Saber kicked Sheol and then jumped onto the roof of the car which accelerated leaving the woman behind. Sheol didn't follow them, her wound healed immediately but she was intrigued, she was determined to face Saber again.

 

Sheol by Bikowolf

Chapter 151 : Thomas de Camoys

 

I was born in a noble family, from a young age I was destined to become an important man and therefore nothing was ever denied me, God had blessed me with a comfortable life and I did nothing but follow the path that was built for me . After becoming a knight I dedicated myself to the protection of the weakest, I didn't do it for fame but because I knew it was the right thing to do; knights live and die serving those who cannot defend themselves, this has always been my belief and yet my first wife, Elizabeth Louches, accused me of being naive, a man with a child's head, for her only money and popularity had a real value because being noble meant that to her.
I, who was noble, couldn't treat the people as a means to increase my fame, I just wanted to be a knight worthy of memory.
I placed myself in the service of both the arrogant King Richard II and the service of King Henry IV, a man of great foresight and benevolence, and never doubted my way of being a knight, even my wife's words couldn't make me doubt, even if they hurt me more than a sword.
It was the illustrious Edmund Mortimer who changed my life forever, the rebellion of Henry Percy had recently occurred who wanted to rebel against Henry IV and the unfortunate Percy had been killed in battle, so I was proposed to marry the widow: Elizabeth Mortimer. I accepted, after all my wife had died recently and I wanted to have a new woman to keep me company, when I saw that woman I was shocked to see her straight in the eyes ... she had the look of a ravenous tiger, she seemed to be an Amazon ready to fight and for some strange reason I liked it, something attracted me to that look.
Elizabeth Mortimer was a unique woman: intelligent  but at the same time romantic and sweet, strong but graceful. The first thing she said to me when I let her into my manor was:
« I don't love you, the man I loved is dead. You can have my body but my soul will never be yours. » Those words, spoken with so much courage and pride left me stunned, how could I seduce such a strong woman?
After we got married, it took me months to get to talk to her. Elizabeth Mortimer was a woman of few words and yet she was very tender with me and admired the way I behaved.
« Protect the weak… yes, my husband believed in those values just like you. You look a little like him, Thomas. »
She told me these words before my departure for the Battle of Azincourt which I won easily by showing more courage than many other knights, but glory wasn't important, it comes and goes, what mattered was to become a symbol of justice and equality, values that Elizabeth supported until the day of her death; at that woman's grave I thought, in tears, that never again would I be able to meet a special woman like her.
But I was wrong ... 

Chapter 150 : Hell on earth

 

The sun was going down. Friedrich was with Specter and he was waiting impatiently for Alessandro and Saber, he was worrying about their health and a part of him was thinking of going to save them but at that moment he saw Hisae Sunahara arrive with Archer. Specter prepared for battle but Friedrich stopped her and asked his rival:
« Do you really want to go on fighting? Don't you care what Yukiko said? »
« I'm not going to play your games, you just want to have the Grail for yourself, don't you? »
« You're crazy. The Clock Tower has fallen, the Mage's Association has been destroyed, London is in chaos and you still think about the Grail? The Holy Grail no longer matters ... can't you see? Here and there is only death. Listen to me, Hisae, leave now. »
« These are tragedies that can happen in a war. I don't care and now I want to fight you! That's why I'm here, that's why I've joined this war. »
Hisae was really determined to face Friedrich but the latter wanted to leave London, he had no intention of wasting time in a foolish fight and so he tried to persuade Hisae again:
« If we fight, we will both die. There's the army and there are hit men everywhere. The organizations want us dead, for them the Holy Grail War of Yggdrasil is too dangerous to continue. Abandon this war if you want to live, you are not forced to fight ... »

« SHUT UP! » She screamed. « You just have to keep quiet. You have no idea what it means to have a father who demands perfection from you and blackmails you using your brother… you have no idea what my situation is. I can't just go back there and risk losing Hiro… I can't and I won't. I'll kill you and end this damn war! »

« Please, you don't have to ... »

Archer nocked the arrow. Friedrich resigned himself and turned to Specter who, however, had her eyes wide open and terrified like those of a deer in front of the hunter, she was looking at something further and then Friedrich glimpsed these blue and transparent skeletons that walked without following a path precise with their heads turned downwards. A female figure appeared among those skeletons. Friedrich didn't know her but he heard Specter utter:
« Sheol ... »

Hisae and Archer turned and saw Hell arrive with his souls. When Archer saw Sheol he recognized her immediately, his bow fell from his hands and Hisae, worried, turned to her Servant to make sure he was okay and saw him cry.
« Archer? What's wrong? Why are you crying? » Hisae was bewildered, she didn't think a Servant could cry.
« Princess ... » Archer muttered in amazement.
« Archer what are you talking about? Who is the princess? Thomas de Camoys, answer me! »
« Harumi ... Fukano ... it's her ... I remember her ... I promised ... »

« Fukano Harumi? Who is it? »
« Nobody. » Sheol replied in an authoritative voice. « Fukano Harumi is nobody, I'm the only reality. He, seeing me, remembers everything that happened in every world he existed in as I transcend the concept of  "end" imposed by the Holy Grail of Yggdrasil. » Sheol then turned her eyes to Specter. «You. You, Glasya-Labolas do you serve a human with complacency or compulsion? Well, actually you may as well not answer, I'd kill you anyway. »
Specter trembled hearing those words and hid behind Friedrich, suggesting:
« We have to run, Master. I have no hope of winning against her. »
While Friedrich was planning a way to escape, Hisae was ready to fight Sheol and ordered Archer using a Command Seal:
« Kill that Servant, Archer! »
Archer obeyed and immediately used his Noble Phantasm: thousands of spiritual archers appeared and aimed their bows and then the man shouted:
« Left Wing of Agincourt! (Great Battle of Azincourt) »
All the archers shot their arrows with him, which hit Sheol in full. The impact of the Noble Phantasm raised an immense smokescreen. When it dissipated Sheol was gone and Hisae let out a sigh of relief.

But while Hisae and Archer were pleased to have eliminated the enemy, Specter looked at them both like crazy and commented:
« You've just made the mistake of your life. »
« What are you talking about? » Friedrich asked, worried.
Specter pointed to the sky. Friedrich raised his gaze and saw Sheol with her arms crossed and with a furious look. When the other two also realized that she was still alive they were frightened. Sheol didn't waste words, didn't comment on the fact that she had come out unscathed from the opponent's attack, didn't boast and didn't even snort. With those fiery eyes she lowered herself to the ground a few steps from Archer and with an elegant but decisive movement she slapped him so hard that the man crashed against the advertising signs, destroying them.
« You've enraged Hell itself. » Specter said.

 

Sheol and Archer by Bikowolf

 

Chapter 149 : The heretic (part 2)

 

Alessandro Serpi left the hotel and avoided being seen by the soldiers who were sifting the place, he didn't want to raise particular suspicions, Saber had become invisible before departure so as not to make her Master consume too much magical energy.
The boy had a map with him since he didn't remember where Piccadilly Circus was; in the distance you could hear the sounds of sirens and even gunfire, it seemed that there was a war, the road was invaded by cars blocked in long trains and there were armed soldiers everywhere in the city.
Alessandro was now very close. He heard a very strong explosion behind him. He turned around. Several cars had exploded, from the flames he saw Yukiko Kumahira come out with Berserker. The soldiers began firing without hesitation but Berserker stopped the bullets using her arms then killed those soldiers using the flames of her fists.
Alessandro had no intention of endangering innocent people and escaped making his way through the civilians who were exiting, terrified, from their cars. Saber said to Alessandro:
« We have to fight, Master! »
« Forget it! Not here! I'd rather run away than be the accomplice of yet another massacre! »
« Listen to me, Master: you cannot escape forever! Look around! »
Alessandro noticed that there were some Heretic Hunters sent by the Coven who had seen him, now he had two problems but in any case he did not stop.
«I can't, Saber… I can't fight and you won't fight, I hope I've been clear. »
At that moment Elisa Mancini made her appearance and, with her weapon already unsheathed, tried to kill Alessandro but the latter threw one of his suitcases at her and then snapped his fingers, exclaiming:
« Dis! »
The girl was pushed against a wall. Alessandro kept running but this time his way was blocked by other hit men.
« Dis! » Alessandro pushed the various men away and resumed running. Elisa returned to the attack and tried again to injure Alessandro but the latter threw himself to the ground to avoid the blow, attempted to get up quickly but the girl was already too close. A wall of fire divided the two. It had been Berserker's doing. Elisa turned to Yukiko who with a sadistic grin asserted:
« That boy is mine, not yours. He's my sacrificial victim, nun of the Coven. »
« Go to hell, sinner! »
Elisa tried to hit Yukiko but the latter quickly counterattacked with a kick that broke her rival's sword; Yukiko then attacked again and wounded Elisa's head and knocked her unconscious.
« Kiss the ground and leave me alone with Alessandro, now we've to take care of adult things. » Then she turned to Alessandro: « Right, big brother? »
Alessandro had a moment of disbelief.
« What did you call me? »
« I hate repeating myself, you know? But I will tell you again: you're my brother, Alessandro. We're both children of the same father. »
« Bullshit! Stay away from me! » He exclaimed, furious.
« Don't you believe me, big brother? You're really mean to me, your dear and sweet little sister. »
« Enough of this nonsense! I don't know you ... wait a minute ... »
Then Alessandro remembered having already seen the face of that girl, he had no doubts, he had already seen that demonic smile and that dress with long sleeves.
« You're… the girl of my nightmares. »
« I'm much more, brother ... I'm the cause of your nightmares. »
« Youìre… Yukiko… Kumahira? »
« Indeed, daughter, like you, of Marco Serpi, the magus who left the Coven. »
« No… you're lying… you want to confuse me with your lies. » Alessandro said, stepping back in fear. 

« I'm not here to convince you, Alessandro, I'm here to get you. I need you… I need your blood, otherwise I'll never get what I want! »
Saber appeared exclaiming:
« Now stop! I've heard enough! Let's fight and get it over with once and for all! »
Berserker screamed like a wild beast at the sight of Saber and without hesitation hit her with a punch. Saber parried the blow with the sword but it wasn't enough, Berserker continued to strike and the girl had to parry or dodge several times until she chose to distance herself.
« Pendragon… » Saber murmured, then added: « My Crocea Mors is attracted to you, it recognizes you as its rightful mistress… isn't that funny? Arthur Pendragon, King of the Knights, I can finally face you ... I can kill you. »
Alessandro, however, was against Saber's decision:
« We can't, Saber, we have to get out of here. »
« Master! You can't just run away from problems like it's nothing! »
Then Alessandro noticed the presence of blue, transparent skeletons that roamed the streets like zombies, when Yukiko noticed them too, smiled satisfied and commented:
« She's coming. »
Saber, persuaded by Alessandro, decided to fall back, she took him in her arms and carried him away but Yukiko didn't follow them, she was enchanted by that dismal spectacle, the wandering skeletons whispering, crying, praying before the corpses of the innocent, her eyes were like those of a spectator in front of a play, she seemed to be on the point of applauding; Alessandro, on the contrary, was scared as a child and wanted to get away as much as possible from that place, however a question was haunting his mind at that moment: where was Sheol? 

Alessandro Serpi by Bikowolf

 

Chapter 148 : The heretic (part 1)

Alessandro Serpi was preparing the bags, since he was excommunicated he could no longer afford the apartment in which he was staying and had to leave and in addition he didn't want to be tracked down by the Coven, the problem was that he didn't know where to go.
« Why don't we go to Friedrich and Specter's house? » Saber asked while she was lying on the sofa.
« I would like but I haven't heard from them for a while now. I don't know where they ended up and I'm worried about them, but we've to leave right away, do you understand? I will try to contact them later. »
« Couldn't you use that trick of yours to trace magical energy? »
« What ? »Alessandro then thought about it a little: « Shit, I hadn't thought of that. Forgive me is that ... I have too many things on my mind. »
« You don't have to justify yourself with me, Master. I understand your problem. »
« Thanks. »
Alessandro prepared the map and materials to locate Friedrich and Specter, meanwhile asked to Saber:
« Do you remember what you told me after the battle against Rider? It's true? Are there no heroes in Rome? »
« Do you think I was lying? »
« Were you lying? »
« Why do you ask me that? After all that's going on in Londinium, asking yourself these questions is the silliest thing to do. »
« I know ... that's why I ask you. » Alessandro said.
« I'm not following you. »
« Who am I fighting with? With a hero or a winner? »
« As I said before ... in Rome there are no heroes but only winners and conquerors, however I've always yearned for heroism. I'd like to be a hero in this situation. »
« Thanks, Saber, I'm glad to hear you say that. I'd really like to have your strength ... »

The boy tried to hold back his tears but the thought of being alone was stirring his soul and was unable to remain calm.
« I'm sorry you see me in this state ... it's just that ... a part of me would like not to lose you but I know that once the war is over you will disappear. So who will I have next? Who will want to be with me? »
« There's Friedrich. »
« What if he died? What if he doesn't see me as a friend? Human relationships are too complicated for me, they all seem so selfish and evil. » Alessandro was trembling like a leaf.
Saber, moved, approached him, hugged him and consoled him:
«You will not be alone, Master, I promise you that I will be near you ...»
« But you can't … »

Saber cuddled him but couldn't calm him down, her Master was completely immersed in despair and she didn't know how to help him. At that moment the apartment phone rang, Alessandro answered and heard Friedrich:
« We have a problem, Alessandro. »
« What kind of problem? » He asked wiping his tears, relieved to be able to hear his friend's voice.
« They want to kill us. A little while ago I was attacked by hit men, I read their orders ... apparently the organizations want to kill all the Masters to end the Holy Grail War. »
« What happened to those hired killers? Did you kill them? »
« Yes, but you must be careful. For now the best strategy is to abandon London, we cannot stay here too long. See you at Piccadilly Circus, take what you need and reach me. »
« All right. »

Alessandro turned to Saber :

« We must go. »

Chapter 147 : Action and reaction

February 4, 2021 - Day 9

With the fall of the Clock Tower, chaos broke out in London. The whole nation went into mourning and in the meantime the prime minister declared a state of emergency, there was an increase in the police force and a curfew was applied, it was feared that the attack had been the work of terrorists and for this the purpose of the government was to flush them out at all costs. The royal family was made safe.
People were shocked but were unaware of the disappearance of what happened to the Mage's Association, which instead traumatized other organizations around the world. On that day practically all organizations gathered in Basel, Switzerland, in the International Ministry of Magic, a structure that was located under the waters of the Rhine and whose only access was from a house inhabited by homonymous guardians paid to protect the entrance.
The building had a circular shape with several colonnades and in the center a representation of the snake biting its tail. There were several tables with flags from different countries. The assembly presented: the Rote Mäntel for Germany, the AMPM for France, the Coven for the Vatican State, the Warsaw Academy of Magic for Poland, the Order of the Blessed for Russia, the Sisterhood for Spain, the Order of Tot for Egypt, the Grand Temple of Kayseri for Turkey and finally the Diocese of Flower for Ethiopia. The President of the Assembly, George Beneduce slammed the hammer on his table and said:
« I officially declare the Third Assembly of the International Ministry of Magic open. Greece, Sweden, Algeria and Romania are not present. The organizations of the following nations have chosen to appeal to the fifth clause of the Treaty of Alexandria which I remember being: "In the event of an attack on an organization that didn't take place at the hands of another body or organization of magi, it doesn't provide for the presence or testimony of all signatory parties of the following document to any assembly or court." Having said that we can start. »
The first to speak was Üzeyir Al-Najjar, the arch-knight of the Grand Temple of Kayseri:

« The situation is tragic, we understand it, but the absence of the nations mentioned above is truly reprehensible! We're sure that it was a magus that destroyed the Clock Tower and therefore I wonder why they decided not to come to the assembly anyway. »
The president replied immediately:
« Romania has admitted to being aware of the details of the incident but nevertheless believes that there's not enough evidence to prove that the magus belongs to an organization. »
« Anyway, we have to understand how such a misfortune could've happened. »
Carlotta III, the Holy Mother of the Sisterhood, spoke:
« The Holy Grail War of Yggdrasil proved to be more dangerous than expected, this is obvious. We couldn't foresee such a disaster, the best solution would be to end it immediately. Too many lives are in danger! »
Lesław Szymczyk, the rector of the Warsaw Academy, asked the president:
« At least we know how many survivors there are? »
« Just over a hundred, for the most part they were wise men far from the country or otherwise outside the Mage's Association. Lord El-Melloi II is alive, we are sure of this, he's the first person we have tried to contact. Director Blanchet can confirm that,

right? »
Nicolas Blanchet, one of the two directors of the AMPM, spoke:
« Yes, it's true. I spoke personally to the esteemed professor of the Clock Tower and proposed to stay in Paris but he chose to return to London to personally investigate the matter. I couldn't stop him. »
The director of the AMPM, Celia Dubois, added:
« However, his safety is not our priority. We must defend the interests of our organization, above all because among the victims of the terrorist attack there was also Dorian Benard, a very valuable teacher of ours. »

Then Giovanni Monteverdi X stood up, the Grand Master of the Coven exclaimed:
« Let's be frank: nobody here really cares about the fate of the Mage's Association. » No one said a word but everyone had astonished looks printed on their faces: « Looking at me with those eyes will not make you less hypocritical, we know that the Clock Tower has always behaved sufficiently towards us, treating us as second-level organizations. I know it and you all know it. The safenesse of that Sherlock Holmes with the inferiority complex is not of my interest, my problem is the person who destroyed the Clock Tower and I would especially like to talk about the relic that the Rote Mäntel were bringing there. »
Arvin Kraus, leader of the organization, got up promptly and, slamming his fist on the table, exclaimed:
« You're making everyone waste time with these speeches of yours! »
« I know you hate me, and you do well to detest me but ... the fact is that your organization had brought an extremely dangerous relic to the Clock Tower, which was destroyed. But it was just a matter of luck ... for you. »
« You're rambling! We don't have anything like that! »
« So the information I received from my spies at the Mage's Association was completely false? Have you not tried to use a weapon of mass destruction to solve another problem that's terrifying us? »
The President of the Assembly, slamming his hammer, exclaimed:
« Order! Order! Giovanni Monteverdi X, can you explain to those present what you are talking about? »
« We all know that the destruction of the Clock Tower isn't the only reason that led us here, our problem is Sheol, the Devourer-class Servant, the ninth Servant class evoked by the Grail. We know that misfortunes are taking place around the world at her hand and yet we're here, we fear of dying. But the Rote Mäntel? They tried to use a relic capable of destroying us all and agreed with the Mage's Association. Does this seem normal to you? »

« He's lying! » Arvin Kraus exclaimed furiously.
« Am I really lying? But I'm not here to attack my rivals, although I would like to do it, I raised the question only to show you that we're losing concentration. Our aim is to prevent this massacre from continuing. Our only option is: slaughter all the Masters. »

« He's mad! This guy is mad! » Arvin shouted.

« We don't know where the Holy Grail is but we know that without the Masters the Servants will disappear and without the Servants the war is canceled. Knowing the nature of Sheol we know that with her powers she doesn't need the Grail, so eliminating the Masters is our only option to end the war. »

« You can't really propose such a thing. »

« I proposed it, I entrust the rest to your vote.This war is dangerous, but the question is: do we want to solve the problem or wait for other people to be killed? Do you want to have the same fate as the Clock Tower? Think about it. »