Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 487 The Arbiter

Mr. Door opened his eyes once more. This time, his eyes were no longer filled with madness, but rather with confusion.

He now seems to have become a spirit, unable to feel his physical body anymore.

His extraordinary characteristics are present in all Sequence 2 and below, but his uniqueness is missing, and one of the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 1 is also missing.

Based on his vague memories of his previous "berserk" state, he could roughly discern the situation at that time.

"Duke Ammon?" He thought of this colleague from the Fourth Age, and of the "wrong" path to godhood.

“I see, so Duke Amon became Sequence Zero.” Mr. Men nodded.

Having understood the whole story, He then began to observe His current situation.

He found himself in a pitch-black space, seemingly unaffected by gravity, floating in front of a pool filled with a golden liquid that resembled liquid gold.

He quickly understood what had happened.

Servants who respond to the Holy Grail's call will have the rules of the Holy Grail War and the common sense of the current era on their minds after their arrival.

This is something he basically couldn't understand when he was originally in the "Berserker" class.

Among the rules, Mr. Men saw the following:
The souls of "Servants" eliminated in the Holy Grail War are absorbed by the Holy Grail.

This is the underlying rule of the Holy Grail War, a rule that even the fallen Mother Goddess could not distort under the gaze of Serres.

As for the corruption of the Fallen Mother Goddess, it is neither a follower nor invited, so naturally it would not appear here.

And He Himself, after the Holy Grail War ends, He can leave.

The constant murmurs that had been emanating from his ears disappeared, and Bethel Abraham felt a long-lost tranquility.

He stretched his body, making a "big" shape, and assumed a "lying flat" posture.

Although in this weightless environment, there was no such thing as "standing" or "lying down," He still felt at peace.

He closed his eyes.

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As the blood-red robe shattered, the power that the Fallen Mother Goddess had infiltrated into Earth also dissipated by more than half without anyone noticing.

Briefly banished from the mortal world, Colin, trapped in the "Sea of ​​Spiritual Embryo," felt the "restraint" weaken. He easily shattered the barrier between this space and reality, and countless Colins merged into one, allowing him to leave the "Sea of ​​Spiritual Embryo" and return to reality.

His figure was outlined in the air as he looked around, observing the forest, which had been destroyed beyond recognition, as darkness fell.

Compared to the original forest, this place has changed dramatically.

The land was overturned, the trees were scorched, some stones had mysteriously disappeared halfway, and some trees were strangely twisted and grew stones...

Finally, his gaze fell upon a floor tile that clearly clashed with the surroundings. It bore a red magic circle that appeared to be used in rituals.

His intuition, a former demon hunter, told him that this might be something important.

At least, the source it connects to is no less powerful than this [Preservation] messenger.

A creation of a certain messenger...

Colin thought of another messenger he had met.

Serres, the messenger of [Joy].

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a greeting.

"Hi, Colin."

Serres's figure appeared behind Colin, gradually solidifying from its illusory form.

Good evening, Lord Serres.

Colin turned around and looked at Serres, noticing that he was holding something that looked like a seal.

"Interested in playing a game?" Serres waved the stamp in his hand. "Win or lose, as long as you're willing to participate, I'll invest a huge sum of money in Silver City."

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In a room in the Kingdom of Loen, East Chestershire, Audrey's territory.

This was a room that Audrey had prepared especially for Estelle, and Estelle, without any complaints, moved in with remarkable acceptance.

The two are now sitting on the sofa, talking face to face.
The sudden movement of the doors and windows had startled the two young heiresses.

Of course, it's not just about the level of fright that someone suddenly jumps out from around the corner.

Audrey suspected that the Psychological Alchemy Society might have discovered that she had killed Herwin Rambis and sent them as revenge.

However, she later discovered that it wasn't just her family; similar things were happening all over the world, which made her give up the idea.

"Miss Audrey, I heard that you, as the summoners, can see the stats of us Servants, is that right?" Estella asked curiously after taking a sip of the tea prepared by the butler.

"Yes, that's definitely possible." Audrey smiled and ate a small piece of cake.

While chatting, Audrey observed the situation.

Miss Estelle wasn't very satisfied with the tea, but she didn't show it; she was a very well-mannered lady.

She concealed it very well. Well, if it weren't for the fact that I had already advanced to the fifth rank of Dream Walker, even as a spectator, I wouldn't have been able to tell at all.

So she most likely received systematic training in this area. Hmm, etiquette lessons from some prominent family?

Audrey, without showing any emotion, continued, "Are you also interested in your own panel?"

Estelle nodded, looking quite interested: "Hmm, I'd love to know what kind of score I'll get under this special tie-breaking system."

"The last time someone rated me was for a collectible item from our area, which only gave me a low score of 29."

“Okay, let me see.” Audrey nodded lightly, extending her spiritual senses and checking Estella’s panel by following the connection between the Command Seals and Estella.

As she looked at it, Audrey softly read out Estella's panel:
"The panel values ​​from weakest to strongest are E-, E, D, C, B, A, A+, A++."

"Then there is an EX indicating that it cannot be determined."

"Class: Caster (Magician)".

"Strength: E,"

"Magic: C,"

"Durability: E,"

"Lucky: A++",

"Agile: E,"

"Noble Phantasm: A."

After reading it, Audrey fell silent for a moment.

Is this... such a serious case of being unbalanced in one subject?
How come his physical fitness seems worse than that of the audience member?

Estelle nodded thoughtfully.

reasonable.

She is both a journeyman of destiny and the daughter of a high-ranking company executive.

While her physical abilities are undoubtedly superior to those of ordinary people, they still cannot compare to other truly powerful Fate Walkers.

Of course, her stats couldn't possibly be reduced to E-.

She's a cosmic-level young lady, after all. From childhood to adulthood, at least while she was still in her family, every grain of rice she ate could probably be called a "heavenly treasure" on some ordinary planets.

As for the lucky A++... Born into a family with high-ranking positions in the company, she was richer and more powerful than 99.9% of the people in the universe from birth.

As she grew up, she was directly chosen by the Black Tower Lady, who was the "Intelligence Envoy," and became the acting stationmaster of the "Black Tower Space Station."

Well, at least she believed that the "wheel of fate" in this world couldn't do that.

As for the Noble Phantasm, that's even less important.

Although her Noble Phantasm is not EX, she carries more than one rare item that could be rated as EX.

"Miss Audrey, may I exchange some of this currency here?" Estelle asked after tasting the small cake that Audrey had just eaten.

“No problem.” Audrey agreed easily.

After thinking for a moment, she added, "However, please be careful when you go out in this world. I estimate that you will soon encounter other Heroic Spirits by chance."

"Hmm? Why do you say that?" Estella was curious as to why Audrey would make such a guess.

"Because based on what I know, during this Holy Grail War, Heroic Spirits may appear anywhere in these several nearby countries."

"There are only a few Heroic Spirits, but they are scattered in different cities and different countries. Therefore, it is impossible for this Holy Grail War to break out."

"But the founder of this Holy Grail War is someone who... can't sit still. So I think there's a high probability that some kind of fate will bring the Heroic Spirits together."

This reminded Audrey of the Law of Extraordinary Characteristics, leading her to speculate that when the Devil created the Holy Grail, he might have added some extraordinary characteristics from adjacent pathways as containers to accommodate the arrival of Heroic Spirits.

For example... the Glory Man and the Trojan Horse mentioned by Emperor Roselle.

Yes, foreign heroes use the title "Glory Warrior," while native heroes use the title "Destiny Horse."

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The capital of Fussac, San Mirón, is located in the north.

This is arguably the coldest place in San Mirón. Not only because it's located in the far north, but also because it's a slum in Fussac with very little heat; even finding warmth in someone's doorstep is a struggle for the homeless.

At this moment, a poor man named Xisai was huddled in his dilapidated hut, which couldn't even fit three people, with an extinguished brazier beside him and a fur coat he had worn for nearly ten years.

His breathing was extremely weak, and his body temperature was pitifully low; he was not far from true death.

But he seemed quite lucky, as he got a chance to survive.

A golden orb streaked across the sky and landed not far from the house.

It fell to the ground and turned into a ball of golden light.

A small amount of strange power happened to enter his house. His body visibly recovered, his complexion improved, and his various ailments were cured one after another.

This is the power of "wishes," the power of "miracles."

Through this dense but not outward-expanding light, one can see a man slowly taking shape.

The man was tall and had a very straight back.

Then, a suit of armor appeared out of thin air and covered his body.

This appears to be a Heroic Spirit summoned by the Holy Grail, but it is not bound to a "Master".

In theory, most Servants should be "out of the game" after losing their Master.

However, the special class that brought this man into the world granted him a few small privileges. For example, he could exist without a Master.

Even without this privilege, if he really wanted to stay here, the Holy Grail couldn't drive him away.

As the light faded, the man appeared on the street in the slum.

He stood ramrod straight, yet somehow exuded a lazy air, his presence more like that of a lion that hadn't woken up yet.

He stood there, head down, trying to figure out the situation.

Clearly, his projection was not notified or consulted before being forcibly brought into this world.

Fortunately, he could sense that what had descended upon him was merely a projection, not his true self.

Otherwise, his disappearance could have caused quite a stir.

As a general, with his cavalry entrusted with his life, he naturally could not afford to be negligent for even a day. If he were forcibly removed from his post, he would not be so easy to talk to.

However, if it were just a copied projection, he could still categorize it as a "joke".

"That's really domineering." The man's tone was somewhat lazy, and his expression was as if he had just woken up.

At least it was a signal. The man quickly concluded. Most likely, it was pleasure.

He had heard of the Holy Grail.

I remember it was a strange object kept in the "World's End" tavern, belonging to the Masked Fool.

Therefore, it was an envoy from the Heavenly Lord of Joy who was looking for him to have fun.

The man looked a little sleepy, with one hand behind his back, seemingly supporting his waist.

A planet never heard of before, whose inhabitants were unaware of its existence...

He saw a familiar blue anchor point.

Boundary anchoring.

So that's how it is. Lord Youyun's followers have also been here.

"Never mind." The man chuckled and shook his head. "In any case, since I'm already here, I'll just do as the host says."

He seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps to an observer whose existence was unknown.

The rules of the Holy Grail War and the common sense of this world entered the man's mind. He digested them for a moment, then raised his right hand and looked at the back of his hand.

That's a three-stroke Command Seal, which allows him to command other Servants.

This is also a privilege granted to him by the Holy Grail.

Job title: Ruler.

Strength: A+, Magic: B, Endurance: A+, Luck: B, Agility: C, Noble Phantasm: A+.

"Hmm, you flatter me." The man lowered his hand, walked to the houses in front of him, and subconsciously glanced at them.

It was snowing here at the moment, and through the falling snow, you could see that the shacks in the slums were tightly connected, one after another, all crammed together.

The man paused for a moment, then continued walking.

As the man's footsteps left footprints in the snow, the soft sound of his footsteps echoed through the crowded street.

The surrounding temperature seemed to have risen slightly.

It wasn't obvious; it felt like the snow had lessened, or a few more families in the slums had lit braziers, spreading warmth between the closely packed houses.

However, the man was moving.

So perhaps it wasn't a brazier, but a torch.

At this moment, the man suddenly stopped walking forward and turned his head slightly to look in one direction.

He saw a gray raccoon emerge from the "boundary anchor" not far away, pounce on him, and hug his leg.

“Jing Yuanyuan…hehe, my Jing Yuanyuan…”

Jing Yuan didn't dodge; he just watched as the gray raccoon hugged his leg.

"Hehehe, it's a double gold! I got two limited five-star characters in two pulls..."

(End of this chapter)