Snowfield City, Room 1408, Dolphin Hotel.
As the city's most luxurious hotel, it was filled with precious textiles, handicrafts, priceless famous paintings, and food that would cost an ordinary person years of wages.
In such a perfect environment, the man named Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald looked around with disgust.
As the Clock Tower's representative for this Holy Grail War, Kayneth was an absolute genius. He achieved the Brand rank before 25, became the Lord of the Department of Mineralogy, and was admired for creating numerous Mystic Codes and magecraft research.
Yet, this exceptionally outstanding man felt extremely uncomfortable all over.
In Kayneth's eyes, as a noble, staying in such a flashy, substanceless hotel, like the most disgusting nouveau riche, was truly a disgrace.
"Sigh..... Diarmuid, are you certain all Servants have arrived?"
Because his catalyst was stolen by Waver, Kayneth had to choose a second option, summoning another Servant: Diarmuid ua Duibhne, the 'Knight of Fianna', a great hero known as the 'First Spear of the Knights of Fianna' in Irish mythology.
Without looking at Diarmuid beside him, Kayneth, to some extent like Gilgamesh, felt extremely uncomfortable in this world mixed with ordinary people.
"My Lord, I am certain all Servants for this war have arrived. Several are within the Einzbern's territory. The aura they emit makes me suspect at least three... no, at least five or more Servants are gathered there."
Nodding, Diarmuid was a knight of considerable loyalty and righteousness.
Regretting his actions towards his lord in his previous life, he had no particular wish for the Holy Grail War's victory, only wanting to serve his lord faithfully and fulfill his regrets.
Assuring his sensing was absolutely correct, he even wondered what kind of place the Einzbern's territory was to have so many Servants gathered.
"At least five? Slightly troublesome. But ultimately, it's just trouble. After all, these are just gatherings of the weak."
With absolute talent, Kayneth could even modify the Servant Summoning Ritual.
Yes, normally, Masters and Servants have a one-to-one partnership, and magical energy supply is the same. But Kayneth was different.
He altered the Command Spells and ritual, incorporating his fiancée Sola-Ui, allowing two people to supply magical energy to his Servant simultaneously. This enhanced combat power and maximized the effectiveness of his Mystic Codes.
Shaking his head, indicating these were non-issues, Kayneth viewed Servants merely as a means to victory because he had other methods like Mystic Codes.
Compared to Tokiomi's caution, Kayneth was even more excessive. He covered the entire Dolphin Hotel with bounded fields, including the sewers.
Added to that were the spatially distorted corridors, three dedicated magical furnaces, and numerous evil spirits and wraiths. His preparations were truly overly perfect.
Believing the enemies were nothing much, Kayneth had never accepted failure and naturally couldn't imagine the possibility of losing.
"I understand. Your judgment is everything, my Lord."
Skilled in combat rather than strategy, as otherwise, he wouldn't have had such unpleasantness with his knight corps lord in the past, Diarmuid simply knelt on one knee, showing his loyalty.
"Kayneth, don't be too arrogant. Diarmuid's caution is not wrong, the enemies are formidable."
The sudden voice belonged to the third person in the room, a girl with flame-like hair.
Her beautiful appearance was her proud external asset. The girl named Sola-Ui was the daughter of Kayneth's mentor and his fiancée.
However...
While speaking, she kept staring at Diarmuid's handsome face. A trace of disdain flickered in Sola-Ui's eyes… disgust towards the so-called 'Mystic Eyes of Charisma'.
"Sola, you have a point too. Let's be wary for now."
His love for Sola-Ui was visibly overflowing.
Kayneth's relationship with his fiancée had always been poor. Although nominally engaged, they had no intimate relationship, not even holding hands.
But Kayneth still loved Sola-Ui deeply. He believed in his own charm and was convinced Sola-Ui would be moved by him eventually.
As he began explaining his tactics to Sola-Ui and Diarmuid, they suddenly felt a surge of magical energy from another part of the city. It was...
"It's a Servant's appearance. Diarmuid, prepare to investigate."
Having little intelligence on the other Servants, Kayneth and Diarmuid set out first to meet the coming war.
…
Meanwhile, at Snowfield City's docks.
"You mongrel, have you considered the sin of impersonating this king?"
The golden figure sat high in the sky, looking down at the person who intoxicated him. The Golden Gil never expected to see that familiar person in this Holy Grail War.
Taking a deep breath, initially wanting to have a proper conversation and understand the pride of another King, Gilgamesh saw another person… clearly a different version of himself.
He wanted to chat properly, but what Gilgamesh never expected was that the other, the other... actually...
"You mongrel, how can you be a woman? How dare you be a woman!"
"This king will kill you, you disgraceful scoundrel!"
His first impression of the Female Gil was anger, extreme anger. How could the proud oldest King, the Golden Gil, tolerate the ultimate disgrace of himself being female?
Glaring furiously at the Female Gil, he received an equally displeased response.
"You bastard! Do you know how long this king searched to find that treasure? This king will kill you!"
Looking at the shattered Mystic Code beneath her feet, as two golden figures manifested, the battle between the oldest King vs. the oldest King, Female Gil vs. Golden Gil, began!