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Right now, there was nothing more valuable than time. By now, every Master was probably scrambling to get CasterÆs head on a platter. With additional Command Seals as a prize, everyone will sure be pursuing Caster.
Including him.
As someone with a Servant like Alexander, Command Seals were his last resortùand he wouldnÆt hand them over, no matter what the circumstances.
No matter who he is, for a Servant to be of the Caster class, it went without saying that he must have a number of tricks up his sleeves. The ones who could challenge him head on without any preparation were probably the ones like the Saber Class, who boast of a powerful Magic Resistance Skill. In comparison, Rider, who was outside the Knight Classes, would generally require at least some strategy to face such an opponent in an area Caster had already prepared.
As a Magus, Waver understood the threat of another magiÆs æMagic Workshop.Æ In comparison, he judged RiderÆs Magic Resistance to be of a D rank, which could cancel only Single-Action spellsàeven so, they would have to proceed, even with that fairly meager defense.
But it put them at an obvious disadvantage compared to the competition; Archer had a C rank and Lancer who had B rank, making them capable of cancelling spells of two and three verses, respectivelyùit would be difficult for them to be affected in battle, even by Caster.
And against Saber, who could be considered immune to modern magi, and Berserker, who was like a Divine Spirit in the waterà
They were at a definite disadvantage, in this regard.
Because of that, the solution was obvious; the best way to deal with this problem would be to lure Caster into a battle with either Saber or Berserker, and let him be torn apart. But if he did thatàthe Command Seals he was striving for would elude him.
More to the point, proposing an alliance with Berserker would be pointlessùRiderÆs pride would never allow it, and using a Command Seal to force him would be pointless; it was useless to spend Command Seals to gain them. It would do little more than earn him RiderÆs enmity.
Proposing an alliance with Saber would be pointless as well; what reason would a Servant that was immune to knowledge have to ally with someone who wasnÆt against a magic user?
And again, RiderÆs pride probably wouldnÆt allow it.
Waver stifled a sigh. Truly, his Servant was troublesome. He refused to stay dematerialized and, after seeing Saber, Berserker, and Archer do it, had insisted to wear modern clothing. Naturally, Waver had been forced to buy his clothes for him.
Naturally, since he was always materialized, he had also been noticed by the family they were staying with, who Waver had hypnotized into believing he was their grandson. Rider was now staying as his friend from overseas.
ôOi, kid, I have that thing you sent me to get!ö Rider bellow, dropping the bag in front of him.
Waver was annoyed to realize that he wasnÆt even annoyed anymore; he was starting to get used to Rider.
Repressing another sigh, he opened the bag, removing the twenty four stoppered test tubes. Each was labeled alphabetically and filled with water.
ôOi, kid, you realize weÆre on the hunt, right?ö Rider asked.
ôI want to win, too,ö Waver said absently, his attention completely focused on the test tubes. ôDonÆt worry.ö
Waver quickly cleared the table and took out his whole set of experimental toolsùone of the few items he had taken with him from London. He then selected several vials of ores and reagents, spirit lamp mortar, and a dropper.
ôHuh?ö Rider asked. ôDo you plan start with some make-believe alchemy?ö
ôItÆs the real thing, idiot.ö Waver replied, eyebrow twitching.
He selected the complimentary reagents and mixed them togetherùwhat he was doing was something that heÆd repeated countless times at the Clock Tower; even with his eyes closed, he would do it perfectly.
ôJust to be sure, you did mark the places on the map correctly, right?ö He asked.
ôWho could possibly make a mistake on something as simple as that?ö Rider grumbled, tossing him the map.
FuyukiÆs complete map, marked carefully with symbols of the alphabet, each a place Rider had collected water from the Mion River.
Even so, Waver was a bit disappointed. He had expected to compete glamorously in the Holy War as a ServantÆs Master. And yet, here he was, repeating the same basic experiments he had for years.
Unplugging the stopper of test tube A, he dropped a bit of the reagent into it.
The instantaneous reaction exceeded his expectations. The water immediately turned a rusty red color.
ôWhat on Earth is this?ö Rider asked. Waver had expected him to go back to watching his videos, but instead he was watching the experiment intently.
Explaining was troublesome, but a barrage of questions would be even more so, so he answered.
ôThe remains of magecraft in the water.ö
æAÆ was the place where the river mouth met the sea. As such, it was the obvious place to start, even if the reaction was abnormal.
ôàBoy, did you realize from the beginning that the water of the river was like this?ö
ôOf course not! But this city has a river running through it; itÆs natural to start investigating from the water!ö
When searching for a magus, the easiest way was the æWaterÆ element. At its base, water was something that flows from a higher place to a lower one; compared to the effort needed to calculate the winds direction and detect the earthÆs pulse, finding the lowest point of water was a simple matter. This was especially true for lands with rivers. As such, he had decided to start his search with the simplest method, but it seemed he had already drawn the æwinner.Æ
One by one, he tested the tubes. As he headed up stream, the reaction got stronger and stronger and his reaction quickly changed from surprise to shock. For a reaction like this, the only explanation was for the Workshop to have been set up in the middle of the river and to have discarded his wastes with no preparations at all. Such a magus is less than third-rate; if anything, this was the mistake of a newbie.
And yet, discovering his opponent in such a way didnÆt make Waver feel proud at all. HeÆd expected to have to exhaust his ingenuity and compete against wonders with his own in a æMagecraft Competition,Æ but what he was doing now was more like a mundane police forensic.
The reaction of æPÆ was pitch-black. If it got any darker than this, he might need to use a more advanced method to continue the analysis, but when he tested æQÆ there was no reaction. The water remained clear no matter how he shook it.
Waver opened the map and located P and Q.
ôRider, between these two points, what is there? A draining trench? An irrigation channel?ö
ôHuh?ö Rider voiced, surprised. ôThere was something really big thereàö
ôThatÆs it! In all probability, thatÆs the location of CasterÆs Workshop!ö
With a solemn face, Rider gazed at his Master closely.
ôOi, boy. Could it be youÆre actually some excellent magus?ö He wondered.
Waver snorted and turned away.
ôThis is not something a great magus would do; this is the method of the worst of the worst. Are you making fun of me?ö
ôWhat are you talking about? If you achieving great results with poor methods, isnÆt that a greater achievement then having used better methods? You should be proud of yourself! As your Servant, I too am proud!ö Rider laughed. ôAfter all, after grasping the enemyÆs location, itÆs my turn, right? Come one, boy; letÆs attack at once!ö
ôH-hey! The opponent is still a Casterùattacking his Workshop without any plan might be a little foolhardy!ö
ôIn war, the enemyÆs position can change at any time. If you know there position and donÆt strike quickly, there may not be time for regret!ö
ôàYouÆre really fired up, today. Does this competition really have you that excited?ö
ôOf course! And not only that, but my Master has shown some outstanding results. In that case, bringing back the head of the enemy as repayment; that is my pride as a Servant!ö
In that moment, Waver wonderedàthe soldiers that had served under this former King of Conquerorsàhad they been swept away across Asia like this as well?
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