Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

No matter how hard Ruby tried to fly in a different direction, it was all in vain. It continued helplessly drifting toward Illya's hand.

Ruby was full of regret now, deeply regretting not seeking out its first owner, even if it meant a long journey. If only it had known, it would have taken the effort. But clearly, regrets had no place in this world. Unless it could instantly teleport back to its original universe, where the Great Emperor of the Golden Cosmos indeed possessed a potion of regret, it would remain a mere fantasy to acquire it.

However, the chances of success in such a venture were... Well, even if you didn't round up, the odds were practically zero, considering Ruby's current state – a mere stick. Unfortunately, having chosen the wrong master, it was left with no choice but to accept its fate.

In the span of just five meters and three seconds, as Ruby drifted into Illya's hand, it had already meticulously analyzed its mental processes. It was, in essence, a genius of the mental realm. If there were competitions for mental speed, any contest that Ruby participated in would undoubtedly be proven a sham.

"Ah hehehehe." Gripping the soft Ruby tightly in her hands, Illya's lips curled into a maniacal grin, her laughter sending shivers down Ruby's metaphysical spine.

At this moment, Illya resembled a lonely child who had just stumbled upon an amusing toy after an eternity of boredom. Perhaps that's how others saw her. But in Ruby's eyes, Illya had transformed into a little demon.

Ruby's 'throat' choked up a bit as it realized the overwhelmingly gloomy future that might await it. "Gulp..."

"Cough, cough." Noticing her own expression in the shattered mirror nearby and realizing it wasn't very ladylike, Illya feigned a cough in Kiritsugu's style to regain control of her slightly uncontrollable demeanor.

As an 8-year-old lady, maintaining a proper image was crucial, yes, absolutely.

Soon, after reigning in the mildly uncontrolled expressions due to her momentary excitement, Illya adopted a pretentiously serious tone and began interrogating the Ruby in her hand.

"Where do you come from? Where are you headed?"

"I hail from the Universe Police Precinct 114514 of the Super-Servant Universe and I'm headed to this universe to save the world."

"What's the 'Servant Universe'?" As Illya heard the somewhat familiar term, she suddenly remembered that the so-called "Starry Sky Ruby" had mentioned coming from that "Servant Universe" before. However, at that time, she had only focused on the fact that the stick called itself Ruby, without paying attention to the rest of its words.

"It's a universe!" Ruby replied promptly to Illya's question.

Hearing Ruby's response, Illya's eyebrows twitched. "...I know it's a universe. I'm asking what kind of universe it is."

"It's a universe of Servants!" Ruby answered without hesitation.

Illya's irritation grew as she asked again, "And what about these 'Servants'?"

"They're the Servants of the Servant Universe!" Ruby answered immediately after Illya posed the question.

Facing Ruby's continuous nonsensical responses, young Illya was left speechless.

"Ka~, ka~, ka~." At the same time, a crow flew by in the sky, leaving a trail of droppings suspended in the air, like an ellipsis drawn in the sky.

Due to her utter bafflement, Illya felt a slight headache from trying to process it all. So, she decided to skip this particular line of questioning.

"Moving on, you said you're here to save the world?"

"Yes, to save this world... Oh, sorry." Upon receiving Illya's question, Ruby had initially intended to casually answer, as it had done before. However, it was only after it was halfway through its dismissive response that its slower processing brain suddenly realized something – this little demon seemed to be asking a serious question?

Mentioning saving the world, Ruby suddenly found itself wide awake.

"Yes, that's right. My master's orders are to save this world. Unfortunately..."

Ruby feigned a mournful expression and continued, "I will carry on the legacy of my previous master and save this world!"

Listening to Ruby's words, Illya remained remarkably composed. After a few rounds of this back-and-forth conversation, she had grasped the stick's nature. In simple terms, it was a jester.

Despite previously showing no emotion over the death of its previous owner, now it suddenly acted sorrowful, claiming to inherit their will. How convenient and inconsistent! Illya understood what was going on, but she absolutely did not approve of Ruby's nonsensical behavior.

Pouting, Illya squeezed Ruby with a displeased expression and said, "Get to the point! I still have shows to watch in the morning, and if I don't sleep now, I won't have time to catch up on my series tomorrow!"

"Wu yue~ wu yue~, be gentle... a little gentler... my insides are about to be squeezed out!"

Feeling the immense force applied to itself, Ruby felt like it was on the brink of exploding. If the pressure increased any further, it might just drop dead on the spot. Don't doubt it – after becoming the Starry Sky Mahou Shoujo, Illya possessed this terrifying grip strength!

Finally, after enduring a full 5 seconds of this iron grip, Illya eased her hold slightly.

"In simple terms, it's that this world is being invaded by another world, and it's quite serious. The chaotic source of evil that intruded into this world will destroy it."

"Although I don't really understand what that chaotic source is, only my previous master knew, and she was going to tell me before she disconnected."

At this point, Ruby's sorrowful tone returned. Its previous master had disconnected so abruptly, without even telling it what the chaotic source was before going offline.

"But what's certain is that the tendrils of the chaotic source are highly likely to be in Fuyuki, in the far east!"

"Fuyuki?" Illya tilted her head and pondered the familiar yet not entirely familiar term in her mind. Suddenly, something clicked.

"Oh, isn't that where Kiritsugu and Mom went on a business trip?"