Fate/strange Fake

So...

what's your name?

If you need a name to call me by, just call me "Saber."

Saber, you say?

That's quite a classy name.

That sword you had... Which drugstore did you find it in?

If what Francesca told us is correct...

that guy would be King Arthur.

But he said he swears to Arthur Pendragon?

Yes.

Swearing to oneself is a strange tale indeed.

What about the girl that seems to be the Master?

She is honestly answering the questions we ask.

However, she is quite fatigued...

and it seems she has muddled memories due to hypnotic Magecraft.

Other than the tattoos engraved onto her body similar to Command Spells,

she is basically an ordinary citizen.

If this girl took the right to be a Master for herself,

she must be quite a skilled Mage.

Perhaps one that was hastily prepared and sent by an external faction?

The Einzberns, huh?

There is intel that one of their homunculi has entered Snowfield.

If so, there is a possibility...

that she hasn't had much information shared with her.

Don't let surveillance drop from the girl or the Servant.

And, don't forget surveillance on Caster.

We had a request from Sir Caster earlier. He said, "Let me play in the casino."

Come on, man!

Denied. It'd be asinine to have a Heroic Spirit...

galavanting around a casino during a Holy Grail War.

All-in on red.

I'm sorry!

A woman who seeks to use me should not cower before anyone other than me, Tiné Chelc.

Y-Yes.

I am terribly sorry, Sir Gilgamesh.

So, this is the location where people and fortune come and go the most in this city?

Not bad.

I don't believe this!

This amusement center uses currency to create its own world for extravagant spending.

World, you say?

I thought I told you.

A child should act as a child and take in the sights with their eyes shining.

Though, everything about this world must pale in comparison to me.

Exactly as you say.

But do not have blind faith in me.

If your eyes should shine as such,

you should also use them to properly ascertain your path.

Which way will you go?

Is regaining this land from those Mages a decision you have made...

or merely the words of a puppet?

I-I am...

Ah, well.

So long as my friend is present, I intend to fully enjoy myself in this Holy Grail War.

If you wish to wield me as a Servant of your own free will...

be prepared to bare all of what you keep within yourself.

Yes.

All-in on black.

I'll go all-in on black, too.

I just wanted to borrow some of your luck.

Gotta get started on the right track since I have a big job after this.

Thanks.

I've stocked up on some luck thanks to you.

I'll return this fortune to your garden later...

King Gilgamesh.

No need to be so alarmed, young lady.

I see.

You're no ordinary mongrel.

Introduce yourself.

Hansa Cervantes.

I'll be supervising this Holy Grail War.

Pleasure to meet you.

Don't get carried away, you hear?

Indeed, I was getting carried away.

Truly, my spirit soared at being called upon to such a magnificent stage.

You got carried away and killed a man, then destroyed the Opera House?

I did not murder that man.

What you need to do is research how much the repairs on the Opera House shall cost.

If you will let me know, I will reimburse you.

You're telling me a madman like you has some means to pay the money?

I mean, you can invest in me as my patron if you'd like.

I'd never forget my gratitude.

I've had enough—

I wouldn't say for free, of course.

I can show you a magic trick.

It's amazing! You'll be surprised!

Huh?

I will now...

disappear.

Huh?

He's gone!

Freeze!

Don't move!

I have not moved one step.

Of course, if I wanted to, I could have fled...

or taken care of you all easily.

This is my way of demonstrating my respect for you.

Respect, you say?

I do not intend to stay in your custody.

I only came to prove that the girl over there is innocent.

I will disappear with the dawn.

Until then, I will comply with your restraints.

Well, it'd be in your best interest to come up with an excuse for how you let me escape.

If anything, I can help you guys think of one.

It seems he hasn't even a thought of concealing the Holy Grail War.

Take care of the memories of the three inside through hypnosis.

Understood.

Chief, you have a visitor.

Who is it?

Well, he's claiming to be a priest from the Church.

Are you a tourist? Where are you from?

Can I assume you're Japanese?

You'd better not be lying.

What did you come here for?

I'm sick of all of this.

You look rather fatigued.

Don't be so surprised.

In my Spiritual Form, I can walk through walls.

The interrogation is on a break right now, so I came by to see how you were doing.

I thought I told you to not meddle in my affairs.

You're not my Master, though, right?

That's right.

I'm not your Master or anything.

That means I do not have to abide by your orders!

Wha...

Which means, I can meddle with you to my heart's content!

I will be taking care of you, so brace yourself, okay?

I'm begging you, please leave me alone.

I don't want to be in a Holy Grail War.

Unfortunately, that may not work out.

I think it's because of the spell planted within your tattoo...

but it seems a Magical Energy path...

has been connected with you instead of the Mage that originally had the Command Spells.

Huh?

In other words, we may not be in a Master-Servant relationship,

but we do share the same fate.

What's with that?

She didn't say anything about that—

Without you, I cannot gain Magical Energy, so I would have disappeared immediately.

I feel indebted to you.

Thank you.

If you feel indebted, don't get involved with me.

I decline!

I will look after you!

I will become a venerable busybody!

Cry all you wish in defiance, but I will save you in myriad ways!

Save me... from what?

The other war participants, of course.

Huh?

As I said, I'm not a Master—

Whether you are a Master or not...

as long as we are connected through a path of Magical Energy,

you will naturally become a target.

This is the worst.

Not necessarily.

You're better off like this than being captured by the enemy and executed, right?

You sure go to extremes.

I hear that a lot.

For now, you can call me "Saber."

HE'S HOPELESS...

I feel ashamed to not name myself to my benefactor.

But I will tell you my True Name in due time when I see the right opportunity.

Can you let me know, as well?

Why were you in such a location?

What is that tattoo—

No.

I'm terribly sorry.

You should tell me your name first!

Are you Chief Orlando Reeve?

And you are?

Hansa Cervantes.

I am the Overseer dispatched to Snowfield Central Church.

You understand if I phrase it that way, don't you, Chief?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

If you're going to feign innocence despite the barrier you put up all around the police station, that's fine.

It just means there will be no place for you to escape to after losing your Servant.

That means less work for me, so it'd be a great help to me.

I already know that you're a rogue who has nothing to do with the Clock Tower.

On top of that,

you've collected about 30 unnatural personnel within the police organization.

You're quite something to have dug up all of that information.