"What do we do? Master actually forgot the incantation. Lady Scáthach, it seems we can't get out."
Kiyohime, sitting on a stone stool, fanned herself with a small fan to try to alleviate her nervous emotions. But thinking about this matter made Kiyohime very anxious. What was going on? Master had actually forgotten the most important thing. Now they had no way to leave this space to help Master, especially those shameless women who were shamelessly surrounding her Master. Once she got out, she would definitely use 'Fire' to turn these guys into ashes. Kiyohime had planned this long ago, but now it seemed that leaving was a distant prospect.
"Don't panic, little girl, no need to be anxious. I believe we will be able to get out soon."
Compared to the anxious Kiyohime, Scáthach sat on the throne, toying with the scarlet spear in her hand. She was the woman who disliked waiting the most. She wanted to go to the New world to fight, but such a low-level mistake had occurred. It seemed Master needed more guidance (study) to truly grow into a qualified Master. Artoria had no idea that she was being watched by a terrifying purple old... mature woman.
"Is there any basis for that? Lady Scáthach."
Looking at the very calm Scáthach, Kiyohime asked curiously. She couldn't think of any way to solve the current predicament. After all, she was a 'Berserker'; asking her to come up with a solution was worse than teaching a glutton how to diet. Once she overthought, Kiyohime would enter a subtle state, collectively known as 'losing one's mind'. At that time, some behaviors would not be something she could control.
"As long as Master can use possession again, I will have a way to make her remember the incantation to summon Heroic Spirits."
Regarding Kiyohime's persistent questioning, Scáthach did not show impatience or arrogance. She chatted with Kiyohime with great interest. Currently, within this world, only Kiyohime could chat with Scáthach, much like keeping a pet to alleviate boredom, at least to keep herself from being so bored. If Kiyohime knew Scáthach's thoughts, she would definitely drop her lady-like demeanor and tear into Scáthach. To actually compare her to a pet! Even if she were to be a pet, she would only be the Master's pet.
"But Master seems to have gained new power recently and doesn't need us at all."
Although Scáthach spoke with confidence, Kiyohime voiced her inner worries. Indeed, Artoria had rarely used the power of Heroic Spirits recently. If Artoria didn't use the power of Heroic Spirits to fight enemies, then they basically had no chance. Scáthach had long thought of this problem. Originally, she could have entered dreams to solve it, but as Artoria's mental power grew stronger, Scáthach, who was bound in this space, had no chance to enter dreams again. This made them very passive, but they could only wait slowly.
"It will come; she will use our power again."
Stabbing the scarlet spear into the ground, Scáthach stood up from the throne. She quietly watched a blood-red moon in the sky. Not far from the moon, another space had already formed. Scáthach could already see the space on the opposite side merging with her own world. The speed was not fast. Through the connection point, Scáthach saw a pure white, holy city; this was precisely the Royal City of Camelot that Artoria had just obtained. The two worlds had unexpectedly merged together; it was estimated that even Artoria didn't know that such a situation had occurred.
"I Hope so! Lady Scáthach. By the way, why did you imprison that Servant?"
Regarding Scáthach's words, Kiyohime adopted a wait-and-see attitude. No one could predict Master's affairs. Even among the Servants, no matter how powerful they were, it was impossible to foresee everything, except for a limited few powerful individuals who could predict the future and infer a little bit. Thinking of this, Kiyohime folded her fan, pressed it against her lips, and looked at the wall to the side. On it was a shiny golden card. Looking at the picture on it, it should be an 'Archer'. At this moment, this Class Card was pinned to the wall by a scarlet dagger. Judging from the card's constant movement, it should have self-awareness.
"I don't really like a hypocritical guy walking into my world."
Kiyohime's words made Scáthach withdraw her gaze from the sky. She stood quietly in this lifeless palace and glanced at the golden card pinned to the wall by herself. This was exactly the Red Archer Artoria had drawn. But he hadn't even properly celebrated his arrival when he was pinned to the wall by this old... who knew where she came from. It was too unlucky, too tragic. Being turned into a card and pinned to the wall was already pitiful enough, but he actually still had consciousness. Red Archer was so angry he couldn't do anything, and his connection with the Master had been severed.
The reason Scáthach did this was because of a sudden, inexplicable feeling of disgust toward the Servant in front of her. She didn't know why, but she could feel a nauseating aura from this Servant. It was the aura of a Guardian, a Guardian of alaya, the scent of those Carnages. It made her make her choice in an instant: seal this Servant. She had to seal him to make herself feel better.
"How pitiful, to actually be loathed by Lady Scáthach."
Though she said how pitiful it was, a happy smile hung on Kiyohime's face, as if she felt very pleased by the Servant's plight. Although she didn't know why her mood was so pleasant, Kiyohime still followed her heart's desire and couldn't help but gloat. Of course, as a 'lady', Kiyohime covered her mouth and snickered.
"For the rest, we just need to wait a little longer, be patient."
No longer caring about how Kiyohime teased the guy pinned to the wall, Scáthach sat back on the throne and said to Kiyohime. Now they could only continue to wait. They couldn't be too impatient. If they couldn't even wait for this little bit of time, then if the 'little pet' in front of her who kept her company went crazy, it wouldn't be fun anymore.
"Understood."
Artoria knew nothing about the events in this space. If she knew, she would immediately understand why Red Archer couldn't be summoned. At this moment, Artoria was dealing with the various conquest plans of Hope, Susan, and the others. Their plans were completely ineffective in front of Artoria, who was like a man of steel. Even the moves Maria came up with were tried by this group, but they all failed against Artoria, who was like Adamantium, leaving not a single trace.
"What on Earth is going on? I feel a bit flustered."
For some reason, Artoria felt very panicked at this moment. Her intuition told her directly that there was a very dangerous creature staring at her with a very 'appetizing' gaze. This made Artoria very panicked, and she didn't know what to do. She didn't know the specific location, but Artoria could feel that this gaze was not on Earth at all, but in the space far above the sky.
"What a delicious scent."
On the Moon, a tall woman wearing strange purple clothing and a hat resembling the character 'Mountain' was staring at the Earth, unable to help but drool. That's right, she was drooling. Although she was looking at the Earth, she was actually looking at Artoria on Earth. This was the source of the gaze Artoria felt. Without needing any protection, this woman could survive in space. Although she resembled a human, she was not human. She was the famous daughter of the Planet Devourer, Star-Devouring Woman Galacta, the source of Artoria's panic. She had been targeted by this woman.
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