You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"No, it's better to say that I respect you so much that I have to use any dirty tricks. That's how I can say I'm doing my best - isn't it?"

"..."

The female hunter's momentum stagnated, her breathing became much calmer, and she stared at Iori for a long time. When she found that he was not mocking or teasing her, she slowly calmed down.

"Stop talking nonsense... I lost, but as a Servant, I will never surrender, nor will I betray my Master. No matter whether it is intelligence or anything else, don't even think about getting it from me.

Kill me, the only thing you will gain is the ability to destroy the enemy's Archer before the battle begins!"

"Haha~"

"What are you laughing at?" Atalanta frowned. "I hate those who pretend to be nice!"

"I don't have to please you."

Iori curled his lips, then looked at the female hunter with amusement: "I'm just surprised that you can't even figure out the most basic friend-or-foe identification - we are in the same camp, Archer."

“………………huh?”

"I am the red side's berserker, and this is my Master, Sera von Einzbern."

"Red Berserker..."

Ta Miao's brain went blank for a while, but he quickly reacted and realized that there was something mysterious.

"In the same camp... So you and the priest have a personal conflict? Does this have anything to do with my Master?"

She was obviously confused, because even if they wanted to fight for the ownership of the Holy Grail, they should have done so after winning the faction war, and it was too early to start competing with each other now.

"It has nothing to do with your Master."

Iori sneered: "I would like to ask, have you really received orders from the Master? Or were all conveyed by the priest?"

"..."

Atalanta's expression gradually became serious. She had already realized that there was something else behind Iori's words.

"Are you trying to say... that my Master has been sidelined? Has he lost his right to make independent decisions?"

"No, it's worse than that - your Master has long since become a puppet of the priest."

Iori waved his hand, and the bindings on Atalanta suddenly disintegrated into countless spirit particles. Even though Archer had injured a leg, he landed on the ground nimbly and took a alert posture.

——She didn’t run away or attack directly, which proved that she had understood Iori’s meaning, but she just couldn’t confirm it.

"The magic channel is maintained normally. Although there has been no direct communication, the Servant can vaguely sense the Master's condition... There is no abnormality."

"Have you seen the priest's servant?"

Iori calmly explained, "As someone who participated in the Golden Fleece Expedition, it should be easy for you to see how dangerous that woman is, right?"

Atalanta was silent, because what Iori said hit the nail on the head.

As a member of the legendary "Argo", Atalanta's knowledge is very broad. From the greatest hero in Greece to the rare witch in the world, she has had relationships with many famous heroes and naturally has the ability to distinguish between good and evil.

The assassin on the red side...she is definitely a villain and witch that only appears once in a thousand years, there is no doubt about that!

"I don't know if you've learned that her real name is Semiramis, the oldest poisoner, the offspring of a god and a human, and she has the power to overthrow a country.

For her, plotting against and controlling a few human magicians is a piece of cake. Even the magicians themselves don’t realize that they have become the witch’s toys.”

Iori smiled slightly: "Everything I said above is true."

"...It's hard to believe." Atalanta narrowed her eyes slightly, still not letting down her guard against Iori.

"There are so many puzzling things about this matter from beginning to end."

“I think the truth is very clear~”

"Even if that witch can control my Master, this is destined to be only a stopgap measure and cannot be maintained forever. However, if the priest is allowed to usurp the Command Seals and the Master's identity, it will also consume the mana of multiple Servants at the same time...

Not to mention that this method cannot convince the servants, the extra mana consumption alone is not something that humans can afford!"

"Yeah! That makes sense." Iori nodded.

"Moreover, once exposed, the priest's behavior will inevitably arouse the hostility of other masters--"

"That's why we have to control all the Masters." Iori interrupted her, "As long as he becomes the Master of all the Servants, he can represent the entire Red Camp."

"...This is impossible!" Atalanta subconsciously denied this possibility, "Just a human!"

"Don't underestimate the humans of this era, Atalanta."

"But how is this possible? Even if he can bear such an exaggerated consumption of magic power, how can he guarantee that he can subdue all the Servants? Does he have to fight all the Masters of the Black side alone?"

"Compared to the priest's wish, these are trivial matters and not worth mentioning in terms of difficulty."

Iori smiled and shook his head: "Whether you believe it or not, I'm just giving you a reminder."

"……what do you want from me?"

Atalanta tightened her grip on the longbow: "Let's join forces to deal with that priest?"

“There must be a lot of things that you don’t understand right now. You can neither trust the priest nor me, so I won’t force you to make a choice now.

What's more, Servants are bound by Command Spells. If you come into conflict with the priest now, you may be transferred to a Lancer at any time."

"Lancer?" Atalanta didn't quite understand what Iori meant.

"The common sense instilled by the Holy Grail is full of useless things, but it doesn't tell you any valuable information at all~"

Iori couldn't help but grin, but his expression management was still very good and he soon returned to a faint smile.

"In short, you are threatened by the Command Seal, and now you are unable to resist your Master... Strictly speaking, it is the priest who controls your Master."

"I still can't believe what you said, but if you are lying, there is no need to make up such an outrageous lie. And you can really kill me... I will investigate it myself. If it is true, I certainly won't listen to such a despicable guy, even if I am ordered to commit suicide."

Atalanta's eyes were firm, she was a person of faith, pure and strong on the spiritual level. As a hero, she would not betray her Master, but if she was deceived and used in this way, that was another matter.

"That won't do!"

Iori rejected Atalanta's idea: "It's a shame to give up this second life after so much effort."

"Huh?!" Atalanta raised her head in astonishment and looked at Iori with confusion.

"The Command Spells are just three mandatory orders, and they cannot control the thoughts of the Servant. Throughout the Holy Grail Wars, there are many people who have suffered misfortunes because of their bad compatibility with their Servants.

Today I will let you live and give you a chance to investigate the truth and rescue your Master, but if there comes a day when I need you to do me a small favor... I hope you will remember this favor."

Iori added, "After all, this is a confrontation between two major camps. I can't win by myself. I must have more allies."

What a strange guy... He thinks more like a Master than a Servant.

Atalanta gave him a long, interested look. "If you are telling the truth, then this is only natural."

"Oh, by the way, I have to remind you of one thing: don't be bewitched by the priest."

"I am not a fragile human being."

"But sometimes words are more powerful than poison."

Iori said seriously, "That man always likes to use sweet words to seduce others, and he uses words in a targeted way. The more innocent people are, the more likely they will be deceived.

For example, he participated in the Holy Grail War to realize his personal ambitions, but publicly stated that his wish was to "save all mankind" - doesn't that sound impressive?"

It is perfectly normal for religious people to use such slogans to deceive people. Atalanta remained calm and had no objection.

"But in reality this is shameless theft!"

Iori pointed a finger at his Master: "That wish was stolen from my Master!"

"what?"

Sera on the side had already become numb from listening. Iori had been talking about things that she could not understand at all since a while ago. The amount of information was so huge that even the smart android could not process it. The sudden mention of her brought the silver-haired girl back to her senses.

"Sera, what is Einzbern's long-cherished wish?"

"...Save, save all mankind..." The silver-haired girl spoke in a lower and lower voice. This was obviously a matter of course for her, but for some reason she felt inexplicably shy at this moment.

"Don't be shy, speak out loud!" Iori encouraged, "You want to take the Holy Grail even if you speak so quietly?"

"Complete the third law! Save all mankind!"

"Okay, very spirited!"

Iori patted the blushing Sera's shoulder and said, "Kotomine Shiro is just a Faker. We in Einzbern have been thinking about saving the world for hundreds of years!

Isn't that right, Sera?"

The boy shook the Master's shoulder.

"Um... um..."

"What kind of farce is this—"

“Complete the third law, so that all human beings are free from pain, conflict, disease and death, and all children can live happily surrounded by love.”

Iori suddenly put away his smile and looked calmly and seriously into the slightly trembling emerald green eyes of the female hunter.

"Wouldn't that be a wonderful world, Atalanta?"

-

"You really promised a very bright future."

Watching Atalanta transform into a spirit and retreat, Sera turned to look at Iori. She put aside her many doubts and picked the most important question.

"How do you know that words like those just now can impress Archer?"

"Don't underestimate my intelligence."

Iori said proudly: "I know that guy has been obsessed with children for thousands of years!"

Whoosh!

The magic arrow tore through the air, brushed past Iori's head and hit the big tree behind him.

Even so, Iori remained expressionless, leaving Sera dumbfounded.

"Were you almost..."

"These are all small matters! The important thing is that we have gained an undercover agent and potential ally!"

"I have a lot of questions that I need you to explain, but first...what is going on with that priest? How do you know his wish?

And...saving all mankind...this..."

"Curious? You're right. This is not just a coincidence."

Iori shrugged, sensing that Lancer and Rider in the distance had almost stopped fighting, so he found a direction and turned away.

"Anyway, let's pick up the treasures on the ground first, then go back to town and find a hotel to rest."

"That's easy. I've already booked a room over the phone."

"Oh~ You're quite proactive!"

"……Um?"

Volume 105: Death Comes to Holy Grail War: Chapter : Berserker also wants to surpass heaven?

In an ordinary and tidy hotel room, Sera was sitting on the edge of the bed, while Iori was sitting leisurely on a chair, eating fried chicken in big mouthfuls without any image.

This greasy fast food criticized by parents and experts is a rare delicacy for Iori, who has stayed in Soul Society for many years. The familiar yet unfamiliar aroma and flavor between his lips and teeth makes him look comfortable and relaxed.

Sera was not in such a good mood as him. After getting the information about the servant "Amakusa Shiro Tokisada" from Iori, she became unusually silent. She simply ate some French fries and sat alone thinking.

"berserker… no, Iori."

Suddenly, Sera spoke up: "In the Einzbern records, there is indeed a mention of a Servant summoned in the Third Holy Grail War... It is consistent with the information you provided, but even if he accidentally 'incarnated' and stayed in the world as a living person, why did he choose to participate in the Holy Grail War again?

Moreover, the wish to save all mankind..."

"What I said to Atalanta was not a lie. That wish was undoubtedly stolen by him... no, it should be said that it was inspired by it and borrowed from the past."

Iori tore off a piece of chicken leg in big bites. The crispy batter and the flavorful chicken meat released residual warm fat with each chew, filling his breath with an enticing aroma.

He enjoyed the food while chatting with Sera without wasting any time.

"Well, let me ask you a question:

What kind of Servant is Amakusa Shirou Tokisada?"

"Hmm... I don't quite understand what that means."

Sera hesitated, and said tentatively: "He was born in the Far East, and is a Catholic martyr. His job title is [ruler]. According to the records, his ability value seems to be..."

"Ability values, Noble Phantasms, Compatibility - I'm not asking about things like ABCD.