The travel up to the Holy Grail War grounds was a good opportunity to lay down some cooperation plans. Especially those based around their Servants' respective skills. On her side, Hifumi would be willing to lend any information needed, as long as Rider didn't feel about being secretive—which didn't seem to be the case given his introduction. She could only hope that the others wouldn't try to be as misanthropic as Assassin's Master. That would be truly boring.
"Thank you for your kindness, Priest-sama," Hifumi bowed after their host made his rulings known. There was a slight hint of sarcasm in her mannerism but it would probably fly right over the head of anyone not acquainted with the Japanese culture. Nevertheless, these people didn't deserve any better for being so openly moronic about their bigotry.
She was here for one reason, and one reason only. In the grand scheme of things, their opinions didn't matter. At all.
"You are free to do as you wish from now onward, Rider. Just be sure to not cause too much of a ruckus and, avoid contact with these priests. They are too boorish to appreciate beauty such as yours,
" Hifumi said—with the last two sentences being spoken through their spiritual link—reaching forth to her Servant's hands.
"I'll be downstairs if anyone needs me. I have to begin preparations as soon as possible. The faster we do this, the faster we can go back to our normal lives."
𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 - 𝙰𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊
"Can I of thee to accompany me in scouting for the duration of this war, Rider?" Atalanta said not very long after they were in flight, after introducing herself by her True Name.
"The Slayer of the Chimera would be as good companion as I can ever ask for," she added in an overly formal way, typical of high esteem that the Heroic Spirits of the Greek Age of the Gods usually held for one another.
When they arrived at their destination, Archer didn't even bothered with getting inside the church. Instead, she stepped away from her Master as soon as the resident priest himself known. "That kind of man is only good for causing trouble," she said in a voice loaded with animosity as she disappeared, vanishing back into her Spirit Form."I'll be out scouting. Don't worry about it, I won't be very far away, Master,"
Archer added through their Master-Servant connection.
Needless to say, Atalanta's notion of "not very far away," was a little skewed, since she roamed the city in her Spirit Form until finding a lone radio tower a couple kilometers away from the church. There, she perched herself atop one of the tallest antennas, turning back into her physical body so that she could properly scout the countryside area.
Finding her location wouldn't be very complicated for any of the allied Servants since she wasn't trying to hide from them. But, for the time being, the Chaste Huntress stood lonely at the tower reading the winds as she looked for any suspicious movements in the distance.