Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Hey, don't get excited, miss."

Rope put his hands on the girl's shoulders and comforted Ayako Mizutsu.

"First of all, you misunderstood a little, I'm not an ordinary person. Well... I'm probably just like you." He flashed the Command Spell in his hand.

"Your battle is too flamboyant, and the green hair with the short gun over there has a relationship with me, so I will deal with him. As for Berserker...I think you must not deliberately choose to become Master, right?"

"..."

Midori Ayako let go of Rope and lowered her head in frustration.

"...Sorry...I don't know anything...what are you doing? It was a normal high school student life a few days ago, but at the moment that girl came, everything changed..."

The girl is not someone who knows the mystery, and her heart is not as strong as Kurotsuki.

Therefore, after witnessing the surreal battle and the killing intent that seemed to be dead in the next second, I was sincerely afraid.

Sure enough.

Rope nodded knowingly.

"Your name?" he asked knowingly.

"...Misuzuki Ayako." The girl whispered.

"Miss Mizutsu Ayako, first choice, I have to regret to inform you that your daily routine is over." Rope glanced at the sky behind him.

"About the Holy Grail War, I will give you a proper explanation when you are still in the mood after tonight's dinner party. Now you have to let the one who flew in the sky come back to you, and the battlefield will soon be destroyed by me and my Servant. Take over, if you don't want to be accidentally injured, you'd better do as I say, then at least I can guarantee your life safety - so what about Miss Ayako Mizutsu?"

"Just let her come back?"

"Yes. My goal is temporarily..."

His words were interrupted.

- Bang!

The loud noise of falling to the ground and the scattered dust made Rope closed his mouth with an ugly expression.Even so, his hair and back were quite messed up.

Turning his head, one of the two "devils" originally above the sky was lying on the ground, struggling to support himself to get up.

In the looming black mist, there was the appearance of a young girl with silver hair.

Chapter [-] Crazy Ripper Loli, Arturia vs Achilles

The fluttering dust dissipated, and Ayako Mizutsu who opened her eyes also looked at Berserker who fell beside her.

The girl couldn't sit still.

Ignoring that the latter was at war with the enemy Servant, she stood up anxiously and wanted to see the little girl's condition.

Fortunately, Roper pulled her shoulders.

"There is a battlefield for heroes and heroes on the battlefield. Ordinary people don't mess around. If you are scratched by Rider's chariot, ten lives will not be enough for you."

"But……"

Mizutsu Ayako had worries written all over her face, but her weak strength couldn't break free from Rope's hand, and she was firmly pressed in place.

"Your Berserker is defeated, just leave it to me to take over. But that appearance..."

Rope frowned.

Berserker's demonized black smoke concealed her own appearance, and the glimpse just now did not convince Rope that it was the familiar Heroic Spirit.

After all, based on his knowledge, that person's affinity for the Assassin rank is definitely higher than that of Berserker.

"Mizuki Ayako-san, do you know your servant's real name?"

"...The real name of the Servant?" Ayako Mizutsu asked suspiciously.Until now, the girl still didn't quite understand what a "servant" was.

"It's that girl's name." Rope gestured at the "devil" who was getting up.

Having said that, Mitsuru Ayako finally understood.

She looked at the demon who fought so hard to protect herself, and said with a complicated expression.

"Jack, she said her name was Jack."

"...It's really her."

"Jack the Ripper" of the Berserker rank, seems to have heard of it...

Rope couldn't remember which work Crazy Jack had appeared in the past, but he should not be considered a powerful Servant if his memory was so indifferent.

——At least not comparable to heroes like Achilles and Karna.

"Let go... Mom!"

Still thinking, Rope was awakened by an angry, crisp childish voice.

When he turned his gaze back, the demon's claws had already grabbed the top of his head.

The nails made of sharp, black mist shone with a cold glow, and just by the sound of the breaking wind, you could tell that even a rock would be shattered by the devil's terrifying grip if the blow was firm.

--Ding!

The sound of metal came, and Rope put down his defensive hand and looked at the purple-haired girl who was protecting him behind him.