[] You'll talk to Archer's faction while Emiya finds Assassin. He might have a better chance of convincing Olga if he finds her. Archer was going to be tricky given the whole cult thing but you'll have to shoot your shot.
The best way to do this would be to let the other split off and work on their own. While it would be dangerous, it had a chance of working. Confronting Assassin was going to be a death sentence after what you did go Olga. It would be better to let the experienced Magus with Grai Wars under his belt deal with her.
Emiya was a good man and you hoped that he could be the good cop to your horrible one. The guy's a charmer of course so that could help a bit. But you hoped that he would be able to convince her not to attack you while you're all trying to kill Berserker.
As for your job, it would be dealing with Archer.
"I'll take Archer. I've met him a few times and I want to talk to him," you replied with a resolute tone, "The alliance is only until we can beat Berserker. After that we can take them down."
Emiya stared at you before chuckling, "An Alliance to take out Berserker. The folks back home are going to be angry. But okay, I'll trust that you can handle yourself. However don't be reckless and I know that's coming from me, but still."
"Yeah. Do you have an idea where Assassin is though? All I'm going to do is grab the nearest junkie and ask," you said as you crossed your arms.
"Saber and I have an idea. Here, take this phone. It's cheap but we can contact one another there. Try not to break it," Emiya said as he handed you an ancient phone from a decade ago.
You inspected it before pocketing it, "Thanks, Dad."
You froze.
Emiya stared at you with a surprised look as you felt your muscles lock up. Ah.
That's no good, huh?
You felt your face grow hot as the older man sputtered. He coughed and composed himself to chuckling lightly before ruffling your hair. His hands were pretty big as he stroked your head.
You just wanted to melt into a puddle now.
"I'd hate to have a daughter like you. You have a rebellious streak," Emiya laughed as he got off his seat, "You best be prepared to talk as well as fight. You're walking in a den of lions after all."
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"What's your problem?" Rider asked as she walked by your side.
"That old man must have been quite the heartbreaker when he was young," you grumbled as you walked down the street.
"Ah. Did something happen, hm? Remember, the guy's married~," Medb giggled in your ear.
"I accidentally called him Dad," you blurred out before Rider stumbled. She caught herself before giving you a wide eyed look.
Rider stared at you before snickering on the side, "Oh. Oh noooo."
"Shut up," you snapped.
"Is this like how you call your Mentors as your parents? Hey, hey. Are you going to walk up to Scathach and call her Mom too?" Rider said as she clung to your arm while you marched.
"I don't want to die yet," you groaned as you buried your face in your hands.
"Ah. If that were the case, she'd be my evil In-Law. Tsk," Rider hissed as she bit her thumb.
"Who knows, maybe you'll actually be a decent human being," you scoffed as the two of you walked.
"I'll take my chances dueling Archer," Rider stuck her tongue out at you.
"Speaking of Archer, the old town sure is filled with the unfortunate," you said as you walked by old buildings now housing the poor and drug addicted.
You walked deeper and deeper into it, two girls seemingly defenseless as the eyes of the depraved set their sights on you. However the worst of them were those of clear minds bearing handguns, on the lookout for cops and the like.
So when they saw you and Rider they recognized you. Rider was already on them before they could react, kicking them into a dark alley before sending them into the dirt. You caught up as Rider smash one of the men in white uniforms into the wall before she whipped the other to stay on the ground.
Walking up to them, you had Rider move aside while you looked down on the remaining conscious cultist. You knelt down and grabbed him by his clothes.
Imaginary Justice
[] "Take me to your leader. I just want to have a talk. Preferably without getting shot at."
[] "Hi. I'm Brie. I'd like to join your Cult. Got any room left?"
[] "I mean you no harm. But I'd like to hear about your group's teachings... Do you take free trials?"
[] Drag him up and lift him towards Medb, "Okay Rider, do your brainwash stuff. I have him steady."
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