Actually, Tokiomi could think of one more way now.
That was to find the overseer, request new Command Spells, and perform the summoning again to obtain a new Servant.
For the sake of the Tohsaka Family's legacy and the Holy Grail, Tokiomi was truly going to great lengths.
Originally, in the Fourth Holy Grail War, he had cheated to ensure victory.
The overseer was his man.
He just never imagined that his loyal disciple Kirei would stab him in the back.
Suddenly, he looked at Sora and the others. He had an idea.
That was… to give Sakura to this group.
Since they had saved her, it meant they valued her aptitude.
This time, he would use his daughter for another transaction.
"May I ask what business you have with our Tohsaka Family?" He stopped engaging with that loser, Mato Kariya, and looked at Sora.
"We wish to learn the knowledge of magic arrays possessed by the Tohsaka Family."
"We want to touch the so-called laws of Mystery."
His first reaction was refusal.
After all, the power of Mystery was best known to as few people as possible.
Otherwise, he would be establishing two heirs for the family.
Wasn't that less reliable than one?
The fact was that the rule of [Mystery] prevented more people from knowing.
If both inherited the Tohsaka Family's Magic Circuits, their power wouldn't be split in half, but reduced to a tenth, or even gradually decline!
Eventually, the family would end up like the Mato Family!
So naturally, Tokiomi refused to let others investigate his secrets.
But looking at their strength, and then at his own…
They had a full five Servants!
Berserker, Saber, Assassin, Caster, and one hidden in the shadows.
So he had no choice but to agree.
Then Sora nodded with satisfaction.
He had Merlin act immediately, beginning to access the relevant laws of Mystery.
However, Tokiomi was naturally unwilling to accept this quietly.
He secretly went to find the Holy Grail's overseer, Kotomine Risei, Kirei's father.
Risei was a secret supporter of the Tohsaka Family in the Fourth Holy Grail War.
He knew he could obtain new Command Spells from him.
Sora, through his surveillance, naturally saw Tokiomi's actions.
He could only say, those who court disaster will not escape it.
As long as this man still had ambition and wasn't content with a peaceful, ordinary family life, he would inevitably stir up trouble and get himself killed.
Thus, Sora couldn't be bothered with this fool.
Those who gained too much were never satisfied.
Those who lost too much were satisfied with very little.
In this regard, Tokiomi and Kariya were two extremes.
Sora couldn't be bothered with the man's fate.
Even if he was the father of the two heroines.
Respect others' destinies, let go of the savior complex.
This was the supreme rule when entering different worlds.
Otherwise, it would exhaust him.
Don't help ambitious people... you'll never finish helping them.
In contrast, good people without ambition, like Kariya, were the ones Sora should care for.
Because caring for such people helped Sora build his persona.
It also created a stable environment.
At least he didn't have to worry about Kariya stabbing him in the back due to ambition or gain.
Besides, Kariya was the best person to take care of the two girls.
When the Fifth Holy Grail War started, he could do it again.
Then Sora found Kariya and said directly: "I can find a way to heal your body."
"You don't want to be separated from your loved one by death in just a month, do you?"
"What are your conditions?"
"No conditions. Just take care of Tohsaka Sakura and Tohsaka Rin."
"Thank you." Kariya looked sincerely at Sora.
Without him, Sakura would have surely met with misfortune.
"Since you want the Holy Grail, I'll give it to you. I'll order Berserker to commit suicide now." With that, he activated his Command Spell.
Just then, Kiritsugu, hiding in the shadows, was also shocked.
He never imagined that Sora had achieved the same goal without doing anything overt.
He had done it through emotions, through something Kiritsugu disdained in his missions yet held incredibly dear.
He had always achieved his mission objectives through threats, killing, precise calculation, and cold rationality.
Sora was definitely not an ordinary person.
An ordinary person couldn't achieve what he had.
Soon, Berserker, unwilling as he was, was forced to commit suicide.
Of course, Sora knew this guy had a major drawback: once enraged, he couldn't recognize anyone.
He would even kill Artoria.
"Oh, we finally got rid of one."
"Next is to eliminate Diarmuid."
"I'll leave it to you."
Sora spoke into the empty darkness.
He naturally knew that Kiritsugu was hiding nearby.
This was a job for that highly proactive man, Emiya Kiritsugu.
Sure enough, that very night…
Kiritsugu easily captured Diarmuid's master, Kayneth, and then forced him into the same fate of betrayal. His master betrayed him and ordered him to commit suicide.
(T/N: Sorry about this, but I'm dropping this Novel. The story suddenly changed and the next chapter, the MC is now at Mushoku Tensei. And also, the MC's personality has completely changed, without any hint of his previous persona and also he lost his memory about everything. The story also went all over the places. After trying to check the later chapters, Mushoku Tensei Arc continues until Chapter 870, then suddenly, like with this one, the story suddenly jumped to One Piece Arc without any explanation. So, rather than frying my brain with this novel, I chose to drop it completely. Sorry for those who are still following this novel all this time. You can check the RAW here: https://b.faloo.com/1271321.html)
Let me give you a few chapters for reference:
Chapter 502 Could There Be Any Danger?
In the Fittoa Region, Citadel of Roa could be considered the largest metropolis.
Its tall, thick city walls coiled like a winding dragon, tightly encircling the entire city.
Inside the city, the streets were crisscrossed, wide, and flat. Horse-drawn carriages shuttled back and forth, their wheels and hooves weaving a unique symphony.
Shops lined the streets, their signs hanging high, offering a dazzling array of goods, presenting a scene of thriving commercial prosperity.
Even on this early spring night, the city remained lively, brilliantly lit, with bustling crowds, laughter, and the cries of vendors intermingling.
The Fittoa lord's mansion in the city center, however, stood in stark contrast to this lively scene.
The mansion was dim and silent, like an island forgotten by the noise.
This was because the lord's second son, the mayor of Citadel of Roa, Philip Boreas Greyrat, had never liked noisy sounds.
In the residence, the clear, quiet moonlight streamed through the carved windows, gently falling upon the desk inside.
Philip was currently sitting upright at his desk, his expression cold, his gaze focused on a letter from a remote northern village.
Last winter, a fierce wave of magical beasts had swept through many surrounding villages, causing widespread devastation and heavy losses.
But amazingly, the Buena Village had miraculously been spared.
The letter mentioned that Philip's cousin's family had taken in a talented Water God-style swordsman. Despite his age, his skill was not to be underestimated.
Philip put down the letter and fell into thought.
He thought of his daughter, Eris. The girl was lively and energetic by nature, with a strong interest in swordsmanship, but she had never found a suitable Water God-style sword instructor.
Now, this letter seemed like a timely gift.
He had also heard that his cousin's son had considerable talent in magic.
If he could invite both of them to be Eris's tutors, wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?
He could provide his daughter with proper instruction while observing the two's potential for growth. If they performed well later, he could recruit them into his service. That would surely be a wonderful development.
He mused that using the pretext of finding a tutor for Eris would allow him to nurture loyal personnel for the mansion without arousing too much outside suspicion. It was a truly excellent idea.
"Ghislaine!"
Philip called out loudly, his voice echoing in the quiet room.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark figure flashed, and a woman with a toned physique appeared before Philip.
This woman was Philip's chief secretary, Ghislaine. She carried a longsword at her waist, her eyes revealing efficiency and sharpness.
At first glance, she looked more like a formidable bodyguard, but when answering questions related to combat, she could always proficiently provide various kinds of information.
"My lord, your orders?"
Ghislaine knelt on one knee and said respectfully.
"Take a look at this."
Philip handed the letter on the desk to Ghislaine. "What do you think about the Buena Village's matter?"
Ghislaine took the letter, quickly skimmed through it, and after a moment of thought, said, "My lord, in my opinion, if the Water God-style swordsman and the boy with magical talent are as described in the letter, they are indeed rare talents. Finding suitable teachers for young lady Eris while observing their potential seems like a good opportunity for us."
"Hmm, I think so too."
Philip nodded. "In a few days, I plan to take Eris to Buena Village."
"I'll judge on the spot whether Eris likes these two potential tutors. What do you think?"
"My lord, could there be any danger in you going personally?"
Ghislaine's face showed concern as she asked. "After all, it's a remote village. What if..."
"No matter."
Philip waved his hand. "Paul is reliable. I trust him. Security in Buena Village should be fine. Don't worry too much. The main purpose of this trip is to find a teacher for Eris and to see if these two are worth nurturing."
"Yes, my lord is thoughtful." Ghislaine nodded in agreement.
"This matter is settled. Make the arrangements and prepare for the trip." Philip ordered.
"Yes, my lord." Ghislaine acknowledged and turned to leave.
"Wait."
Philip called her back. "Don't let this matter become public. The fewer people who know, the better."
"Understood, my lord."
Ghislaine acknowledged again, then turned and walked lightly out of the room.
After Ghislaine left, Philip fell back into thought.
Chapter 503 Any Discoveries?
This trip to Buena Village, seemingly simple, actually held hidden intricacies.
If Philip could successfully recruit these two talented individuals, it would be immensely helpful for the development of his power.
But if he was careless, attracting attention or encountering unexpected situations, it could also bring unnecessary trouble.
However, Philip was always a decisive person. Having made a decision, he wouldn't change it easily.
He believed that with his intelligence and ability, he could handle this matter properly.
A moment later, the butler, Thomas, walked in.
Thomas was slightly plump, with a kind face, dressed in neat butler's attire, exuding professionalism and composure in every move.
"You called for me, sir?" Thomas asked respectfully.
"Thomas, I'm taking Eris to Buena Village in a few days. Arrange the affairs of the mansion to ensure everything runs smoothly." Philip said.
"Yes, sir. May I ask if there is any important reason for this trip to Buena Village?" Thomas asked curiously.
"Just to find two suitable tutors for Eris and visit my cousin." Philip said casually. "Don't spread the word. Arrange it discreetly."
"Understood, sir. I will take care of everything in the mansion. Please go with confidence." Thomas replied.
"Yes, you may leave."
Philip waved his hand, signaling Thomas to withdraw.
After Thomas left, Philip stood up and walked to the window, looking at the dim moonlight outside, contemplating the many details of the upcoming trip to Buena Village.
Every decision could affect future development... there was no room for negligence.
Just then, a soft rustling sound came from outside the window.
Philip turned alertly, and a dark figure slipped in through the window.
As the figure stood still, Philip saw it was Ghislaine.
"My lord, the items you requested are ready."
Ghislaine said, pulling out a piece of paper from her bosom and handing it to Philip.
Philip took the paper, glanced at it, and nodded.
It turned out their previous conversation was a draft of Beast God language dialogue prepared for Ghislaine, who couldn't read human language.
Ghislaine had just recited it and then expressed it in human language.
"Good recitation."
Philip said. "When communicating with others, especially for important matters, it's safer to use Beast God language."
"Yes, my lord."
Ghislaine replied.
"By the way, I asked you to check the situation outside Riketto City earlier. Any discoveries?" Philip asked.
"Yes, my lord, I went to take a look."
Ghislaine said. "There were only bones left. The attacker was extremely clean and efficient. Every wound was precise, without any unnecessary movement. Based on the traces left, the attacker's swordsmanship is extremely high-level, seemingly proficient in both Sword God-style and Water God-style."
"The Sword God-style is at least Intermediate level, while the Water God-style has reached Saint level."
"Oh? Such a formidable person exists?"
Philip's face showed surprise. "To train both sword styles to such a level, the attacker must be no ordinary person. Do you think this relates to our trip to Buena Village?"
"Currently, there seems to be no direct connection."
Ghislaine said. "My speculation is that Water God Reida might have discovered the attacker's assassination actions."
"Because shortly after the bandit group was annihilated, the Water God-style headquarters had a corresponding reaction."
"Water God Reida..." Philip murmured. "She is a top figure in the Water God-style. If she gets involved in this matter, it could be troublesome."
"Since there's no news of a master-disciple fallout or similar, it seems she values this attacker quite highly."
"Someone like James probably couldn't employ such a formidable person."
After a moment, Philip looked at Ghislaine. "Ghislaine, let's refine the safety aspects of our plan."
Ghislaine nodded, her expression focused, waiting for Philip to continue.
"Our advantage in intelligence is a major asset. And with you personally overseeing things, I feel much more secure."
"Furthermore, our purpose this time is merely to assess their abilities. The information we project about our strength differs from our actual capability, which should also confuse onlookers."
Chapter 504 Plenty of Time
Philip analyzed methodically.
Ghislaine nodded in agreement: "You're absolutely right, my lord. With these advantages, as long as we act cautiously, major problems shouldn't arise."
Philip's eyes turned fierce: "Darius has expanded his power too aggressively in recent years... he's already become a threat to us."
"This time, I'll take the opportunity to show him and blunt his momentum."
"Just wait for Thomas to take the bait. Then we'll settle old and new scores together."
Ghislaine gripped the longsword at her waist and said seriously: "Rest assured, my lord. I will give my all to help you achieve your goal."
The two continued discussing many details until dawn began to break, then each dispersed to prepare for the upcoming actions.
Bathed in the morning glow, the group made a brief stop at a temporary camp.
Full of energy, Eris immediately rushed towards Ghislaine.
But her gaze halted on Sora, who was standing beside Ghislaine.
At that moment, Sora was holding Sylphiette in his arms, looking a bit helpless and awkward.
Eris stood in front of Ghislaine, mere centimeters away.
Ghislaine called her name, and Eris turned her head towards Ghislaine.
Her red hair, somewhat frizzy from being wet by last night's rain, now seemed to blaze like fire under the glow of the morning light.
Ghislaine first looked at Eris, then shifted her gaze to the two heads in Sora's hands.
They were Naukur and Jado, the two assassins who had tried to kill them not long ago.
Noticing Ghislaine's gaze, Eris instinctively looked back.
Seeing the two heads, she was initially stunned.
Then, she remembered what Ghislaine had once told her… that the nature of the Beast Race still retained the instinct of hunting prey, and whoever hunted the prey should...
Unable to contain her curiosity, Eris immediately asked: "Ghislaine, is he better than you?"
She pointed at Sora as she spoke.
Ghislaine didn't hide anything and replied truthfully: "Last night, he was indeed stronger than me."
"But I will definitely surpass him in the future."
Eris was startled for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.
Suddenly, she straightened her body and loudly declared: "I recognize him as my teacher!"
This sudden declaration surprised everyone present.
Sora was even more flustered, but after a moment's hesitation, he still nodded.
Just then, the system notification sounded in his mind, informing him that he had completed the [Encounter with Eris] quest and unlocked a new Divine Strike magic slot.
After confirming that the three carriages had been repaired and could continue on to Roa, Ghislaine walked over to Sora and commented on his [Silent Sword]:
"Your cut was good."
"Clean and neat, very impressive."
Then, Ghislaine instructed Sora to go to Philip's side, saying: "Go rest over there for now. You won't be needed for the next part of the journey."
Sora followed her instructions and went.
The others also tacitly didn't disturb him. Only Eris was unceremoniously pulled away by Ghislaine.
"Ghislaine, what are you doing!"
Eris protested, struggling.
"Behave yourself. Don't disturb his rest."
Ghislaine said sternly.
"I just wanted to say hello to my new teacher..."
Eris grumbled.
"There'll be plenty of time later. Let him rest for now."
"Can't you just be quiet for a bit?"
Ghislaine said helplessly.
Seeing Sora approach, Philip immediately stood up to greet him, a hint of apology on his face: "Mr. Sora, about last night's assassination attempt, I'm truly sorry. It was my oversight."
He said, somewhat distressed, "There must be a mole beside me. It's likely Thomas leaked the information."
Sora's gaze was sharp as he said directly: "Lord Philip, you always think you can control everything. But matters in this world don't always go as planned."
"Once things get out of hand, the consequences would be dire."
He paused, then continued, "Take this assassination attempt, for instance. It proves James doesn't want you to return. I think he'll likely send more assassins after you in the future."
Philip's expression changed, but he quickly recovered, smiling apologetically: "Mr. Sora is absolutely right."
"But given the current situation, I hope you can lend me your strength."
"I propose we go to the royal capital together and reclaim my power."
"Once we succeed, I can fulfill whatever you desire, sir."
Sora raised his hand to interrupt him: "Lord Philip, I am merely a tutor you hired."
"Let me ask you this: Are you certain the mole is Thomas?"
Philip nodded firmly, his tone confident: "Yes, it's him."
"He's usually sneaky. I should have noticed earlier."
"Given this incident, he must have colluded with James."
Chapter 505 The Mark of a Strong Man
Sora nodded, didn't say anything further, and turned to walk towards Rudeus and Eris, who were in the middle of an argument.
At that moment, the morning wind blew, and the scent of blood on him spread through the air.
Under the cover of dawn, the sound of hooves rang crisp and clear, as the carriages rattled towards Citadel of Roa.
Originally there were four carriages, but due to last night's incident, only three remained.
Logically, the number of people wasn't large. Even with one carriage lost, fitting four people per carriage would be more than enough space.
Philip suggested this arrangement.
But who would have thought this suggestion would ignite a fierce dispute between Rudeus and Eris?
After experiencing a dramatic upheaval, people's emotions often become like runaway horses, hard to control.
Last night's breathtaking assassination caused everyone's adrenaline to surge dramatically. Then, when Sora returned safely with two heads, their dopamine levels also spiked.
The nerves of Rudeus, Eris, and Sylphiette were all highly excited. Reason couldn't restrain them, and the argument ignited immediately.
Eris, her face bright red, yelled, "I want to ride in the same carriage as the cat girl, Ghislaine, Sylphiette, and Sora-sensei! I need to learn the technique of catching arrows barehanded from Sensei! I can't miss this opportunity."
With hands on her hips, her posture suggested she would fight anyone who disagreed.
Rudeus, not backing down, veins bulging on his neck, retorted loudly, "Why should you?! Me, Sylphy, Sora, and Ghislaine should be in the same carriage."
"I just killed someone. I'm still full of aggression. My emotions are all over the place."
"Besides, I'm always left out every time. I've had enough!"
As he spoke, he pointed at Eris, his eyes full of defiance. He was actually seriously arguing with Eris, a young lady he still considered a child.
Although the cat girl, acting on Philip's orders to ensure the 'kidnapping' proceeded normally, had been instigating Eris to push Rudeus into another carriage, the opportunity to reallocate seating now forced Rudeus to seriously consider whether this was a potential third instance of 'failure.'
In his heart, he, Sora, Roxy, and Sylphy were a solid adventurer group of four. What business did this suddenly appearing young lady Eris have with them?
After much commotion, the carriage Sora was in ended up crammed with six people.
In the cramped space, Sora, Sylphy, and Rudeus crowded on one side, while Eris sat on Ghislaine's lap, facing Rudeus. The two argued endlessly.
Sora initially tried to intervene, to calm them down, but before he could speak, he found it impossible.
The two argued until their faces were red, their emotions escalating until they finally came to blows.
They tugged at Sylphy's and Ghislaine's arms, each trying to scramble onto the carriage first, as if getting on first meant gaining a huge advantage.
In his exasperation, Sora was pulled by these 'two factions', half-pushed and half-led onto the carriage, feeling a sense of helplessness in 'trying to please everyone'.
Sylphy's hair had been dried and fluffed by her blowing magic earlier.
Her gaze fell into her lap, bored as she counted how many times their knees bumped.
Sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with Sora, she could clearly feel the warmth radiating from him between their knees, a warmth intermittently changing with the carriage's swaying.
Her upper body stiffly maintained a fist's distance from Sora, looking somewhat uneasy.
Just then, Eris's dissatisfied voice reached her.
Sylphy subconsciously stopped counting, lost in thought.
She realized that Eris knew what she wanted and could express it openly, which was exactly what Sylphy lacked.
Strangely, no one seemed to dislike Eris for this behavior.
Sylphy felt a little disappointed, quietly clenching the hem of her clothes.
Rudeus and Eris's argument grew fiercer, like two angry bulls, neither willing to give in.
As if an idea struck him, Rudeus suddenly grabbed Sora's hand and raised it high, shouting, "Eris, look at these calluses!"
"This is proof of talent!"
"Only countless hours of diligent practice can produce such calluses. This is the mark of a strong man!"
Eris's curiosity was piqued. She forgot the argument for a moment and quickly leaned in to look.
Then, driven by curiosity, Sylphy also grabbed Sora's other hand and examined it closely.