Fate/Grand Order story · Events, Phantasmal Collection Realm,: Patchwork London
[A Fictitious Return] - Comrades
Phantasmal Collection Realm,: Patchwork London. Rail Zeppelin
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1. After the battle
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...Not bad. You survived.
All right, you pass. Here's to my new comrade in arms.
Comrade in arms? Not your Master?
Huh? Don't you mean your Master?
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Heh, sorry. Just trying to do right by the Master I had when I fought El-Melloi II.
I still remember him, too. He was called Doctor Heartless.
Doctor Heartless?
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It's kinda on the nose. His heart got ripped out during a run-in with some fairies.
Fairies!?
Huh, you know about them, too? Fairies were pretty unheard of back in my day.
Their Mystics are completely incomparable to magecraft. For one, there sure isn't any magecraft I know of that'll let you keep someone alive after pulling out their heart.
Really!?
Hardly the first time someone's survived having their heart ripped out. Happens a lot in myth.
My last Master just happened to run into fairies who could do that.
Ah well, his luck was never great. I mean, just look at who he summoned.
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Anyway, my point is, I only need one king and one Master.
Say, this king you keep mentioning... Is it Alexander?
Huh!? H-how...!?
By the way, would this king happen to be Iskandar?
Huh!? H-how...!?
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How did you know that!?
I mean, you're dressed just like him, so...
You remind me of him a lot, so...
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Hold on! Does that mean my king is at Chaldea!?
Yup.
He sure is.
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I… I can't believe it. I never thought... I... I...
Then I'm never going to Chaldea!
Because you love him?
Because you hate him?
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That is NOT the point! Seeing him again would go against everything I stood for!
After all
Huh? Fujimaru?
Fujimaru!
It's starting! It's starting!
Very well then, why don't you call me "M"?
Then, I can only utter these words: love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind!
Are you okay? Looks like your real body just found a scrap of paper.
That must be creating some kind of memory feedback. I saw it, too, since I'm contracted to you.
So, a masquerade of all things, huh. Guess your real body must be living it up.
Although...the expression on the Lion King's face...
Huh? The door opened?
What does that mean?
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Hmm. It looks like those scraps of paperyour memoriesare somehow connected to the train's doors.
This train's run by some real nasty, mean-spirited creeps, so I can only guess at how they're doing this.
I can't really tell what they're thinking...
Eh, never mind that. C'mon, let's keep moving.