Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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What exactly did Sakura go through?

What exactly happened to make her like this?

"What's the point of asking these questions now?! The humiliation and oppression I suffered in the Matou family..."

"For the sake of your so-called glory, you sent me to the hellish machine... Why, why did you send me to the Matou family—"

"That's not it, I'm doing this for your own good, Sakura!"

Tokiomi Tohsaka's voice involuntarily rose a few decibels:

"Only by inheriting the Matou family's magic can you avoid wasting your talent and carry on the Tohsaka family's aspirations and bloodline..."

"Shut up..."

Stab it!

The terrifying black magic belt instantly pierced through the wall behind Tokiomi Tohsaka; in an instant... Tokiomi Tohsaka didn't even see it clearly.

His crimson eyes were filled with even more furious hatred.

However, Kama Sakura managed to restrain her body from about to go berserk.

Ding--

"Hmm...Sakura—?!"

Rin Tohsaka suddenly felt dizzy, and her bright eyes lost their luster, becoming dull and lifeless.

"Sleep."

Kama Sakura used her magic to force Rin into a daze and then took control of her.

"I'm going to the Greater Grail, Father."

The white-haired girl spoke with a cold and terrifying smile.

"The Holy Grail can devour the souls of Servants... However, the souls of excellent mages can also serve as nourishment for the Greater Grail... Don't you think so?"

"Father, dear, great one~~"

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The individual that constitutes Kama Sakura's spirit origin is not just Sakura from this world.

And then there's Black Sakura, who should have turned evil under normal circumstances.

Sakura like this... has captured Rin.

"What...what exactly happened?"

"Wait, Sakura...don't do this—she's your sister...she's yours—"

For some reason, Tokiomi Tohsaka felt a surge of pain welling up inside him, like a flood bursting its banks.

"Ah~~"

"Of course, precisely because she is my sister, Father."

The white-haired girl gently brushed Rin Tohsaka's tender cheek with her snow-white, slender fingers.

"Sisters, by nature, are destined to kill each other..."

"Isn't this exactly what my father, who sent me to hell, wanted?"

"Do you know what kind of bullying Sakura suffered in the Matou family... Do you know how those scumbags will treat her?"

"Hahahaha~~"

"Of course you wouldn't know, Father!"

"Because of you, I won't survive this Holy Grail War!"

The girl wore a mocking smile, unleashing her emotions as the "Black Cherry Blossom" part of her being wildly expressed.

"What are you talking about, Sakura? Putting aside the Holy Grail War, what exactly have you been through—"

"You only want to know now? Don't you think it's too late, Father?"

Kama Sakura's face still bore that smile as decaying as a cherry blossom.

That icy, sinister smile was like an ice pick that pierced Tokiomi Tohsaka.

"Want to know what I've been through, V-Saki Suru-Yi G?"

"hehe..."

"I will very gently repeat this on my sister, and then you can go ask her...hehe..."

"Wait, Sakura...wait—stop! Stop—!"

Tokiomi Tohsaka reached out to stop Sakura Kama.

But what level is he...?

And what level is the other party?

"Don't touch me, you useless piece of trash."

His crimson eyes, filled with unprecedented pressure, caused the elegant Tokiomi Tohsaka to kneel down.

"If Father is prepared to sacrifice himself to save my sister—"

"I will be waiting for you at the core of the Greater Grail tomorrow night."

"Don't bring Gilgamesh... or I really will kill my sister, hehe... I'm really looking forward to seeing what Father will choose."

Kama Sakura's laughter was like a wind chime, and her scarlet eyes stared directly at the other person, the father of this body.

The Sakura of today is not the same Sakura of the past.

Such rivalries between sisters have always been common.

To the older sister, the younger sister is a snake; to the younger sister, the older sister is a ghost...

"For Father, the killing of relatives...every family member is plunged into an abyss of death and suffering...is this the happiness you hoped for for your descendants?"

"Don't worry. Hmm~~ I'll make it happen for Father right now."

Kama Sakura's words made Tokiomi Tohsaka's heart tighten.

"Stop, Sakura! I didn't send you to the Matou family for this kind of thing. I just wanted you to receive the Matou family's magic, education, and life experience."

His voice carried a hint of pain that he himself was unaware of.

Did they foresee the tragic scene of sisters killing each other about to unfold...?

Or is it that the outstanding next head of the Tohsaka family is in mortal danger...?

Or perhaps they were shocked by Sakura's tremendous changes...

Or is it a concern about the crisis in the Tohsaka family's succession of magic...?

In short, the pain Tokiomi Tohsaka is currently experiencing is making it extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

It felt like there was a sharp stone blocking his chest, choking him.

"Goodbye, Father..."

"You wouldn't want your sister to become a victim of the Greater Grail, would you?"

After saying that.

Kama Sakura ignored the sorrowful man lying on the ground.

She carried her unconscious sister and walked out of the Tohsaka residence as easily as if she were strolling.

Tokiomi Tohsaka was a tragic figure.

He treated his disciple with utmost sincerity, yet was betrayed by him...

He devoted himself to studying demonic arts with the utmost rigor, but his talent was mediocre...

Tokiomi Tohsaka looked at a pre-written letter in the corner of his desk.

If something were to happen to him...

He decided to pass the position of head of the family to Rin and entrust his son to his reliable disciple, Kirei Kotomine.

“Why did it become like this…”

"I need an answer, an answer that the Matou family can provide."

Tokiomi Tohsaka gripped the jeweled scepter tightly in his hand.

Was it the magician's anger...?

Or is it the father's anger...?

At this moment, Tokiomi Tohsaka's usually elegant eyes blazed with uncontrollable rage for the first time in his life.

It's not about Sakura...

Rather, it was directed at the Matou family, who had turned Sakura into this, and at himself, who had personally pushed Sakura into hell.

"Could it be..."

Am I really a useless, incompetent piece of trash?

Tokiomi Tohsaka watched the girl's departing figure, his eyes filled with bitterness.

“We can’t tell Aoi about this…and we must inform Kirei and send an Assassin to investigate the Matou family.”

"I need to know what Sakura went through."

Tokiomi Tohsaka stood up, straightened his disheveled clothes, and his eyes were as sharp as a spear.

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The desires of the servants

Most of the heroic spirits who appeared in the world because of the power of the Holy Grail harbored long-cherished wishes.

The same applies to magicians. For magicians, the Holy Grail is the hope that leads to their great aspirations, the "hole" that can open the vortex of the root.

At least that's what Tokiomi Tohsaka thought.

However, there are also people who think differently.

For example, participating in this large-scale magic competition would add another glorious chapter to one's already impressive resume.

Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald.

The Clock Tower's renowned monarch comes from a prestigious family that has lasted for nine generations. He himself is an unprecedented genius and serves as a first-class lecturer at the Clock Tower.

The top floor of the Hyatt Hotel.

Kenneth sat on the sofa, looking distressed. His white-gloved hand gently stroked his striking blond slicked-back hair, which gleamed with a greasy sheen under the light.

Unlike Tokiomi Tohsaka's troubles.

Kenneth's troubles lay elsewhere.

Originally, he believed that, regardless of the circumstances of the ceremony in this remote town in the Far East, he should be able to lead his Servants to defeat all the enemies in an almost unparalleled manner.

But reality was not as rosy as he had imagined.

Heroic spirits from the Age of Gods, and even legendary monsters capable of using "Imaginary Manifestation," have appeared... This is no longer a realm that mere magicians can enter.

Even with his exceptional talent, he couldn't compete with these terrifying beings.

So he chose to retreat on the spot.

Kenneth wasn't afraid... at least he explained to himself... it was definitely not fear, but a measure taken for a more rational battle in the future.

If the mighty monarch of the Clock Tower were to admit fear in this rural competition...

That would be truly embarrassing.

Some things are more important than losing your life, especially your reputation.

"It's really disgraceful of you to just slink away and stay in the workshop like this, Kenneth."

The red-haired woman spread her hands, looking at Kenneth with a hint of arrogance and disdain in her eyes.

"Let me explain, Solau... In order to win the Holy Grail War, we should be cautious. Although the enemy's magicians are far less skilled than ours, their Servants are an exception."

If it were anyone else, Kenneth would have slapped them across the face long ago.