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"Chancellor, why aren't the people bowing before me? Their ruler has returned, sent here to save them from this destruction, yet they hide from my grace?"

Caster had already known the answer. They were dead. Their city fell to some disaster and they were the ultimate victims. The girl needed no corpse to be sure about that, as the hell of this city was more than enough to show for it. Even if there were a few who did survive, they would have to be in the minority. She had only bothered to ask her new Master, err, Chancellor(?) about the matter to keep some semblance of hope alive. There is no reason to be happy when those around you have perished. Defeating your enemies in battle was one thing, but a mass killing of an entire city was beyond her. While people may do, life as a collective if special. To extinguish that...

The Pharaoh couldn't bother to think about the rationale behind the people who would do this. It may be the past, a different reality from the one her Chancellor was already from, but the lives lost here were real. And for that, the person behind all of this could never be forgiven.

After all, what Pharaoh lets her people die without fighting to avenge them?

Caster noticed the man staring at them, but she paid him little mind. Her attention was more centered around the leyline beneath her. Whether it was natural Caster instinct or something else, all of her effort was going to be towards securing this leyline. She would have all the time in the world to deal with him, but this was something she had to secure as soon as possible.

Her gaze shifted between the two other Servants she was summoned with. Both seemed like warriors, which was more than enough for her to work with.

"One of you can chase after that man, if you so desire. The other is to stay here with me and my Chancellor. If neither of you want to chase after him, that is also fine. It is risky sending one person off alone. I'm going to secure the leyline under us. If any of you have objections to this plan...

Don't.

Alright! Let us begin!"

With an enthusiastic cheer, Caster began to take control over the leyline.