Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover
Chapter 335: [335] Chaldea and the Magical Girls

Chapter 335: [335] Chaldea and the Magical Girls

"In other words, Miss Illya, while you were moving from your own reality to the adjacent [Mirror World], you encountered an unexplained anomaly that caused you to be dragged into it and drift to this island... Is that correct?"

"Mhm. We just got here too, so we don’t know anything about this place."

"Our situation is similar, coming from Chaldea. However... the only thing we can confirm right now is that the Rayshift didn’t function properly, and at the same time, all communications with the Command Room have been completely cut off."

"So, we’re currently in a situation where we have no idea where this place even is."

"Ahaha, yeah, that’s about right..."

The representatives of Chaldea and the magical girls spoke in hushed tones, engaging in a broad and in-depth discussion, exchanging opinions, and reaching an important consensus.

As for why Mash, and not Ritsuka, was representing Chaldea...

"Senpai? Senpai! Stop messing around—we have a lot to deal with right now!"

Mash had to raise her voice before Ritsuka, who had been busy chasing after Draco, finally stopped and tilted her head in thought.

"Hmm... The biggest issue right now isn’t where we are, but what’s here, don’t you think?"

"Judging by the tropical plants, this definitely isn’t Britain."

Artoria Pendragon, wrapped in her usual cloak, stepped forward. After giving Illya a meaningful glance, she delivered her conclusion.

As if her words had broken the ice, one Servant after another began speaking up, exchanging opinions in a lively chatter.

"Unfortunately, I don’t recall ever coming to a place like this." Tamamo-no-Mae, a fox-eared shrine maiden, flicked her ears and sighed.

Beside her, Kiyohime, dressed in a similar outfit but in blue-green tones, giggled behind her fan. "Honestly, I’m not sure. But at the very least, this doesn’t seem to be Japan."

With the two Japanese mythological Servants having spoken, everyone turned their attention to the fifth female Servant—a golden-haired knight clad in red-and-white armor, her face nearly identical to King Arthur’s.

"Don’t ask me, I’ve got no clue." The knight, Mordred, waved a hand dismissively. "More importantly..."

Her gaze flickered toward Artoria—the legendary King Arthur, her "father."

"I’ve already given my opinion. Sorry I can’t be of more help." Artoria, as oblivious as ever, replied earnestly before turning to the three handsome male Servants behind her.

"Sasaki, Diarmuid, Cú Chulainn... Do any of you have thoughts?"

"There’s no need to mind us. In a situation like this, we shouldn’t recklessly stand out. It’s better to remain calm and let our brilliance shine quietly."

Sasaki Kojirou, dressed in a loose kimono like a carefree old man, shook his head, voicing their shared stance.

"Besides, there are far too many charming ladies present..." Diarmuid sighed. "And as a Lancer, I can’t exactly suppress my [Love Spot]."

"More importantly, with my mentor nowhere in sight, I can finally enjoy summer to the fullest—woohoo!" Cú Chulainn didn’t even bother responding to Artoria, too busy reveling in his newfound freedom from Scáthach’s tyranny.

While the Chaldea group chattered away, the magical girls—compared to their panic over being stranded in an unfamiliar place—were more stunned by their "teammates."

"Hey, Illya... do you feel it too? Every single one of these people... they’re all Servants," Miyu whispered nervously.

Artoria, Tamamo-no-Mae, Kiyohime, Mordred, Sasaki Kojirou, Cú Chulainn, Diarmuid...

Not counting the oddly-spirited Mash, there were seven full-fledged Servants present—that’s enough to start an entire Holy Grail War!

In the magical girl world, Servants summoned via Class Cards were always enemies—targets to be defeated. Illya still had those very Class Cards in her pocket, reminders of past battles.

And even one weakened Servant had been a challenge for them... if all seven went hostile at once...

"No, these might be actual Heroic Spirits—true Servants. They’re rational, and there’s no leyline here for us to protect," Ruby pointed out the crucial difference.

"Except that girl with the giant shield. She seems to have Installed a very rare Heroic Spirit."

"Foolish. That’s a Shielder. Unlike your Install system, Demi-Servants use a vessel to borrow a Heroic Spirit’s power—with the vessel maintaining dominant control. Most Heroic Spirits wouldn’t accept such terms."

At some point, Draco had silently joined Illya’s group.

"This girl must’ve gone through something... for a Heroic Spirit to willingly cast aside their pride and merge with her. Hmph."

Apparently realizing she was talking too much, Draco—with her signature ahoge face—pouted and awkwardly cut the conversation short.

"In any case, you’re safe. Chaldea doesn’t harm innocent civilians."

"Come to think of it, we still don’t know who you are. Just that you claim to know Onii-chan Sakatsuki..." Illya asked curiously.

At that, Draco snorted, turned away without a word, and walked off, leaving only the swish of a dragon tail in her wake.

Illya stood frozen, dumbfounded. After a long moment, she turned to Miyu with tearful eyes.

"What do I do, Miyu? Did I get rejected...? Uuu..."

"N-no way, Illya. I like you a lot!" Miyu quickly hugged her, whispering words of comfort.

Nearby, Chloe dismissed her heavily draining Mystic Code, glancing at the blond girl in the red dress who now stood alone, head tilted in quiet thought. She didn’t say anything—but she noticed something.

Ever since they arrived, that ominous aura around her... was gone.

"Alright!"

A loud clap cut through the air, drawing everyone’s attention. In front of all these noble, heroic, or dignified Servants, a mere human—Ritsuka—stepped forward and confidently made the call.

"First priority: establish contact with Chaldea. And request rescue."

She looked around, saw no objections from the Servants, and then turned to Illya, the "representative" of the magical girls. Offering a reassuring nod, she continued:

"Second, we need to explore the island. Unfortunately, none of our Servants have any real sailing experience, so we’ll have to investigate inland instead—"

"Um," Illya raised her hand timidly, smiling awkwardly.

"If we need to go beyond the island, Miyu and I could try flying..."

"Flying?"

Taken completely by surprise, Ritsuka froze, glanced at Mash, and after a brief whispered exchange, gave a response.

"In that case, we’ll be counting on you—Miss Illya, Miss Miyu."

"Okay! We’ll do our best!"

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