@apocryphism
“Perhaps this is fate, or would you rather predestination? Either way, one could hardly relate this to mere coincidence.”
Not exactly the person he wanted to run into the most by a nautical mile, however as his D Rank Luck would have it, he happened to come across an old...acquaintance. His most menacing glare, or his default face, was shot in the direction of the young holy man. It was questionable just how much mischief he could get up to in this city, but he was the sort that was worth keeping an eye on.
“If we were to follow the logic of the holy grail, it was only a matter of time before a Ruler was dispatched with this many Servants in one location.”
“However, without a Holy Grail in sight, you are merely another captive citizen, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada.”
So spoke the Lancer to the young saint sitting across the table in between mouthfuls of onion rings. Despite the fact that he would comply anyway, he was certainly hoping the young man wasn’t about to ask for any.