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Chapter 189 The Housewife Who Stumbled into the Battlefield
Chapter 189 The Housewife Who Stumbled into the Battlefield
In the driver's seat, Haruto Kamado was impatiently rubbing his right eye while holding the steering wheel with one hand.
"Why are there so few people working today?" she muttered to herself, looking around.
The last shipment of the day was hardware products delivered to the dock warehouse. Usually at this time, there are still a few workers or vehicles in the dock area.
But tonight it's all empty, with only the sound of waves crashing on the shore.
In addition, her eyes were unusually uncomfortable today.
Although she had known since she was very young that she was different from others, today was just too strange.
As she walked along, the empty streets in her field of vision were covered with layers of dark red light membranes that looked like spider webs.
She was unaware that it was a "barrier" set up by the Holy Church to isolate ordinary people.
For ordinary people, this barrier will subtly influence their perception, making them subconsciously want to stay away from this area.
For example, they might turn around and go home using a reason like "I suddenly remembered that I left the gas on."
"Is this some new traffic light malfunctioning? Or is it some kind of kid playing a prank?"
Haru didn't realize it was magic.
She simply found the scene before her eyes offensive, and that instinctive sense of irritation caused the silver-pink halo in her right pupil to light up slightly.
Buzz—
Under the influence of a surge of magical energy, these signals that affect cognition did not clearly enter her mind.
She lightly pressed the accelerator, and the truck passed through the barrier, driving step by step into the edge of this battlefield.
The delivery address is... Warehouse No. 7...
Haru looked at the delivery slip in her hand, then looked up at the several huge shipping containers not far ahead.
"That's strange, why is there thunder over there? The weather forecast didn't say it would rain..."
She peeked out with a puzzled look, listening to the distant sounds of metal clashing and explosions, and began to have doubts.
Could it be a gangland shootout?
...But this is an urgent order from the Fuyuki City logistics company. If it's not handled properly, the penalty for breach of contract can be very high.
"Who cares, let's unload the goods and run..."
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Driven by a fierce determination to make a living, she gritted her teeth and drove towards Warehouse No. 7, less than 100 meters from the battleground...
Kitchen door and house.
Komamon was lying face down on the floor, hands on the ground, doing push-ups.
"Fifty more, don't slack off." The bird's voice came from the air.
He hovered around Violet like a wisp of black mist, overseeing her training.
The training was much more effective than expected; Sumire was actually able to resonate with the magic in the atmosphere through breathing techniques.
If she persists, the magical circuits within her body will become more resilient.
But just as he counted to the twenty-second, a strange fluctuation came from afar.
The bird suddenly looked towards the seaside dock area.
There, the collision of magic resounded faintly like muffled thunder.
Although the distance was vast, for someone like him, it was like a lighthouse suddenly appearing.
"Stop." Asuka's voice turned serious.
Jin sat up, panting, and wiped her sweat. "What's wrong, Mr. Asuka? Have you caught a cold again?"
The bird hovered by the window, forming a blurry humanoid silhouette, sensing the magical fluctuations coming from afar: "There's movement in the dock area; it's not an ordinary fight."
Sumire's heart sank, and she immediately stood up, nervously asking, "Is it...war?"
"Very likely."
"Should we go over there? To get involved in the war or something..."
The bird remained silent for a moment.
He didn't want Sumire to take such a risk so early, but the opportunity to observe other Heroic Spirits from the shadows wasn't something that came every day.
"Go check it out, but don't get too close. Take your baseball bat with you; I'll materialize it if anything happens."
Jin nodded, took out the aluminum baseball bat she usually used for practice from under the bed, and felt a sense of security holding it in her hand.
She changed into sportswear and quietly opened the door to check the situation.
Her mother, Haru, was working overtime tonight and hadn't come home yet, which relieved Haru.
The two walked on in the night.
As Jin rode her bicycle, the spirit of a bird followed her closely, guiding her in the right direction.
As the streets of Fuyuki City gradually shifted from residential areas to industrial zones, the sea breeze grew stronger and the noise increased.
The distant clanging of metal echoed like the continuous explosions of firecrackers.
"Do you really not know if everyone in Fuyuki City is deaf? No one came to see what was going on?" Asuka asked, puzzled.
But they discovered something more important than that.
"Wait a minute," Asuka suddenly said.
Violet braked and stopped, the two hiding in the shadows of a small alley.
The dock area is just ahead. Under the streetlights, a familiar light truck is parked there.
The carriage was half-open, but there was no one in sight.
"That's Mom's car!" Violet gasped, her face pale as she pointed to the car door sticker she had put on her mother. "How could she be here?!"
As the bird stared at the car, the image of the woman with astonishing strength and a distinctive right eye flashed through its mind.
"She must have gone in to deliver goods," Asuka deduced. "The situation has changed; we need to find her. But don't act rashly; observe carefully."
Violet's heart raced. She gripped the baseball bat tightly and nodded.
The two carefully bypassed the entrance and sneaked into the dock area.
The barrier that banishes people is ineffective against someone like Violet who possesses a weak magical power, and it is even less effective against the spirit of a bird.
The sounds of battle grew ever closer.
The battle among Servants has reached a fever pitch.
"Drink it!!"
With a furious roar, Artoria unleashed an invisible sword, accompanied by a fierce wind, which swung upwards from below.
Although the spearman parried the attack with his two pistols, he lost his footing and was blasted away.
Boom!
He crashed heavily into a stack of shipping containers, smashing a huge dent into the heavy metal box.
And that container... just happened to be near warehouse number 7.
"This power... I must say, it's befitting of a swordsman. Your strength is at least A-level."
He stood up with a wry smile and dusted himself off.
But the next moment, his eyes changed.
Because he heard a cry of alarm that shouldn't have been heard on this battlefield.
Less than ten meters behind him, a woman stood there, holding a crumpled delivery slip in her hand.
Haruto Kamado was completely dumbfounded.
She was just there to deliver a package when she found the place and saw a handsome guy in a tight-fitting outfit crash into the container in front of her like a cannonball.
Even more outrageous, the handsome guy was holding two long spears that looked like they came from a Taiga drama.
Not far away, a blonde girl in silver armor was facing off, holding a... indistinct weapon, exuding murderous intent.
This doesn't look like a gang shootout; this looks like a film set!
"that....
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Haruto subconsciously held up the form in her hand, her professional instincts prompting her to blurt out, "Excuse me... is this the receiving point for warehouse number 7?"
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A deathly silence.
Artoria was stunned.
Irisviel was stunned.
Even the Lancer Master, the Assassin, and Kiritsugu Emiya, who were observing from the shadows, were stunned.
The spearman turned around and stared in astonishment at the mysterious woman who had suddenly barged in.
"Ordinary people?"
His brow furrowed.
Although he adhered to chivalry and would not harm the weak or ordinary citizens.
But this is the battlefield of the Holy Grail War.
Are there really ordinary people among them?