After resurrecting Kiritsugu, Souta felt a vibration in his pocket.
He skillfully took out the system-issued phone—a notification from the chat group.
"@Souta Did you finish handling Kiritsugu?"
"Big brother, is Kiritsugu okay?"
"He's fine, handled it smoothly without any hiccups. Absolutely nothing went wrong, 100% guaranteed, you both can relax."
"Uh... we weren't worried. Why emphasize it so much?"
"Big brother, did something go wrong?"
"No, no, I'm a god, remember? With me around, what could go wrong?"
"Alright then, Illya and I are off to gang up on Lord El-Melloi."
"Yep, give him a good beating. He'll probably use a Command Seal to recall Lancer—then you, Herc, and Lancelot can team up to help Lancer fulfill his wish. Don't forget to steal his Command Seals afterward."
He had prepared a tool for transferring the Command Seals and given them to Rin.
A Master without a Servant still retained participant status, so better to play it safe.
"No problem. By the way, can you handle Saber alone?"
"Don't worry, Saber's no match for me. I'll bring them back to the Matou house. But you, Rin, don't let Diarmuid's mole distract you. Illya's a Lesser Grail and magic-resistant—it's you who's vulnerable. Use the magic resistance boost card I gave you."
"Got it. Diarmuid really is a lady Master's bane! We're heading out."
Rin went silent—clearly taking action.
Souta was about to put away his phone when someone else pinged him.
"@Souta Sounds like your mission's pretty troublesome. Hang in there."
"Meh, it's just tedious, not hard. How's the situation at Path of Peace?"
"No worries, faith is deeply rooted throughout Jellock City. We're gradually phasing out the cult leader's influence. We've also set Chelsea up as the Saintess of the cult. Thanks to your d blood and spit, her title as the 'Healing Saintess' is overtaking the cult leader's. Soon, Chelsea will be the true power."
"Oh? Chelsea aiming for Pope status?"
"Exactly. Then she'll be untouchable. Who'd dare behead the Pope?"
"Not necessarily. With that title, her head's worth more. Kurome wouldn't even qualify to decapitate her—Esdeath would have to do it personally."
"Fufufu~ You're always so thoughtful, Souta."
"Why do you all keep obsessing over Chelsea's head? I'm curious about her story now."
"I'll upload the related manga to the store. Altair, you can buy it."
"...STOP BULLYING ME! Is this ever going to end!?"
"Also, Souta, we've finished the side story manga you gave us."
"Yes. We're planning to travel back in time and save the people who were supposed to die—like Chelsea's senior, Taeko, and Akame's assassination partners: Tsukushi, Najasho, Cornelia, etc. Then convert them all to believers."
"Wouldn't they resist?"
"It's fine. If they won't willingly believe, we'll use Rin's Hypnosis Card to make them loyal to the faith. It's just a suggestion spell, not memory alteration, so not mind-wiping. Totally ethical."
"Magic can't easily do permanent suggestions. I'll make divine suggestion cards for you. More reliable."
In that moment, Souta had a sudden realization.
Kurumi's really adapted to this cult life... embodying the adage:
'You won't believe, you won't die—I'm in a tight spot here.'
"Also, if you alter the timeline, we lose our info advantage in Akame ga Kill. Be careful."
"Relax. After rescuing them, I'll use the Eleventh Bullet to send them to the future, preserving history."
"Good. I've got things to handle. Signing off."
Souta stored the phone, eyes on the riverbank battle between Saber and Diarmuid.
Though far, his divine sight allowed him to see their pores if he wanted.
The fight had just begun—Saber still uninjured.
To be honest, Souta found her tactics underwhelming.
Hesitation is defeat.
If it were him, he'd have blasted a city-level Noble Phantasm right away.
Why hide your identity when using it once exposes it anyway?
"Rin's still not done?"
In canon, Iskandar saved Saber just before defeat, triggering a chain of events—including Gilgamesh's entrance.
Souta wanted to avoid that mess.
Iris's Lesser Grail issue wasn't resolved—this wasn't the time to clean house.
Just as he prepared to intervene...
Diarmuid glowed, then vanished—Command Seal recall.
Saber's slash missed.
She stared in shock at the empty riverside.
"Saber, are you alright?" Iri ran over.
"I'm fine." Saber nodded.
"That was a Command Seal's forced summon. Lancer's Master must be under attack. How despicable..."
Clearly, she was salty her opponent got stolen.
Several spies watching in the shadows also withdrew—no fight tonight.
Sighing, Saber and Iri left for the warehouse district's exit.
"Let's head to the castle—it's well-defended." Iri suggested.
She drove Kiritsugu's luxury car into the forest outskirts.
But Souta had teleported ahead, quietly waiting.
One minute later, headlights illuminated him.
"Look out...!" Saber tensed.
Iri couldn't brake in time. The car slammed into Souta—metal shrieking under pressure!
Souta absorbed the damage with divine power; the car flipped over him.
Saber grabbed Iri, kicked the door open, leapt to safety.
The car crashed, raising dust.
From the haze, Souta approached slowly, holding Maiya in one hand, Kiritsugu in the other, smiling gently:
"Relax. I'm here to... discuss something with you both."