Fate/Grand Order story · Events, White Day 2023
Section 6: Touchez pas au Saint Graal
White Day 2023. White Day 2023_For Chaldea Gate Display
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1. Before the battle
570 linesLife is like a lot of things.
It's like cards...video games... building blocks...marathons...
Take a random sample of people, no matter how many, and while they may seem alike in some ways, you'll find they all approach life differently.
For example, my life...is like a phantom thief.
...Or at least, it might be.
...Okay, we have an hour to go until the museum closes.
Which makes it two hours till the time the calling card said I would steal the Grail.
Sanson is already standing by on-site. Are the rest of you ready?
Of course.
Me too.
All good here!
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How did the thing with Shakespeare go?
No issues to speak of. Well, apart from him complaining about having to participate in a sudden double deathmatch.
I'll bring him a souvenir to make it up to him then.
I'm sure he'd be thrilled to receive a counterfeit of his own work.
You're sure about this?
I've never been good at holding back. All I can do is trust in my sword and cut down my opponents.
Yes, that's fine. In fact, that's exactly what I want. By all means, hold nothing back. One good swing.
...Understood.
All right, Voyager and Master, we're up first. Let's go.
Roger that.
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Hey, Boss.
I thought I told you to stay at your post.
No harm steppin' away for a sec, right? 'Sides, I got something to tell you.
Oh?
Y'know that phantom thief, Moriarty? The one who sent a calling card?
Ah, yes. It said he would come today, didn't it?
Well, he's headed here now. I just sensed him.
I see. Then I'd like you to go welcome him, if you know what I mean.
You're not my Master. I don't gotta listen to you!
Then don't.
Huh?
You won't have anything to do in that case, but if you don't mind being bored, that's fine with me.
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If you prefer to leave your post, please let me know so that I may prepare to fight in your stead.
...Ha. Don't get your panties in a twist. I was just kidding.
Good. I'm glad to hear that.
Anyway, just so you know, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna end up killing him this time.
Do as you like. I have no right to stop you.
All right, don't mind if I do then.
'Sides, just standing around keeping watch is boring as shit, anyway.
He can't even fight anymore though... Maybe his companions will pick up the slack.
Could I speak with you for a moment, sir?
All right. Come in.
Thank you. ...?
Don't mind them. Now, what is it?
Oh, right.
Mr. Voyager is here to see you.
He said he's completed his research and he thinks he should be able to appraise the dagger.
I see. What about Lin Ziyu? Where is she now?
She's in the waiting room hoping to see you, as usual. Although...
Yes?
Well, she was a bit more agitated to see you today than usual.
She kept asking me where you were, and when she might be able to meet with you.
Haha, what, you havin' some lady trouble, big guy?
No.
...What do you make of it?
I think she wants to sell the dagger after all.
I definitely got the impression she is in serious need of money.
Then why wouldn't she put the dagger up for auction?
Right. I had the same thought.
If she's that agitated, then there must be something keeping her from auctioning it.
I don't know if that something is a lack of time or something else, but
(Yawn) Already bored. Mordred out.
All right. Do take good care of the Holy Grail, please.
Then it's just as I thought. There IS something to that dagger.
Do you think it might be a counterfeit?
If it were, she would have brought something a little more convincing.
Counterfeit paintings are typically Vermeers, Van Goghs, and Picassos. With poetry, you tend to see counterfeits from the emperor of China's Southern Song dynasty.
But to claim that a rusty old dagger like that was used in the attempted assassination of Qin Shi Huang...
There must be a hell of a story behind it, counterfeit or not.
...All right, I'll go meet with Mr. Voyager first.
Good day, sir.
Hello!
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Thank you for coming, Mr. Voyager.
Shall we adjourn to my office
Actually, before we get to that...
Hang on. There's someone else here who wants to see you.
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Are you the curator of this museum?
Yes, I am. And who might you be?
My name's Watanabe. I'm here on behalf of Japan's Imperial Household Agency.
Tell me, is a woman calling herself Lin Ziyu here?
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She is, isn't she? Then I'd like you to bring her here.
...We've only just met, and you're already making demands? Not what I would expect from a Japanese officer.
I apologize for my bluntness, but I'm afraid the situation is more precarious than it may seem.
...What situation is that?
She's suspected of selling priceless artifacts which she illegally obtained from Japan's Shousouin treasury.
I'm here to investigate those suspicions.
...I see. This is quite a development.
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Mr. Voyager, I trust you're here about the matter we discussed previously?
That's right. Did you want to talk about it here?
No, let's adjourn to my office.
Okay.
I'm afraid I can't be of any help to you, Mr. Watanabe.
Yes, Ms. Lin did pay our museum a visit a few days ago...
But I'm afraid I haven't seen her since.
I believe she said she was staying in one of the nearby hotels; perhaps you'll find her there?
I've already searched every hotel in the area.
Still, I can see you're busy right now, so I'll peruse the museum in the meantime.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
... ...Phew.
That was close, huh?
I'm afraid I don't know what you mean.
Right. Of course you don't.
...Come, let's be on our way.
...I see.
So if what you've told me is correct, then that dagger may actually be
Yes. I think it's almost certainly genuine.
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According to the boy appraiser...
The dagger Jing Ke used in the attempt on Qin Shi Huang's life...
...is confirmed to have been stored in the treasury at Xianyang, the capital of the Qin dynasty.
The problem is what happened to it afterwards.
In the years that followed, Xianyangthe land known as Chang'anexperienced a great deal of tumult.
First, it was razed to the ground and plundered by Xiang Yu during the Chu-Han Contention.
Then, it was plunged into war again when Liu Bang renewed his efforts to wrest control of China from Xiang Yu.
Eventually, Liu Bang succeeded, and named Chang'an the capital of the newly formed Han dynasty.
This is where further concrete record of Jing Ke's dagger seems to disappear.
After the Han dynasty ended, the Xin dynasty was formed in its place, only to soon fall to ruin itself thanks to the Red Eyebrows' revolt.
The Red Eyebrows made off with every precious item in Chang'an's vaults, most of them never to be seen again.
From then on, throughout the Later Han, Three Kingdoms (Wei) period, Jin dynasties...
...there remains no surviving mention of Jing Ke's dagger.
But then, during the Sui dynasty, it resurfaced.
In the third year of Da Ye, Emperor Yang, the infamous tyrant of the Sui dynasty, left his capital city of Luoyang to take a trip to Chang'an.
During his trip, a family that had lived in Chang'an for generations presented him with a dagger...
A dagger they claimed had once belonged to none other than Jing Ke.
And this is the old document I tracked down that proves it.
Mr. Voyager then took out a photograph of a wooden parchment that had been excavated near Chang'an.
It did indeed say that a dagger said to belong to Jing Ke had been presented to Emperor Yang during his visit.
But then, all mention of the dagger once again vanished from the historical record.
And there exists no record of it ever being discovered anywhere in Chinese history.
No matter how much Mr. Voyager searched, it was as if the dagger had simply disappeared after entering Emperor Yang's possession.
Even the histories taken from his recently discovered grave made no mention of it.
...So I decided to approach it from a different angle.
Japan, then referred to as the nation of Wa, was one of the nations which engaged in trade with the Sui dynasty.
However, a problem arose with Emperor Yang during their second embassy expedition.
"From the Child of Heaven from the land of the rising sun, to the Child of Heaven from the land of the setting sun, I pray that your journey home is safe and uneventful."
Such were the words in the letter from the Japanese ruler to Emperor Yang. Theories abound as to what might have ignited the emperor's anger.
One says he took offense at the title "Child of Heaven" being used for someone other than himself; another, that he thought the phrases "rising sun" and "setting sun" made it seem as though Sui was being looked down upon.
Whatever the cause, history is clear about one thing: Emperor Yang was absolutely furious.
Yet despite his anger, the two nations continued to trade and interact.
According to Mr. Voyager...
...there is indeed a record of Emperor Yang presenting the Japanese ambassador with some manner of gift during their second embassy expedition.
But could that gift truly have been something as precious as one of China's national treasures?
It may seem unusual, but considered from the emperor's perspective, it makes perfect sense.
The dagger had bested numerous challenges to come within centimeters of Qin Shi Huang's throat.
Given that it nearly succeeded in assassinating a former emperor, the current one was none too pleased to possess it.
Yet it was also too valuable to simply discard or destroy.
Not to mention that either option would require publicly explaining his reasons for doing so.
Could the emperor truly trust his subordinates with such a thing?
Could he trust them to take a dagger which came perilously close to ending the first emperor of China's life...and actually destroy it?
In the worst case, they may even find themselves entranced by the dagger, and decide to turn it against him.
So I think that's why he chose to part with it like this.
It would have safely disposed of something he didn't want and couldn't destroy, and it would also serve as a type of revenge.
So then, how did Japan react?
The ambassador must have known the Sui emperor was furious, yet he had still been given a precious treasure.
He may not have known the dagger's story, but he must have known it had a sordid past.
But all the same, he couldn't simply discard it, either. It was still a gift from a valuable trade ally, after all.
So the ambassador had no choice but to preserve the dagger carefully and take it back to Japan.
Japan?
Uh-huh.
As proof, Mr. Voyager then took out several more photos and documents.
One of them was an ambassador's report from the second expedition which described what took place in Sui China.
According to the report...
The emperor of Sui had called for a meeting with the Japanese delegation, though he had been apoplectic only one day prior.
They thought the emperor was going to have them put to death, but instead, he smiled and gave them several valuable items from his treasury.
However, the envoy who wrote the report found it strange.
While he could accept that the emperor may have had a change of heart, he also couldn't help but notice the look of relief that crossed his face...
...as though a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
...So you're saying Jing Ke's dagger left China in the time of the Sui dynasty, made its way to Japan...
...and was eventually placed in the Shousouin treasury about a hundred and fifty years later?
However, since the record of offerings only refers to it as a short sword
Right. I couldn't find conclusive evidence that it was actually Jing Ke's dagger...
But given the Shousouin's history, I think it's very possible it could be.
Yup.
This is the curator. Tell Lin Ziyu I'll see her now.
Finally. It feels like I've been waiting forever.
I apologize for the wait. Now, about the dagger...
Yes?
Let me get right to the point. Will you sell it to us?
Wha
That IS what you were ultimately after, isn't it?
I...
A man named Watanabe is here looking for you on behalf of Japan's Imperial Household Agency.
I assume you would rather avoid him if possible?
I... Well...
Don't worry, I'm prepared to offer you a fair deal. I've taken the liberty of putting a number to that.
Excellent. Then let's
Hm?
Attention all visitors. The museum will soon be closing.
Thank you for coming. We hope to see you again soon.
Sir.
That Watanabe guy is still here.
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Leave him be. Just don't let him come in here.
Yes, sir!
Now then, Ms. Lin, if you could donate the dagger to us?
Donate? But, that's not
Don't worry, you'll still be fully compensated.
But for our purposes, we would like to remain a benevolent third party.
...I see...
I don't get it. Where'd the donating thing come from?
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A museum can't buy an item it knows is stolen. It's unethical.
But if they bought it without knowing that, then they can't be held responsible.
We know nothing about where this dagger came from, and you never told us anything.
I assume that's acceptable?
Mr. Voyager, if you'd be so kind?
Yes, that's fine.
Big Brother, could you give me my tools, please?
Here you go, Voyager.
...Well?
It's the real thing. No mistake.
The age of the rust... The makeup of the poison...
There are several factors that indicate its identity, but the one that clinched it is its styling.
I nodded in firm agreement.
This is the savage wolf fang that nearly pierced Qin Shi Huang's throat.
Of course there would still be something eerie about it, even if age had clearly taken its toll.
So you agree that it's genuine, yes? Then
Indeed. Here is your check. But first, I'd like you to sign this contract.
It's a contract that states you donated the dagger to us willingly, and that you forfeit all future claim to it.
And this is the dagger's history as you described it.
Some details have been changed, of course. Here, the dagger has been a secret family heirloom of yours for generations.
I understand.
And here is your appraisal fee, Mr. Voyager.
...Isn't this too much?
Consider it a little incentive to keep this transaction just between us.
Hmm... Well, okay. I guess that's just how it has to be.
Thank you for understanding.
I appreciate your help with that very much.
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Is something wrong?
...Of course not.
Hmm. That can't be an easy way to live.
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You wished to see me, sir?
I did. I'd like you to put this dagger up on display immediately.
It's the dagger Jing Ke used in his attempted assassination of Qin Shi Huang.
Understood. Where shall I display it?
Let's make it Exhibit Room Three. It would draw too much attention in Room One.
Understood.
...No, wait. I just remembered that calling card business.
I'll take it there myself, along with some of the security detail.
If you run into Mr. Watanabe, I want you to stall him for as long as you can.
We can't have him seizing it by force after coming this far.
Understood.
Say, since my brother and I are already here, would it be okay if we came along and watched you put it on display?
...Hmm. Yes, that should be fine.
You hear that, Voyager? That's great!
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Uh-huh!
Okay, if we're all done here, I think I'd better get going.
Squad A is here, sir.
Good. Let's go.
Put it in that case, please.
Yes, sir.
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Are you three still there?
Sure are.
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It's all right. They're with me. Now, what about the phantom thief?
Yeah, he's still headed this way. He oughta be here any moment now.
Mr. Curator?
The hell? What's a kid doin' here?
He's been assisting with our acquisition of this dagger. Don't worry about him.
Hello.
...Man, this is really throwin' me off...
Now then... It's one hour past closing time. The phantom thief will supposedly be here soon.
All right, you workin' stiff, get out here.
Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.
Ooh, does that mean it's my turn too
You shut up.
Okey dokey.
Okay, boss, go ahead and lock the case.
All right.
Sir!
What are you doing!? I thought I told you to keep that door shut!
I-I'm sorry, sir! I tried, but Mr. Watanabe
Pardon me!
Phew. Take it easy, will you?
What's the meaning of this, Mr. Watanabe? I'll thank you to refrain from roughhousing in my museum.
Lin Ziyu just confessed that she sold you a dagger.
You mean this dagger?
Yes. Now, please hand it over so I can return it to where it belongs.
Where it belongs? Now that's a strange thing to say.
What was that?
First of all, Ms. Lin didn't sell this dagger to us. She donated it.
According to her, it's the very dagger used in the attempted assassination of Qin Shi Huang.
That's right.
May I ask why that's relevant?
Why would a dagger like that have been kept in Japan?
Surely you would expect to find an artifact like that in its home country of China, no?
If a dagger as valuable as this had made its way to Japan at some point, there would surely be some record of it.
And yet, as far as I'm aware, no such record exists.
That's...
If you can't prove that this dagger was being kept at the Shousouin treasury, then I cannot simply take you at your word.
Dammit! Of all the times...!
So he's just waltzing in through the front door, huh!? Some phantom thief he is!
Hey! Where's the workin' stiff!?
I do have a name, you know. But, eh, whatever. It's not important.
Anywho...
Let's kill him!
What the...?
Firstly: a true phantom thief must be a lady and/or a gentleman.
Secondly: a true phantom thief must always be elegant in their every action.
And thirdly: a true phantom thief...never gives up!
And so, this elegant gentleman and lady has persisted in coming here tonight to take the Holy Grail.
Yes, it is I: Phantom Thief Moriarty!
Yeah, uh... I'm not seein' the whole lady thing.
Also, aren't you Japanese?
Well, yes, I am.
I suppose there's not much point in properly introducing myself now, but my True Name is Amakusa Shirou Tokisada.
Really? No kidding...
Damn, this is actually kinda hard to believe.
Can I ask you something? Were you always a phantom thief?
Hehehe, only by circumstance. Yes, that's me: Amakusa Shirou Tokisada, phantom thief by circumstance.
Ohh. Gotcha.
I'll say this for the guy: at least he's entertaining!
Doesn't look like he'll put up much of a fight, though.
Okay, time to cut this punk thief down to size!
Don't you mean "phantom thief"?
Hahaha.
Quit lookin' at me like that or I'll Clarent your ass!
At any rate, as a phantom thief, I'm afraid I won't be taking part in any battles today.
I've only come to steal the Grail.
Is that so? Well, too bad for you, 'cause...
You're not stealing anything!
Whoa there!
Damn!
Stand still, will ya!?
This is all getting out of hand. Let's get out of here, Mr. Voyager, Mr. Watanabe.
Oh, and Mr. Watanabe, I'd still like to talk to you about
...!
What was that!?
(I just sensed a surge of magical energy. There're Servants here besides Amakusa!)
(No, wait. Hang on. This can't be right!)
(I don't know if they were using Presence Concealment or some kind of magecraft or what, but I just realized something stupidly obvious.)
(This whole room is chock-freaking-full of Servants!)
...I'll take care of this.
Huh?
Rin-Byou-Tou-Sha-Kai-Jin-Retsu-Zai-Zen...
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Mt. Ooe - Bodhi Oni Slayer.
Wh-what the...!?
Mr. Watanabe!?
Watanabe... That intense swordfighter's aura... No way. Is that Watanabe-no-Tsuna!?
Tsuna?
You've never heard of him? Watanabe-no-Tsuna's the greatest monster-slayeruh, oni-slayer?in Japanese history.
...It's a bit embarrassing, hearing that said out loud.
As you can see, just because I can kill oni doesn't mean I'm well-suited for fighting people.
Hey, boss!
Y-yes?
H-he's...
I didn't know what to make of it.
I understood that this man claiming to have come from Japan was a Servant.
But instead of attacking us, he went after the phantom thief.
As a Servant, I thought he would be allied with the thief, but if he was, why would he attack his ally?
I didn't know what to make of it.
I was so confused my head felt like it was spinning.
And so I didn't realize until it was too late that the confusion itself must have been what the phantom thief was hoping for.
Either way, now that he cut down the thief guy, does that mean our job here's done!?
...There's still the matter of Mr. Watanabe. For the moment, he
I brought a doctor!
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Huh?
What're you talkin' about?
I mean, I'm sure the thief there would appreciate a doctor's help, but
It's true. Doctors are very important.
Let me see the patient. I'll do whatever I can to help.
Who are you? A new hire? We don't need a doctor here. Get out.
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No, wait. Why are you dressed like that? Are you really a doctor?
Yes, I am. A doctor whose spell has apparently worn off.
Oh goddammit! Not you too!?
Another Servant!?
Ugh, why couldn't I tell by looking at him!?
You can thank my magecraft disguise for that.
So then, does that mean
Hm?
Me? Yup, I'm a Servant too, of course.
The curator there did seem to notice I was here while I was concealing my presence...
But I guess he never did catch on that I was also the woman who came to see him about a historic dagger.
Gah, what the hell!? Where'd all these goddamn Servants come from!?
Where were you hidin' all this time!? How come we didn't notice sooner!?
You all looked like a bunch of regular humans until just now!
Don't worry, security guard. Your eyes weren't playing tricks on you.
Our disguises were just that good.
On that note, let me reintroduce myself. I'm not really Lin Ziyu.
My True Name is Jing Ke. I'm the assassin with the poisoned fang who left on a journey from which she did not return.
Sorry for tricking you all!
Oh come on. So you pawned your own dagger off on us?
Then, you mean that dagger is the real th
It's sure not a fake! It's as real as they come.
That said...
Well, it's not a relic meant for display. I'm still using it for killing even now.
I-I can't believe it...
No, wait. Mr. Voyager, don't tell me
Uh-huh. I'm a Servant, too. Sorry for tricking you.
Hey. You're not a Servant too...are you?
No, I'm not.
Phew! That's a relief.
I was this close to losing all confidence in my ability to spot a Servant.
Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.
Oh for... Give me a break.
Up until now, I thought I had a pretty good eye for telling Servants apart from regular people.
Don't worry, workin' stiff. That guy might not be right in the head, but he is one-hundred-percent human!
You can trust my Intuition on that one!
Thanks, Mo.
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Man, I figured there were more of you, but I had no idea there'd be this many...
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...What the...?
So this is all of you, right? Awesome. Thanks for linin' your heads up nice and neat for us.
Now we can chop 'em all off at What? Something wrong?
... ...They got us.
Huh?
Well, I'll be damned.
I guess that's what all this nonsense was building to.
The hell're you talking about?
Take a look at the case.
What the...?
Whoa, whoa, whoa! When the hell did that happen!? That case is supposed to be super tough, right!?
Of course.
Not even you or I could break it unless we hit it with something powerful.
But we did see a powerful attack here just a moment ago, remember?
...You.
Yes, it was me.
Though I honestly didn't know if it would work.
I can't take the credit. That goes to the great European wordsmith.
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Heh. Hehe.
I knew I might be in for a few rush jobs when I was first summoned as a Servant...
But I never dreamed I would one day be asked to come up with a script that would allow someone to cut through inanimate objects without harming living beings...
...and to deliver it within a day, no less.
Haha! Don't be absurd!
But, to quote myself: So quick bright things come to confusion.
Lamentably, I only managed to create a phantasmal strike that would work but one time.
Phew. I'm truly exhausted...
Hmm, I don't blame you. That certainly is an unusual request.
I wonder what our Master wished to cut with it.
How is that even possible?
How could anyone cut through the case protecting the Holy Grail without harming the person standing in front of it?
Mordred and I could never pull that off, but they obviously figured out a way to make the impossible, possible.
That IS what Servants do, I suppose.
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I dunno who I'm more impressed with: that Watanabe guy, or the phantom thief who stood there and took his attack.
Huh?
C'mon, you could tell Watanabe there was seriously trying to kill the guy, right?
That's why we didn't even notice the thief.
There ain't many Servants out there who could brush off an attack like that.
If they didn't just die, they'd definitely be knocked outta commission. Hell, some of 'em might even outright disappear.
Hmm... Yeah, I guess that's true.
The thief must've taken advantage of the one moment when none of us were payin' him any attention.
So, what do we do now, sir?
Fighting these Servants now isn't gonna bring the Holy Grail back.
...I suppose you're right. It seems we've been outmatched.
Hang on. This might not be over just yet!
What do you mean?
It looks like that Caster bastard's gone after him. Maybe we still got a chance after all.
...All right. Let's go.
One moment, please.
What?
Since it seems this battle will decide how things end, do you mind if we go with you?
Of course we mind. Why would you even ask?
They're not going to help him. Just me.
What if I'm the only one helping him? Does that change anything?
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Really? You're the only one who's gonna help him?
...Do what you want.
...All right. Come out where I can see you.
Very well then! Hello, good day, and all that jazz.
Ahh, I see. So it was you, Mephistopheles.
Oh, you know who I am?
I know the you in Chaldea, at least. We get along quite well.
Really? You don't seem like the merry sort I usually befriend.
Then again, I suppose that outfit of yours says otherwise.
Hahaha.
I doubt you're going to let me get away, so I suppose we have no choice but to fight.
Then what are you going to do? Didn't you have your ability to fight taken
Oh, you have it back now.
Since it was the Holy Grail that took my abilities away in the first place, it makes sense that I could use it to restore them.
Though I can't say I like the idea of phantom thieves fighting. It's usually not our thing.
Hmm. I MAY be willing to let you go, depending on your motive.
That devilish grin of yours would seem to suggest otherwise.
This museum's curator has a truly wonderful motive for keeping the Holy Grail here, you see.
I'm a reasonable jester. If your reasons are more interesting, I'm willing to change my mind!
Then as a point of reference, may I ask what the curator's motive might be?
It's not simply collecting for the sake of collecting, is it?
(Huff, huff, huff...)
(Man, he's a lot faster than I would've guessed...) (Gasp, gasp...)
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Why did you follow me? You must know it could get dangerous.
As a Master, I figure I'm obligated to see this through to the end.
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...I see.
Now I understand.
That definitely does make sense.
I'm afraid myno, our simple wish pales in comparison.
Oh? And what is that wish?
To save the world. No more, no less. Simple, right?
Hmm, hmm. And you say there's no self-interest involved in that wish whatsoever?
What do you think, Master?
Huh?
I do.
Oho.
I'm only trying to save the world because I want to try.
I'm doing this because I don't want to simply watch things happen.
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Hmmm.
That certainly is an interesting answer, but it's not one I could enjoy unless I stuck around for a long time.
So I'm afraid I'll have to stick with the curator this time.
Sorry about that, Master of Chaldea.
Shall we, then?
Oh yes, we shall, we shall! This should be fun!
The flamboyant phantom thief versus the most fearful jester!
Now then, are you ready to begin?
How about you, Master? Are you ready?
(Nod wordlessly)
Then without further ado: I am Amakusa Shirou Tokisada the phantom thief.
Now, as a Servant, I am prepared to make my way through whatever obstacles lie ahead of me.
And I'm not leaving without this Holy Grail!
I'm ready. Let's do this, Amakusa!
You got it, Master.
My arms are the very laws that open the gates. They are a gift from the heavens themselves.
Which is why I am ready to say here and now:
For my last act as a phantom thief, I'm going to steal this Holy Grail!
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