Type Moon: Social Death Nickname, Starting Lady Crane

Why does it seem like both of them are not right?

In the world of the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at everything on the screen and was silent for a while.

He had always thought that Jack the Ripper was Assassin...

After all, judging from the rumors, this should be the case.

It turns out that the Heroic Spirit on the screen is Berserker.

This is a bit unbearable.

All of a sudden, the Assassins who were discussing Jack the Ripper on the screen became clowns!

In an instant, the entire screen was filled with dense barrages of comments.

Emiya Shirou: You're kidding, Jack the Ripper, his class is Assassin? Isn't that a bit weird?

[Tohsaka Rin: Exactly, how do you resemble a Berserker? Speaking of the Berserker class, it's supposed to be about losing your mind and unleashing your power. I can't see how that Jack the Ripper on the screen lost his mind at all.]

[Romani Achiman: Berserker, who can talk normally and possesses rationality, and whose power has been enhanced... wouldn't that make him invincible!? This Holy Grail War is really interesting.]

[Joan of Arc:??? Jack the Ripper isn't Assassin...it seems so different from our world.]

[Ryougi Shiki: A Berserker who hasn't lost his mind... How rare is that? How many more terrifying Servants like this will appear in this Holy Grail War?]

【…】

All the audience were discussing it.

Everyone was amazed at Jack the Ripper's rank.

Even Firat on the screen was not surprised...

As if sensing his Master's doubts, Jack the Ripper slowly introduced the origin of his rank.

"Because I was born as a legend symbolizing madness, madness is the only class that resonates with me."

After hearing these words, Firat suddenly understood.

"I see...it means two negatives equal a positive!"

"Well, if I were a messenger transferring actual human spirits, it wouldn't be like this.

However, it was precisely because I was born with the symbol of madness that I was able to force my way through this stage.

Or perhaps the cup fight itself is some kind of special ritual.”

Hear the words of Jack the Ripper.

Firat responded very readily.

"Oh~ The User is really powerful!"

There was a long silence.

Jack the Ripper changed the subject

"By the way, when I transformed into a police officer just now, why didn't you use hypnosis...

You're not planning on using magical cues to break through? That's the most basic of basics for a magician, right?

Firat said as a matter of course.

"what?

...Well, but I think the misunderstanding still needs to be cleared up."

Hearing these words, Jack the Ripper in his mind fell silent.

After a long time, he complained silently.

"I'm suddenly starting to feel uneasy about whether you're a good magician or not."

Perhaps because such words were rather awkward, Firat took the initiative to change the subject.

"By the way, if you found the Holy Grail, what wish would you make?"

"Well... I think it would be better to tell the master... but please don't laugh at me."

After a slight hesitation, Jack the Ripper's voice continued to respond.

"...that is, who killed five prostitutes in the Whitechapel area

That is, who am I? I just want to know that."

"Who is it...?"

“I am just a legend, not real.

However, it is a very scary thing to change your appearance without knowing who you are and relying solely on stories and research made up by others.

For you, who have a body, a name, and a past, this is probably difficult to understand."

Jack the Ripper's wish was simple: he just wanted to know his true identity.

Although it was a simple wish, it probably meant everything to Jack the Ripper.

Then, Firat continued to ask.

“So, what are you going to do after you know your true identity?

For example, if someone summons me somewhere other than the Holy Grail War...

Um, are you going to appear as someone imitating your true identity?"

"Perhaps so.

Although in terms of the outcome, I am still someone else and that has not changed, it is still a legend that has been passed down from mouth to mouth based on the premise that I am a murderer.

If I could become a real legend, I would be closer to the truth."

Hearing this, Firat spoke out without understanding the atmosphere.

"I feel like if that were the case, I would become unlike myself."

Such words made Jack the Ripper in his mind breathe out in disbelief.

"...Are you often told that you have a poor command of the atmosphere?"

"Ahahaha, I get told that a lot! Thank you so much!"

"I'm not complimenting you... No, forget it. We won't be discussing this topic again anyway."

Then, Jack the Ripper changed the subject.

"But I'm ashamed you'd even think of summoning me. I lack the abilities of heroes, and I lack the ethics of a human being."

However, after hearing these words, Firat's face remained as calm as ever.

"I actually like mysterious weirdos like you whose true identities are unknown."

"..."

"Because isn't it cool! And you feel like a good person now, which is great!"

Hearing these words, Jack the Ripper was slightly stunned.

This was the first time he encountered such a magician...

Although he has a strong talent as a magician, he seems to be different from ordinary magicians.

Thinking of this, Jack the Ripper became a little more active.

"So, Master, what are you going to do first?

As long as I have my abilities, I can invade anywhere and even directly defeat the enemy master!

But I intend to follow your instructions."

When Firat heard these words, there was no reaction on his face. He just looked at the lawn on the side.

The sun shines on everyone and the breeze blows gently.

“Since the weather is nice, let’s go bask in the sun first.

Very warm and super comfortable.”

With these words, Firat lay down directly on the lawn.

I began to enjoy my comfortable nap time.

"Varied……!"

In the Second World Case Files.

After seeing this scene, El-Melloi II could no longer sit still.

"How thick-skinned is this guy?"

Even though they were participating in the extremely dangerous Holy Grail War...

But after summoning Yingying, that guy actually lay on the lawn and basked in the sun...

Is there something wrong with this?

In this kind of war where killing is inevitable.

You can still relax like this.

El-Melloi II had a further understanding of Firat's carelessness.

At the same time, he also decided to focus on Firat in the next teaching...

After all, in a war like this, one careless move could cost you your life...

Although he said that he would not let his students graduate, he actually cared about his students very much.

In the world of the Fifth Holy Grail War.

Looking at this scene, Rin Toosaka could also feel that the magician named Firat was different from other magicians.

After all, in her opinion, magicians are all inhuman monsters...

But the magician on the screen is no different from an ordinary person.

If there is any difference, it is probably the curiosity that is different from that of ordinary people...

On the other side, Red A also had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu when he saw this scene.

"This guy doesn't seem very reliable... He always feels like someone who will fail at the critical moment..."

As he said this, he glanced at Tousaka Rin beside him as if he was doing business.

"Hey! What do you mean by that...!!!"

Ignore the reactions of other viewers for now.

The image on the screen also flashed immediately.

This is the basement of a villa.

There are several magicians in the basement of the house, and now is the time to end the summoning ceremony.

A magician looked at everything in front of him strangely.

Obviously, the summoning was successful.

All that remains is to give a positive answer to the [question] raised by the Servant, and the contract will be concluded.

But at this moment he felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony.

The magician's name is Testa Catore.

At this moment, he stared at the heroic spirit with a puzzled look.

There were also a few magicians around him protecting Testa Catore.

And at the center of the summoning circle, there was a figure emitting an aura that was clearly different from that of a human or a magician.

A being that exuded a deeper, yet purer, sense of intimidation than anyone else—a woman clad in a jet-black robe.

Very young, his features difficult to discern as his face was drooping towards the floor.

However, Jesta had already felt a strong sense of disharmony at this moment.

Because the Heroic Spirit he wants to summon this time is Assassin