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[h1][color=03FCDA]Amara bint Mahmud ibn Hāshim Seif [/color][/h1]
[h3]Kino Books, Commerce District, Fuyuki City [/h3]
[[b]Commerce Distrct -> Shinto Town[/b]]
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[i]"Lets save the world together, Master."[/i]

She could have cried. She truly could have.

If Amara wasn’t trying her best to pretend to be a “proper magus,” she probably would have been in tears.  

To have someone that understood her goal was the greatest thing for her. 

“Thank you, Caster!”

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Amara was getting a bit self conscious. Moments after expressing her gratitude to her Servant, Caster immediately instructed her to hail down a cab. It was probably an unlucky coincidence, however. They were heading off anyway, and a cab was much more efficient than walking around.

Still, she was a bit worried.

The magus gazed out at the window, hoping the scenery of the city would be enough to make her concerns fade away. While her home in Basra was “larger,” the architecture of Fuyuki was much more pleasing to look at. It would only get more impressed as they made their way through Miyama and into Shinto.

At least, that’s what the cab driver said anyway. 

…

The distraction method was not working very well. Maybe some small conversation with her Servant would do the trick? 

[color=03FCDA]“Hey, Caster, what do you think of the modern world? I don’t know how much the Grail gave you, but I think you have enough to have some ideas.”[/color]


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[h1][color=FBC417]Nebuchadnezzar II [/color][/h1]
[h3] Foreigner's District, Fuyuki City [/h3]
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It took nearly all of Rider’s willpower to hold in his laughter. The combination of both his master’s demeanor, frustration at the map, and pride at turning a corner was almost too much to handle. 

What a splendid Master! Truly, this pairing was but another blessing that had been granted to him! How else could he had been fortunate enough to pair with such an entertaining girl! 

Girl? 

Well, she was more of a lady, right?

She had the appearance of a child, with a demeanor to match. However, she had the grace of someone refined, with goals only someone with a noble heart could have. Rider could have just asked her for her age, but you can’t just, [i][b]D[/b][/i][i][b]O[/b][/i] that.

Hmm, he’ll have to shelf this conondondrum for now. 

[color=FBC417]“Greeting the hosts of the war?”[/color]

He gave a confused look to his master, though he continued to fall behind. There was just something about that idea. This likely involved going around to visit the hosts, the people who have had all the time in the world to prepare, and entering their territories. They likely summoned incredibly impressive Servants as well. 

Something about this idea just seemed…

[color=FBC417]“Perfect! I couldn’t think of a better way to spend the morning! We can greet and thank them for preparing this battle while the Sun is still shining!”[/color]

Good thing you can’t attack guests. That was against the law.