The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 402 Yao Lan: Don't underestimate my ML power!

...Thoughts about the Holy Grail itself?

Emiya never expected that the two of them would understand this perspective.

But such a question is essentially a struggle for ownership of the Holy Grail ideology. If he answers it well, it will help his own plans, or at least reduce their resistance.

Caesar described it as proof of the heroes of the era, and his assertion seemed quite convincing. However, that was merely treating the Holy Grail as a treasure or a medal, which was in line with his style as a military emperor.

Trajan, on the other hand, noticed the practical use of the Holy Grail as a resource, which is also a pragmatic view. He regarded the Holy Grail as a powerful tool to help govern the country, including the use of magical resources, the use of summoned Servants, and the appointment of suitable positions to establish an efficient governance system.

However, they had not experienced many Holy Grail Wars, nor did they understand the true nature of the Holy Grail.

There is still a lack of imagination regarding the true efficacy of the Holy Grail.

"The Holy Grail can be something that disrupts the world and the times, or it can be a miracle that creates and transforms the world."

Emiya set the tone for the item right from the start. Caesar and Trajan were initially surprised—this tone seemed much higher than what they had suggested, and the Sword Emperor's tone was quite confident.

"Perhaps you are familiar with the legend of the Holy Grail, especially since the Servants from 'future times' have told you that the name originally came from decades ago in Rome during this era, from a cup used by a Christian Son to hold the blood of the Holy Grail. This cup was later associated with countless legends, such as the ability to resurrect the dead."

"Therefore, the Holy Grail has become synonymous with miracles. But what is a miracle? Achieving what is possible is not enough to be called a miracle; only achieving what is impossible can be called a miracle. So the Holy Grail is also an omnipotent wish-granting machine."

Emiya spoke eloquently, immediately citing several typical examples:

"Some fight for the Holy Grail to travel through time and change the past; some fight for the Holy Grail to gain a physical body and conquer the world; some believe that the Holy Grail is rightfully theirs; and some want to use the Holy Grail to 'save the world,' promising either world peace or immortality for all mankind..."

"What?! You can actually do something like that!"

Trajan felt for the first time how lacking his imagination was. He and several other Roman emperors, including Caesar, were "natives" who only participated in the Holy Grail War for the first time during the Roman Singularity.

In this era, the Holy Grail War was shrouded in secrecy, and its overseer, Amor, was unreliable and irresponsible, allowing the Roman emperors to expand the war madly, to the point that they even disagreed on the efficacy of the Holy Grail.

Of course, some of Emiya's remarks were actually just casual remarks.

The Holy Grail, created by the Demon King to disrupt the era and create singularities, is essentially a giant source of magical power. It cannot be completely equated with the Holy Grail in the normal Seven Servants Holy Grail War in terms of the scope of miracles it can achieve.

Emiya was actually using his "intelligence network" to bully the Romans who were unaware of the "real Holy Grail War".

After hearing about the terrifying power of the Holy Grail, Caesar became even more concerned about Emiya's words. "So, Sword Emperor, with your aggressive attacks on our two nations and your thorough investigation of the Holy Grail, you must also be extremely concerned about it, right? What is your motivation for pursuing the Holy Grail?"

Do you want to ask me about my beliefs regarding the Holy Grail?

Emiya found this one difficult to answer. Chaldea's purpose wasn't to use the Holy Grail for anything, but to stop the perpetrators who were disrupting human order from using it for their own purposes.

If I have to say it...

Emiya closed his eyes for two seconds before answering, "It's to reclaim history, reclaim the world, and reclaim the future."

Well, they're almost ready to announce Chaldea's name.

Unexpectedly, Caesar's first reaction upon hearing this was to burst into laughter:

"Haha! To utter such a boast, Sword Emperor, your ambition is truly unprecedented! You actually regard the history, present, and future of the world as your own possession and want to take it back from our hands?"

“Indeed, it is quite astonishing!” Trajan also joined the conversation. “The Sword Emperor’s vision is indeed far beyond our reach. We emperors exhaust our entire lives and only dream of ruling the vast territory of this land. But Your Excellency wants to expand the scope of this rule infinitely, to control everything in the past and the future!”

"..." Emiya was slightly taken aback. So that's how it's understood?
Without revealing its purpose of saving the world beforehand, Chaldea has somehow become such a terrifying cross-dimensional and cross-era military terrorist organization in the eyes of its native inhabitants?
...That seems to make sense on some level.

The Demon King attempts to burn away human history, destroy the past, and reshape the planet, while the Alien God seeks to seize humanity's future and also aims to rule the planet.

If Chaldea is simultaneously fighting against these two major forces from the past and the future, doesn't that mean Chaldea also wants to rule the world and completely control the past and future of this planet?

What? You just want the world to go back to the way it was? Look at the forces under your Chaldea command! Who would believe that?!

Imaginary Number Submarine technology allows you to freely travel across time and space to respond to emergencies; the ever-increasing number of Heroic Spirits and Gods (and perhaps the Beasts in the future) is causing your combat power to swell. With such strength, is there anything that can withstand you?
Oh, I see. The formula actually holds true from this perspective.

But how did Chaldea become like this?!

"Ahem, you two, you seem to have misunderstood me!"

Emiya would never admit that Chaldea is such a terrible villain, and he himself could never become the Emperor of Humanity. These are pure slanders, malicious mudslinging tactics from the culprits who harm humanity!
We, the Chaldeans, have come with friendly intentions of peace and justice!
See, even though there were some unfriendly incidents before, after the fight, everyone was able to sit down and communicate peacefully and amicably.
"In fact, I want to remind you that you two should have noticed some peculiarities in the mechanism of the Holy Grail. Why does the small Holy Grail in your hands become filled with magic and even condense into power fragments called 'Drops of the Holy Grail' as your countries become stronger?"

"Is this a miracle that appeared out of nowhere, or is it a mechanism manipulated by some shady dealings, hiding some unspeakable secret?"

“Indeed… I have noticed this,” Trajan frowned, “but so what? The situation in the Holy Grail War is what it is; we cannot throw the baby out with the bathwater.”

Is the call for everyone to say that the Holy Grail is problematic and should be abandoned?

What a joke! If you don't use it, someone else will. If you don't use it, your strength will weaken. Isn't that the same as quitting the competition and giving up your life? ... As for the supervisor, Amor, no one expects this unreliable deity to protect those who quit the competition.

“That’s right, I’m aware of that problem too, so…” Emiya tapped the table, “that’s why I only chose to seek dialogue after I had already fought.”

Trajan's tone stiffened. "You're bringing this up after the fight's over? Are you forcing them to give up the Holy Grail even if they don't want to?" But indeed, if they hadn't been badly hurt, they wouldn't have believed Emiya's words; they would have only thought he was coveting their own Holy Grail.

"I think you must also have some doubts: why did Augustus build such an impenetrable defensive line on the Italian peninsula, and why has the one in Rome never shown up?"

"Ultimately, Rome was the starting point of the Holy Grail War in this era, wasn't it? But these two have always remained aloof. Did they really participate in the Holy Grail War, or did they foresee some problem with the Holy Grail and therefore choose to remain still?"

"What do you want to do?"

Caesar and Trajan had considered this issue, but they were frequently at war with each other and could not spare a large force to break through the Italian peninsula's defenses. If they did, Caesar would be unable to guard against Trajan's military might, and Trajan would also find it difficult to defend against Caesar.

After all, the Italian peninsula had defensive lines set up by two emperors, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. In comparison, Caligula and Constantine were obviously weak, which is why they initially thought they could take it with a small flanking force. "It's simple, we'll attack together. If Augustus and that other one do indeed have some truth they don't want us to know, then they will naturally be forced to reveal it when we break through the defenses."

Emiya and the two reached an agreement, and as they continued to discuss the details, an ordinary-looking figure in a nun's habit suddenly darted into the top-tier VIP room.

"Greetings, Your Majesties," Amor's voice was somewhat muffled, and she seemed to be chewing candy.
"Are you finished talking? I have some important matters to attend to regarding His Majesty the Sword Emperor's life, which require his personal attention!"

"what?"

"The selection of concubines is here!" Amor licked his lips with the tip of his tongue. "Are the emperors so engrossed in their conversation that they've forgotten the sacred ceremony of selecting concubines is about to reach its climax? Take a walk over there and you'll see."

"Hmm? That kind of thing doesn't matter anymore."

Caesar felt nauseous upon hearing this and waved his hand, intending to leave. Speaking of which, he could clearly feel his ears ringing from the hellish music, seemingly caused by a singer specially invited by Emiya to perform at the event, making him reluctant to go any closer.

"Is the process moving so fast? Have we already reached the combat phase?" Emiya walked towards the stands unaffected and saw a terrifying scene below, with demons dancing wildly, Elizabeth's demonic voice mixed with the noise of battle.

This moment is just like the moment when the fight broke out in the Shadow Border conference room.

"Yes, Miss BB, whom His Majesty the Sword Emperor invited, is very skilled at event planning!" Amor said with a hint of admiration. "The beauty and talent selection process was just the right amount of torture, and the martial arts competition was held in the most brutal arena brawl!"

Is your love interest developing in a slightly off direction?
Emiya was unsure how to comment, fearing that this goddess of love might one day "collude" with BB. He simply stated bluntly, "So, what new segment were you planning for me to go over there?"

"No, that's not right! This is a major life event!" Amor looked at him earnestly as he corrected her, her eyes shining brightly. "The major event, of course, is my wedding! I'm Cupid, I can't miss such an occasion!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The spacious, circular venue has now been transformed into a fierce arena.

In the surging, hellish electronic symphony environment that resonates throughout the heart, countless beautiful figures gradually descend into a frenzied rampage, tearing each other apart like demons from hell.

The greatsword and ferocious claws pierced the air, creating a heavenly symphony. Lightning, frost, and flames surged wildly, mingling with the spray of blood vapor that quickly evaporated, adding a colorful style to the symphony.

The chaotic shockwaves swirled back and forth on the vast battlefield, constantly blasting the weaker figures off the stage, forcing them to complete this most important part of their lives. Meanwhile, the remaining strong warriors continued to play the final song of the Concubine Warriors on the stage.

This was solely to ensure that only a handful of concubines and empresses would ultimately be chosen.

Krimhildr's head was spinning. Surrounded by people fighting so fiercely, she surprisingly felt, for once, as if she were a normal person!
Not Berserker.

Honestly, compared to myself, these women are the real lunatics, berserkers with insane fighting power!
Do they have some deep-seated personal grudge against each other that they want to use this huge platform hosted by the Sword Emperor to resolve?

It's just a concubine selection ceremony, why go to such lengths?
"The net of heaven is vast and inescapable!"

In the distance, a woman from a military family with an astonishingly large bust unleashed her Noble Phantasm again in a fanatical tone, bringing down a thunderstorm: "Damn you, you filthy bug, this time I'll definitely kill you without holding back!"

"Hehe, Cow Girl, you're getting impatient!"

Krimhild looked to the other side, where a half-human, half-snake woman was fighting against a large number of powerful female generals whose strength was no less than her own. She was high-profile and conspicuous, and her every move caused natural phenomena such as wind, thunder, water and fire. But strangely, she was also wearing a cloak.

And then there was the short Servant who had glared at him earlier, now flashing swiftly through the crowd, easily wiping out a large number of peripheral Servants. He was also wearing a cloak to conceal his identity.

What's going on with these people? Who are they?
Krimshildr grew increasingly puzzled, feeling that these cloaked figures were not Servants, but living people. But when did living people become so powerful?

"I've been fed up with your noise for ages, you crimson lizard! Get down here!"

Kiyohime suddenly jumped out of the battle and fiercely breathed fire at the concert stage.

Well, these crazy women didn't even spare the singers.

"You Japanese viper! Ahhh, how dare you interrupt my concert! Turn me into snake soup!" Elizabeth screamed as she was suddenly burned, and the noise only increased instead of decreasing.

Well, this has backfired.

Just as the chaotic world was spiraling out of control, a bright beam of light pierced through the turmoil.

It was a luxurious setting decorated in bright pink, with a red carpet and flowers, and a red-haired figure walked towards them from afar.

"Hello, ladies in the selection process, please pay attention! We now invite His Majesty the Sword Emperor to ascend the wedding platform. There is only one lady among us! Please note that only the first one to arrive at this red carpet will be qualified to enter the sacred hall with His Majesty the Sword Emperor for the ceremony of love."

The arena of the chaotic battle was silent for a moment.

Then, an even more terrifying battle surge erupted.

In an instant, several figures moved quickly toward the location where Emiya was, only to be desperately stopped by several people who were close in.

Only one figure flew directly into the sky, like a dazzling streak of light that dodges attacks with lightning speed and agile movement, and then rushed straight to the wedding stage with the speed of a rocket, so fast that no one could catch up with it!
Emiya waited idly with his arms crossed, feeling like a "rare beauty" being fought over.

He suddenly looked up and saw, "Meliuqina?"

"Quick, hold my hand!"

Silver-white hair was exposed from the hood, and the petite dragon figure rushed onto the red carpet without stopping, opening its arms to hug Emiya and taking off.

"Hey, what are you doing—" Emiya was surprised to find himself sitting on Melyuchina's soft, beautiful back after a long time of being flipped in mid-air. Just as he was about to ask what was wrong, he realized that Melyuchina's actions had allowed her to take the opportunity to dodge the Noble Phantasm attack that covered the red carpet of female Servants.

"I won! You're mine!"

Mei Liuqina smiled slightly. She didn't care about the proper procedures and simply eloped!

(End of this chapter)